The Lady Past The Woods

Fbailey story number 400

NOTE: This is much longer than my normal stories.



The Lady Past The Woods


When I was in high school I got an idea for my photography class from a Relaxation CD that Mom had given me a few years ago. I would lie in bed not being able to sleep and listening to the babbling brook. Eventually I was relaxed and asleep.

When I told my teacher about my idea she was excited that I had envisioned a scene to go along with the sound and now wanted to marry them into a movie.

There was a small stream that ran behind my house and through the woods. As it happened I lived down stream and decided to simply walk up the stream slowly taking footage that I would later cut and splice to make it about an hour or so in length. My teacher and I figured that I might need three or four hours to start with. She said that if I found a nice waterfall that that alone might be all that I needed. Of course sound was absolutely necessary. She suggested that I might consider placing birdseed, salt licks, even crickets, near the pool at the base of a waterfall to enhance my chances for nature to help me out. She suggested some fish too.

I knew that I had to check out that stream better than I had ever done in the past. Each night after school I would go further and further into the woods, following the stream, and filming as I went. It was certainly slow going, walking in the water on slippery rocks as I held my digital movie camera. I also only had a couple of hours of good lighting after school but if I got myself organized then I could really do some filming on the weekend.

It took me four evenings to just get through the woods. Just before I exited the woods a sound caught my attention. Then some movement caught my eye. I could not believe what I was seeing but I quickly lifted my camera and started recording. I was shaking so bad that I had to sit down with my back against a tree and try to relax. Even then my heartbeat caused the scene before me to jump up and down. Luckily I found a tree stump to sit my camera on.

What I had stumbled onto was a naked woman getting fucked by a large Golden Retriever. She might have been a little older than my mother, but she sure looked better. Now my mother is an attractive woman by all means but that woman letting the dog fuck her was NAKED, she was pretty, and she had beautiful hair, nice hanging tits, and she had a wonderful voice. It sounded foreign like maybe French or Italian.

As I watched she called the big dog Sir Galahad and she thanked him for having a big cock, sticking it in her, and knotting them together as she screamed out in an intense orgasm. I watched as Sir Galahad twisted around and got butt to butt with her. I then had a great view of her on her hands and knees. She was in a perfect position for me and the zoom feature allowed me an excellent view of her face, her hanging breasts, and her beautiful hair. She was a blonde with long curly hair hanging down both sides of her face and that hair was big and full too. She sort of reminded me of Farrah Fawcett pictures that my Dad had.

I watched her for about fifteen minutes, until the dog released himself from her. I got scared as he started to run right for me but when she called to him he stopped dead in his track and returned to her. If I were fucking her I would obey her every command too. I stayed right where I was until she had gone into her house, then I slipped away quickly.

The next day was Saturday so I took Mom’s car and drove around to her place to ask permission to walk up her stream for my school project. Really I just wanted a chance to see her again and maybe to find out who she was.

When I rang her doorbell she shouted out “Just a minute” and then a couple of minutes later she opened the door wearing a very sexy outfit that consisted of tight short shorts and a see through blouse with a black bra on underneath. She checked me out and said, “Sorry for the delay but I had to get dressed. You see, I’m usually nude.”

I said, “Oh I wouldn’t have minded that.”

She smiled and said, “I bet you wouldn’t. My name is Dominique, now what can I do for you?”

I explained to Dominique about my thoughts on a school project and then asked her if I could walk the stream on her property. She said that I could and she even offered to go with me.

She took me through the house and out her back door. I saw the dog dishes on the floor in the kitchen and asked, “Do you own a dog?”

Dominique answered, “No. I was training a dog for a woman. She wanted a dog with special training. My husband owns a big pet store over in Clyde.” That was a big city not too far away.

As we walked along the stream she mentioned a waterfall with a nice pool below it where she liked too cool off on hot days.

When I saw it I knew right away that that was exactly what I had been looking for. The pool was about twelve feet across and about twelve feet long. A ten-foot waterfall feed the pool and it tapered to a shallow stream at the other end. Dominique told me that it was about waist deep in the middle. The side that we were standing on was like a six-foot rock cliff and the other side of the stream was a nice grassy incline. She told me of the deer and other smaller animals that come to the pool to drink and bathe. I was excited.

We talked about building a blind to hide me from the animals but she suggested that I put my camera on a post and just let it record. That way none of the animals would know any better. She also mentioned that I should talk to her husband about it since he was sort of an animal expert. She invited me to dinner saying that he would be home shortly after the store closed. I wanted to spend as much time as possible with her so I accepted her offer.

When her husband arrived she gave him a kiss that curled my toes. During dinner she asked him about Sir Galahad and he told her that the lady had decided to pick him up on Monday because something had come up.

Throughout dinner we talked about filming the stream pool and its visitors. He had a great idea so we grabbed a few items and then we all walked back out. He placed an old birdhouse against a tree, tilted it, and then nailed it in place. I could open it up, put my camera in there, and protect it from any rain and from being seen. His idea for better sound involved a long cord with a microphone on one end that would plug into my camera port. The microphone was then placed in a hollowed out log to conceal it and protect it from the weather and moved closer to the waterfall. It seemed perfect.

To test it out, I turned it on and then the three of us walked through the water with our shoes off. Dominique went right into the water with her clothes on. The view was actually better than when her clothes were dry. I wished that she had been dressed in white. Anyway the test was fine and the sound was good too.

I told him that I had two battery packs so that one could charge while the other one was being used. I told him that I had several eight-gig cards too and that they were numbered to keep them straight.

He suggested that I try it out the following day, Sunday, and that I record before dawn, around noon, around dinner time, and before sunset.

Dominique suggested that I spend the day with them and charge the batteries at her house. Then her husband suggested that I spend the night too.

I went home and told Mom what I was up too. She was excited for me so I grabbed some more equipment and a change of clothes.

That evening they watched a movie and cuddled on the couch while I sat in a very nice recliner. I kept an eye on them as they made out. His hands roamed over her breasts, her hands played with his crotch, and they kissed a lot. After the movie it was bedtime. Dominique showed me to my bedroom and kissed me goodnight like she had been kissing her husband. As I lay there I could hear some mumbling and then a bed hitting the other side on the wall. I knew they were having sex. I got so excited that I jerked off and shot cum all over the bed. That relaxed me better than any CD I listened too and I fell asleep.

About five-thirty in the morning Dominique woke me up telling me that I needed to put my camera out by the pool of water and that I could go back to sleep afterwards if I wanted too.

Dominique was wearing a black see through neglig?that made her look even more beautiful. She handed me a flashlight and kissed me again before wishing me good luck. As we kissed my hand went to her breasts and her hand went to my crotch. No girl had ever touched my penis before and I liked it. I hadn’t ever felt of a girl’s boobs before and I liked that too. Before our kiss ended I was hard. Dominique asked me if I wanted her to fix it. I had no idea what she meant but I knew that it needed fixing. Dominique then sucked my cock into her mouth and gave me my very first blowjob before telling me to get dressed, take care of my camera, and come back to her.

I did rush out, set my camera up to record, and rushed right back to her. However, we weren’t alone, her husband was sitting in the kitchen watching her fix breakfast. I could not believe that she was still wearing that black neglig?and that he didn’t mind. I was pretty sure that she was wearing black panties earlier but she wasn’t then and she bent right over giving her husband and I a wonderful view of her pussy from behind. Plus I got a really nice view of her puckered asshole too.

Her husband said, “Honey, your vertical smile is showing.”

She replied, “Too bad. My panties were wet from giving both of you blowjobs before breakfast.”

Her husband asked me, “You should give some serious thought to making a jerk-off video too.”

Dominique said, “I don’t want a million little boys jerking off to my uncovered pussy.”

Her husband then asked her, “What if he just made two copies?