The summer before leaving for college was a very interesting one for me in terms of my sex life. Just as the school year came to a close, I started my relationship with my girlfriend. We both knew that it wasn’t going to last, but decided to enjoy it anyway. When we first started dating we didn’t do anything too crazy, but after we first had sex she became an animal. Nearly every time we would hang out, she would try to find a way to get me to fool around, always with some kinky new idea. As a result, it didn’t seem too outlandish that on this particular day we decided to get down in the woods.
We’d done it in the woods before and it had actually been a romantic occasion: It was a warm night, and we were cozied up on a blanket, surrounded by a myriad of fireflies twinkling like bright little lights. This time was different though. I drove over to her place and we went for a walk in the woods in broad daylight. She gave me a look that told me she was in the mood to fool around and so we walked until we found dense brush to hide behind. We had to be careful not to be too conspicuous, since the woods were next to a park and people tended to walk along some of the trails.
We began in the same way that we always did; a lot of making out and moaning, hands running up and down each other as we started to pull clothes off. She must have been extra fired up that day because she went straight for my pants before I even had a chance to take her bra off, teasing me before pulling my pants down. She loved to tease me until I couldn’t take it anymore, which would turn us both on. She went down on me for a bit before lying down on the ground and begging me to have sex with her. I was feeling a little sly myself so I teased her a lot before finally giving her what she wanted and she loved it. I’m already a terrible judge at time when I’m with a girl — it seems like hours go by in a few minutes — but this time seemed even longer before she was finally finished. I, on the other hand, still had some gas in the tank so she sucked me off to finish me, which didn’t really take long. We were sweaty, covered in mud and nature, but very satisfied as we proceeded to swim in a nearby river to “clean” ourselves.
The next morning I woke up to a very nasty surprise. My groin was really itchy and I thought to myself, that’s weird, but didn’t really think anything of it. But as I proceeded to get up and change my clothes, I noticed there were red splotches on and around my penis. I immediately groaned, realizing it was poison ivy. The thought of it being an STD had crossed my mind, but I immediately discarded it since my girlfriend and I were clean and I always use a condom. This situation was especially surprising to me because I hadn’t had poison ivy in at least 10 years. I grew up owning part of a forest and spent a lot of time running around in the woods getting covered in poison ivy, but it never affected me. But sure enough, this time my junk was extremely itchy and annoying as hell. Of course she was completely ok; nothing on her whatsoever. My best guess is that she got the poison ivy on her hands but washed it off well enough, but I hadn’t showered thoroughly enough to get rid of it. The rash lasted for weeks, even when I used special cream to it heal faster. Even worse, in about a week I was leaving to fly to Chile. Let me tell you, having poison ivy on your groin for a 12-hour plane ride is an awful experience that I would not wish upon anyone.
Fooling around in the woods is definitely a very fun, kinky thing to do. It comes with the risk of being caught but you also feel more primal, like you’re a part of nature. You feel like you’re alone in a magical world where no one else can touch you, almost like you’re free. I highly recommend it, but make sure you clean up really well afterwards, or you might regret it.