Personally, I loved to hike in the forest behind my house. The town I lived in was pretty small, so there was always something new to find when exploring. My favorite places were always the hard-to-find places; the kinds you make special memories at.
I left my house pretty early because I figured I was gonna be out for a while. I found a creek yesterday, so today, I figured I’d walk along it and maybe find something cool. The early-fall breezes felt amazing on my skin, especially after a few hours of walking. The further into the forest I walked, the less breeze, and the stickier the air grew.
The creek began to open up pretty wide with the trees also clearing up a bit. My jaw dropped in awe when I walked further and realized the creek had a waterfall! I peered over the edge – it was only 6 or 7 feet, and the bottom was quite wide and seemed deep enough to jump into. It continued to flow before arching to the right, some-ways down and out of sight. I stopped for a moment to take in the stunning view: the leaves floating down the air and through the currents, the water glistening in the sun, and the bank of the creek coated with shiny soft-grey pebbles.
One exceptionally great feature this place had to offer was the total lack of people around. Not even a speck of trash. There was something about the area that felt slightly off, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I shrugged before I felt the sweat drip off my nose. It was about mid-day by now and it was getting hotter.
I looked back down and thought about jumping. The water would feel amazing right about now!
I wasn’t exactly planning on swimming; though, so I did another quick survey to be doubly sure that nobody else was around before stripping my tank-top and cut-off shorts down to my white underwear. I hesitated to take my tank-top off because I didn’t wear a bra, but I figured it’d be OK since it’s just me. I threw my clothes and bag down to the bank below.
My breasts weren’t exactly the biggest, but they’ve been growing a lot these past years. Last year when I was fifteen, I could barely fit in B cups and this year, they stretch C cups. I’m just thankful I’m not flat chested. Not to sound egotistical, but if that were the case, I’m hopeful that my ass would make up for it. I smiled and rolled my eyes at the thought before stepping to the ledge of the waterfall and looking down once again.
I took a moment to prepare, thought about how cold it might be, pinched my nose and jumped.
I tucked my knees in and cannonballed. It was a little cold – enough so that I could feel my nipples tighten as they began to poke and harden – but it wasn’t awful. It was surprisingly way deeper than I thought, but I eventually felt the soft-rock ground against my feet. I pushed myself up and took a fresh breath as my head surfaced.
I let out an audible “aahh,” as the water was as amazing as I thought it’d be. I flipped my brown hair out of my face and wiped the water from my eyes before I noticed something very nearby swimming towards me.
The water was rather clear all things considered, so the creature wasn’t too difficult to make out.
It was most certainly not a fish – at least, not any type I had ever seen before. It wasn’t a snake, either, but it was kind of similar to it, I guess? It was a lot wider than a snake and both ends of it were smoothly rounded off. Kind of like a worm, but more phallic-shaped. It was pale white, almost as if it were see-through, but there weren’t any internal organs. Or if there were, they were also transparent. It was hard to make out through the water. Naturally, I’m a fan of the outdoors and all of its little critters, so this guy was more intriguing than anything.
I stared at it as it circled around me as if trying to figure out friend from foe. A moment or two passed before he softly headbutts my thigh. I giggled a little bit; this fella was actually pretty cute!
He kind of latched onto my leg almost, and it was a kind of ticklish. Something about the way it felt made me feel comfortable and relaxed. It felt kind of like a dick if I had to be honest. Kind of a slimy or sticky one, but it wasn’t gross or anything. It felt almost as if it was seeping through my skin which felt really nice.
It began to explore by going between my thighs, just a few inches away from my pussy. I kind of jolted at the unexpectedness of it but as it kept going, it went to the hind part of my leg, just underneath my asscheek. I could feel gushes of warmth rushing into my nipples as it was almost caressing me, and I also began to feel a little warm down below.
Was I getting turned on by this little thing? Something about the way this guy felt made me feel like it was totally fine. Normally, I’d be disgusted at myself for even thinking about it. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?
It was basically going in circles, going further down my leg towards my feet. It tickled the entire way down, especially when it got onto my feet. I couldn’t help but giggle aloud before it began to make its way back up my leg.
At this point, I had sat down near the bank where it was shallow. I didn’t really think about where it’d go next, but in hindsight, it would’ve made a lot of sense.
It eventually made its way back up to my thighs. It didn’t seem too particularly interested in exploring my other leg, but instead, it rested on my lap, just on top of my panty-covered mound. It felt nice and I couldn’t help but pet it. It made my fingers tingle a strange, but nice way. It seemed to like it because it began to work its way underneath my panty strap, down my mound, and began nudging between my legs just mere centimeters away from my clit.
I hesitated a moment as I stared at it. I didn’t notice before, but it felt like it was sucking on the mound of my pussy. Or maybe he just started doing it? I wasn’t sure, it was very subtle. It felt really nice, though – like streams of warmth seeping in and traveling over to my pussy, filling my clit up, and back up all the way to my breasts. It felt so warm, and my nipples felt so full they could explode. I couldn’t help but touch and squeeze at them since they felt like diamonds. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, but I somehow felt so calm and relaxed.
I didn’t really think much about it; my mind kind of did it for me as my legs gently opened for this little creature to explore.
He seemed to hesitate a moment as well before completely disappearing underneath my panties. I found a little humor in the fact that my panties bulged in a way that made it appear cock-like, but my humor quickly turned into pleasure as the critter nestled between my pussy lips and began sucking on my clit.
I accidentally let out an audible high-pitched moan as my jaw dropped and my legs quaked. Nothing or nobody had ever made me feel like this. Granted, I had only ever been with two other people, but that was nothing compared to this!
“Ohh what the fuhhh…” I gently moaned to myself as I could quickly feel an orgasm approach. I couldn’t believe how quickly this thing was getting me off! I had never been able to cum this quick.
While the other end of this water-worm sucked away at my clit, I could feel the other end of it exploring my pussy lips and further down to my asshole. I couldn’t help but clench, I never had anal experience, and I wasn’t exactly looking forward to it, either. Somehow, the worm got the idea and made its way back up to my pussy lips before gently spreading them open.
My jaw opened wider, and my eyes rolled back as the worm inched deeper in, slowly spreading my lips further and further open.
The first orgasm was sharp and piercing. Way different than any other orgasm I had ever felt before. I could feel my clit erupt in pleasure as it quickly filled the rest of my body. My legs quivered and my spine felt weak with pleasure, so much so that I had to lie back with my face and ears just above the water. My nipples felt like a beautiful fire as I roughly groped at my breasts, milking as much pleasure I could with each grope. Each wave of ecstasy left my mouth in a gentle, breathless moan.
The second orgasm was right behind it as the worm filled me up, pushing against my g-spot. Again, another amazingly piercing orgasm struck my body down to the core. I couldn’t help but wail in ecstasy.
My clit felt so full of blood – so hard – that it could just explode inside of this worm as it completely engulfed it, gently tugging on it back and forth and caressing every bit of my clit that was exposed. While doing so, the other end finally made its way to my cervix – completely filling my pussy. I could feel it slowly pulse in size, gently growing maybe 2-3 inches in width before shrinking back down in a rhythmic pattern. Despite its size, it felt absolutely amazing. I had never put anything this big inside, but with every inch of me it stretched made my vagina quake in pleasure. I could feel it grow and shrink against my cervix as I think it began to suck on it.
The feeling was indescribable. Orgasm after orgasm shook my core. It felt insane – normally when I masturbate, I only orgasm maybe three times because my clit gets too sensitive afterwards. There was no stopping, now though. My face was riddled in a constant state of ecstasy; couldn’t close my jaw if I wanted to. Every orgasm forced every muscle in my body to clench with my vagina harshly doing so around the worm – he seemed to enjoy it as it only made him wriggle and writhe – only increasing the pleasure.
After a few moments of it tugging on my cervix, I could feel a thick stream of fluids enter. I wasn’t really sure what it was, but I wasn’t really thinking much about it. In-fact, all I could think about were the constant orgasms. I could feel the warmth of the fluids dissipate deep into my cervix, leaving a warm glow deep inside of my womb which only made the orgasms that much better.
With each orgasm, a different sensation in my clit began to form. It took a few minutes – in which I must have came at least six times – but it made my clit wildly pulsate in short intervals, and it felt almost as if it had a mind of its own. Kind of like doing kegels, I guess, without the actual work of any muscles.
I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t really thinking about much, actually. Besides how good this worm felt, of course. In-fact, it was mind-numbingly good.
After another five or so orgasms, I began to feel lightheaded. The pleasure was so much that just about every muscle in my body was constantly clenching in spasms.
Through the ecstasy, a thought crossed my mind that seemed to stand out: When will it stop? I thought. I wasn’t really sure if I wanted it to; however, the vibrations of my muscles had caused me to sink deeper into the creek over the soft pebbles. I struggled to push myself further up on the bank for a few reasons: All I wanted to do was grope at my breasts, and I also couldn’t stop my arms and legs from violently thrashing from the constant orgasms.
Moving myself like this made me feel so weak – like I had just donated a bunch of blood or something.
It felt like hours, but I eventually managed to crawl completely out of the water as the worm continued on as if nothing had happened. It seemed fine to be out of the water.
“Ohh.. gohhddd-“ I breathlessly moaned through yet another orgasm as I realized that it actually had been hours! The sun was going to start setting soon, and I began to grow fearful of getting home at night.
Moving my hand over my breast and down my belly and under my panties was quite a feat; I wasn’t too sure how to get this worm off, but I was hoping it’d be simple. I went to grab it, but it was surprisingly slippery – imagine a bar of wet soap perpetually covered in vegetable oil, but more slippery than that. It was absolutely coated in my juices, and probably some of its own. That was really the only struggle, though. I eventually managed to grab ahold of it and gently pull it away and out from underneath my panties. As I pulled it out of my vagina, it was still somehow tugging at what felt like my clit despite it being a few inches away from it. This little guy definitely didn’t want to go.
Another struggle, but I managed to look down and my heart sunk as the worm finally plopped off my outrageously enlarged clit. Even through my wet panties, there was no mistake; it was quite dick-ish in length and width. Maybe about four inches in length, and about the width of an expo marker.
It was quite flaccid as it flopped upwards against my belly – though not quite as hard as a guy’s cock – but it felt as if it were ready to explode.
Despite the worm being off, the fabric of my underwear sent me into yet another orgasm. I accidentally let go of the worm, which seemed to enjoy sunbathing on the pebbles.
“Wuut the fhhuuckkk,” I moaned. I put my hand underneath my panties to push them off my engorged clit at least a little, which sent me into yet another trembling orgasm. At this point, it was like an orgasm within an orgasm because the trembling also made me orgasm – like a very weak vibrator.
All I wanted to do was sleep and go home at this point. Whichever order was okay with me, but currently, the only problem with that was the constant cumming. My panties might have been off, but even the breeze of the air drying my wet clit would send me into another orgasm. And my panties weren’t off all the way, either – they’d constantly scrape against my clit – but I was so weak I felt sick. Even getting my panties off were a struggle.
Eventually, I managed to push the panties all the way off and – after a few minutes of trembling orgasms – my clit had dried, and all that remained was the incredible after-glow.
Of course, even after a few moments of the after-glow building, it was strong enough to send me into yet another trembling orgasm. I was cumming from nothing! This happened a few more times over the course of maybe fifteen or twenty minutes, each time the after-glow getting slower to build. Eventually, it’d build too slow to continue and would finally begin to simmer. This wasn’t really normal, and I had my suspicions that it had something to do with what the worm gave me, but I was too tired to worry about it – or my enlarged clit. Or about getting home, since resting for a few minutes seemed like it’d be okay; despite that it was going to be dark in a few hours.
So there I was – taking a nap on a bank, practically nude next to an alien worm.
By the time I woke, it was a lot later than I was intending it to be. It was still daylight, thankfully, but not for long. I definitely wasn’t getting home during the day, and at this point, I was extremely worried that I wasn’t going to even get out of the woods before nightfall.
My clit still felt super sensitive, but in the time I was asleep, it seemed to have shrunk a decent bit. Maybe an inch? It was still heart-droppingly large, but I was hopeful that it’d shrink further given enough time.
I looked over and saw that the worm missing from its original spot, and instead, was crawling towards me from the water. It was almost as if it sensed I was awake and decided to come say goodbye.
“Y’know… maybe it doesn’t have to be goodbye,” I thought aloud to the worm, “I do have a fish tank at home.”
I figured it’d work out OK since the tank is decently large, and I’ve been meaning to get more critters anyway since a few had recently died of old age. He seemed friendly enough to live with the remaining ones, too.
I gently slid my mostly-dry panties on, hopeful to not cum again. It felt like heaven, and caused my legs to tremble, but it definitely had declined in sensitivity due to size.
My panties definitely had a notable bulge as I could feel the air flow underneath the fabric and across my clit.
The breeze on it felt amazing, and despite that it wasn’t normal for this to happen, something about it made my heart race and my pussy warm. I could feel myself get a little wet as I watched my clit gently twitch against the fabric of my underwear, slightly pulling the waistband off with each twitch.
“I-Is this what a dick feels like..?” I murmured to myself aloud. There was no way a guy naturally feels this good!
While it doesn’t necessarily look like an actual cock, and it doesn’t get very hard like a cock, it still kind of felt like how I’d imagine one would. It’s kind of like a balloon noodle full of water in terms of how hard it gets.
The way it looked as a whole wasn’t too bad, either. It was actually kind of hot. My pussy lips gently folded underneath the base of my clit, hiding all the internals like normal, so everything was just fine further down.
“Y’know, this might not actually be that bad…” I murmured to myself, thinking of all the potential, “In due time…,” I decided. I had to go home!
Getting dressed in my cut-offs were also quite a hassle – I had to leave them unbuttoned due to how tight they were against my clit, which was pressed against my belly. There wasn’t much room at all for it because the shorts were tight, and if it went down either one of the leg holes it could be seen. It could currently be seen, anyway, due to the unbuttons but my tank-top went low enough that it would hopefully be fine. Besides – it’d be kind of late by the time I get home, anyway, and everyone will be busy in their rooms.
Not to even mention how amazing it felt just to put them on. While it was a hassle, I definitely took my time. As I positioned my clit, I couldn’t help but touch it – the first time I had with my hands – which immediately sent me into another gushing orgasm. I could feel my panties growing wet as my clit writhed and spasmed against my panties and shorts. My clit violently pulsed as it felt almost as if it were growing just a few millimeters with each pulse, and I could feel it harden just a little more as the blood gushed into it.
Even my nipples felt more sensitive. Normally, the fabric of my shirts don’t do much, but it felt so good now! They, too, were hard, but like diamonds instead, and quite easily visible through my top.
Once my orgasm began to ebb, I neglectfully decided that it was definitely time to go. I didn’t have anymore time to waste. That’d be inevitable; though, because even walking caused the fabric of my clothes to shift in ways that made me feel like I was masturbating.
After packing everything – including the worm in a metal water bottle – I began to make my way around the cliff of the waterfall and back up to where I came from. An occasional moan would escape my breath with my face constantly contorted with pleasure. I definitely wasn’t going to make it back without cumming at least once.
I took one last look over the waterfall before leaving. The sun was looming above the arch in the creek, beginning to cast deep purples across the cloudless sky. The rays bounced off the water, reflecting all of the leaves flowing through.
“What a spot!” I thought to myself before turning back and making my way home.