Some of the most aesthetically pleasing sex I’ve ever had took place in an isolated river with minor rapids and a tiny waterfall. I was wearing a cute skirt bikini when he pressed me against a rock In the creek and started kissing me.
He grabbed my tits and pushed the top aside, kissing down my neck and sucking on my tits while he touched and fingered me. I was leaning against his shoulder as he worshipped me, looking out a the sun flowing through the trees. The creek bubbled and sang, combining with my quiet moans in a soft harmony.
It’s impossible not to feel like a cottage core whore goddess when the sun is making his skin glitter golden under your lips and you explode as a river gushes around you. I begged him to fuck me and he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, my ass up for him as I leaned over the rock.
He pushed into me, I was wet already from coming on his fingers and took him easily despite the water. The river splashed between my thighs and the rock as he fucked me fast. He grabbed my hair by the root and pulled my head back, kissing my shoulder and neck as he destroyed me.
I watched a black capped chickadee fly from one aspen to another, feeling utterly connected to him, myself and the world. I knew there was the potential of being caught, but it just added to it, knowing someone could walk up to see my throat in his hands as he railed me, my g cup tits bouncing and ass slapping against him.
I know the scenery and my moans turned him on too because he came all over my ass and then kissed me hard.
After, I hiked back with most of his cum still on me under my summer dress.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10b2mao/getting_fucked_outside_in_a_beautiful_river_mf