It might not be what every guy found attractive, but there was just something about Jennifer decked out in camo. Even under the thick coveralls her curvy shape managed to come through loud and clear. Today would be her day. He was going to make sure she got her first deer.
She was excited. He could tell from her non-stop chatter on the ride. He just listened. Her enthusiasm was contagious. Not every woman was willing to go the extra mile for their guy but she always wanted to try what interested him. She had come with him earlier in the season, and just sat and watched. She took some amazing photos of the wildlife and the sunsets. Then later, they had spent a day just shooting at targets so she could get the feel for the rifle. And amazingly, she had enjoyed it.
It was about a 40 minute drive from town, but Jason had the perfect spot of woods picked out for their adventure. The deer were plentiful and the shoot house made the perfect place for her to get her first kill. He turned off onto the dirt road and drove up to the locked gate. They’d leave the truck here and walk in so not to alert the deer to their presence.
She hoped out of the truck and tucked her shoulder length red hair up under her hat. She had a gleam in those baby blues. They walked quietly into the woods. He let her move ahead of him as they reached a narrow part of the path. He couldn’t help but watch as her hips swayed side to side.
When they reached the shoot house he let her take a seat and told her where to watch. If they got lucky the buck he’d been watching would make his appearance again today. He’d been strolling into the clearing about sunset to feed for the last few days.
Her cheeks were tinged pink from the crisp winter air. But she sat without complaining as they waited. Jason moved closer to her, pulling her against him to help warm her. He ran his hands up and down her arms.
“That feels good,” she whispered. “If you keep that up, I might get distracted.”
He smiled. “You’re hunting your prey. I’m working on mine.”
It was very cozy in their blind. Her body rubbed against his as she reached for a bottle of water. His hand brushed her thigh as he adjusted his seat. All afternoon, the little touches and the buzz of adrenaline were taking their toll on both of them. If the buck didn’t show soon, he was going to go hunting for something way better right here within reach.
Another 15 minutes passed and the sun was starting to set low in the sky. Then he appeared; stopping right at the edge of the tree line. Jennifer almost squealed but caught herself. She looked at Jason and he motioned for her to just watch and wait. They could see the buck sniff the air before cautiously moving farther into the clearing. She was fixated on the deer. He turned. It was the perfect shot. Jason touched her shoulder. Jennifer raised the rifle. She took a deep breath. He could feel the tension in her. Jason just waited. Not wanting to rush her or the moment.
She squeezed and the sound exploded but she hit her mark. The deer started and ran back into the woods, but Jason knew she’d delivered the kill shot. She was quiet for a moment. The she jumped up, squealed and grabbed him,
“I did it. I did it.” She just kept saying it over and over. He grabbed her and pulled her into a deep hot kiss. Her tongue immediately slipped inside his mouth. Boy, but she could kiss. He slipped his hands into her hair knocking her cap to the floor. He loved letting his fingers tangle in those thick tresses.
“If you don’t stop that, we’re both going to do it,” he said as he reluctantly pulled himself away from her. “Now we’ve got to go find your deer.”
They left the shoot house and went in search of the kill. The blood trail was easy to follow and her shot had been right on target. The deer had fallen just inside the deep brush.
“I’ll go pull the truck down as far as I can so that we don’t have to carry it too far,” Jason said.
After walking out, he unlocked the gate then drove down to the clearing. He grabbed a flashlight as he left the F-150. It was getting dark. He walked towards Jennifer who was sitting on the ground with the deer’s head in her lap.
“Now for the hard part; hauling this big guy out to the truck. You’re going to put all those workouts into practice now,” he said.
She picked up the front legs and he got the hind quarters. They walked slowly towards the truck. By the time they reached it the crisp winter air wasn’t feeling so cool anymore. They’d both warmed up while loading the buck into the back of the truck.
He cranked the vehicle so that it would be warming and walked around to Jennifer’s side. He helped her load up the rifles. She had unzipped her coveralls after their hike out of the woods. Her breasts were all but begging to be touched. He just couldn’t resist reaching out and dragging the zipper a little farther down.
He slid his hand inside, enjoying the feel of her smooth skin. She pressed herself against him as her hands wound around his waist. He bent and found her mouth as his hands worked their way up and found a hard nipple. He pinched it between his thumb and finger and he felt as much as heard her moan into his mouth.
He turned her around so that her back was against his chest. Then he worked her coveralls down from her shoulders to her elbows. This position kept her arms pinned almost behind her so that he had unrestricted access to her body. Her pushed her back against the truck. The position forced her chest out and he couldn’t resist sliding the cups of her lacey pink bra to the side. What a contrast finding hot pink lingerie under camouflage coveralls.
He leaned in and let his mouth wander down the side of her neck. He felt her shiver against him, but knew it wasn’t from the cool night air. He let his tongue slip lower, leaving a wet trail from her shoulder to her tit. Her nipple was so perky, just right for his mouth. He circled it with his tongue. Flicking it, then swirling before biting down on it.
“I think I’m the one being hunted now,” Jennifer said breathlessly.
“I think you’re already caught in the trap,” he said.
Jason continued moving back and forth between her 36Cs. Then let his mouth wander lower, leaving a trail of hot kisses across her stomach. She was writhing under his touch. He slowly stood.
“Those coveralls are in my way,” he growled at her, then worked his hand inside them. She felt his hand slip inside her thin satin panties. The coveralls kept his hand pressed tight against her, not allowing him much room to maneuver. Yet, he managed to find her center as he slipped a finger deep inside.
“Someone most have been excited by the hunting trip,” he grinned, feeling her wet and ready for him already. He slid his hand from her pants and wiggled his finger in front of her mouth. She opened her mouth and sucked it in; tasting her on him was always a treat. He felt his cock swell as her tongue moved around his finger. He could almost feel it sliding up and down his cock doing the same dance.
He pulled his finger free of her delicious mouth and finished unzipping the coveralls. He released her arms and worked the material over her hips. None of his other hunting buddies came to the woods in a hot pink thong. He slipped her feet free and admired her body in the moonlight. He saw her shiver.
He opened the door to the truck. Some slow country song was playing on the radio. The warm air instantly hit them. He reached for her and sat her up on the seat. He pulled her until her hips were sitting on the edge of the seat. Then he laid her back onto the seat. Her red locks spread over the leather seats and her blue eyes had turned the color of midnight from lust.
He pushed her legs apart so that he was standing between them.
“I think I’ve made the best catch tonight,” he said.
“You haven’t caught anything yet,” she challenged.
He watched as her hand swished down her stomach then slipped inside her barely there panties. He watched as she stroked herself. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened slightly. Her hand moved inside the thin strip of cloth. He could tell she was rubbing her clit. Stroking herself. Toying with him.
His cock was straining against his pants. He wanted nothing more than to strip them off and bury himself deep inside her. But watching her play with herself held him in place.
He placed his hand on the outside of her panties feeling her pleasuring herself. She knew how much he loved watching her.
He grabbed her hand and pulled it free, stretching it above her head. He caught her other arm and pulled it along side the other one. That left his left hand free to roam all over her body. He knew all of her sensitive places and didn’t miss one as he travelled down her body; the side of her neck, her collarbone, the underside of her breast and the spot just below her belly button.
She was squirming under his touch when he finally reached the waistband of her thong. He leaned in and placed a hot kiss right where her pussy had soaked them through. He flattened his tongue and ran it the length of her. Her moan blended with the other night noises.
He released her arms so that he could yank her panties out of the way. She lifted her hips helping him hurry along. He pushed her thighs farther apart. She propped one foot on the door frame and the other on the dash, allowing herself to open wide for him.
He buried his face between her folds. Lapping at her lips and reveling in her sweetness. He pulled one of the swollen lips into his mouth. Tugging slightly as his fingers delved inside her tight warmth. She was so slick and wet. Licking and sucking, he didn’t want to waste a drop of her juice. He added another finger while he sucked on her clit. Pumping in and out finding that spot deep inside her that drove her crazy. He crocked his finger just so it grazed across that bundle of nerves deep inside her. He hips lifted off the seat as she pressed herself against him pushing him deeper still.
He cupped her ass, as his tongue replaced his fingers. His fingers were covered in her wetness. And he knew just what to do to drive her over the edge. He let one finger trail slowly down the crack of her ass. She arched up against him. He toyed with her tightest hole before inserting one finger into that puckered space. She was rubbing her pussy against his face matching the rhythm of his finger as he pumped gently inside her ass. It was enough to send her right over the edge as he sucked hard on her clit. He felt her explode like the rifle right into his mouth. She cried out and rode the waves of pleasure. He kept teasing her keeping her right on the edge as long as he could stand it.
Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore. He unfastened his pants and let them drop to the ground. He grabbed his thick cock and ran it up and down her pussy. He coated the thick shaft with her. He slapped it against her. Listening to the sounds of the tap, tap, tap match the beat of the song on the radio. She propped herself up on her elbows so that she could watch what he was doing. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. She loved seeing it sink inside her.
“Fuck… Jason,” she begged.
And then he slammed inside her with one long hard thrust. His balls slapped against her pussy as she took his full length. He grabbed her hips. She knew his hands would leave a print, but she didn’t care. He pumped inside her over and over; hard and fast just like she liked. She squeezed against him. He loved feeling her pussy grip him tight. She squeezed her tits together knowing how much he liked them. She ran her tongue out and stroked it across a nipple and she felt him get even harder inside her.
Over and over he pounded her. He felt his balls tighten and knew he was close. He reached for her clit and flicked it wanting her to come apart one more time. He watched her face as she got closer and closer. He could tell when her eyes drifted shut that she was there. Then he felt her pussy clench and release over and over. That pushed him over the edge. He filled her with his load.
When they both caught their breath, he helped her sit up and grabbed her clothes. They climbed in the truck and headed for home. Once they had locked the gate and made it to the main road, Jennifer leaned over and whispered in his ear.
“I want you to keep both hands on the wheel and don’t wreck while I blow your mind like you blew mine,” she said.
With that she unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free of his boxers. Her warm lips wrapped around his shaft and he concentrated on the road as she sought the thrill of the hunt once more.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Desire
Standing in front of a full length mirror, smiling at your simple, but sexy look. One of my button down long-sleeve dress white shirts. Only a couple of the middle buttons are buttoned. The bottom tied off in a knot to show off your stomach. The shirt complemented by a pair of faded cut-off jean shorts that hug your hips.
As you stand there admiring the simple look, windows open, a stiff breeze blowing makes the curtains stand prone. A storm is blowing in. Thunder booming in the distance. Lightning crackling illuminates the velvet sky. You close your eyes to absorb the sensation.
Lost in a dream, the heat of your body against the chill of the incoming storm. Oblivious to everything but the blaze burning inside, even the noise of the door cracking open goes unnoticed. A fire spreads over your exposed stomach.You feel a hot wind enveloping you.
Opening your eyes, in that state between dreaming and awake. Looking into the mirror, seeing the hands caressing your bare stomach. Taking time to finally realize they’re not your hands, feeling the intensity of inferno burning you up.
Looking down watching the hands you spotted in the mirror, you feel tingling on your body. You slowly look back up, our eyes meeting the mirror. You see the desire in my eyes as you see and feel my hand brush your hair from the nape of your neck. Watching. Feeling. My lips slowly kissing along your neck until you hear me whisper in a hot breath, “Nora, I need you, I want you.”
Your body melting back into mine. Taking your earlobe between my teeth and lips. Gently sucking it, teasingly biting it. You watch in the mirror as my hands slide up your body. Taking your breasts in my hands, giving them a long soft squeeze. A lust-filled moan escapes your lips as you feel my mouth engulf your ear, then slowly release it.
You see and feel the tips of my fingers trace up and down the edge of the vee, the one created by the shirt against your skin from your breasts up to collar. The ping, ping of the rain starts tapping on the window panes. My hands pull the shirt open a bit more, sliding the edges of the shirt over to reveal your rock hard nipples.
Whispering in your ear, “Mmmmm, so mouth watering.” The breeze blows in harder from the storm. The cool air blowing against your hard, hot nipples making them ache.
Leaving the shirt tied off, your delicious nipples exposed, your eyes follow my hands as they slide down to the top of your cut-offs. The wind stills, a pause between the booms of thunder, both holding our breaths as the only sound to be heard is the “pop” as I undo the snap to your shorts.
Our heartbeats in unison as I agonizingly slowly peel your shorts off, letting them fall to the floor. Seeing your near naked form in the mirror with just the shirt on. It acting more as an accessory than a piece of clothing.
“So beautiful,” as I use the back of my fingertips to trace from your hips to the top of you inner thighs. You mesmerized by the sight of seeing everything that is setting your body on fire.
A large clap of thunder, a flash of lighting streaking across the sky as you feel the heat of my fingertip at the base of your slit. Biting into your shoulder, as I feel you press and slowly grind your bare ass against me. Hearing you let out a slight gasp as you feel and watch as just my fingertip starts to trace up your slit.
Feeling the heat radiating from you as my finger slowly glides up and down. My other arm reaching around, using two fingers to spread open the lips of your already wet pussy. Your clit exposed to the night storm air blowing in through the open window. “I can’t imagine any sexier image than the one I see in the mirror now,” you hear me say with a sound of ultimate desire in my voice.
Electricity shooting through your body to every inch of nerve as my finger tip presses against your clit. Slowly moving it in tiny little circle. I feel you grind your ass against my hardening cock. Watching you in the mirror as you start to squirm from the touch of my finger.
I see you placing your hands over your nipples, pulling them, twisting them. Feeling your hot wet juices running down my hand. The pounding of the storm growing as the heat of your body rises. Rain pounding the window panes, you barely able to focus on my finger as it massages your clit faster, harder.
You start to turn to face me, “No, keep looking in the mirror.” Moving to kneel in front of you, looking up into your eyes, exchanging a mutual look of need, lust, and almost unquenchable desire. Your aroma making my mouth water. As I lean my head forward you feel just a puff of my hot breath against your slit.
The feel of my breath causes you to involuntarily (or maybe you just made it seem that way)thrust your hips forward. Your slit now against my lips. Your nectar irresistible, my tongue parts your pussy lips. Slowly probing your pussy, licking up your juices. “Mmmmm, I love the way you taste Nora.”
You grab my head, forcing it harder into you as you grind your hips against my face. My tongue finding your delicate clit. Pressing against it, moving it tiny little circles with just the tip of my tongue. Hearing your moans grow in intensity, as you look into the mirror watching my face buried against you hot, wet, tasty pussy.
My tongue works your clit harder, faster, sucking on it, rolling it between my teeth and tongue. My hands reaching up to play with your hard nipples. The ache replaced by pure pleasure as I roll them between my fingers. Pinching, pulling your erect nipples. You thrusting your hips against my face. I can feel your juices running down my face as they flow faster than I can lick them up.
A huge crack of thunder sending a boom rattling the house. Lightning streaking across the sky bright enough to turn night into day. The wind blowing so strong the curtains stand on edge. The cold wind blowing hard on your hot body, sending it over the edge.
You grip my head between your hands with amazing strength. Your hips grinding, forcing your delicious pussy against my face as you scream out my name. Your entire body on fire, as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. I can taste and feel your sweet juices gushing, licking up as much of them as I can, the rest running down my face and between your milky firm thighs.
Your breathing still labored, I look up into your eyes, see the love emanating from them. Standing up, leaning in, giving you a long deep kiss full of passion, desire, want, love. You can taste yourself on my lips. You hungrily lick up the remnants of your mark.
I lean you back on to your bed. Your body still overcome with pleasure, the only thing you can see or hear is the ceiling fan over your bed as its blades make a soft swoosh through the night air.
Standing over you, spreading your legs, feeling you wrap them around my waist. My fingertips caressing your outer thighs, over your hips. The head of my throbbing cock feels the heat emanating from you. Your entire body aching as I tease you. The tip of the head tracing your puffed up pussy lips.
Slowly sliding my cock in your dripping wet pussy, letting out a low moan. Sliding my thick cock deep inside you, filling you up. I can feel you tightening your pussy muscles around my cock, squeezing it tight. Not moving my hips. Just enjoying the pleasure of you surrounding me.
I slide my hand until my thumb probes you. Pressing against your clit. My cock starting to slide in and out of you. Long, deep strokes. Your hips grinding to meet the pace of my thrusts. Your legs wrapped tight around me, using them to force me into you with a driving force.
Seeing you bite your lower lip, your hands clenching the sheets. Your eyes focused on the blades of the fan, anything to keep you from exploding. Your moans getting louder, heart racing, beads of sweat building up on your body giving it a soft glow.
Grinding my hips so the head of my cock hits your clit with each thrust. My thick cock throbbing inside you. Giving you longer, deeper harder thrusts. “That’s it Nora, take all of my cock darlin. I love how your pussy feels around my cock.” My balls slapping against your ass with each stroke. Pure animal lust taking over as we fuck each other.
Grabbing your hips, pulling you towards me with each powerful thrust. Feeling your body start to tremble, I drive my cock as deep and hard as I can into your clenched pussy. Ramming you with everything I have, letting out a loud moan. “Ooooooooo, YES!!!!!!!!!!” Waves and waves of my hot sticky cum shooting into your pussy. You screaming as you orgasim, your hips bucking wildly. Your pussy milking my cock for every drop of cum, our mixed juices trickling out of you.
Hearts racing, collapsing in your arms, rolling as you keep me inside you. Looking into your eyes, seeing your smile. Giving you a sweet, warm kiss. A finger traces your check, “Mmmmm.” Wanting to stay like this forever. Our bodies intertwined, me still deep inside you, holding you tight as we slowly drift off into a deep sleep knowing this wasn’t just a dream.
As you stand there admiring the simple look, windows open, a stiff breeze blowing makes the curtains stand prone. A storm is blowing in. Thunder booming in the distance. Lightning crackling illuminates the velvet sky. You close your eyes to absorb the sensation.
Lost in a dream, the heat of your body against the chill of the incoming storm. Oblivious to everything but the blaze burning inside, even the noise of the door cracking open goes unnoticed. A fire spreads over your exposed stomach.You feel a hot wind enveloping you.
Opening your eyes, in that state between dreaming and awake. Looking into the mirror, seeing the hands caressing your bare stomach. Taking time to finally realize they’re not your hands, feeling the intensity of inferno burning you up.
Looking down watching the hands you spotted in the mirror, you feel tingling on your body. You slowly look back up, our eyes meeting the mirror. You see the desire in my eyes as you see and feel my hand brush your hair from the nape of your neck. Watching. Feeling. My lips slowly kissing along your neck until you hear me whisper in a hot breath, “Nora, I need you, I want you.”
Your body melting back into mine. Taking your earlobe between my teeth and lips. Gently sucking it, teasingly biting it. You watch in the mirror as my hands slide up your body. Taking your breasts in my hands, giving them a long soft squeeze. A lust-filled moan escapes your lips as you feel my mouth engulf your ear, then slowly release it.
You see and feel the tips of my fingers trace up and down the edge of the vee, the one created by the shirt against your skin from your breasts up to collar. The ping, ping of the rain starts tapping on the window panes. My hands pull the shirt open a bit more, sliding the edges of the shirt over to reveal your rock hard nipples.
Whispering in your ear, “Mmmmm, so mouth watering.” The breeze blows in harder from the storm. The cool air blowing against your hard, hot nipples making them ache.
Leaving the shirt tied off, your delicious nipples exposed, your eyes follow my hands as they slide down to the top of your cut-offs. The wind stills, a pause between the booms of thunder, both holding our breaths as the only sound to be heard is the “pop” as I undo the snap to your shorts.
Our heartbeats in unison as I agonizingly slowly peel your shorts off, letting them fall to the floor. Seeing your near naked form in the mirror with just the shirt on. It acting more as an accessory than a piece of clothing.
“So beautiful,” as I use the back of my fingertips to trace from your hips to the top of you inner thighs. You mesmerized by the sight of seeing everything that is setting your body on fire.
A large clap of thunder, a flash of lighting streaking across the sky as you feel the heat of my fingertip at the base of your slit. Biting into your shoulder, as I feel you press and slowly grind your bare ass against me. Hearing you let out a slight gasp as you feel and watch as just my fingertip starts to trace up your slit.
Feeling the heat radiating from you as my finger slowly glides up and down. My other arm reaching around, using two fingers to spread open the lips of your already wet pussy. Your clit exposed to the night storm air blowing in through the open window. “I can’t imagine any sexier image than the one I see in the mirror now,” you hear me say with a sound of ultimate desire in my voice.
Electricity shooting through your body to every inch of nerve as my finger tip presses against your clit. Slowly moving it in tiny little circle. I feel you grind your ass against my hardening cock. Watching you in the mirror as you start to squirm from the touch of my finger.
I see you placing your hands over your nipples, pulling them, twisting them. Feeling your hot wet juices running down my hand. The pounding of the storm growing as the heat of your body rises. Rain pounding the window panes, you barely able to focus on my finger as it massages your clit faster, harder.
You start to turn to face me, “No, keep looking in the mirror.” Moving to kneel in front of you, looking up into your eyes, exchanging a mutual look of need, lust, and almost unquenchable desire. Your aroma making my mouth water. As I lean my head forward you feel just a puff of my hot breath against your slit.
The feel of my breath causes you to involuntarily (or maybe you just made it seem that way)thrust your hips forward. Your slit now against my lips. Your nectar irresistible, my tongue parts your pussy lips. Slowly probing your pussy, licking up your juices. “Mmmmm, I love the way you taste Nora.”
You grab my head, forcing it harder into you as you grind your hips against my face. My tongue finding your delicate clit. Pressing against it, moving it tiny little circles with just the tip of my tongue. Hearing your moans grow in intensity, as you look into the mirror watching my face buried against you hot, wet, tasty pussy.
My tongue works your clit harder, faster, sucking on it, rolling it between my teeth and tongue. My hands reaching up to play with your hard nipples. The ache replaced by pure pleasure as I roll them between my fingers. Pinching, pulling your erect nipples. You thrusting your hips against my face. I can feel your juices running down my face as they flow faster than I can lick them up.
A huge crack of thunder sending a boom rattling the house. Lightning streaking across the sky bright enough to turn night into day. The wind blowing so strong the curtains stand on edge. The cold wind blowing hard on your hot body, sending it over the edge.
You grip my head between your hands with amazing strength. Your hips grinding, forcing your delicious pussy against my face as you scream out my name. Your entire body on fire, as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you. I can taste and feel your sweet juices gushing, licking up as much of them as I can, the rest running down my face and between your milky firm thighs.
Your breathing still labored, I look up into your eyes, see the love emanating from them. Standing up, leaning in, giving you a long deep kiss full of passion, desire, want, love. You can taste yourself on my lips. You hungrily lick up the remnants of your mark.
I lean you back on to your bed. Your body still overcome with pleasure, the only thing you can see or hear is the ceiling fan over your bed as its blades make a soft swoosh through the night air.
Standing over you, spreading your legs, feeling you wrap them around my waist. My fingertips caressing your outer thighs, over your hips. The head of my throbbing cock feels the heat emanating from you. Your entire body aching as I tease you. The tip of the head tracing your puffed up pussy lips.
Slowly sliding my cock in your dripping wet pussy, letting out a low moan. Sliding my thick cock deep inside you, filling you up. I can feel you tightening your pussy muscles around my cock, squeezing it tight. Not moving my hips. Just enjoying the pleasure of you surrounding me.
I slide my hand until my thumb probes you. Pressing against your clit. My cock starting to slide in and out of you. Long, deep strokes. Your hips grinding to meet the pace of my thrusts. Your legs wrapped tight around me, using them to force me into you with a driving force.
Seeing you bite your lower lip, your hands clenching the sheets. Your eyes focused on the blades of the fan, anything to keep you from exploding. Your moans getting louder, heart racing, beads of sweat building up on your body giving it a soft glow.
Grinding my hips so the head of my cock hits your clit with each thrust. My thick cock throbbing inside you. Giving you longer, deeper harder thrusts. “That’s it Nora, take all of my cock darlin. I love how your pussy feels around my cock.” My balls slapping against your ass with each stroke. Pure animal lust taking over as we fuck each other.
Grabbing your hips, pulling you towards me with each powerful thrust. Feeling your body start to tremble, I drive my cock as deep and hard as I can into your clenched pussy. Ramming you with everything I have, letting out a loud moan. “Ooooooooo, YES!!!!!!!!!!” Waves and waves of my hot sticky cum shooting into your pussy. You screaming as you orgasim, your hips bucking wildly. Your pussy milking my cock for every drop of cum, our mixed juices trickling out of you.
Hearts racing, collapsing in your arms, rolling as you keep me inside you. Looking into your eyes, seeing your smile. Giving you a sweet, warm kiss. A finger traces your check, “Mmmmm.” Wanting to stay like this forever. Our bodies intertwined, me still deep inside you, holding you tight as we slowly drift off into a deep sleep knowing this wasn’t just a dream.
Fantasy Created
Fantasy created
A look. Nothing more.
Yet that one act has opened a gorge of feelings inside.
I’ve tried to push them deeper and deeper – not allowing them to surface.
But they’re here with me at night, as I watch the ceiling close in on me.
Your touch, it was simple and needed.
So hard to explain why at that one moment I needed it more than logic or reason.
Your hand in mine and I can no longer remember the name of the song.
The beat, our body’s touching- meeting as we move to the unknown music.
I hear something else inside.
I feel my skin start to warm.
You held me close, but not tight.
Your hand, slowly outlining the curve of my arm.
A shiver, and I felt my pulse quicken.
The breathing – faster, excited, yet scared.
What does it all mean?
How do I sort it out in my mind?
In the dark, I close my eyes and imagine us moving faster and farther from reality.
I close my eyes and I feel you next to me.
Your voice, whispering in my ear – quiet, yet full of promise.
Your fingers brush a strand of hair away from my eyes.
They’re open. Wanting to remember every detail.
Your eyes lock with mine, urging me to see, feel and live in the moment.
I can feel you next to me, your touch on my collarbone.
I’m melting with desire.
It’s been simmering so long, waiting for someone to stir the emotions deep inside.
You continue exploring.
I’m powerless in your arms.
Light, yet probing.
The touch leaves me aching for more.
I see my hand reach out to you.
Touching, feeling your heart beat beneath them.
My fingers betray their loyalty.
The tips red like the sin in my heart.
Your head bends to mine.
I feel my lips soften at the thought of meeting yours.
Our mouths move within a primal dance.
Bolder – tongues, lips all hot and wet.
I have your taste inside.
Skin touching skin.
Your mouth burning a brand on me.
An ache deep inside moves closer to being filled.
Hips move to meet yours as the darkness closes in.
Not thinking about tomorrow, not wondering about today.
My legs tighten around you, your hair entwined in my hands.
An evening of eternity.
The night air cool on my skin.
The hum of the ceiling fan keeping steady rhythm for the music of the night.
My eyes open, as I lie there alone.
A creation of fantasy with ties to reality.
A memory, a need, a fulfillment to the longing.
Where does perception become reality and
where does that thin line get crossed?
A look. Nothing more.
Yet that one act has opened a gorge of feelings inside.
I’ve tried to push them deeper and deeper – not allowing them to surface.
But they’re here with me at night, as I watch the ceiling close in on me.
Your touch, it was simple and needed.
So hard to explain why at that one moment I needed it more than logic or reason.
Your hand in mine and I can no longer remember the name of the song.
The beat, our body’s touching- meeting as we move to the unknown music.
I hear something else inside.
I feel my skin start to warm.
You held me close, but not tight.
Your hand, slowly outlining the curve of my arm.
A shiver, and I felt my pulse quicken.
The breathing – faster, excited, yet scared.
What does it all mean?
How do I sort it out in my mind?
In the dark, I close my eyes and imagine us moving faster and farther from reality.
I close my eyes and I feel you next to me.
Your voice, whispering in my ear – quiet, yet full of promise.
Your fingers brush a strand of hair away from my eyes.
They’re open. Wanting to remember every detail.
Your eyes lock with mine, urging me to see, feel and live in the moment.
I can feel you next to me, your touch on my collarbone.
I’m melting with desire.
It’s been simmering so long, waiting for someone to stir the emotions deep inside.
You continue exploring.
I’m powerless in your arms.
Light, yet probing.
The touch leaves me aching for more.
I see my hand reach out to you.
Touching, feeling your heart beat beneath them.
My fingers betray their loyalty.
The tips red like the sin in my heart.
Your head bends to mine.
I feel my lips soften at the thought of meeting yours.
Our mouths move within a primal dance.
Bolder – tongues, lips all hot and wet.
I have your taste inside.
Skin touching skin.
Your mouth burning a brand on me.
An ache deep inside moves closer to being filled.
Hips move to meet yours as the darkness closes in.
Not thinking about tomorrow, not wondering about today.
My legs tighten around you, your hair entwined in my hands.
An evening of eternity.
The night air cool on my skin.
The hum of the ceiling fan keeping steady rhythm for the music of the night.
My eyes open, as I lie there alone.
A creation of fantasy with ties to reality.
A memory, a need, a fulfillment to the longing.
Where does perception become reality and
where does that thin line get crossed?
Sunday, July 25, 2010
The Balcony
The eighth floor balcony overlooked the white sandy beaches. The night sky filled with stars and a quarter-moon cast a pale glow as the waves gently washed the shore. I leaned on the railing enjoying the breeze and the soothing sounds.
I heard the door slide open behind me and felt your presence before your hands encased my waist. A smile crossed my lips. I felt your thumbs gently caressing my sides sliding effortlessly across the satin nightgown. My body finding its natural fit against yours.
Your hands moved down my body. I felt them outline my hips then continue lower. Slowly pulling the lace hem of the night gown up over my thighs before revealing a blue thong underneath. Your hands massaging my ass as your fingers toyed with the thin satin string separating my cheeks. A small sigh escapes my lips. I can’t help but match the rhythm of you hands with my hips as I rub them against you. I feel your reaction and know you are pleased.
I feel you move the thin blue strip to the side replacing it with your finger. Slowly tracing a path down between my cheeks. Up and down; toying with my pink puckered hole. Causing the rest of the satin material to pull tight against my slick pussy. I can feel the excitement growing between us. My breathing already picking up as you slowly explore my body. The cool ocean breeze can do nothing to ease the heat rising inside.
You take a step back and instantly I miss your presence. I follow as you lead me to the wicker couch. Plump soft cushions make an inviting place for your slow exploration to continue. You sit while I remain standing between your legs.
Slowly I slide the right shoulder strap of the gown down my arm, exposing a nipple to the cool night air. I can’t resist pinching it between my own fingers. You watch it harden and I can see the enjoyment in your eyes. You lean forward. Your mouth replacing my fingers. So warm as you suck on the nipple cooled from the sea breeze. I feel your tongue swirling around. My hands tangle in your hair as I hold your head, not wanting your mouth to leave my breast. Slowly, I pull away.
The left strap falls away exposing both breasts to your eyes. Slowly I push the silky fabric farther down. Your eyes follow its path as I reveal more skin. Past my stomach and over my hips then it hits the floor. Standing there, bathed in moonlight, I step out of the bunched material with only the thong left. I slowly turn in a small circle. I can see from your hardening cock that you like what you see.
Are others in the complex watching our slow seduction? Right now the idea only adds to the thrill. Slowly I step back towards you. Kneeling between your legs. My hand finds your cock through your slacks. Stroking it. Feeling it jump under my touch. Straining against the material. My lips touch your chest. I place light kisses as I continue my trail south. I undo your belt pulling it slowly through the maze of loops. My hand reaches inside your waistband. Unfastening and releasing your cock from its bonds. My lips right below your belly button.
Pulling you free, my warm lips find the smooth head of your thick cock. My tongue snakes out to taste and leaves a warm wet trail as I slide it all the way down the shaft. I hear your soft moan of pleasure as I slowly travel down the length of you with my tongue. My hand reaches for your balls, gently squeezing. So full of cum for me. Looking up at you, I smile, then wrap my lips around your cock. My wet mouth stretching to take you in. Slowly sliding up and down that fat cock until it glistens in the moonlight. Feeling your pleasure as my teeth gently graze against the sensitive skin of your shaft.
As I come up for air, you quickly pull me into your lap. I can feel your hard cock against my ass. Whispering in my ear how you are about to devour me. My breath catches as I feel you stand, still holding me close. Then you lay me gently on the couch. The cushions feel cool against my hot skin.
Your mouth on mine begins the journey. Our tongues dancing. You catch my bottom lip between your teeth, gently biting and pulling before moving on. I feel your lips travel down my neck and across my collarbone. I can feel my pussy clench in anticipation. I reach for you, but you catch my hand then slowly pull both arms above my head. I feel you reaching for something but can’t tell what it is until I feel the leather wrapping around my wrists. I feel you spread my thighs apart; I reach for you but make no progress as I’m securely bound to the couch. I’m at your mercy as your lips continue their journey down my body. I arch my back pressing closer to you as you continue your slow pace. Enjoying you feasting on my body.
Finally, I feel your warm breath as it reaches the thin fabric covering my pussy. The juices already soaking through. I feel you grab the material with your teeth, pulling it so that it slides between those lips. You start to slide it back and forth. The material rubbing against my clit. I feel my hips moving urging you to keep that pace. Then I feel your hands slide under my cheeks grabbing the material and pulling them off and out of the way.
I can’t wait to feel your mouth on me. Your tongue flat against my pussy, sliding up and down. I prop my leg on the table beside the couch, opening myself up to you. I feel your tongue slide inside me. I pull against the restraint wanting to join in this game. You smile as your tongue goes to work on my clit. Sounds of pleasure are coming from me. I can’t even touch you. My body moving under your touch. I feel you suck on my pussy lips. Your touch is setting me on fire.
I feel your fingers pulling my lips apart. Opening me wider for you exploration. As your tongue continues flicking my clit, I feel your finger slide deep inside. In and out, faster and faster, finding that magic spot that drives me crazy. You add another, stretching me more. I feel your fingers moving inside of me. I’m so close to coming now. Then I feel your finger reach my tightest hole. Slowly sliding inside. Gently moving side to side and in and out. That pushes me over the edge. Coming all over your face as you lick me clean.
But you don’t stop. I want my hands on you but you won’t release them from the strap. You smile knowing that each touch meets areas that are so sensitive now. Your broad tongue back flat against my pussy rubbing top to bottom. You make me feel so good.
I want your cock in me. I’m practically begging you to slide that thick meat inside me. I can tell you want that too. You slide your body between my legs. You slide my knees over your shoulders. I know you are about to thrust that thick cock deep inside.
“Is this what you want?” You ask as you tap that cock against my pussy.
“Yes,” I almost whimper in response.
Then you slide it in. God you feel so good. Filling me deeply. I clench my pussy against your cock. I can feel it jump as I wrap it tight. I’m moving my hips against you. I can feel your balls hitting me. Wishing I could wrap my fingers around them as you fuck me.
Faster and deeper you fuck me on that couch. The wicker creeks against your assault on my pussy. Fucking me hard and deep. Your hands twisting, pinching and pulling on my nipples. Sensations all through my body. At your mercy.
I heard the door slide open behind me and felt your presence before your hands encased my waist. A smile crossed my lips. I felt your thumbs gently caressing my sides sliding effortlessly across the satin nightgown. My body finding its natural fit against yours.
Your hands moved down my body. I felt them outline my hips then continue lower. Slowly pulling the lace hem of the night gown up over my thighs before revealing a blue thong underneath. Your hands massaging my ass as your fingers toyed with the thin satin string separating my cheeks. A small sigh escapes my lips. I can’t help but match the rhythm of you hands with my hips as I rub them against you. I feel your reaction and know you are pleased.
I feel you move the thin blue strip to the side replacing it with your finger. Slowly tracing a path down between my cheeks. Up and down; toying with my pink puckered hole. Causing the rest of the satin material to pull tight against my slick pussy. I can feel the excitement growing between us. My breathing already picking up as you slowly explore my body. The cool ocean breeze can do nothing to ease the heat rising inside.
You take a step back and instantly I miss your presence. I follow as you lead me to the wicker couch. Plump soft cushions make an inviting place for your slow exploration to continue. You sit while I remain standing between your legs.
Slowly I slide the right shoulder strap of the gown down my arm, exposing a nipple to the cool night air. I can’t resist pinching it between my own fingers. You watch it harden and I can see the enjoyment in your eyes. You lean forward. Your mouth replacing my fingers. So warm as you suck on the nipple cooled from the sea breeze. I feel your tongue swirling around. My hands tangle in your hair as I hold your head, not wanting your mouth to leave my breast. Slowly, I pull away.
The left strap falls away exposing both breasts to your eyes. Slowly I push the silky fabric farther down. Your eyes follow its path as I reveal more skin. Past my stomach and over my hips then it hits the floor. Standing there, bathed in moonlight, I step out of the bunched material with only the thong left. I slowly turn in a small circle. I can see from your hardening cock that you like what you see.
Are others in the complex watching our slow seduction? Right now the idea only adds to the thrill. Slowly I step back towards you. Kneeling between your legs. My hand finds your cock through your slacks. Stroking it. Feeling it jump under my touch. Straining against the material. My lips touch your chest. I place light kisses as I continue my trail south. I undo your belt pulling it slowly through the maze of loops. My hand reaches inside your waistband. Unfastening and releasing your cock from its bonds. My lips right below your belly button.
Pulling you free, my warm lips find the smooth head of your thick cock. My tongue snakes out to taste and leaves a warm wet trail as I slide it all the way down the shaft. I hear your soft moan of pleasure as I slowly travel down the length of you with my tongue. My hand reaches for your balls, gently squeezing. So full of cum for me. Looking up at you, I smile, then wrap my lips around your cock. My wet mouth stretching to take you in. Slowly sliding up and down that fat cock until it glistens in the moonlight. Feeling your pleasure as my teeth gently graze against the sensitive skin of your shaft.
As I come up for air, you quickly pull me into your lap. I can feel your hard cock against my ass. Whispering in my ear how you are about to devour me. My breath catches as I feel you stand, still holding me close. Then you lay me gently on the couch. The cushions feel cool against my hot skin.
Your mouth on mine begins the journey. Our tongues dancing. You catch my bottom lip between your teeth, gently biting and pulling before moving on. I feel your lips travel down my neck and across my collarbone. I can feel my pussy clench in anticipation. I reach for you, but you catch my hand then slowly pull both arms above my head. I feel you reaching for something but can’t tell what it is until I feel the leather wrapping around my wrists. I feel you spread my thighs apart; I reach for you but make no progress as I’m securely bound to the couch. I’m at your mercy as your lips continue their journey down my body. I arch my back pressing closer to you as you continue your slow pace. Enjoying you feasting on my body.
Finally, I feel your warm breath as it reaches the thin fabric covering my pussy. The juices already soaking through. I feel you grab the material with your teeth, pulling it so that it slides between those lips. You start to slide it back and forth. The material rubbing against my clit. I feel my hips moving urging you to keep that pace. Then I feel your hands slide under my cheeks grabbing the material and pulling them off and out of the way.
I can’t wait to feel your mouth on me. Your tongue flat against my pussy, sliding up and down. I prop my leg on the table beside the couch, opening myself up to you. I feel your tongue slide inside me. I pull against the restraint wanting to join in this game. You smile as your tongue goes to work on my clit. Sounds of pleasure are coming from me. I can’t even touch you. My body moving under your touch. I feel you suck on my pussy lips. Your touch is setting me on fire.
I feel your fingers pulling my lips apart. Opening me wider for you exploration. As your tongue continues flicking my clit, I feel your finger slide deep inside. In and out, faster and faster, finding that magic spot that drives me crazy. You add another, stretching me more. I feel your fingers moving inside of me. I’m so close to coming now. Then I feel your finger reach my tightest hole. Slowly sliding inside. Gently moving side to side and in and out. That pushes me over the edge. Coming all over your face as you lick me clean.
But you don’t stop. I want my hands on you but you won’t release them from the strap. You smile knowing that each touch meets areas that are so sensitive now. Your broad tongue back flat against my pussy rubbing top to bottom. You make me feel so good.
I want your cock in me. I’m practically begging you to slide that thick meat inside me. I can tell you want that too. You slide your body between my legs. You slide my knees over your shoulders. I know you are about to thrust that thick cock deep inside.
“Is this what you want?” You ask as you tap that cock against my pussy.
“Yes,” I almost whimper in response.
Then you slide it in. God you feel so good. Filling me deeply. I clench my pussy against your cock. I can feel it jump as I wrap it tight. I’m moving my hips against you. I can feel your balls hitting me. Wishing I could wrap my fingers around them as you fuck me.
Faster and deeper you fuck me on that couch. The wicker creeks against your assault on my pussy. Fucking me hard and deep. Your hands twisting, pinching and pulling on my nipples. Sensations all through my body. At your mercy.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Alone in my room
Lying in the dark
Hear the click, click of a fan
Fee the air caress my skin
Whispers of hair dance across the pillow top
Eyes closed
Deep breath
Thought begin to wonder
A form takes shape
Imagination comes to life
A dream lover becomes real
Eyes closed
Breathe heavy
Feel his touch
Lightly along my arms
Tracing curves
Leaving chills
Eyes closed
Breathe faster
Skin tingles
Anticipating the next sensation
Desire grows
Body arches
Eyes closed
Sigh escapes
Bathed in moonlight
Devoured by his eyes
Wanting his touch
Feel the warmth deep within
Eyes closed
Daylight dawns
Bodies hot,
Sweat mingled
Salty to the taste
Lips straying from breast to waist
Eyes closed
Fighting for a minute more
Waking slowly
Dreams turn to reality
Stretch, reach, eyes open
Only to be alone in my room
Hear the click, click of a fan
Fee the air caress my skin
Whispers of hair dance across the pillow top
Eyes closed
Deep breath
Thought begin to wonder
A form takes shape
Imagination comes to life
A dream lover becomes real
Eyes closed
Breathe heavy
Feel his touch
Lightly along my arms
Tracing curves
Leaving chills
Eyes closed
Breathe faster
Skin tingles
Anticipating the next sensation
Desire grows
Body arches
Eyes closed
Sigh escapes
Bathed in moonlight
Devoured by his eyes
Wanting his touch
Feel the warmth deep within
Eyes closed
Daylight dawns
Bodies hot,
Sweat mingled
Salty to the taste
Lips straying from breast to waist
Eyes closed
Fighting for a minute more
Waking slowly
Dreams turn to reality
Stretch, reach, eyes open
Only to be alone in my room
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
A Walk in the Park
A few stolen hours, that’s all we had. And I was intent on taking full advantage of our time. We strolled hand in hand through the tree lined park as the sounds of a softball game drifted through the humid summer air. We walked in silence as I felt his fingers lace with mine.
We left the spectators behind. Passing the rough cement picnic tables, we turned toward the small lake. This area of the park was mostly deserted as everyone else’s attention was on the games being played on the upper ball fields.
The thin straps of my sundress allowed the sun to warm my shoulders while showing off the already golden glow of my skin. I imagined the heat coming from his touch instead. I felt his hand on the small of my back guiding me off of the walking path. I stopped and slipped my shoes off enjoying the feel of the lush grass beneath my toes.
We walked toward a large mimosa tree with its beautiful draping branches. The faint scent of honeysuckle provided a perfume in the air as we slipped inside our outdoor hideaway. The sweeping limbs formed a cavernous room shielding us from the view of anyone who should pass by.
We spread our blanket on the ground. He stepped to the center and pulled me to him. His lips, slow and warm against mine. He wound his fingers through my hair and with a small tug tilted my head making me open beneath his kiss.
I love how his mouth feels on me. I wanted to feel it all over my body. I felt his mouth travel down the side of my neck. My nipples hardened anticipating his touch. They were bare beneath my thin summer dress and I knew he could feel how I responded to him.
His hands moved down my side but not before his thumbs flicked across my breast teasing them into hard points. A small sigh left my lips.
“Careful,” he teased. “You don’t want anyone to hear us.”
Funny how that little taste of danger; the risk of getting caught heightens all the sensations.
His hands slowly slipped down my body, following the curve of my hips, brushing down my thighs until they reached the hem of my dress as he knelt in front of me. His hand slipped underneath my dress. I felt the warmth of his fingers on my inner thighs as he slid my dress up out of his way. Finally revealing the small lace triangle of the front of my barely there thong.
I felt the warmth of his breath on my mound. Then I felt the lightest pressure from the kiss he placed there. His hands moved around to my hips, cupping the nice round globes tight. Then his hands found the elastic of my panties where with one swift tug, it gave way and the material was soon lying on the ground.
My bare pussy was already glistening.
“That’s the second pair you’ve ruined this month,” I said. I knew he would make it up to me.
He just smiled as his tongue snaked out and I felt it slide down my slit. Slow strokes driving me crazy as I stood there. I felt his hands running up the back of my legs to my ass matching the rhythm of his mouth. The warmth I felt had little to do with the weather and everything to do with his touch.
I let out a small cry as his mouth settled over my clit. A teasing flick before he sucked it into his mouth. I felt my knees weaken. Then he slowly took his mouth away. He stood and reached around my back finding the zipper of my dress. Slowly he pulled, one tooth at a time clicking down. I felt the fabric open. I shivered as the dress fell away in a puddle at my feet, but not from the cold. I stood in front of him, totally naked in a public park.
He pulled me down to the blanket. His mouth once again found my nipple. Sucking and tugging while his hand squeezed the other breast. I know he could see the flush spread across my chest as my excitement built. Then I felt his mouth move down to my stomach where his tongue swirled inside my belly button, then continuing the journey lower.
He had settled between my legs, lavishing my pussy with attention. My legs fell open, wider so that nothing hindered his access. His hands were under my hips holding me against his mouth. His tongue dipped in and out of my tight hole. I was so wet for him. I could feel the excitement coiling inside me. With each lick I was getting hotter and hotter. His hands moved from my hips and I felt his fingers join his lips. Pulling my lips apart, opening me wide so that he could taste me deep inside.
His mouth working my clit as his finger dipped inside my core. My hips lifted off the blanket wanting more and more. A rustling sound caused me to open my eyes. My body tensed but he wouldn’t stop. Had we been caught? No. Just a squirrel climbing through the branches.
I was so wet now. He slid a second finger in stretching me. He pulled his fingers out and spread my own juices on my tight asshole. In and out, dipping and spreading. I nearly called out as his finger slide into my tightest hole as his mouth sucked on my clit. I was so close to coming. I could feel the excitement building higher and higher. Then just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he slowed his mouth and fingers.
“Not yet love,” he said. “”I’m not ready for you to come yet.”
I moaned. He was so good at this game. I knew he could bring me to the edge over and over as many times as he wanted. My breathing slowed and I had almost caught my breath when I felt his finger slide back inside me. Slow strokes over that sensitive place deep inside. How he found it over and over so effortlessly always amazed me. Then his tongue flicking across my clit had me squirming beneath him once again. Pushing me to the brink without letting me cross.
“Payback is gonna be such sweet revenge,” I managed to say between breaths.
He just nipped at my clit with his teeth in return. My hips bucked off the blanket once again. The light stubble from his chin adding to the sensations as his mouth fucked me in our outdoor hide-away.
He was still clothed and I couldn’t even get my hands on his cock. I knew it had to be thick with want by now. I loved how it felt, hard and solid in my hand. I wanted it buried inside of me. But he continued using his mouth and fingers in a game of sweet torture.
“Please,” I said.
“Please what?” He asked. “I thought I was pleasing you.”
“Please make me….” My voice trailed off as his fingers dove into my ass and pussy at the same time. Pumping in and out while his tongue danced on my clit was all that it took. I felt my whole body tense before I exploded. I was wild with want. Before my body had recovered, I felt him stand and strip his clothes off. Without wasting any time, he buried his cock to the balls in my cunt.
I know he had to feel it clench around him, holding him tight inside. His cock was so thick and hard. It filled me tight. I finally had that dick where I needed it. My hands roaming up and down his back, loving the feel of his skin. You could feel the muscles in his back rippling as he pounded deep inside me. My legs were tight around his waist as I felt myself slipping closer to another orgasm. I couldn’t believe I could come again so quickly.
But I knew it wouldn’t be long now. I could feel his cock pressing over my g-spot; raking back and forth across the already hyper-sensitized bundle of nerves. He was close too. Playing with me had been torture for him as well.
Three more hard thrusts were all it took. I felt the release from both of us at the same time. The feeling was more intense the second time around. Both of us were breathing heavily. His body felt heavy on top of me but I was in no hurry for him to get up. Slowly, he pushed up on his elbows and looked down at me. A smile spread across his face.
We dressed quickly and folded up our blanket. We left the cocoon of the mimosa tree and walked back the way we came. The softball game was still going strong.
When we reached the parking lot, he walked me to my car and opened the door for me. As I drove away, he waved and I smiled already thinking about our next visit to the park.
We left the spectators behind. Passing the rough cement picnic tables, we turned toward the small lake. This area of the park was mostly deserted as everyone else’s attention was on the games being played on the upper ball fields.
The thin straps of my sundress allowed the sun to warm my shoulders while showing off the already golden glow of my skin. I imagined the heat coming from his touch instead. I felt his hand on the small of my back guiding me off of the walking path. I stopped and slipped my shoes off enjoying the feel of the lush grass beneath my toes.
We walked toward a large mimosa tree with its beautiful draping branches. The faint scent of honeysuckle provided a perfume in the air as we slipped inside our outdoor hideaway. The sweeping limbs formed a cavernous room shielding us from the view of anyone who should pass by.
We spread our blanket on the ground. He stepped to the center and pulled me to him. His lips, slow and warm against mine. He wound his fingers through my hair and with a small tug tilted my head making me open beneath his kiss.
I love how his mouth feels on me. I wanted to feel it all over my body. I felt his mouth travel down the side of my neck. My nipples hardened anticipating his touch. They were bare beneath my thin summer dress and I knew he could feel how I responded to him.
His hands moved down my side but not before his thumbs flicked across my breast teasing them into hard points. A small sigh left my lips.
“Careful,” he teased. “You don’t want anyone to hear us.”
Funny how that little taste of danger; the risk of getting caught heightens all the sensations.
His hands slowly slipped down my body, following the curve of my hips, brushing down my thighs until they reached the hem of my dress as he knelt in front of me. His hand slipped underneath my dress. I felt the warmth of his fingers on my inner thighs as he slid my dress up out of his way. Finally revealing the small lace triangle of the front of my barely there thong.
I felt the warmth of his breath on my mound. Then I felt the lightest pressure from the kiss he placed there. His hands moved around to my hips, cupping the nice round globes tight. Then his hands found the elastic of my panties where with one swift tug, it gave way and the material was soon lying on the ground.
My bare pussy was already glistening.
“That’s the second pair you’ve ruined this month,” I said. I knew he would make it up to me.
He just smiled as his tongue snaked out and I felt it slide down my slit. Slow strokes driving me crazy as I stood there. I felt his hands running up the back of my legs to my ass matching the rhythm of his mouth. The warmth I felt had little to do with the weather and everything to do with his touch.
I let out a small cry as his mouth settled over my clit. A teasing flick before he sucked it into his mouth. I felt my knees weaken. Then he slowly took his mouth away. He stood and reached around my back finding the zipper of my dress. Slowly he pulled, one tooth at a time clicking down. I felt the fabric open. I shivered as the dress fell away in a puddle at my feet, but not from the cold. I stood in front of him, totally naked in a public park.
He pulled me down to the blanket. His mouth once again found my nipple. Sucking and tugging while his hand squeezed the other breast. I know he could see the flush spread across my chest as my excitement built. Then I felt his mouth move down to my stomach where his tongue swirled inside my belly button, then continuing the journey lower.
He had settled between my legs, lavishing my pussy with attention. My legs fell open, wider so that nothing hindered his access. His hands were under my hips holding me against his mouth. His tongue dipped in and out of my tight hole. I was so wet for him. I could feel the excitement coiling inside me. With each lick I was getting hotter and hotter. His hands moved from my hips and I felt his fingers join his lips. Pulling my lips apart, opening me wide so that he could taste me deep inside.
His mouth working my clit as his finger dipped inside my core. My hips lifted off the blanket wanting more and more. A rustling sound caused me to open my eyes. My body tensed but he wouldn’t stop. Had we been caught? No. Just a squirrel climbing through the branches.
I was so wet now. He slid a second finger in stretching me. He pulled his fingers out and spread my own juices on my tight asshole. In and out, dipping and spreading. I nearly called out as his finger slide into my tightest hole as his mouth sucked on my clit. I was so close to coming. I could feel the excitement building higher and higher. Then just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he slowed his mouth and fingers.
“Not yet love,” he said. “”I’m not ready for you to come yet.”
I moaned. He was so good at this game. I knew he could bring me to the edge over and over as many times as he wanted. My breathing slowed and I had almost caught my breath when I felt his finger slide back inside me. Slow strokes over that sensitive place deep inside. How he found it over and over so effortlessly always amazed me. Then his tongue flicking across my clit had me squirming beneath him once again. Pushing me to the brink without letting me cross.
“Payback is gonna be such sweet revenge,” I managed to say between breaths.
He just nipped at my clit with his teeth in return. My hips bucked off the blanket once again. The light stubble from his chin adding to the sensations as his mouth fucked me in our outdoor hide-away.
He was still clothed and I couldn’t even get my hands on his cock. I knew it had to be thick with want by now. I loved how it felt, hard and solid in my hand. I wanted it buried inside of me. But he continued using his mouth and fingers in a game of sweet torture.
“Please,” I said.
“Please what?” He asked. “I thought I was pleasing you.”
“Please make me….” My voice trailed off as his fingers dove into my ass and pussy at the same time. Pumping in and out while his tongue danced on my clit was all that it took. I felt my whole body tense before I exploded. I was wild with want. Before my body had recovered, I felt him stand and strip his clothes off. Without wasting any time, he buried his cock to the balls in my cunt.
I know he had to feel it clench around him, holding him tight inside. His cock was so thick and hard. It filled me tight. I finally had that dick where I needed it. My hands roaming up and down his back, loving the feel of his skin. You could feel the muscles in his back rippling as he pounded deep inside me. My legs were tight around his waist as I felt myself slipping closer to another orgasm. I couldn’t believe I could come again so quickly.
But I knew it wouldn’t be long now. I could feel his cock pressing over my g-spot; raking back and forth across the already hyper-sensitized bundle of nerves. He was close too. Playing with me had been torture for him as well.
Three more hard thrusts were all it took. I felt the release from both of us at the same time. The feeling was more intense the second time around. Both of us were breathing heavily. His body felt heavy on top of me but I was in no hurry for him to get up. Slowly, he pushed up on his elbows and looked down at me. A smile spread across his face.
We dressed quickly and folded up our blanket. We left the cocoon of the mimosa tree and walked back the way we came. The softball game was still going strong.
When we reached the parking lot, he walked me to my car and opened the door for me. As I drove away, he waved and I smiled already thinking about our next visit to the park.
Erotic Romance
I've been writing and publishing for over 20 years and have found a new love in writing erotic short stories. I hope everyone who views these, enjoys reading them as much as I enjoy writing them. Feel free to comment, offer suggestions and topics you'd like to see.
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