As I walked down the trail, the butterflies were fluttering around my stomach so violently, I felt as I would puke. It was always like this right before I got to see her, so my body has sort of learned to adjust to the feeling, which I was thankful for. On the outside, I have always looked calm and collected, but I was in the middle of a hurricane on the inside. God, how I loved the feeling.
The sun had dipped below the horizon some time ago, to the point where it was nearly pitch black out. There was just enough light for me to see her there, standing on the bridge we have always met on, staring out at the creek it traversed. A gorgeous specimen, with blonde hair and deepest blue eyes. She wore a tank top and a skirt that I’m sure some would find much too short. Subconsciously, my pace had quickened to nearly a job. I needed every second I could get with her.
As I got closed, she turned to me, that same half-cocky smile she always had when she saw me. I was fortunate that I did not have a mirror to look in – I am sure I had the dumbest look on my face. A walked up to a spot next to her and rested my back against the bridge wall, turning my head to her, a sassy, seductive look on my face.
“Took you long enough,” she said, as she moved to face me, pressing into my body as her hands went to my hips. No need to even bother with a response, I thought.
I moved my hands to cup her face, pulling her even closer into me as we began our deep, passionate kiss. We were like two dancers, perfectly in sync, as we twisted our tongues together. Before I even realized it had happened, my hands slid down her body, feeling every inch of her, pulling her in as close to me as possible. My lips parted with hers, and I took the opportunity to slide my mouth to her neck, sucking and nibbling gently. As I did so, my hands slid lower, gripping her ass and giving it a good squeeze. We both simultaneously started to thrust into each other, grinding through clothes like we were two high schoolers.
I moved my head up to her left ear, nibbled on for just a second and then whispered to her.
“I need you, now.”
She looked up at me almost incredulously.
“You want to do it here,” she asked. “Right here on this bridge in the middle of the open?”
I laughed out loud. The thought of doing it out in the open, with the slight chance of getting caught by any passerby, was incredible exciting and enticing. “I have no problems with that. Do you?”
She gave me a smile that nearly knocked me over. As a response, she drew me into her, both her hands going directly for waistband on my gym shorts, pulling them down to my ankles. She slowly made her way to her knees. She looked up at me, waiting for me to beg with my eyes to have her mouth around my dick. I happily obliged. While still looking up at me, she opened her mouth wide and slid my dick into her mouth. I could feel her sucking on my head, while dancing her tongue around it, teasing the pre-cum out of me. I couldn’t stop myself from moaning audibly, getting lost in the moment, feeling so alive. She moved one hand to my shaft and started pumping it while she continued to suck on my head. My hand instinctively went to the back of her head, slowly pushing her head onto my dick in unison with her hand strokes. She started to take in more, deeper and deeper. Both of my hands were on her head at this point, and I began to slowly thrust into her, fucking her face just like she liked it.
It felt so good, but I knew that if I kept it up, I surely would finish much sooner than I wanted to. I mustered the willpower to pull myself out. I needed to be inside of her, to feel myself deep in her. I wanted to hear her moans – to feel her lust and loss of control.
I took a position lying down on the bridge and gave her a little head nod, ushering her over to me. She crawled up on top of me, placing her hands on my chest as she started to slowly grind her wet pussy on my shaft. She still had that seductive smile on her face. She knew exactly how to push my buttons, and she knew that she did, and she knew that I loved it.
Finally, after what felt like many agonizingly pleasurable seconds, she slowly let my cock slide into her, making sure every inch was able to slide deep inside. It was at this moment that she started to ride me, putting any cowgirl I would have ever met to shame. I brought my hands to her ass, spreading her cheeks as I felt the motion of her going back and forth, up and down. Her moans became more audible and pronounced, and her pace quickened. She was going wild, and I couldn’t get enough.
I brought my legs in closer, so my knees were in the air, holding her up in the air with my hands on her ass as I started to thrust into her. I kept my pace quick, my force hard, hearing the slaps of her ass against my thighs as they met. I was so close to cumming, fighting it off with every ounce of strength I could, wanting to continue to pound her for as long as possible.
“Oh god, baby. Cum for me, I need it” she said in between breaths. I knew she was close too, so I stopped fighting it. With a few deeper, harder thrusts, I finally let loose, pumping her with my load. We were both out of breath, but we both had authentic smiles on our face. I stared into her eyes for a moment, getting lost in vastness of them. That is how I felt – I was lost in her, and it was the greatest feeling. I pulled her in close, and kissed her passionately, pulling her in close to me as I was still inside her.
We cuddled for a short time – much shorter than I would have hoped for. But she had to go, and I had to understand. We put on our discarded clothing slowly, barely taking our eyes off each other as we did. I pulled her in close for one final, long, deep kiss. I had to let her go, but it got harder and harder each time.
I pulled away, bid her a good night, and watched her turn to leave. As I watched her go, I had noted the number of times she turned to look back to me. A total of four times – two more than last. It was apparent that it was getting just as difficult for her to walk away as it was for me.
Finally, after I lost sight of her, I turned and headed back home. It all felt so surreal. I was living a fantasy, I told myself, and I didn’t ever want to wake up to reality.
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