My romantic life was on the skids. Night after night I went to the lesbian nightspots. My friends were always telling me about how they had met their true love at a club or at least found a great sexual playmate. But, all I ever got out of the experience was a hangover from drinking too much at the bar while trying to look cool. After months of having no luck on the dating scene, I had resolved to live out my life as a hermit. That’s what they make toys for, I thought to myself.

It wasn’t too bad at first, but as the weeks passed my cats started to give me a look that seemed to say “Don’t you have somewhere to be?” The sad part was I agreed with them. One Saturday morning, I decided enough was enough. I just had to get out and go somewhere. I figured a short road trip would do me some good. I was driving along the interstate when I saw the signs for a nature preserve. It might be nice to get outdoors and enjoy some fresh air, I thought. The place had several trails open, but I decided on the one that wrapped around the lake. The park ranger told me to be careful of snakes and to watch for the big spider webs that were along the paths. I was suddenly very glad that I had dressed in jeans and hiking boots before leaving the house.

The park was beautiful with the canopy of deep green leaves covering the walkway. The only sounds I heard were from the birds and squirrels. It was such a change from the loud bustle of the city streets at home. I made my way down to the lake and found myself a nice shady spot to sit back, relax, and watch the wildlife. The sounds of nature had nearly lulled me to sleep when I heard the sound of footsteps.

My eyes opened to see the figure of a stunning woman coming towards me. My heart skipped the proverbial beat as I took in her beauty. She was taller than me and lean, very athletic. Her long blond hair hung in a loose braid, swaying from side to side as she walked. Her hiking boots and outdoor attire, complete with khaki shorts and white cotton button up shirt, hinted that she was probably a regular on these types of outings. She looked as if she were heading out on an expedition to some exotic location.

“Oh, hi. I didn’t mean to disturb you,” she said.

“No, you didn’t. My name is Janice.” I waved casually. I just couldn’t let her getaway. “You can join me if you like.”

“Sure. I’m Kara.”

She plopped her backpack on the ground beside me and the two of us fell into easy conversation. I had just met this woman and we were talking like we’d known each other for years. It turned out she was in the same boat as me, tired of the dating scene and, she too, was a recent convert to the hermit lifestyle. I had asked what bars she had hung out at and I recognized the names as some of the same lesbian clubs I had frequented. How could I have missed this stunning woman as many times as I had been in those places? I couldn’t help but fantasize about the hot sex we could have had if we had hooked up at one of those bars. I could almost taste her lush lips and feel her breasts in my hands. My pussy dampened at the thought and I was overcome with a need to take her in my arms and make my daydreams a reality, but I managed to restrain myself. I wasn’t certain, but from the look on her face it seemed Kara might be having the same deliciously naughty thoughts. Suddenly, she turned away as if afraid she might have been too forward in some way.

“Are you hungry? I have some snacks if you are,” she asked reaching for her satchel.

Her words shook me from my erotic reverie. I was hungry, but not for food. I wanted Kara.

Kara had begun to rummage through the contents of her bag when her hand brushed against mine. The sexual energy between us had been growing since she sat down, but now it was undeniable. Without realizing it, we had stopped talking and were gazing into each other’s eyes. It was that moment before a first embrace with a new lover. Our lips brushed in a soft kiss before my tongue slipped between her lips. She greeted it frantically with her own as her hand ran the length of my leg. I felt her fingers tug at my zipper while her other hand moved up my shirt. The sudden pain as she pinched my nipple sent a chill through my body and I wrapped my legs around hers, pulling her close. Her blouse unbuttoned easily, allowing me to reveal her breasts. The nipple tasted sweet as I took it into my mouth and sucked. She moaned, pressing my head into her chest as her hand slid into my unzipped pants. Her fingers rubbed my clit to an erectness I had never felt before; it felt hard and engorged as a phallus in need of release.

We lay back on the ground, the leaves crunching behind my head as she relaxed on top of me. Her hand found its way into my panties and her fingers darted inside of me without hesitation. They moved slowly at first, but they increased in speed and urgency with each thrust. I lifted my shirt giving her access to my breasts. She hungrily sucked the nipple through the soft cotton. Her tongue flicked the tip and with each movement my insides grew moister. My hips arched forcing her to penetrate me deeper with every move. She began to plunge more frantically inside me, her fingers teasing all of my secret places. I grabbed her wrist and pressed it onto my swollen clit, sending waves of euphoric warmth throughout me. She sucked my nipple harder, biting it with the tips of her teeth. It was the perfect balance between pleasure and pain as her hand continued to work inside of me. Suddenly, she lunged it deeper inside forcing the firmness of her palm onto my clit. I felt every muscle in me tense and relax over and over again as the orgasm shook my body; sheets of my nectar enveloped her hand and dampened my panties. I was left spent and shaking from the release.

Kara smiled down at me before planting a long kiss on my still quivering lips. It calmed my body and rekindled my desire. I reached behind her, cupping her buttocks in my hands. They were firm and plump under the stiff fabric of her hiking shorts. I ran my fingers across them before settling on the taut muscles of her thighs. I grabbed a leg in each hand, spreading them wide over my waist. I ran my fingers up her shorts, pulling her panties away from her moist pussy as she straddled me. I slid one hand inside while the other worked her clit. Her muffled moan of desire escaped through our kiss as the tip of her blond braid tickled my still exposed breast. Her juices moistened my hand as I worked her into a heated frenzy. She moved her hips in an urgent rhythm on my hands and I responded by plunging my fingers further into her. Her body writhed as it moved in circular motions, grinding her clit against my thumb.

Kara was so caught up in the moment that even the slightest touch was euphoric for her. I licked my lips before wrapping their moistness around the tips of her breast. Her sighs of pleasure encouraged me as I began sucking, harder and harder until it seemed I would take all of it into my mouth, devouring the soft creamy flesh. Kara was unable to suppress the orgasm sweeping across her, forcing her body to convulse as her sweet juices covered my hands and coated my crotch.

She collapsed on the ground beside me. We looked into each other’s eyes for a moment, sharing a deep kiss before composing ourselves. When we were sure we would be presentable to any passerby, Kara rested her head on my shoulder and we lay there for hours talking and cuddling before we decided to grab a bite to eat. As we made our way back to our cars, I realized I had found that special someone in her and that neither one of us would have to be alone ever again.