"Oh, my Goddess!" he whispered to himself as he viewed the naked woman's back as she waded waist-high in the clear waters of the pool. "She's absolutely gorgeous…"
The view of the small waterfall, the large ferns, bushes, and trees surrounding the pool was the perfect frame for this curvaceous, tanned, naturally beautiful female who had her midnight black hair up in a bun. He was struck speechless and was frozen in place at the stunning beauty of the whole scene, but his eyes would not leave that one glorious focal point of his attention.
And the way she smelled! It wasn't just roses and strawberries now. There was something else and though he found it hard to identify it was overwhelming all his senses as if he was dunked into the perfume that she was exuding, threatening to drown him…
Eron just wanted to stay there, breathing, drinking, eating her scent without caring if he ever inhaled air again.
But he didn't know why…
It just seemed to be the most natural thing in the world for him to do. Breathe her in, watching her voluptuous body in its full naked glory, and him feeling complete just making sure she's alright.
And somehow, he knew she wasn't…
His thoughts, despite his muddled senses, were burning through his brain: "What is happening to me? Why am I feeling this way for a woman I only met once? This isn't normal for me…"
And why her?
Right at that moment, he suddenly saw her move sharply as she started looking around. The way she moved was how a sparrow would react if it felt that it was being watched.
Then he watched her go down into the waters of the pool, completely disappearing from view.
He saw this as a chance to relieve himself since he knew she couldn't possibly see him while she stayed underwater. Eron then fumbled with his belt, fly, and zipper and released his throbbing tool which had already been painfully pulsing within his pants the minute he saw her.
And was now even worse because of him taking a whiff of her scent…
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Diwa, for some reason, suddenly felt she was being watched. Weirdly enough, she didn't feel violated or creeped out. It was just a feeling that there was someone viewing her while staying hidden.
Yes, the feeling should alarm her, and yet she's not…
"Peculiar, but somehow reassuring," she told herself. "Now when was the last time I've felt something like that…?"
Too long ago, that she could hardly remember now. She's been away from her native country for a decade now and that was the last time she ever felt that since her father was still alive back then.
And then he died, and somehow, she got blamed for his death…
In the same way, she was blamed by the village for her mother's death.
Death child, they called her. The accursed one who was meant to be alone for the rest of her life, since everyone she would be with would eventually die before their time.
The saddened widow stood still in the waters now, thinking of the many times she visited various soothsayers, shamans, and witches to find out how she could escape her curse. She had dozens upon dozens of talismans, amulets, crystals, rings, and even blessed handwritten notes to protect the people she was with from dying.
It seemed none of them worked. And she didn't want to remember any of those incidents right now. Not when she's enjoying the peacefulness of the forest, the soothing sensations of the water, and the amazing assurance of that feeling of being watched as if it was to protect her.
She submerged herself in the water, now intent on doing something a little more pleasurable…
But should be done a little more privately.
Her fingers slipped inside her pinkish pussy and she started to move her hand slowly… pushing deeply…
And she then started to visualize a partner in her head…
To her surprise and slight embarrassment, the face that came to her mind was familiar. And that had never happened before.
Still staying underwater, she continued to pump two fingers into her continuously as she imagined a man spooning her, his long and thick dick sliding in and out of her while using the water as lubrication. Normally, she would take longer, finally rising to the surface in the middle of her masturbation.
But with the image of this handsome, well-built male with a charming smile and tantalizing hazel eyes, she found herself reaching her peak much faster…
She couldn't help but say his name as she fondled her breast with her free hand, while she kept pleasuring her pussy under the clear waters of the pool. Bubbles rose to the surface as she spoke aloud, and she knew she needed to get some air soon.
But she was close, and she couldn't help but wonder at how fast her orgasm was this time…
Another first is for a woman who hardly had fast or strong orgasms.
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Eron saw the bubbles rise to the surface of the pool, and he's now wondering if she was drowning and needed to be rescued. But even as he slightly panicked at the sight, he was also aware of how embarrassing and awkward it would be if he did "save" her and she didn't need him to.
After all, she's a native in these parts and from what he saw, she's at ease in the water and dived in on her own. Most likely, she did this regularly and was used to doing this.
But just to be sure, he started beating his engorged penis faster since she might still need help and she should not see him rescuing her with a hard-on. With that shamefaced thought in mind, the newly-hired woodcutter held his angry, rock-hard eight-incher with an even tighter grip and increased his pace…
To his surprise, he realized that he was near.
The vision of the naked, tanned female bather nearby was making his libido rise to levels he had not even thought was possible for him. And for someone who was well-known for being able to hold off his orgasm for even an hour, the idea of losing it in just mere minutes over a woman he just met today was beyond his imagination or understanding...
And yet, to his intense amazement and surprise, it was truly happening.
As Eron felt his whole body tense up, while his groin exploded with sensations that were stronger than what he was used to, he found himself groaning out her name, which he hoped she did not hear...
"Diwana… I'm close…"
A split second later, he released his cum into the roots of the tree where he was hiding behind. With voiceless sighs, he tried to normalize his breathing so he could stay in stealth mode despite his recent breathtaking and "explosive" experience.
And that's when he saw more bubbles coming to the surface of the pond.
He decided to count to three before doing anything…
Very wise choice there, Eron Camden.
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Diwana came, saying his name again, and she was glad she said it underwater where not even the forest could easily hear…
"Eron… I'm coming… ahhhh!"
Right after saying those lines, she broke through the waterline and took a long and sharp intake of breath while her juices spurted from her now reddened and swollen slit, mixing with the pool's pristine waters.
Diwa then continued to pant and gasp, as she tried to calm herself down and at the same time normalize her breathing by taking in much-needed oxygen. She knew it would be a while before she could.
However, she wanted to bask a little longer in the sensations… imagining that her recent "partner" was still pleasuring her with kisses and caresses.
Something that she had not felt from her former husband…
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With extreme effort, Eron tore his gaze away from Diwana and moved slowly away from the area, knowing that she would not be able to know that he was there. Eron knew it was the best thing for him to do, despite him having second thoughts of leaving her naked and alone while submerged in a natural pool deep in the forest.
Eron's former occupation required that he practice stealth as a second nature. Even now, he pushed himself to stealthily creep back towards his camp, despite every iota in him screaming that he stayed. But of course, that wasn't the only time he had walked away from something he didn't want to leave behind.
But the feeling this time was ten times stronger than any other occasion that he had to do so in the past.
Even during the time that he had to leave his family…
And her…
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Back then at home, years before…
"Eron, where have you been? Father's been looking for you and we couldn't find you anywhere."
"Oh, I was busy bro and I still am with my… secret project. Will have to go now…"
And before his older brother was able to speak, he had already swiftly sped away and had "disappeared" from view.
As it was, he had always been stealthy even before he left home simply because he just didn't want to catch the attention of his immediate family's male members if he could help it. After all, his father would just be demanding that he turn into the ideal second son overnight, while his only brother would be reminding him in that irritating smooth condescending tone how he should try his best to please their father.
Eron's reasoning: Sure, I'll please him… thing is, he can't even accept me. How the hell can I begin to please him, bro?
And since he was never the type to keep pushing his point of view if he knew the audience didn't give a damn, he would rather just sneak around and make himself invisible most of the time. In the end, it worked for him and his family since he got to continually improve his stealth skills with actual everyday experience. Meanwhile, he gave his family members peace of mind.
Including his own…
Well, there was one member of the family who he didn't have to worry about since she never bothered him. As a matter of fact, she accepted him for everything he was, even more than his blood relatives ever did. To be honest, he even thinks she's more of a family to him than his own brother and father.
"Is your brother giving you a hard time again?" she then asked him with her signature sassy smile which she reserved for him on really bad days. And this was one of them. "I can easily get him in line on your behalf. I can't do much about father, though."
He leaned against a tree that was located about a kilometer from their home. "I know, twinny. I'm ok, don't worry too much about it. Since my adolescent years, they've been like that so I'm not about to expect that they change their minds about me out of the blue a decade later, and just because you insisted that they understand. I know they respect you and all but I don't think you should put that much effort into me. They obviously don't."
"Awww come on twin, don't think like that," the dark brown-haired lady in front of him said as she placed a hand on his arm to comfort him. "You know that I really don't like you feeling sad. I know that sounds selfish but you really don't deserve this treatment, even from my mate."
"I can't blame them twinny, since they did look forward to me being the next rising superstar, no thanks to me being so competitive due to my brother being the same way," Eron responded with a sad smile. "I guess I really am a disappointment to everyone."
"Twin brother, noooo, you're not. I'm not disappointed with you," she replied while suddenly hugging him. "You are my twin star brother, even if we were born from different wombs. And that's coming from the moon goddess and not only she says so but even the higher line of the fay has affirmed it. I'm actually proud to call you twin."
He hugged her back, appreciative of her sisterly encouragement. "Thanks, twin sister. At least there's one member in my father's group who thinks I'm worth some time and attention. But if you're gonna be the only one who will believe in me, I don't see why I should stay here trying to prove my worth to everyone else."
"Eron please, you shouldn't leave us. After all, where would my twin brother go?"
"Well, if it ever comes to that twinny, I will still find a way to talk to you," Eron answered with a smile as he looked down at her frowning face. "You're the one person in our clan who I will not cut ties with. You don't deserve that and I really do want to stay your brother. Not even my going away will stop me from being that to you."
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And that is still the case to this day, despite him being away from his father, brother, and their clan members. They still talk, him and his sister-in-law…
He trusted her enough to not tell his big brother too much about their kinship's prodigal son. And now, he had more reasons to talk to her as he hurried away from the pool, stealthy as a shadow.
Eron needed someone to talk about a certain beautiful widow and his mysterious and puzzling reactions to her…
And when he finally reached the camp, he knew that this was the perfect time to do so.
The logger brought out his expensive high-tech phone and used his fingerprint to unlock it. Her name was third on his mobile's recent call list, so he was dialing her number within seconds of sitting down in front of his campsite's fire…
"Twin! I'm so glad you called. I've got a ton of things to tell you!"
"Hello, Twinny. So do I. Well, not really a ton… just one, really but it feels like a ton."
"Whoa… you've got my curiosity piqued, twin brother! Tell me about your 'things' first."
"Thanks, twinny, but it's not really a 'thing'… She's a 'her'…"
A short pause…
"Ohhhh… do tell, twin. I'm all ears."