Your words floor me. Never before have I felt as much pride in myself as I did when those words came out of your mouth. We locked eyes, in absolute awe of the radiant woman standing in front of me. You pull me close to you, giving me a long, purposeful kiss, breaking me from my trance. Taking my hand and giving it a squeeze, you turn and lead me away, feeling the way ahead of you until we clear the underside of the deck and arrive at the tree line.
Pushing branches out of the way, we head into a grove of trees until we find a small patch of grass. You turn to face me, initially going for a kiss before wrestling my shirt off me and fumbling with my belt and pants. Dropping to your knees, you aggressively slide my pants off, but take your time pulling down my boxers. Inch by inch, you pull them down, gently tugging on the edge of the legs. My hard cock now straining against the elastic band. Through the moonlight, I make out a smirk growing across your face as you look up for approval. I smile and nod.
You make the final tug, finally freeing it. Taking it in one hand, you slowly take the head in your mouth, swirling your tongue around it and gently sucking it. Pumping with one hand, you work your way down the shaft and back up again. Glancing through the trees, I see the remnants of the party trying to get a makeshift bonfire going at one of the firepits. The threat of being caught amplifies the situation to a level I had never experienced before. Seemingly aware of the situation, you speed up, taking my cock deeper down your throat for longer. My knees buckle slightly, and I brace myself on the nearest tree. You slide my dick out of your mouth, giving it one last lick.
“That good?”
“Uh…yeah. Yeah, that’s…that was good.” I manage. You lick from the bottom of the shaft up to the head, giving it one last suck before returning it to slowly stroking it. I rest my hand on your head, gently pushing it back down on it. Getting the idea, you drop your hands to your side and clasp them behind your back. With a fist full of your hair, I start thrusting hard into your mouth, tickling the back of your throat. Your muffled moans grow more and more choked off with each pump. I thrust one last time as deep as I can go, holding it momentarily before quickly pulling out, a long string of saliva running from your lip to the head of my cock before falling off and landing on your shirt. You wipe the access spit from your mouth before looking down at your shirt. After playing with the collar you pull it off in one swift motion and toss it aside, followed shortly by your bra.
Standing up, you press your body against mine, licking and sucking on my earlobe. My breath comes out in stutters and gasps as I tug at the waistband of your pants. Hooking a finger under your thong, I pull everything off in one quick movement. You step from the crumpled garments and gently push me back towards the grass.
“Lay down,” you whisper. I do as I’m told. Your voice is heaven in my ears, making me drunk with a desire to obey your even command. Getting down on your hands and knees, you crawl up my body, taking the opportunity to lick the base of my cock again before kissing up my body, letting your breasts lightly caress it along the way. After one last deep kiss, you guide my cock to your dripping, anticipating pussy. Then slowly you lean back, sliding it inch by inch down until it disappears. Grabbing your tits, you moan and begin gently riding me. I grab your hips, guiding your body up and down before pulling you down on top of me. You greet me with another long kiss as I start thrusting hard and harder, holding your body tight against mine.
Rolling you on your side, I move out from under you and put you on your hands and knees. You arch your back and spread your knees slightly, giving me perfect access. Drawing a circle around your clit with the head of my dick, I take a moment to glance up. Just beyond the trees are a couple walking quickly towards us. We freeze.
“Shit,” I whisper.
Looking back over your shoulder, you reach your hand back to my waist. “Don’t give up on me now that we have an audience.”
I slowly start back up again, torn between being stuck in the moment with you and keeping an eye on our new friends. They were now close enough that I could tell they were from the party, but nothing more than that. They stopped just after entering the woods to furiously make out, running their hands over each other’s bodies.
“Just keep going.”
Drunk on your words, I continue. Half hoping they turn around and leave, and half hoping they don’t.
I do my best to control my breathing, but you don’t seem bothered to try.
“Spank me…” you demand, under your breath.
I give a very subdued slap, immediately glancing at our new friends to see if they heard.
Nothing.
“Baby…spank me,” you say louder.
*Fuck it,* I think.
I slap your ass harder than before and you give out a loud sigh.
The other couple stop what they’re doing and look our way. I see them have a brief conversation before agreeing with each other and walking our way.
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