Blue dress

She walks towards me through the sun dappled glade, where I’ve retreated to get a little respite from the summer heat.

She makes a beeline for me, and I’m torn between her dark eyes and her tits that move hypnotically under her dress. She reads my mind and smirks at my indecision.

She gets closer and I catch a hint of her perfume before she takes my hand, whispers, “Come with me, slut,” and pulls me further away from the crowds.

She pushes me against a tree, pinning my body with hers and kisses me deeply. Her hands sliding up the side of my neck, winding into my hair, then one slips back down and grabs my balls.

Pulling back with my bottom lip between her teeth, she looks me in the eye and pushes down on my shoulder. I follow her lead immediately, and she lands on top of me on the mossy ground, with her dress sliding up her thighs.

She somehow unzips my trousers and pulls out my rapidly growing cock in a moment, and grabs my cheek with her palm as she slides down on it.

Urgently she kisses me again, rolling her hips as I grow ever harder. Deep, she grinds against me, finding the spot where my pubic bone presses on her clit.

Harder, she presses, and with her forehead pressed against mine her brow furrows and her face and chest start to flush.

She takes a deep breath and whimpers gently into my mouth as she cums, her body tense for one, two, three long seconds.

Then she relaxes, and presses her cheek against mine for a moment. Then she’s back on her feet, fixing her dress and brushing away leaves and grass.

And she’s gone, with her fingertips leaving a gentle trace across my jawline.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vuallj/blue_dress