24-05-2019, 03:56 PM
In about fifteen minutes you wake up, refreshed & perky. You look up & my gaze locks into your eyes. You feel wonderfully intimate warmth envelop your body. You raise your face and offer your half open lips to me. I can taste the energy drink as we exchange a long, lingering, open mouthed kiss. The kiss leaves us both breathless & aroused. You encourage me with little mewling sounds as I ravish your lips, face and throat with my mouth, moving your body as needed to let me have unhindered access to your treasures. I taste the salty tang and savor the silken smoothness of your skin...
In a while, I make you stand before me & raise your arms. I bury my nose in a hairy, unwashed armpit. I can smell your arousal in the heady bouquet of scents emanating from it and taste your salty, spicy sweat as I lick the soft tuft. You feel ticklish & giggle a bit as I alternate between two armpits, but then the ticklishness disappears & your arousal ratchets up a notch as you react to the pleasure I am getting. I want to play with your breasts and move to take off your top.
"No!" You suddenly stop me, firmly holding down the hem of the top.
"What's the matter?" I ask, nonplussed.
"What if somebody there has binoculars?" You ask, looking down at the valley. We can still se knots of people in the far distance along the highway.
"Oh come on! Nobody is going to be looking at us. We're so far away. And besides, nobody will recognize us even if they are looking!" I cajole you. But you refuse to relent, rebelliously maintaining a firm grip on the hem of the top. A complex interplay of emotions goes on in your mind. There is a strange glint in your eyes as you alternately feel shy as well as thrilled at the thought of being exposed in public & you wish to please your lover as well as to torment him.
"I'll rip it open!" I threaten, getting impatient.
You stick your tongue out, provoking me even further. I grab the V neck of your top with both hands & yank it apart. Although the fabric is soft and stretchy, the stitching around the neck is strong & refuses to give way. You giggle uncontrollably at my failure.
"Just you wait!" I say angrily. I fish out my trusty Swiss Army pocket knife. In a trice, I slice through the tough stitching at the neck and yank the top apart, causing it to rip halfway down to the hem. Your beautiful, plump breasts are exposed at last, framed by the jagged edges of the ripped top.
The ripping noise has had a powerful aphrodisiacal effect on both of us, ratcheting up our arousal another couple of notches. I have trouble keeping my frenzy under control so that I do not hurt your defenseless breasts as I take my pleasure squeezing and fondling them, & twisting your nipples to my heart's content. You alternately press each breast against my face, guiding your nipple into my mouth. You mewl in ecstasy as I suckle, whispering incoherent encouragements. I sense your knees go weak & lower you gently on to the flat rock by my side while your upper body lies across my lap.
You relax luxuriantly across my lap, uncaring about your exposed upper body & waist. You lie unresisting as my hand slips under the elastic waistband of your track pants & covers your mound. You start moaning throatily & thrash your hips jerkily as my fingers stroke your cunny lips over the cotton panties. Your moans grow in intensity as you gradually approach the peak of your orgasm. Suddenly your hand stops mine. You push the track pants as well as panties down below your knees and then place my hand firmly back on your naked mound.
All your privates are now fully exposed to my gaze, in broad, late-morning daylight, out under the open sky. There are knots of people down by the side of the highway, perhaps only a few hundred meters away as the crow flies. Some of them could actually be looking at us through powerful binoculars at this very moment. But you are past caring...
Although the elastic band of the track suit around your knees doesn't allow you to spread your legs wide, you make enough room to let me slide my finger between your inner cunny lips. Fortunately, I've washed my hand a while ago after drinking water.
"Anhh... anhh... anhh..." You moan lustily as I finger-fuck your pussy and my thumb circles your clit. It takes hardly any time for you to climax. A deep shudder passes through your body and you go rigid for a while, before going limp. My finger is still buried inside you. Slowly, I start fingering you again, more gently this time. Over the next twenty minutes, you experience at least three more climaxes. Finally you exhale a deep sigh, firmly pull my hand out and shut your thighs. You have an utterly contented look on your face. I let you rest for another quarter hour and then gently make you sit up.
"I want you to suck my cock now!" I say hoarsely.
"Yess...!" You respond, licking your lips.
I spread out your jacket on the ground to cushion your knees. You kneel between my legs. Your fingers fumble with the drawstring of my Bermudas and soon my shorts and Bermudas are off my legs. I have no compunction getting naked before you, out in the open. You stare greedily at my throbbing, erect cock. The red crown is wet with precum. I watch fascinated as you lean forward and rub your face against my cock. The leaky cock head leaves a trail of sticky fluid across your cheeks, eyelids, forehead and chin before it eventually disappears inside your open mouth.
"Ahhh..." I sigh pleasurably as your hot mouth closes over the cock head and I feel your tongue flicking over it. I remove the scarf around your hair & loosen the juda. Your unbound hair spills down your shoulders, partly obscuring your breasts from view. I grab a handful of hair and guide your mouth against my crotch. You grasp my cock at the base & start sucking it.
"Hnhh... hnhh... hnhh...!" I grunt rhythmically and my hips jerk up & down as you fellate me earnestly, giving it all you've got, ignoring the gagging sensation as my crown rubs against the back of your throat. You look up & see the expression of utter ecstasy on my face. A thrill runs through your body; you're happy to pleasure your lover. The thought that people might actually be watching you suck my cock causes another surge of arousal to course through you. You experience one more climax just as I hit an intense orgasm and start spurting.
In a while, I make you stand before me & raise your arms. I bury my nose in a hairy, unwashed armpit. I can smell your arousal in the heady bouquet of scents emanating from it and taste your salty, spicy sweat as I lick the soft tuft. You feel ticklish & giggle a bit as I alternate between two armpits, but then the ticklishness disappears & your arousal ratchets up a notch as you react to the pleasure I am getting. I want to play with your breasts and move to take off your top.
"No!" You suddenly stop me, firmly holding down the hem of the top.
"What's the matter?" I ask, nonplussed.
"What if somebody there has binoculars?" You ask, looking down at the valley. We can still se knots of people in the far distance along the highway.
"Oh come on! Nobody is going to be looking at us. We're so far away. And besides, nobody will recognize us even if they are looking!" I cajole you. But you refuse to relent, rebelliously maintaining a firm grip on the hem of the top. A complex interplay of emotions goes on in your mind. There is a strange glint in your eyes as you alternately feel shy as well as thrilled at the thought of being exposed in public & you wish to please your lover as well as to torment him.
"I'll rip it open!" I threaten, getting impatient.
You stick your tongue out, provoking me even further. I grab the V neck of your top with both hands & yank it apart. Although the fabric is soft and stretchy, the stitching around the neck is strong & refuses to give way. You giggle uncontrollably at my failure.
"Just you wait!" I say angrily. I fish out my trusty Swiss Army pocket knife. In a trice, I slice through the tough stitching at the neck and yank the top apart, causing it to rip halfway down to the hem. Your beautiful, plump breasts are exposed at last, framed by the jagged edges of the ripped top.
The ripping noise has had a powerful aphrodisiacal effect on both of us, ratcheting up our arousal another couple of notches. I have trouble keeping my frenzy under control so that I do not hurt your defenseless breasts as I take my pleasure squeezing and fondling them, & twisting your nipples to my heart's content. You alternately press each breast against my face, guiding your nipple into my mouth. You mewl in ecstasy as I suckle, whispering incoherent encouragements. I sense your knees go weak & lower you gently on to the flat rock by my side while your upper body lies across my lap.
You relax luxuriantly across my lap, uncaring about your exposed upper body & waist. You lie unresisting as my hand slips under the elastic waistband of your track pants & covers your mound. You start moaning throatily & thrash your hips jerkily as my fingers stroke your cunny lips over the cotton panties. Your moans grow in intensity as you gradually approach the peak of your orgasm. Suddenly your hand stops mine. You push the track pants as well as panties down below your knees and then place my hand firmly back on your naked mound.
All your privates are now fully exposed to my gaze, in broad, late-morning daylight, out under the open sky. There are knots of people down by the side of the highway, perhaps only a few hundred meters away as the crow flies. Some of them could actually be looking at us through powerful binoculars at this very moment. But you are past caring...
Although the elastic band of the track suit around your knees doesn't allow you to spread your legs wide, you make enough room to let me slide my finger between your inner cunny lips. Fortunately, I've washed my hand a while ago after drinking water.
"Anhh... anhh... anhh..." You moan lustily as I finger-fuck your pussy and my thumb circles your clit. It takes hardly any time for you to climax. A deep shudder passes through your body and you go rigid for a while, before going limp. My finger is still buried inside you. Slowly, I start fingering you again, more gently this time. Over the next twenty minutes, you experience at least three more climaxes. Finally you exhale a deep sigh, firmly pull my hand out and shut your thighs. You have an utterly contented look on your face. I let you rest for another quarter hour and then gently make you sit up.
"I want you to suck my cock now!" I say hoarsely.
"Yess...!" You respond, licking your lips.
I spread out your jacket on the ground to cushion your knees. You kneel between my legs. Your fingers fumble with the drawstring of my Bermudas and soon my shorts and Bermudas are off my legs. I have no compunction getting naked before you, out in the open. You stare greedily at my throbbing, erect cock. The red crown is wet with precum. I watch fascinated as you lean forward and rub your face against my cock. The leaky cock head leaves a trail of sticky fluid across your cheeks, eyelids, forehead and chin before it eventually disappears inside your open mouth.
"Ahhh..." I sigh pleasurably as your hot mouth closes over the cock head and I feel your tongue flicking over it. I remove the scarf around your hair & loosen the juda. Your unbound hair spills down your shoulders, partly obscuring your breasts from view. I grab a handful of hair and guide your mouth against my crotch. You grasp my cock at the base & start sucking it.
"Hnhh... hnhh... hnhh...!" I grunt rhythmically and my hips jerk up & down as you fellate me earnestly, giving it all you've got, ignoring the gagging sensation as my crown rubs against the back of your throat. You look up & see the expression of utter ecstasy on my face. A thrill runs through your body; you're happy to pleasure your lover. The thought that people might actually be watching you suck my cock causes another surge of arousal to course through you. You experience one more climax just as I hit an intense orgasm and start spurting.
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