Nature's Bounty
#1 of Children of Mother Nature
_*Yaaaaaaawwwn*
A tired, female voice chimes in, the yawn still leaving her soft, supple lips. "Well... what a good night's rest. I do believe it's time to get the children up..."
Another voice, this one whispered, rasping. Distinctively male. "Dear... are you sure?"
A soft chuckle, airy, fleeting. Like the first breath of air against the skin of all Earth. "Oh, come now... have I ever been wrong before? Now go, wake up the twins..."_
Summertime.
The birds sing in the air as they skate their way accross the skies, like dancers to a tune only they can her.
Animals are out and about, bustling to get food, hunting for their meals, taking care of young and old alike, trying to survive until the next day.
Trees are green, creating a natural roof that shields anyone below from the hars rays of the sun.
"Fucking tourists."
Jacob Young stepped aside as yet another group of obvious tourists passed by them. He could tell they weren't from around the area because they came decked out in everything that one would need for a hike: bear bells, water bottles, hiking packs, pre-bought walking sticks, food, cameras, camera cases, belts filled with every repellent known to man, bear mace, and sunglasses.
"Utterly useless."
Jacob Young, ironically enough, was a man on the verge of becoming middle aged. He was 35, had thick, black curly locks, and black stubble that gave him a rather dashing look. Unlike the many other hikers whom he had both passed and been passed by, Jacob came dressed as casually as possible. He wore a T-shirt and some jeans. He brought a Wal-Mart bag, inside which there were two bottles of water, a sandwhich in plastic wrap, a bag of Lays potato chips, and a small baggie filled with beef jerky.
Other than that, he carried with him a bag filled with peanuts. Sure, the tourists could have their fun on the trails, seeing the sights and covering themselves in bug spray, but he had something that they didn't: experience. He knew these trails, and he knew little areas that were "off the beaten path," so to speak.
One of these areas happened to be what he liked to call the "Squirrel Glade." He often went there during tourist season, to escape all of the silly outsiders and lost children that he'd have to help up the mountain. Here, though, he could claim ignorance to any and all goings on of the unfortunately public trails. Here, he was at peace with nature. Sure, there was the occasional disturbance in the form of black bears, wolves and foxes, but he knew how to take care of them. Plenty of nice, hard sticks were in the area, which he used to beat against a tree from time to time. This made sure no beasts came too close. 95 percent of the time, it worked. The other 5 percent of the time was marked on his back, in the form of a long-since healed claw mark. Damn mother black bears, they were fast!
Soon, he reached the part of the path he had been looking forward to all day. It was a spot that dipped in the path. It was high up, but the area was reletively level. The dip was his marking, so he peered out towards the forest. He was looking for the second marking, and, sure enough, there it was, hanging from the oak tree farther out. He looked around to see if any other hikers were coming along, then quickly jogged out towards the oak. The marker he had made a beeline to happened to be a fishing bobber tied to a tree. Now that he was there, he had to move fast. He pulled out his compass, and turned in a westerly direction. Thusly oriented, he ran off again. Soon, the woods swallowed his figure, and the trails were empty once more.
Jacob followed a long trail of self-made markers until he reached the Glade. When he did, he sighed happily. Ah, finally! Peace, quiet, seclusion... no tourists! He breathed in deep the true smell of the forest, plopping down in a small cranny formed by two massive tree roots. He opened up the peanut back, and made light clicking sounds with his tongue. He tossed a few peanuts to the ground, then proceeded to crack one between thumb and forefinger. He popped one nut into his mouth, chomping on it nonchalently while he waited for the iminent arrival of the various woodland creatures.
An exploratory squirrel was the first to come up. Bush tail wavering behind it, the creature bounded forward, stopping a good fifteen feet from Jacob. The man made no move towards the little rodent. Instead, he tried to coerce it closer, clicking sounds coming from his mouth yet again. the second nut was popped into his mouth as the squirrel came to the scattered nuts. It took its time, searching through for the best one. Once found, it stuffed the peanut in its mouth and bounded off, no doubt to go put the food in storage. That, or it'd just eat it away from the suspicious human nearby.
In the course of an entire hour, he threw out handfulls of peanuts to a variety of creatures. Some chipmunks and mice decided to visit, taking away a peanut or two for themselves. Several birds flew down, picking up nuts in their beaks and promptly flying away. More and more squirrels also came, at least ten arriving when he reached the last of his peanuts.
Without any extras, he wouldn't be able to attract anything. And besides, he needed to get home. Plenty of uneaten peanuts still lay in his throwing area, so he got up to go and collect them. Bent over, he worked at collecting all the discarded nuts. His attention was grabbed when he heard a pair of footsteps rustle fallen leaves on the ground.
Immediatly, he was up, eyes piercing the immediate area. "Hello?" He called out cautiosly,listening in for the tell tale giggles of children, growl of a bear, or some other sound. In the forest, unknowns were the worst thing you could be faced with.
Unless, of course, those unknowns happen to be smoking hot squirrel women.
From behind a tree stepped two dainty figures. Both of them had modest figures, and, of course, no clothing on. Jacob looked them over despite himself. They looked almost exactly alike, though with ever so subtle differences. Both of them had squirrel ears, and those exotic looking bushy tails, currently raised up. They had curves, no doubt about that. Both probably had C cup breasts; then again, bras were unheard of in the forest. Their fur looked silky soft, though that's where the similarities ended. The left squirrel had a golden brown fur, and a pale white belly that trailed from between her breast, spreading out over her belly, and then ending right above her womanhood. The right squirrel, however, had black fur throughout. Black as night. Neither seemed timid; on the contrary, they seemed to be focused on him and him alone.
Jacob, for all of his woodland experience, knew nothing of the existence of these creatures. In his mind, he couldn't even fathom a squirrel that had the same figure as a human female. Not only that, he could barely fathom that one of them could be as beautiful, nor that the beauty would come in a pair! It was either luck, or he had finally snapped.
Without a second thought, Jacob headed towards the pair, his feet carrying him without any command from his brain. Once he reached them, he stopped a respectful distance away. The squirrel pair stopped as well, leaning close to each other and whispering things that he could not hear. He wasn't paying attention, anyways. Their "feminine assets" had grabbed his attention.
Their tails twining playfully together, the black one said, "Hmm... looks like we have a little explorer, eh Dawn?"
The lighter squirrel, smiling seductively, said, "Why yes, Dusk, we do! I wonder what a man could be doing this far out... and with no equipment, either! A local, you think?"
Dusk, as Jacob had heard, licked her lips. "Of course. I've seen him before. He comes here to feed our lesser brothers and sisters. Such a nice man, isn't he?"
Dawn giggled. "And cute, too!"
Jacob nearly gawked at the two, but managed to keep his mouth shut. He couldn't think of anything to say, but that mattered not. The squirrels were dominating the conversation. Dusk, stepping closer, said, "Well, he certainly is. Look, Dawn," she said, coming within inches of the man and lightly running hands over his chest and arms, "I think he hikes regularly. Maybe even works out too! And he takes some time out of his busy day to feed the animals..." She looked up at him with big, brown eyes, smiling as charmingly as she could.
Dawn soon stepped up next to the other, rubbing her own hands over Jacob's form. "Ooooh... you're right, sis! I think he deserves a little thank you for being so kind and caring." Gently, subtly, Dawn and Dusk both pressed their bodies against Jacob, breasts pressing against his chest, hips pressed forward playfully, so that the human could feel the heat coming from their femenine areas.
Jacob realized all of this, and wanted to badly to say something, to ask everything on his mind. A hard lesson he learned from the forest was to never question good enough, and to just go with the flow if the river took you along. These two femmes were a river of femenine baeuty, all of which had been, so far, directed at him. Realizing this, he said, "Well, I suppose if you two really want... I did share a special pair of nuts for just such an occasion."
Jacob surprised himself, because he never knew that he could be so forward. He surprised Dusk and Dawn because the two sisters had never met a human that was actually willing to fulfill their sexual desires. With a cry of joy, the pair of squirrels shoved Jacob back. He, surprised, fell into that small root cranny he had been sitting in all day. Wasting no time, he pulled his shirt off, tossing the cloth away from his body. Clean sex be damned, he didn't mind doing this dirty pair right on the ground. Besides, the grass was soft enough.
Dusk seemed to have the same quick paced mind as Jacob did. She sat right down in Jacob's lap, grinning at the man. She leaned in and planted a powerful kiss on his lips, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Jacob responded in kind, his own tongue twining around her own. Powerful, muscled arms surrounded Dusk, pinning her agains Jacob's well muscled torso.
Dawn, deprived of any kissing, decided to go for the special treat Jacob had promised. With slow movements, she undid Jacob's pants, pulling them off. His legs raised of their own accord, allowing her easier removal of the clothing. When that was done, she took a peek at his boxers, noticing his many scent and, most of all, his rapidly swelling member. She reached forward and rubbed at his crutch, feeling the hard erection rub against her furry palm through his boxers. Those came off soon enough, and were tossed away with the rest of his cloths.
Dusk smelt his manly musk too, but she had her tongue caught in his teeth, so could do nothing about it at the moment. She squirmed, whining every now and again. Jacob laughed, releasing her and kissing her for a few more passionate moments before trapping her pink muscle yet again. It was a fun game, and one Dusk was enjoying. Had she known how exposed Jacob's manhood was, she'd have been riding him in an instant.
As it was, Dawn managed to get her furry hands on Jacob's shaft. She rubbed him slowly, teasing him with the fur on her paw. After a bit, she'd lick at the tip, he tungue lapping up the pre cum that had started to flow. She couldn't resist the slow pace any longer, and just when Jacob was getting used to the licking, he felt his shaft get engulfed in a warm, moist cavern - Dawn's mouth
His groan alerted Dusk to something else going on, so she released his mouth, turning her head to look back at his crotch. Upon seeing her sister in mid-blowjob, she gave an angry whine. "You started without me!" She climbed off of him, and immediatly crouched beside her sister. "Does it taste good?"
Dawn made a small sound around his cock. Jacob personally was amazed that Dawn was able to completely swallow his length. Not to toot his own horn, but he was a pretty well endowed individual. Dawn, unhindered, kept bobbing happily up and down on Jacob, Dusk taking up a position near his balls. She licked them every so often, fondling his nuts. She was hungry for her "treat".
Dawn increased her speed, sucking hard on him, bobbing more and more. It was too much for him to take, and he exploded inside of her mouth. Dawn gulped, then coughed, releasing his cock. The rest of his semen sprayed onto her face, covering her in a light layer of spunk.
Dusk had tried to catch some, but was not fast enough. So she took the job of cleaning up the cum as he rsister tried to clear her airway. With that wonderful tongue, she lapped up any stray cum, eventually turning to her sister, who had just recovered. Dusk brushed a finger over Dawn's face, licking the semen off of her fingers. The next instant, she was licking all of the cum off of her sister, and when that had finished, the squirrels lips were locked together, and they fondled each other.
Jacob watched all of this, his libido quickly returning as he watched the girl-on-girl spectacle. Eventually, he started to ache for the feel of that squirrel pussy, so he got up, making his way over to them. A quick shove brought Dawn to her back, Dusk laying on top of her sister. The surprise brought squeeks from both of them, and they each looked over to Jacob, who was standing by their exposed pussies. At the same time, they asked, "Do we get our treat?"
Jacob grinned. Dawn had just gotten a healthy dose of cum, so, in fairness, he would start off with Dusk. That decision in mind, he placed his hands on Dusk's rump, pushing her down onto her sister. Dusk had already straddled Dawn for stability, and as Jacob positioned his tip outside of her, she moaned softly. Jacob, as soon as he had the tip inside of her, shoved his entire length into the dark squirrel.
Dusk nearly screamed out as the male entered her, her hands grasping onto Dawn's lightly colored forearm. She grunted with each thrust as the male started pounding her, her mouth open slightly, breasts moving with each movement she made. Dawn, who felt motions and not much else, decided to help out her sister, grabbing her breasts with her hands and rubbing them gently, giving soft caresses to the darkened femme.
Jacob was thoroughly enjoying himself, hilting repeatedly into the slut squirrel that was presented to him. There was no hesitation to his motions, just smooth transitions from thrusting in to pulling out. Speed and power varied from time to time, but it was clear that he knew what he was doing. Many failed relationships had given him plenty of practice in bed. Or, in this case, on the ground.
Dusk was getting completely filled with this human's long rod, and she loved it. She had been trying for years to get a human to fuck her, and now she had finally done what she had failed at! Dawn had come along because the sisters had done everything together. That, and the two could usually find a way to satiate their own sexual desires.
Out of nowhere, Dusk found herself caught in the middle of a powerful orgasm. She screamed out this time, her inner walls squeezing against Jacob's manhood. Warm fluids ran out of her, coating the hot man-meat inside of her.
Dusk's orgasm drove Jacob to another one of his own. While still inside of her, he released his seed, pumping Dusk nearly full with his promised "treat." Cream filling made everything so much better, in his opinion. The thought brough a smile to his face, and before his shaft could get flaccid, he pulled out of Dusk, letting their mingled fluids leak from her pussy while he positioned outside of Dawn. She gasped when his tip pushed her folds to the side, and full out gasped when she felt herself entered as well.
Dusk, recovering from the rough sex she had just endured, was mostly laying on Dawn. Their breasts pressed together, nipples rubbing, the round warm mounds flattened against each other. In such a position, Dusk still felt Jacob against her as he slammed repeatedly into Dawn. Gasps came from her every so often, but she stayed quiet, for the most part.
The same could not be said for Dawn, who was gasping, moaning, crying out loud, and, at times, screaming. She was a virgin, and this was the first cock she had ever experienced. It felt so good to the inexperienced femme. Jacob didn't know this, but he ws in control anyways. Dawn's legs were spread wide, allowing Jacob two handholds in the form of ankles. He kept her legs spread while he pumped her, his manhood, lubricated from both Dawn's mouth and Dusk's pussy, sliding almost effortlessly in and out of Dawn's de-flowered tightness.
His thrusts came fast and hard, slamming Dawn's cunny hard. The pain and pleasure mingled into a sensation she could not overcome. A severe orgasm rocked her body, and she tightened herself around Jacob. Not to be denied more pleasure, Jacob kept forcing himself into Dawn, riding the light squirrel for as long as he could. She screamed out as Jacob mercilessly banged into her, multiple orgasms hitting her body in succession. Eventually, Jacob could not go any farther, and he collapsed onto Dusk's back, spraying the last load of the day into Dawn's pussy. Twitching slightly, the light squirrel gasped for breath, the hot seed making her belly feel warm.
The three exhaled happily at the same time. This would be the start of a beautiful relationship.
Never before had Jacob Young been so thankful for Mother Nature's bounty.
"What can I say? I'm a fan of her work."