It was the first week of July.
A tropical storm just passed, I was unable to go out for a couple of days and it started to get to me. So even though the rains had unearthed every single bug and the humidity was making even 28 degrees in the morning feel unbearable, I decided nonetheless to take a hike.
I’m still wondering if I’d classify it as one of the best choices I’ve made or one of the worst.
It started normally enough, at least as normal as a hike up Mount Nunobiki might be. Sweat started to cover me when a small breeze started blowing. It was so crisp and fresh you’d forget for a moment that it was the middle of summer.
I stood there in order to let it cool all the sweat off, but then its direction shifted to one side so I turned around. It started dying down so I started chasing where it came from, almost like hoping I’d be close to its source… and shockingly, that’s what happened.
I didn’t really have any plans so I decided to follow those whims and chase the wind, which took me to the forest to the side of the road.
…! … … …!
A few paces into the trees I stopped to take in the breeze I’d been chasing so vehemently and take in the sounds.
It was all there, the singing of birds, the rustling of smaller creatures, even the annoyance of the odd mosquito here and there.
…! … …! …!
But my mind kept coming back to the whistling of the wind…
Wooooh… ehhhh…
Why it almost sounded like words, or at the very least like a voice singing something.
Ahh… Ooohh… Ehh…
…wait, that’s exactly what’s happening.
Ahhh Oooohhh Eh… Arraoooeh…
It was a youthful and melodious voice, like a girl in a chorus.
…eh Aaaaahndaaaaaoooeh…
Every time the wind blew, the words seemed to travel with it, and my curiosity was burning me, so I decided to chase the wind and this sound.
…oooeeeeeh Aaaaaaltaooooooeh…
Step by step I was taken to a clearing with a river and there I found the source of the sound.
Resting on a rock near the water was a naked young woman.
Head to toe her silhouette was the very image of smooth continuity. Thin and svelte, but no sign of visible bones, athletic and yet without any defined muscles, her proportions made her look very young and yet she was undeniably an adult.
Her skin was dark, but with a glistening that kept reminding me of new leaves sprouting in spring. Her eyes were of an arresting green that was hard to look away from even at this distance, a hue of green shared with her long wavy hair of all things.
At this point curiosity got the best of me and I tried to see if the carpet matched the window and the curtains, but… no signs of pubic hair, really adding to the youthful impression she gave.
“You can get a better look if you step in closer, you know?”
My heart went to my throat and my blood to my legs, were it not for how melodious the voice was I would’ve ran away then and there.
Instead, I looked at the source of the voice and her inviting gaze was hard to say no to.
To this day I couldn’t tell you what exactly prompted me to take those fateful steps ahead to accept her offer.
The forest lady came down from the rock she was laying in, and rested with her back against it, giving me a better look… probably deliberately so, even.
She was shorter than me, her head reaching around my stomach at most, which didn’t help my earlier impressions that she was shockingly youthful. But even more than that, set against the soil and the wild grass she felt like such a natural part of the environment, not like you’d mix her up with a tree, but more like you wouldn’t question her presence here being as natural as those trees surrounding the clearing, or the river.
Meanwhile, a part of my brain was making a list of things that I wouldn’t think properly about until later, like for example the fact that there was no clothing or bags or… anything else, really, in sight.
“You like what you see, then?” The forest lady put a finger to her chin as if thinking while examining me.
She wasn’t wrong, she was stunningly beautiful and I was having a hard time alternating between looking at every centimeter of her body and her green eyes. But even if my body was focused on her beauty, there was a different beauty I kept thinking about.
Her voice, that voice that was carried by the wind.
The forest lady relaxed and smiled a smile of satisfaction.
“Do you wanna learn then?” She said while sitting on her folded knees “How to sing the wind?”
Singing the wind?
“Yes, it wasn’t just my voice being carried by the wind, my voice was the wind blowing.”
And she can teach that?
“That I can!”
She signaled me to sit down but I declined and she shrugged before continuing.
“There are three sounds you need. Ah, eh, and oh.”
I repeated. Ah, eh, oh. And when I did I noticed that those are sounds where you can switch between them with minimal changes in your mouth movements.
The forest lady nodded pleased.
“There are six directions: North, South, East, West, Up, and Down… well, there’s also a center, but it’s more of a relative center. When I sing, I’m the center, and when you sing you are.”
She put her hand on her chest as if to measure her breathing.
“You start your song with an Ah, that Ah is telling the winds to heed you as the center. You then take the three sounds and depending on which three you use it will be the direction of the wind.”
She paused, as if wondering how well I was following along, but I was, she had my undivided attention in that moment.
“So let’s say you want the wind to blow to the west. The west is Ah Eh Oh.”
But if you start with an Ah, how do you differentiate which is the Center Ah and the West Ah?
The forest lady gave me a proud smile.
“When that happens you just interject any consonant sound you feel like in the moment. You can do that at any time, but especially to separate those two Ah.”
That gave me pause for thought, though I didn’t realize why at that moment.
“And so you go…”
Aaaahhhhhrrrtaaaaeeeeooooohhhh….
As her beautiful voice flew from her lips a breeze blew from behind me and then hit her from the front. The wind made all of her long, wavy, green hair flow behind her, giving me the clearest look to her whole body I’d gotten yet.
She grinned mischievously and continued.
“North is Eh Ah Oh, East is Ah Oh Eh, South is Eh Oh Ah, and I’ve already explained West. Up is Oh Ah Eh, and Down is Oh Eh Ah, but keep in mind that making the wind blow in those last two directions might be tricky.”
Wait, that’s why the rule about how to continue from the central Ah was nagging at me.
The singing I heard had that, the wind was blowing eastwards, that wind was the breeze I wanted to chase to cool off.
“Very observant!” She smiled “But not observant enough…!”
Not observant enough? What am I missing?
I mean I was chasing what direction the wind was coming from after it…
…after it changed direction.
After it changed direction and led me here…
I turned to her only to be buffeted by a cloud of dust. I covered my face and by the time I had blinked away all the dust I immediately noticed two things.
The first was that my clothes had vanished like a pile of sand crumbling from the wind blowing, I was completely naked in this clearing of the forest, the wind gently blowing in places where it had never done so.
The second was that the lady of the forest was no longer there, but my questions as to her whereabouts were short-lived the moment I felt her hands on my chest.
“Shhhhh…” She immediately preempted my incoming resistance “Let yourself go… relax…”
I could feel her naked body pressing against my back, each curve, each soft and hard area. Her skin was cool as someone that just came out of the river, but it was a coolness that gave way to her body’s own warmth.
As she hugged tighter and the pressure intensified, I could feel more and more of her in relief. Her heartbeat, her breathing, even her ear as she pressed herself against my back. Awareness of this last detail then instilled a growing awareness of how weird it was that her head was in the middle of my back and yet I heard her voice as if softly whispering in my ear.
Admittedly, in the ranking of weirdness I’ve experienced today it was relatively low, but the weirdest question remained…
“Why you?” The forest lady said, letting her grip go a little, grabbing one of my hands and guiding the other one behind me and to her body “You just smelled nice from the hiking road and I wanted to see you…”
“And when you finally arrived? Oh the musky smell of lust the moment you saw me was overpowering…” As my hand went from her leg to her ass, she shifted more to the side as if to make the groping easier “Such a rich fragrance combined with the sweet citrus-y aroma of your curiosity.”
It was then that her free hand, the one I wasn’t holding hands with reached my dick.
“So why do you deny me the pleasure of both scents mixing?” Her hand felt so warm as my already half-erect dick started hardening to its full length “Why not let your lust be as free as your curiosity?”
Her tone went from hurt to accusatory as she started stroking me. Her voice, still a whisper in my ear, remained level.
“The way you looked at me, the way you ate me with your eyes, the things you wanted to do to me with this penis…”
Her stroking intensified and my hands started gripping harder at both her ass and her other hand…
“So come, show me how much you would’ve filled me if you had chased your desires!”
I was at my limit, her ass in my hand, her body pressed against mine, her voice whispering in my ear, I tried to take in as much of her as I could before…
“Cum for me! Cum!”
As if obeying her command, I exploded. Her hand kept a tight hold until I was done, easily making the climax longer.
As the waves of pleasure rippled through me and faded, something else also faded.
Her touch.
I turned around as if some spell was broken only to find empty space.
I looked around for any signs of her but saw nothing.
No need to be greedy… Why not cherish what was given to you instead?
A small breeze blew, carrying her melodious voice.
We’ll meet again before you know it, and when we do, don’t be rude and deny me the fullness of your scent like you did today…
This time the breeze carrying her voice felt less cool, and that’s when I realized that I had all my clothes and belongings back on.
I give you my full consent to go wild next time we meet~
And like that, she was gone.
I shuffled in place wondering how much of this was a hallucination. Did I finally go crazy?
Looking down, however, I noticed the small glistening of my own semen on the wild grass, having flown shockingly far from myself.
I opened and closed my hand, the memory of her body, of her warmth remained. Not just in my hands, but I could still feel the phantom of her touch on my back.
With a sigh more from feeling overwhelmed than any disappointment I gave a last look to the rock where I first saw her and turned back whence I came.
A couple of steps after leaving the clearing I turned back, almost as if to confirm the place was still there… it wasn’t. Where the river once was, there was now a clear line of sight into more of the forest.
What’s more, when I chased the wind I walked a couple of minutes into the clearing but now I was back into the main road after just a couple of steps.
As confusion, concern, and anguish was starting to set in, a gentle breeze flew by, feeling very briefly like a hand caressing my cheek.
The wind seemed to blow away the concerns for a moment, so I took a deep breath and started heading back.
As I did, a smile on my face started to draw in as I remembered her last words.
Next time we meet, huh?