Leah tries to enjoy the great outdoors

Leah sighed as she dropped her backpack and suitcase to the ground. A 3-hour bus ride had wiped her out and she was finally ready to enjoy her weekend vacation.

The Emerald Pines were advertised as the perfect getaway, not too far from the city, but surrounded by nothing but nature. Her cabin was the furthest away from the entry gate, she liked the privacy. She was overworked, under-pleased, and ready to enjoy 3 days of relaxation.

But before she could get started, she was in **** need of a shower.

Stripping off her sweaty clothes, freeing her bubble butt and perky bust, she found the bathroom an immaculately bright and clean haven. The water pressure was like a masseuse’s elbow on her spine, releasing tension in all the right places. She almost gave in to the need to bring it downstairs, but relented. She had everything she needed for that kind of stress relief packed securely in her luggage, and she was planning on going all out tonight.

Stepping through the steamy glass door, Leah wrapped herself in what she could only describe as the softest cotton towels she’d ever felt. As if she were being hugged by a cloud, she floated from the bathroom to her balcony.

She carefully peaked about, making sure no stray hikers or neighbours could see her. But she was alone, the closest cabins barely had an angle on her. So, she took things further and leaned over the railing, soaking in the sights and sounds of nature. Birds singing and trees rustling put her mind fully at ease.

A little too much.

Feeling brave, Leah decided to enjoy her vacation in the way she saw fit. So, ever so gently, with just the right amount of pause, Leah pulled the fluffy white towel from her body and let it fall to the balcony floor.

What a sight she was.

“Au naturale in nature,” She said aloud to herself, before letting out a giggle, “I’m sure the boys at work would love to see me like this in the office.”

She drew her hands gently down from her shoulders, past her chest and over her stomach. Feeling every sensation of her bare form.

“Fuck,” She whispered, placing her fingers between her legs, “I needed this.”

Leah was lost in her imagination. Picturing the hunky men from her office servicing her every need, and maybe some of the scrawny ones too.

Her wet lips dripped eagerly as she spread them open and rubbed teasingly upon her clit. She leaned forward again, feeling the rough wooden railing against her stomach. She had bent herself almost completely over the edge as she felt a surprisingly fast orgasm approach. Oh dear how she needed this.

Sadly, her satisfying end was ripped away when gravity took over.

Leah’s teasing meant she hadn’t noticed when she leaned too far. Her eyes opened in shock as she was already tumbling over the edge of her balcony. Most of the cabins in the Emerald Pines stood on stilts for no other reason than; “It looks fancy,” which meant that Leah was falling from the second floor.

In any other situation, someone in such a predicament would face some broken bones, maybe a bruised backside if they were lucky. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Leah’s balcony was situated over a pool of mud, and it was deeper than it looked.

With a burbling splash, Leah landed square in the mud, naked as the day she was born, with her fingers still tenderly pressed against her pussy. Her shock of falling turned to incredible relief as she realised while submerged that she was uninjured.

Pulling herself to the surface with a gasp, Leah looked around rapidly, making sure she hadn’t been seen. She pulled herself out of the pool of mud and a little piece of her brain felt satisfaction as it ran down her naked form, squelching between her tits and her legs. God, she could feel it between every crevice. She couldn’t imagine how she must have looked, breasts squeezed behind her arm, another between her legs, her hair matted to her back, with a shiny coat of mud covering her entire body…

Fallen leaves immediately stuck to her feet as she stood up and looked around, she could feel herself getting dirtier every second. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, this is just my luck.” She muttered, hearing the distant sounds of conversation. She had no idea if anyone or anything was nearby.

The entrance to her cabin sat within clear view of several others, so getting back inside safely would almost definitely be out of the question right now. She didn’t want the reputation of the nature freak who got naked and jumped into mud on her first day here.

Thinking things over, Leah was torn between sneaking back inside, trying to find someone to ask for help, waiting till nightfall, or finding the showers to at least get clean. A pit formed in her stomach as she tried to remember if she had locked her front door or not.

As she thought, she realised that her right hand was still very much working subtly on her clit… There was no way she was enjoying this, right? No, no, definitely not…