Found while masturbating in nature

by wexife (ao3)

"Ahh!! That's the stuff!"

I gulp down the fresh water from the river greedily, my body flaring up from the hike and the Sun. It's a hot Summer day, and I'm topless in an an abandoned village, bisected by a walking trail. From here, you can see the entire valley below, as well as the mountains on the other side. There's at least two towns, and a small network of roads. You can see minuscule cars moving around, every now and then.

I bring a hand to my head to shield me from the Sun, and see better. If I focus, I can really make out people from here, but it's almost impossible. It's exhilarating, because my boobs are swinging freely in the wind. And I feel my dick pushing to be freed from my small jeans short the same way.

"Eheh..." I grin mischeviously.

So, little story time. This trail isn't the commonly used one, because it passes through this abandoned village. Out of the 3-4 buildings here, only one is still in use, and only during Autumn to store hay for the passing cows of the following Spring. Which means, the chance of someone coming here are basically a perfect zero!

"Pardon the intrusion..."

I reach through the broken glass of one of the buildings, and open the door. The inside is a very simple hostel, with a main room, a kitchen, and a simple bathroom.

After getting the lay of the land, I return to the main room and start to unpack my backpack. I notice that there is a family photo on the wall. Two older persons with their daughter and two big, black dogs. They're looking smiling toward the camera. I smile back, and do a peace sign.

I take out my yoga mat and spread it on the floor. I then take out a latex hood and, after having refreshed myself and wiped off the sweat, pull it on my head.

"Ahh!"

It feels so good, it's clinging to every square centimeter of my face and its back. Holding me close in its tight embrace, like a perverted baloon...

I lick my lips, eager for the next steps of my play.

I take off my jeans shorts so I'm in nothing but my shoes. I catch a reflection of my shameful, exhibitionist self in a mirror. I can't help it but spread my legs and bounce my dick up and go, doing a perverted dance. I even mimic the oinking of a pig.

"Ahah..."

I gulp, and look toward the hostel's door, leading outside. I look down to my backpack, and I hear my heartbeat hard in my chest.

I take out a butt plug, and work it inside me. Then I take a collar, and work it around my neck, until it's held firm in place by its buckle and lock.

"Now I'm no different than you..." I say, looking at the dogs in the photo on the wall...

I take out from the backpack a nose hook. I hold it in my hands, like weighing it... do I want to put this on as well?

Well, there's no harm in trying it. I can remove it if it doesn't feel right.

Carefully, I insert the hook in my nostrils, then work the string upward until it curves to the back of my head, and attaches itself to the collar.

"A-ah..."

The air comes in sharply and somewhat colder with my nostrils pushed back like this.

"This is not bad at all..."

My hard dick is swinging wildly in the air, begging for some attention. Some precum already forming on the tip.

Abandoning myself to my instinct, I cup a breast with my right hand, and it with my other. I close my eyes, and embrace the emotion as it washes over me.

Being in bondage in an abandoned building is the best! I can feel all hair standing on my body, hyper-aware of sounds and vibrations. The thought that I could be found out... no matter how small, the thought is... insane!

I'm close, but I let go and begin breathing deeply, trying to push back the time of my orgasm. It would be a shame to come this far, get in all this getup, and be done so quickly!

I'm hot... I want to go drink from the river outside again...

But... this would mean walking outside looking like this...

I grin.

...

The chill mountain air through my enlarged nostrils feels amazing!

I parade around the village, like a freak, until I get to the river. There, I lean down and drink, closing my eyes, losing myself in the moment.

When I look back up, I notice there is a small bridge a few hundred meters upstream. Curious, I begin walking toward it.

It feels crazy, to leave behind the relative safety of the buildings, my clothes, my dignity. But I've come this far, surely nobody is around these parts except me, right?

I run my hand on the wood of the bridge. It looks well-maintained, probably by the people who come here in Autumn. It has a few nice handrail decorations, in the form of close pinecones. They look a bit like eggs.

I gulp. It looks like they would fit...

I go down to the river under the bridge, take out my butt plug, and use some water to ease a few fingers in. It will have to do as lube. I am fairly loose, so it shouldn't be a problem.

I walk back to the bridge, and run a hand on the egg again...

Oh yeah.

"Hop!"

I jump with one leg on the other side of the handrail, so that I'm positioned with one leg on each side of it. I then raise my butt, and center it over the decoration.

I begin to slowly descend on it.

"O-oh..."

I close my eyes, focusing on relaxing my muscles. It's really big.

"Mmh..."

It's begun to enter me, we're becoming one thing.

I roll my eyes back and breathe deeply. Pushing and moving around, I manage to slide it entirely in my ass. My dick is sticking out like a patriotic flag.

"Holy fuck!" I moan, as I move around, feeling the fullness inside me. It's rearranging my organs, and pushing down on my prostate. Needless to say, I'm in heaven.

"F-fuck..."

I can't help it anymore, I grab my dick, and my nipples, and start massaging them. Here I am, completely naked, wearing a latex hood, a collar, and a nose hook. Fucking a handrail decoration in the wild. If anyone would see me... I would be reported to the police, and my life would be over.

"I'm telling you, this is the wrong trail!"

My eyes go wide! Were those voices?!

"No I've been here before, trust me."

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. I try to heave myself up the handrail decoration, but the stress is making my butt clench, and keeping me firm in position.

No no no no no!!!

"Holy shit!"

"Woah!"

Ahhhhhh!!! My dick betrays me, and shoots a thick rope of cum.

"What the hell?"

"Oh my god!!"

"Don't look!" I yell, unconvincingly, in my perverted getup.

"Oh my god" says again one of the two girls looking at me.

We stay like that for a while, me in my post-orgasmic haze mixed with deep, deep embarrassment. The other two girls, just looking, judging.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"S-sorry..."

The other girl intervenes:

"Are you a pervert?"

"I-I..."

"You're a pervert!"

"I'm not! Please!"

"Why don't you remove yourself from the railing?"

"I... I can't!"

The second girl approaches. She's got short brown hair, and a curious gaze.

"Oh, it's true. You're stuck, huh? You like to do things up the ass, I see."

"P-please, don't tell anyone. Please."

Despite me being mortified, my dick is refusing to calm down.

"We won't tell. Right, Lisa?"

"What?" says the first girl, a bit surprised.

"We won't tell. In exchange, you're going to let me play with you."

"Play with me?"

"You've heard me, slut" the first girl says, cupping my face and stamping a kiss on it.

"Tell me, did it feel good to impale yourself on the bridge?"

"It... it did..."

"I'm sure it did. I'm sure you loved having a public show, to be caught. Was that part of your plan? To have someone catch you as you were fucking a railing decoration?"

"I'm not that type of person! It's... just that..."

"It's just that...?"

"I... I guess I am... sorry"

Lisa laughs.

"You're a freak, that's what you are."

She takes out her smartphone, and points it toward me.

"P-please, don't take photos or videos!"

"Or what? You don't look very menacing right now."

I gulp. I have to try something.

"Please. I'll do everything you want, just don't take photos or videos."

The first girl, who had moved down to sucking on my breasts, and lazily jerking me off, smiles.

"No can do. If Lisa wants to take photos, or videos of you, she will. And you will be alright with it. You have no power here."

"O-okay... thank you..."

"Slut."

Lisa just stays there and presumably films us, while the other girl slowly jerks me off, taking her time.

They're both wearing athletic gear, like they were going for a run. I can see their sculpted muscles and lean figures, through the exposed skin. Even if I wasn't decked out in embarrassing fetish gear, and being fucked by total strangers, while being filmed, I wouldn't have any trouble coming.

And that's what I do, pitifully, while the girls laugh, closing my eyes and feeling my heart jumping in my chest.

"Ahh!! Fuck!! Ah!! AH!!"

The girl pulls her hand away.

"There we go" she says, licking her hand. "Mh, not bad at all."

Lisa finally puts down her phone.

"I'm Anna, by the way. Do you actually need help getting off that thing?"

"N-no, I just need some time to relax."

"Alright. By the way, do you have clothes nearby?"

My eyes shift to the village a few hundred meters downstream.

Anna smiles, knowingly.

"I see. Well, we'll be taking those. You better be quick about it, yeah?"

My eyes go wide.

"No no no no please, you can't!"

Lisa chimes in, with a devilish smile.

"We can, and we will. Don't act like the idea doesn't turn you on, pervert."

Anna again locks eyes with me, and adds with a sultry tone, like she's making fun of me:

"Just imagine it. You're going to have to walk down the mountain dressed like this. What if someone sees you? You will have to explain your situation to them, won't you? It will be so embarrassing for you..."

"Oh, also of course you're going to put this back on" adds Lisa, smiling, holding the butt plug I had left nearby on the floor.

"I'm sure it's not going to be a problem after you took that huge handrail decoration, right?"

"We'll be waiting at the foot of the mountain, just before the woods open and everyone would be able to see you. Aren't we kind?"

"Y-yeah... thank you..."

"Well. Good luck with that, sweetie!"

Anna and Lisa turn, and start to run away. They are vastly more athletic than me, so there's no question that they can get to the foot of the mountain way faster than me.

Which means I have no choice but to take them up on their game.

"W-wait!"

They stop and turn.

"Do I have to wear this?" I say, pointing at my hood, collar, and nose hook.

They share a look, and giggle.

"Of course you do, pervert" says Lisa.

"It suits you!" adds Anna.

I sigh.

"O-okay..."

"Good luck!"

And they take off, leaving me there, stuck wondering how the hell I'm going to explain my getup to someone else. Well, first I need to get off this thing...