I’ve read your bio. Tell me a story...
Just a quick walk, you said. I want to show you something, you said. Even though it’s a hot summer day, the trail we are walking is dark and a little gloomy. I’m only wearing short shorts and a T-shirt, so I shiver occasionally. You are ahead of me a little, striding confidently on the path you obviously know well. I pick my way a bit more carefully, grateful that you insisted I wear proper walking boots. They are allowing me to keep up.
Suddenly you stop, and motion towards a slightly overgrown path. You smile... “It’s just through here... the thing I want to show you...” you say, your eyes glinting mischievously.
You lead the way, pushing through the slightly overgrown path. The bushes close in behind us as we go. I’m a little worried. It’s tramping 101 to not leave the trail, but I choose to trust you. You seem excited. You’re smiling and pointing out anything of interest as we pick our way along. I doubt many know about this track. I try not to think if you’ve brought anyone else here before.
Just as suddenly as the path appeared, we break out into a clearing. I hear the water before I see it. It’s a beautiful clear stream, running over large smooth rocks. There are several deep pools, deep enough to sit in. The water eddies and swirls through them. I put my hand over my eyes to survey the scene properly. It’s so beautiful. And quiet. Secluded. I hear nothing but the water, and insects and birds. I feel like we are alone on the earth. The sun is suddenly very warm on my skin after walking through the dense forest. I jump a little as you slide your arms around me, pressing against my back. “Isn’t it perfect?” You quietly rumble into my ear. Your tone and the way you are holding me is suggestive. I lean back into you, content with the scene and the feel of your body against mine.
I rest my hands on your arms and enjoy the sun against our skin. You start to gently kiss my neck and I hum at the sensation. You run your hands down my front, to my hips then up again, this time under my T-shirt. I lift my arms and put my hands on your head as you taste my neck and feel your way across my bra. My nipples react quickly to your touch and you stroke them through the lace. We push our hips together and I can feel a hint of your arousal against my ass. I close my eyes against the bright sun and smile. I’m starting to get the feeling this is what you really wanted to show me.
Gently, you release me and sit down on the edge of the stream. You start taking your boots off and look up at me questioningly... “Are you going to stand there all day or are we going to cool off?” You ask, smirking a little at my obviously distracted state. I sit down beside you and take my boots off and gratefully dip my feet into the cool, clear water. I lean back and turn my face up to the sun, closing my eyes to the brightness. We sit like this for a while, enjoying the quiet, comfortable in the presence of each other. I can feel your body heat radiating against my side, as we sit close but not quite touching. All my senses are alert to your physical proximity and my body hums with an undercurrent of arousal. I hear you stand and start to wade through the water. I open my eyes and see you moving through the water to the other side, exploring the large rocks where the water cascades over them. You glance back to see me staring at you and motion me to join you. My skin is glistening with a fine layer of sweat now, and I’m happy to join you on the other side of the stream where it’s a little shaded.
Together we explore the stream, showing each other beautiful parts of the little clearing. Occasionally you pull me into your arms and we share a kiss, but you always pull away before it gets too heated. My arousal is growing with every touch and taste of you, and I’m starting to think you are teasing me intentionally. The next time you pull me in, I don’t let you go. Your hands move down to grasp my ass and pull my hips into yours. I wrap my arms around your neck and tangle my fingers in your hair. Our mouths are locked together, tongues dancing, tasting and tormenting each other, desperate for more no matter how close we are. I can feel your hardening cock against my stomach and I moan into your mouth with approval. You move your hand around to the front of my shorts and roughly push it under, finding my pussy warm and wet. I eagerly part my legs a little to allow your strong fingers better access to my need. I grind against your hand as your fingers push into my centre and your thumb circles my quickly hardening clit. I break away from our kiss to catch my breath and pant against your shoulder.
Somehow, your free hand releases my bra, and I slip it off without removing my T-shirt. Then you are undoing my shorts, pushing them and my panties down into the water. You grab my hips and turn me round, bending me forward over one of the large smooth rocks. I gasp as the cold water soaks through my T-shirt and hits my breasts and hard, sensitive nipples. You use your knee to roughly part my legs and I barely have time to find a hold on the rock before you are thrusting into me. I cry out and groan in pleasure, as your hard cock fills me to perfection. With one hand on my hip and the other holding me down against the rock, you start to pound into me. The feeling of your hot, hard cock, the solid rock beneath me and the cool water flowing against my body is sending my senses into overdrive and I can already feel my climax rushing to the surface. I’ve completely forgotten where we are and am lost in the feelings of pleasure as you claim my cunt.
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