EXTRACT FOR
Jungle Trail
(Daisy Rose)

I hid behind a tree, careful not to make a noise as the group of men jogged past me. Even from behind the shadows, I could see how well-built all the young men were. They looked to be in their early twenties and were all shirtless in the cold. Mist came from their lips as they jogged behind their comrades.



Hard muscles rippled as they moved uphill, each carrying large backpacks of weights that made their journey even harder than necessary. There were about seven of them, all moving in a straight line and urging each other on.



"Slow down, Buck!" the second man shouted, trying to catch up with the leader's fast pace. He wasn't the most muscular of the bunch, but he was certainly the fittest. There was not an ounce of fat on his body and the ease that he exhibited moving in the thick snow made my insides clench. His hair was so blond it could almost blend into the snowy background. They were all wearing identical black boxers with their university mascot printed on their bums.



"You should hurry up, Joseph," he laughed and the sound echoed beautifully into the woods.



Joseph had a mass of black hair that complemented his fair complexion. His grin was almost animalistic. I felt like I had seen him before, but couldn't quite place where.



Their good-hearted banter continued on as they jogged and I learned that the two black students' names were Mack and Greg. The last of the group was a fair-skinned redhead who responded to the nickname 'Puny.'



My fingers lingered on my breasts and I felt my nipples responding to the harmless touch. My pussy pulsed with a sense of urgency that made me shiver in the cold. Unable to help myself, I watched the muscular young men jog past me with my fingers drifting downwards until I was cupping my sex.



With my other hand, I squeezed the soft flesh of my full breasts, feeling the rope press against them. My fingers felt the wetness that had moistened the rope between my slit and I was unable to suppress the moan of pleasure from my lips.



I pinched my nipples between my fingers and pulled my breast forward by the nipple with my forefinger and thumb. The pleasure that rippled through me drove my mind to a blank state of pure ecstasy and I wished the men would hurry away so I could scream and moan as loudly as I wanted.



Puny, the last of the group, gradually disappeared from view and I let go of a breath that I didn't realize I had been holding. A wave of pleasure spiked through me, gushing through my veins as my fingers slipped past the tight rope into the wetness beyond. Moans of ecstasy drifted from my cold lips.



Suddenly, there was a hand on my shoulder, warm and calloused. When I turned around, I was met with a chilly gaze that quickly clouded over in lust.



"What're you doing here?"



His voice vibrated through me and I jumped away from him hastily, fully aware of how utterly naked I was.



"This is private property," he continued.



"I- I-" Words couldn't make their way past my trembling lips and I backed away from him a little more, as if the distance could make him forget everything he had seen.



Piercing green eyes stared at me, drinking in the sight of my naked body. When he caught the sight of my sex, oozing with moisture, the corner of his lips curved upwards. "Perhaps the boys would have some fun with you..."