A warm breeze caused the trees to sway as Cindy stepped out of her car. The campgrounds were half full of people enjoying the summer weekend. She stretched, her toned muscles stiff from the 2-hour drive. She watched the different people as she walked towards the small information hut. There was an old couple sitting on one of the benches enjoying the view over the large field. Children ran and played on the parks 2 swing sets, while their parents laid out picnic lunches. Several pairs of teens were finding secluded places to kiss and cuddle. All in all it was a beautiful Saturday.
She spoke briefly to the forest ranger on duty and received a map of the hiking trails. There were 6 trails at Mountainside Park, 2 were closed today due to the heavy rains earlier in the week. The ranger mentioned there were a couple of bridges damaged during the storms. The other 4 were open and included a 5-mile trail that wound around the mountain. Cindy knew this trail had a couple of good scenic overlooks and was little traveled by the families and weekend nature goers.
Cindy returned to her car and pulled out a small pack that she used for a purse during the week. She checked it and made sure the sandwich and 2 water bottles were still inside. A blue sedan pulled up with a young couple inside. Something about them caught her eye as she was slinging the pack over her shoulder. She knelt to adjust her shoes as they parked.
A beautiful brunette stepped out of the car, she worn shorts and a knit top which outlined her full breasts very nicely. Her hair was flowing in the gentle breeze, the light highlights picked up the sunshine and made her shimmer in the warm morning sun. Her husband was toned, but not overly bulky with muscles. He kissed her as he reached out to escort her, his hand around her waist. They appeared very enamored with each other as they walked up to the information hut.
Cindy walked back up to the start of the trail. She went slower than usual hoping to bump into the couple. The trails all began in the same place. She waited studying the large map of trails posted outside the hut. She turned at the sound of the door closing behind her and saw the couple walking her direction. "Hello." She greeted them.
"Good Morning." They answered in unison. He was still holding her waist and she was looking at the small map in her hands.
"Perfect day for a morning jog." Cindy stepped aside to share the map. "Make sure you take one of the trails to the overlook." She pointed to a gray rock outcrop on the map. "The views are inspiring."
"Really!" The woman sounded excited. "What is the best way to get there? Is there a picnic area? Are there any secluded areas in the rocks?" She asked several questions without pausing for an answer.
"Dear, not so fast." He took her hand. "We haven't even introduced ourselves and you are pumping this young woman full of questions." He turned to Cindy. "I am Mike and my overly exuberant wife is Amanda."
"My name is Cindy." She shook both their hands. "I don't mind the questions." She smiled at Amanda who was looking at her husband as if to say 'see I was right.' "To answer the first question all of the trails lead to the main overlook." She pointed to a short trail branching off of the main one. "This is the quickest route, but also the steepest." She pointed to another trail leading off from the overlook. "This is a short climb up to another rock outcrop that looks down on the overlook itself. It is very secluded today since they closed the trail due to a bridge washing out." She turned back to the couple. "I usually jog up the main trail and have lunch up at the top of the mountain. They don't have any tables or benches up there, but it is quiet and peaceful."
"Oh that sounds perfect." Amanda turned, practically pleading with her husband to go. "We can get the basket from the car and picnic right on the rock overlook."
"I can't see a reason not too." Mark answered. Amanda could hardly contain herself as she jumped into his arms hugging him. Mark held her until she calmed. "Thank you." He said to Cindy as they returned to the car.
Cindy smiled and waved at them. "Maybe I'll see you at the top." She turned to begin her jog.
The first half-mile was fairly flat around the base of the mountain. There were several picnicking groups just visible through the trees. She encountered 2 groups of teens roughhousing as they ran down the trail. There were only 3 couples hiking today and 2 solo hikers. The ground was boggy and all of the footprints had disappeared by the time the last trail branched off. She continued maybe a quarter mile along the trail before stopping. Her stomach tightened in anticipation as she pulled her shirt off. Her breasts were not huge, C-cup, but they swayed a bit as she resumed her running. Her nipples stiffened in the constant breeze. She gasped every time an errant branch crossed her path and swatted her across the chest. The sweat began to bead and roll down her forehead and chest. She shivered as the dripped down onto her sensitive breasts. Her heart raced from the jogging and from the exhilaration of her exposure. This is the feeling she came here for.
Cindy wondered what would happen if the couple she had met earlier were to come strolling down the path. Visions of groping hands filled her mind when she ran through the spider web. She flailed at the air and stopped running. The sticky webbing was tickling her skin everywhere it touched. Her mind screamed and her body shivered. She pulled at it with her hands until she remembered the water bottles. She dumped half a bottle over her face and chest and rubbed the wet webbing off. Sitting on a stump she recovered her senses and reassessed. She drank some of the water and picked the last of the webbing off. She shivered again thinking about a creepy crawly spider binding her in its web.
The spider snared her in the sticky webbing, but strangely enough the face of the spider resembled the young man Mark from earlier. He bound her arms and legs in webbing wrapping them tightly. Her midsection was exposed as he hung her up beside another woman. Hanging upside sown she turned slowly in the breeze. The other woman swung around and appeared to be Amanda. She was totally nude except for the webbing on her arms and legs. She was smiling as she turned around. Spider Mark approached and began spinning her with his long hairy arms. He used four arms to maneuver her around, making sure to brush over her breasts as much as possible. She gasped and moaned in pleasure. He stopped her swinging by placing an arm between her legs and holding her still. Cindy watched helplessly as the two played until she felt a wet spot forming between her legs. It felt cold and spread down her thighs.
She shook her head and realized she was daydreaming. Her water bottle was pouring out onto her lap. "Damn!" She jumped up and looked at her soaked shorts. She collected her things and put her shirt back on, just in case. She resumed her run.
The remainder of the trip to the overlook was uneventful. She was relieved nobody was there to see her dripping shorts. She made her way over to the closed trail and looked around. Seeing nobody watching she walked up the trail about 50 yards or so. Certain she was alone she removed her shirt and shorts. Her heart raced, as she stood naked in the woods except for her shoes. She found a sunny spot and laid out her shorts to dry. The shirt she packed into her bag and then headed up the trail.
The trail was only a half-mile, but much of it was at a very steep incline. The bridge over a small creek was damaged, but easily crossed. She rounded a corner and broke through the trees onto the smaller rock outcropping. Below her was a vast expanse of forest reaching towards the distant valley with its small town just visible at the horizon. The rock was cool on her skin as she sat down to eat. The noise of animals and trees accompanied her as she ate. Below she could see the overlook and a couple of people stopped to look at the view.
She sat and enjoyed the sun soaking into her skin. She spotted Mark and Amanda below preparing their picnic lunch. They were unaware of their observer.
Amanda laid out the blanket and Mark opened the basket. They had sandwiches and a couple of containers with fruits and vegetables. They enjoyed their lunch while the group of boys who had followed them up the trail looked about and then headed back down for their own lunches. "I think we are alone." Amanda whispered in Marks ear and nibbled on the lobe.
He looked around. "It would appear so." His hand slid up under her shirt. His fingers gently pulled at her nipples through her bra. "Just think." He kissed her neck. "Anyone could come walking down that trail." He nodded towards the wooded trail.
"Oh yes." Amanda moaned. "That is so exciting." She tingled at the thought of being discovered.
