secret garden

everyone so much enjoyed my last vist to the nursery that it got me thinking...i used to go wandering around this very large public park...lots of trees and little trails...and i remember taking a picnic lunch and some books so i could read/write outside...

i actually fell asleep...but when i woke up i was in a daze of sorts...i had been dreaming...a rather lovely dream...of being asleep in a park and being awakened through arousal, rather like the anne rice "beauty" trilogy (if you have never read them, you should try them...i remember reading them when i was in high school years ago)...in a half-dazed, half-aroused state i could hear myself moaning...i lay there on my blankets with one hand rubbing myself through my shorts...so very sensitive and aroused...

i opened my eyes and looked up at the trees that stretched out, seeming to reach out to one another in an elegant, ancient embrace...time meant nothing to me...i felt the shelter of nature all around me...the soft buzzing of insects...the twirling leaves that floated down from arched branches...i reached down inside my shorts and felt the wetness through my panties...

i didnt even look around...it didnt occur to me that anyone would be around...it was a long, slow exploration of my soft, wet folds...i wasnt completely shaved at the time and i enjoyed tickling the short, soft hairs that surrounded my pussy...i have always loved that my pussy hair is so very soft...not coarse and curly...so soft that i have had men comment on the softness...

my fingers were covered in my juices...i could feel it leaking down between my ass cheeks...my clit felt like a firm, velvety button...when i came, my entire body shifted and tightened...without fixing my clothes, i rolled over onto my side and fell asleep...the smell my pussy still on my fingers...

it was one of the most beautiful days...

cg