This Saturday morning, like any other, the 23 year old, blonde, blue-eyed executive secretary was about to start her run again. She pulled her bra up over her nice firm breasts… smoothed out her suspenders to avoid the so-called “long distance runner’s breasts”… as it should be, she wondered if she looked too much like an athlete… whether the boys would be attracted to a woman with big, strong breasts… whether they would be attracted to a woman with big, strong breasts… whether they would be attracted to a woman with big, strong breasts… whether they would be attracted to a man with big, strong breasts. …Would the boys be scared off by a girl with strong thighs and a firm waist? Couldn’t care less about that anyway.
She bounded out the back door and within a few steps was on her usual route, her feet following the rhythm of the music on her Walkman. She followed the road down into a valley and then ran up onto the shoulder of a mountain logging road that abounded along the Pacific coast of the Northwest. Thanks to the view of the secluded valley below, the road looked lovely. She ran and ran and came to a section with amazing views ………
Surrounded by unobstructed views of the mountains, while below are stands of pine forests.
If anyone had seen Kelly, they would have marveled at her stride ……… Her bounding breasts fluttered gently…the muscles in her legs tightened with each step forward…her shoulder-length soft blonde hair bounced up and down with each step bouncing up and down.
There was an open truck speeding up the hill behind her, but she didn’t hear it. She didn’t hear the jerks inside the car and in the wagon laughing and joking either. This road was one of those places where the punks raced and spun in the dust. It wasn’t a big deal for these jerks to drive their cars as fast as they could in the morning after a night in the woods.
The guys in the truck drove the vehicle down the road in an erratic fashion, swirling up dust along the way. Since she was wearing headphones, Kelly turned back more because she felt the vibration than heard the sound.
Kelly ran toward the curb, but it was too late as the left front of the truck’s bumper hit her right crotch hard. The jerks didn’t even see her as her body tumbled through the air. Someone in the car thought they had hit a deer…they whizzed by. Kelly’s body was knocked almost 20 feet off the road and landed heavily on the hillside above the pine forest. That hillside was so steep that she bounced heavily, like a randomly discarded doll, arms and legs scratching blindly around her, and her Walkman flying off her head.
Her body tumbled and hit the top of a tall pine tree. Even if she hadn’t been dead at that point, she wouldn’t have survived the catch. Her body began to roll down heavily in the center of the pine tree…bouncing up and down in the middle of the branches as if she were a ball rolling through a vending machine.
As she landed somewhere in this tree, if anyone had been there they could have heard a very loud sound of her neck snapping. She proceeded to fall, the branches tearing at her clothes.
Just as she was about to sweep the last few branches off the ground, her right ankle got stuck in one of the branches. The gravity of her body’s descent wrenched her ankle almost at a right angle, and there was another clear snapping sound as she jerked to a halt.
Once the startled birds had flown away, the woods regained their calm, with only Kelly’s body swaying gently in the morning breeze. She was leaning on her right leg hanging head down . Her left leg swung open and bent slightly.
Her arms were hanging down, her fingers dangling only inches off the ground. Her blouse hung down over her head, covering it but revealing her bra…her cleavage almost falling out.
Her abdomen was exposed up to her waist, revealing her belly button, which still looked sexy even in death.
Her well-trained stomach dented while her ribs proudly showed. Her gym shorts were still on, though torn and tattered. Beneath the cover of her drooping blouse, her blue eyes remained brightly open, and her mouth was slightly ajar, with a strand of seeping blood slowly trickling down the corner of her mouth.
For the locals, Harry is a “wild man” who prefers to be around forest animals rather than people, an outcast who makes his home in the woods rather than on the flatlands. Even though he’s not old, only in his thirties, he still loves the woods. *1 She longs for female companionship, but he prefers to develop a relationship with “Rosie Palm and her five sisters” *2.
Just as he was stopping at the edge of the cliff to choose a spot suitable for fishing, he heard the familiar sound of the bad boys fooling around on the main road. Those pesky fools, he thought. As the noise of the truck passed, he noticed the sound of birds fluttering their wings and the movement of heavy objects snapping twigs in the distant forest of trees. Then silence returned.
Thinking that the stuff those jerks had still left on the side of the road might be worth a few bucks, he grabbed his packages and started walking in the direction the sound had come from.
If Kelly had been alive, she would have been able to see a rude-looking guy on the outside coming toward her from the woods below.
A skinny guy with unkempt hair and a full beard, wearing a camouflage uniform that made him look like a deserter.
And the scene Harry was confronted with was truly astonishing! There was a man hanging upside down, head first, from a tree. It looked like a woman! He hurried two steps closer to see if there was any sign of life, and without realizing it, he saw her breasts almost falling out of her dress.
He threw the package under the tree and walked over to her, slowly lifting up her blouse to see who she was. Kelly and Harry hadn’t even met up until this point. He leaned down and tried the pulse in her neck…. Nothing.
Her blue eyes were looking back at him. He let go of her loose blouse, and in the force of gravity the whole thing passed over her head and slid down her arms to the forest floor. She hung there, with only her bra above her waist.
Instinctively, Harry raised his eyes through the tall pines to the path above. There won’t be anyone around, he thought. He looked again toward this tree where Kelly’s foot was stuck, only to see that her ankle was bent at a fierce right angle, and the tennis shoe on her foot was nowhere to be found.
Harry had never really seen such a beautiful woman before. He carefully walked toward Kelly and touched her flat stomach. It was soft there and not yet cold. He reached out with both hands and ran them up and down her torso, feeling her soft belly and hard ribs. As his hands moved down to her breasts, he carefully cupped the two breasts, still clasped in her bra, in his hands. This is fantastic, he thought.
Harry pulled out his hunting knife and reached under the band that connected the two cups of her bra with the tip of the knife, and with only a light stroke he cut the narrow fabric in half. Kelly’s bra popped open violently under the force of her restrained breasts! Jesus Christ …. , Harry thought, he’d never seen breasts like that before! As the remnants of Kelly’s bra drifted toward the ground of the pine forest, her breasts fluttered gently before regaining their composure and hanging completely in mid-air…. Her pink breasts were still hard even in death.
Harry couldn’t help himself anymore…. He grabbed her breasts in his hands and started squeezing them gently, then increased the force. He lowered his head and sucked hard on the top of a tantalizing nipple. Biting down with his incisors toward the erect nipple. If Kelly wasn’t already dead, she would have felt the pain. Harry tasted a little blood.
For the first time in a long time …… this was a really long time …… Harry got hard. His camouflage pants really seemed too tight. Looking down at Kelly’s pretty face, he saw her blue eyes staring back at him, and made up his mind that it was time…. This “chick”, dead or alive, is mine, he thought.
Harry pulled off his pants and kicked them aside. He pulled off his dirty camouflage undershirt (personal hygiene wasn’t a major issue in the woods), revealing his hungry thing and bulging balls. He hadn’t vented in weeks…it must be packed full, he thought. Why don’t we get it in her mouth while she’s hanging here.
With one hand on the back of her head, Harry placed his stinking thingy on the heel of her slightly open mouth. Then he moved her head forward and poked his throbbing glans between her teeth, then with that one arch, his thing went deep into her throat. He moved her head back and forth, and with each movement, his cock could feel the “caress”, or just as much as the “caress”, of Kelly’s flaccid tongue. Harry moved her head faster and faster, his crotch touching her attractive throat.
With Harry’s intense thrusting motion in her mouth, Kelly’s limp body rocked there, her breasts fluttering tantalizingly back and forth in a very appealing like a happy dance-like rhythm. Harry was almost diarrhea…. Lashing out his cum that had been building up over the weeks. His balls slapped heavily against Kelly’s face…. His coarse, hard pubic hairs scratched her open eyes as he pushed her head between his legs .
Finally, Harry couldn’t restrain himself any longer, he thrust hard and started to cum. Wave after wave of his semen poured “up” into her waiting throat, a couple of shots almost reaching her stomach! Her mouth moved with the swell of his cock, her head bobbing hard between Harry’s legs, her nose almost touching his ass upwards.
He fell to the floor…. When he pulled his cock out, the vacuum made an audible plop, like someone snapping their fingers. Harry sat with his back against a nearby tree, naked, his cock cock cocked and dripping down, looking at the swaying body of Kelly. What an awesome blowjob *3, he thought.
He sat there, staring at Kelly’s body, and he realized that her mouth was open even wider at this point . No doubt it was all held open by his swollen cock. Looking inside her mouth, Harry could see his cum begin to trickle back down her throat and land on her upper jaw, pooling more and more behind her teeth. Harry smiled as he watched a thin stream of cum pass through the tiny gap between her incisors, spread across her upper lip, and begin to fill her left nostril.
After almost half an hour of watching this other pleasant scene, Harry heard the sudden snap of the branches of the trees above him, and with a muffled thud, Kelly’s body fell to the ground of the woods in a twisted heap, the branch that had once supported her falling over her body.
Harry climbed up and moved those branches away from Kelly’s body. He turned her body over on its back. While being flattened, her breasts were still full and round . A small stream of blood stained one of her nipples.
There was a small water stain on Kelly’s gym shorts due to her dying incontinence. Harry pulled her shorts down to her ankles and took them off, then removed her pee-soaked bottoms. She was naked now.
He leaned down and touched her private parts…. The hairs there were soft and attractive, wet from the piss she’d taken when she died.
He spread her legs and decided to see what a nice “chick” would taste like.
He buried his head deep between Kelly’s legs. Harry licked her pussy lips and pushed his dirty tongue deep into her cunt…. Tasting her piss and pussy with every bite. His thing was hard once again.
He thought briefly, speculating on whether she was a virgin or not ……… What a shame, he thought, that she had never experienced any of this. He placed his hardened thing where it entered her body and began to squeeze in ………
It was slow at first …. But then he leaned in and slammed it in. The walls of her vagina were tight .
It’s a good thing the fluids she shed when she died acted as some lubrication.
He moved in and out with great vigor, moving faster and faster. With each thrust he made, her body shivered with it, and her breasts began their dizzying, lustful dance, teasing him once more. He pushed in harder and harder, entering her cunt whole. And then he ejaculated! His lewdness filled every crevice of her womb ……… His semen washed over her cervix…. His lewdness made her pussy, which was slowly getting cooler, warm again.
Harry retreated exhausted, his wilted thing drooping as he bent over and gave Kelly a tender kiss on the lips, tasting the flavor of her blood and cum mixed together as it dripped from her mouth. Harry thought to himself that if he could, he would have saved this chick for another time and followed it up with another treat. But she was starting to get stiff at the moment.
Harry dragged Kelly’s body under the tree she had fallen from and arranged it in a position where she was sitting against the trunk. Her head drooped forward and her legs were spread wide apart. He thought: it would be nice for me to leave her like this for whatever else is out there.
Harry put on his clothes, grabbed his packages, and retraced his steps back into the woods.