It had become a sort of, yearly tradition for myself. Or perhaps more of an addiction. It had gotten to the point where I would think about it daily, I just couldn't help it. I would spend most of the year in my flat, constantly teasing myself instead of studying. I read and re-read the most depraved erotic stories, even writing my own. Anything to feel that thrill I had felt before.

Whenever I would go back home to my parents house in the summer, that was the perfect time to do it. They were always away on some far off vacation, leaving me to take care of the house. It was a good deal since I could be alone and not have to pay rent. It was a beautiful old cottage surrounded by mile after mile of forests and swamps.

But the real reason I love it is for one simple fact. I would feel that deep, uncontrollable yearning to expose myself, to tie myself up and play with myself for hours. I'd wallow in my own fantasies losing myself to them without the worry of being disturbed. I loved to wander off into the forest naked and just become a horny animal, getting my exhibitionist thrills out of my system before heading back to society. After all no one was around so I could feel safe in the fact I won't be noticed.

I looked forward to it every year and this one was no different, although being in my last year of uni there was a worry in the back of my mind that this could be the last time. I opted to make it special, one last perverted adventure before I have to join the real world. So before leaving I made sure to order myself the most perverted outfit I could find for myself, I needed to get this addiction out of my system after all.

I could hardly contain my excitement when it arrived at my flat the day before I left for the summer, just looking at it made me blush. It was a black fishnet bodysuit that clung tightly to my pale frame, a black leather collar with my initials on it and a set of leather straps that would wrap around me like a harness.

To say I was a blushing, hot mess for the whole journey there would be an understatement, it was all I could do to stop my thighs from unconsciously rubbing together. I could hardly wait for my parents to say their good byes before I closed the door and breathed a hot, heavy sigh.

The sun had begun to set but I didn't care, I guess it would just be my first night outing this time. Without missing a beat I had scrambled into the obscene outfit, the straps holding my assets taught as the fabric of the fishnets pressed against my throbbing sex. I felt giddy with excitement as I left the house, shivering in pure bliss as I felt the muddy ground beneath my feet. I set off into the tree line, the house casting shadows over me as the sun burned orange over the tree tops.

So I hope you like it! Just letting my mind go into overdrive for this one since it just suddenly came to me. It's a very big fantasy of mine and I just really want to play it out in all kinds of depraved ways. I'd love to hear all your ideas! So many things could happen in the woods. Do I bump into a tribe of pervy goblins? Get lured into the lair of a pervy old druid? Living plants? I'm all ears! I would love for my own desire to be risky, come back to haunt me and for the story to become dark and depraved. I'm not interested in regular normal stuff like I "bump into a hiker" or anything like that. Huge plus if your into legs/feet.

In terms of my character, I love to play myself because of course I love to imagine all these things happening to me. I have dyed purple hair, 5'6, 34C, green eyes, pale skin and I'm skinny/athletic.

My kinks include: Legs/Feet, stockings socks etc, getting dirty/messy, much older men/women, all kinds of bdsm, pet play, non con, hucow, bad endings, tentacles/monsters, body stockings, harnesses, mind control, stalking, corruption and many more.