She thought she had me figured out. The conversation was good, our pasts had some similarities, our current lives were different but now converging. I already knew she was more of a submissive, but I had to find out for myself. After a few drinks, I began to touch her gently as she spoke. Caressing her arm, the back of her neck just under her hairline, stroking her hair….we soon began to kiss. Her eyes widened and her face glowed in the firelight. The intensity of our kisses grew as I stood up over her and instead of the gentle caress, my hand firmly took her hair. She stopped breathing as I moved her head to the left and kissed her neck…as my warm breath brushed against her ear. She smiled as I stepped behind her camp chair taking her hair firmly into my hand. Again, tilting her head to to the side to kiss and bite her neck as my free hand found it’s way down the front of her shirt. Her firm tit in hand, her obviously sensitive nipple pinched and pulled tightly between my fingers. She groaned with desire. We made our way over to a more secluded part of my urban yard. I got up and sat on the edge of the picnic table, feet on the bench. She was unbuckling my pants with this amazingly adorable smile. I sat back as she pulled my hard cock out of my pants, taking it into her soft hands. She kissed me then went to her knees. She took my dick into her mouth…sucking and licking it to my pleasure. The moonlight lit up her face…she looked so eager to please me and it fucking turned me on. I leaned over her, once again making use of her hair, pulled her head back to look into my eyes. I told her that if it was anyone else I might be concerned with their delicate knees on the rough concrete, but I knew she liked it. By now her top and bra was off….I told her to take off her shorts, she obliged. She stood and turned away from me as she loosened and dropped them to the ground. Her panties were all that were between me and her sweet ass. Still turned away from me, I ordered her back to her knees. Once on her knees, her hair held firmly in my fist, i kissed her from above, fondling her sensitive breasts more aggressively, she moaned…a breathy, “Oh God.” I stopped her. I spoke clearly, but quietly into her ear, “God has nothing to do with what’s happening right now, my name is Dylan.” She smiled as I made her repeat my name. Soon she was facing me and her cock hungry mouth was taking me in. I began to thrust a bit, to her delight…her eyes so eager and yearning. I wanted to come….she pulled back, looking up at me, biting her lip…smiling…ready as my pre-cum dripped onto her tongue…my cock emptied into her thirsty little mouth….she looked so happy….God knows I was….of course….God really had nothing to do with it.
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