Blade.

She was wearing a little summer dress. I always enjoy her in these, the way the fabric clings to her curves, the way the breeze tantalises with brief glimpses of her thighs as it ruffles the hem.

She leant against the railings of the viewing point on the hiking trail deep in the forest. Her arse wiggling at me, of course no knickers, Sir’s prerogative. I smile at the sight as the brat in her so often just below the surface gently bubbles up to tease me.

Quietly I unsheathed my knife, 6” of black anodised steel and deftly sliced the dress from top to bottom in one swift stroke. I made sure the bra strap was severed in the same movement. I wanted her naked but for her boots.

A shriek of surprise was silenced as my hands grasped her body to mine. Fingers, mouth & teeth on her skin as quickly as possible to avert her reaction. A tap of my boot against hers triggered her change in stance as she leant even farther over the railing planting her booted feet further apart.

My cock freed from my clothing tapped against her buttocks. She reached back and spread them wide for me. Some natural lubricant was all that was required to allow my erection to force its way inside her. I took her against the railing hard and relentless filling the mountains with the noise of our coupling. We came together in a cacophony of sweat, exertion and noise, my orgasm leaving her arse full of my cum.

Apparently she didn’t appreciate the mile and a half through the woods back to the truck just in her hiking boots. I enjoyed every jiggle, bounce and wiggle, mainly from behind watching my cum running down the inside of her thighs.

The rest of that journey was a great deal of fun, 6 hours on the road, lots of happy truckers and many places to stop in for me to top her up.