A nightmare & a hunting lesson

I'm in a clearing of tall grass and my heart is hammering in my chest, I feel goosebumps on my neck as I know I'm being watched. I start to run fleeing swiftly; behind me I hear feminine voices in pursuit slowly gaining on me. I push my legs in a dead sprint as I weave through the grass. Slowly they are getting closer and closer. I am about to turn to view the pursuers chasing me when I feel a new presence in front of me. I see a arm going to grab a weapon...

I wake in a cold sweat in the morning air. I'm alone on top of the rock where me and Nadya watched the stars last night. I spend a few minutes waking up and drinking some of the water in the pool below as I shake off my dream. My leg is doing better this morning, the brace allowing me to move at a slow pace without pain. I find a branch nearby and fashion a walking stick to help with my mobility for the day. I start to clean my staff using stones to rub of excess branches and bark from the walking stick. As I'm putting the finishing touches on my creation I hear Nadya's voice.

"I'm glad to see your somewhat handy, though trust a man to start with a big stick" she grins.

"I've been off gathering herbs for later, how was your morning?"

"Not bad, though I think the story from last night spooked me. Women were hunting me down in my dreams last night." I say attempting to guilt her a little bit.

"Women you say? I think you'll have your hands full with me." She smirks as she admonishes me.

I blush "Definitely, luckily the dream didn't last too long. I saw a separate person drawing a weapon in front of me and the dream ended."

Her expression momentarily darkens, then brightens as she says, "We should work on rehabilitating your bad leg today, maybe I can start teaching you how to hunt later."

She starts to lead me back to her hut. I notice the intentional placement of her feet as we walk, moving as to not to make a sound. The muscles of her toned legs allowing precise movements. Her hips start to move in a more exaugurated movement while we walk and I momentarily zone out remembering how good her ass felt the night prior pressing into me with all her strength...

I think about her offer to teach me how to hunt. I slowly begin to move towards my target, my eyes on the prize of her muscled curvy ass. Slowly I close with Nadya my movements matching the sway of her ass. My focus completely on her ass, I lean forward using my staff to balance. My other hand reaches for her curvy perfection...

I am thrown of balance as my staff knocked away by an aimed kick. I sprawl forward landing on my back head landing by her posting leg. She her other leg returns to the ground framing my face and providing me an upskirt view of her flush wet pussy.

"Well, I thought I said we'd work on hunting later John" Nadya says as she looks down on me with an impish grin. "But I guess we can start now. Your first lesson is that a unprepared predator can quickly become prey."

I blush as she slowly shakes and lowers her pussy each moment bringing her glistening sex closer to my face. I start to feel her heat and smell the athletic musk of her sex as her pussy slowly envelops my nose and upper jaws. I take in heady breaths as she becomes my world my nose warming with her heat and my tongue tasting the primal lust of her pussy.

She starts to slowly move her hips, messaging my face with a damp warm heat. She lets out barely audible groans as she establishes a rhythm move back and forth. I time my licks with her motions letting her body and sounds conduct my movements. I move one hand to message her lower back and to feel the movements of her incredible ass as she works my face. As her soft groans turn into louder moans. I frantically buck my hips attempting to take control and fuck her. But her legs keep me pinned.

Losing myself in need I guide my other hand to my straining cock and begin to pump it furiously. Observing her pussy so close to climax and tasting her need have me at the edges of arousal. Her hands come down and message my scalp, the pleasurable movements of her hands slowly driving all thoughts but pleasure from my mind. As she rides me her sweat and juices lubricate her movements further perfecting her exquisite movements.

Slowly as her legs tighten. Inevitably she attacks my mouth with increasing need, each soft pass of her labia or nudge against her engorged clitoris slowly devouring my world till there is nothing left but HER.

Our worlds contract. Everything shakes. She screams into the surrounding jungle while I scream into her molten depths. I'm flooded by her love as ropes of cum jet out of my cock. Each contraction of my cock carrying a strength and volume that would make any man proud as I paint her back.

Slowly I become aware of both of our panting breaths as we bask in a restful afterglow.