Onwards

She was now on the trail again. It was a lot better than where she just came from, but she could hardly be at ease here. Any moment another hiker could be coming up the path to run into her. Julie kept a **** eye out for places to hide as she hurried down the winding trail. She was making good progress, and could already smell the ocean air. Even so, her head was spinning trying to figure out what she would even do when she got down there. She snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of more voices. A group of people was heading up towards her. Julie spun around to find a place to hide, but there was nowhere but the dense and prickly foliage. With no other option, she began to move into the shrubs. Almost immediately, branches latched unto her shoelaces and plants stuck to the fabric of her socks. She soon found herself trapped in place, hardly two meters off the trail and still in full view.

She decided to untie her bulky boots and slip out of her socks so she could free herself. She got out of them quick, but it was painful to move barefoot through all these plants. She was **** enough to bear it, though. She emerged into a small grassy clearing, where she laid down to remove herself from view. She was utterly helpless as she watched the group of students appear in the spot she had only just been. They noticed her abandoned socks and boots, and Julie heard them discuss taking them. She heard how they noticed they looked to be in good shape, and how it would be a waste to let them become garbage in this otherwise beautiful natural landscape. Sure enough, they took her boots from where they lay and stuffed them in one of their bags. If Julie didn't intervene, she would have to make the rest of this humiliating journey barefoot, which would greatly slow her down.

To make matters worse, the group of strangers decided to take a short break right there, effectively trapping Julie. She sighed softly, quietly rolling unto her back. She basked in the warm sunlight, closing her eyes. Her hands slid across her nude body, from her neck, along her breasts, across her flat stomach and ending cusped around her pussy. She'd almost forgotten how horny she must have been to strip naked in the first place. In fact, she was pretty horny still.

If she was waiting here anyway, in the blessed Greek sunlight, she might as well take this opportunity to indulge in her fantasies a little, right? Once again her slender fingers began to rub her clit in tiny circles. She stifled a soft laugh. It felt absurdly good. Her fingers burrowed deeper between the folds as she rubbed her clit harder. A steady pace, quiet, shaking breath. She couldn't make a noise, even as she'd become sopping wet.