EXTRACT FOR
Sting
(Kelly Addams)

It's surprising the distance you can cover in five minutes, and even at a leisurely ramble Helen was soon out of sight and heading toward a low rumbling sound that appeared to come from around a bend in the river.

Swallows skimmed the surface of the water, drinking; she realised as their dainty beaks cut a vee in the calm river as they sped forward. A multitude of insects buzzed in the air around her and chirped and clicked in the bushes that crowded right to the water's edge in places. She had to admit that she was beginning to understand why John loved the river so much, it was actually quite relaxing.

Following the bend she soon discovered the source of the rumbling, although as she arrived she decided it was actually more like a loud gurgle than a rumble. The dynamics of the small river suddenly changed, off the bend it widened dramatically and appeared to almost split in two, closest to the left hand bank where she stood the water suddenly fell, it wasn't a serious waterfall, but still enough to raise a mist that flickered snatches of rainbow in the strong summer sun. Across on the far side the river had formed a chute, the water speeding up as it raced to join the foaming pool at the base of the falls.

It's beautiful Helen told herself, then winced slightly, running and rushing water all around had reminded her that she really should have peed before she left the house over an hour earlier, now the urge was becoming more and more urgent.

Why am I worrying she asked herself and giggled, there was no-one around, she could squat right where she was and release her own stream without fear of being seen.

Again she looked at the water and squeezed her thighs together. Not here though she chuckled as she turned away from the bank, behind those bushes.

The low growth of green foliage offered a perfect place to squat, behind the bushes a steep bank rose, overgrown and rank with weeds, even if someone stood directly above her they wouldn't see, and the leaves covered her from every other angle. Quickly tugging the zip on her khaki chino shorts Helen let them drop to her ankles and swiftly stepped aside to scoop them up and drape them over a low branch. Quite why she had taken them off completely rather than just drop them to her knees was a mystery, but somehow it felt nice to be semi naked, safe yet a little kinky too.

Panties too she giggled, now she felt really naughty, especially as a gentle breeze kissed her shaved labia sending a tingle through her whole body.

Now I think I understand nudists she thought, well maybe not understand them, more understand why they do it if it always feel this good.

Her panties joined her shorts and Helen squatted down into the course grass, the supple stems teasing her pussy in the most wonderful way as she sighed and released her golden stream. 

And then her eyes suddenly flew open wide in alarm as she jumped away in mid flow her pee squirting wildly and covering her legs. 

Something had stung her pussy.

And it hurt like hell!