Sunshine on the deck…
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Posted:Aug 17, 2012 12:54 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2013 7:56 pm
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The sun was finally shining, the sky was clear, and there was a nice breeze moving the air making it just perfect. I took my book, a glass of ice water and a blanket, and spread myself out on the deck on my belly to get some me time.
I was becoming very engrossed in the happenings between Dirk and Rhiannon in medieval Scotland when a shadow crossed my back. I only noticed, as it suddenly got a bit cooler than it had been just a moment ago. It was enough to grab my attention slightly, but I quickly regained my spot and continued on with my reading. The action was just getting hot and heavy between the two characters, with kilts dropping and bloomers finding themselves strewn on dirt floors. As I continued to read, I could feel my arousal increasing, my juices beginning to flow making me warm and wet as I squirmed around rubbing my clit through the blanket and bikini on the rough, hard deck surface.
As I started to really get into the story and feel the burning and desire grow inside me, I felt something tug on my bikini top… a hand. A strong, sure, confident hand pulling at the strings until they were undone. My breath caught, my thighs clenched, and my pussy started to drip fully now. The book lay in front of me unnoticed, but the effects of it were only becoming stronger. I could feel his hands on my now bare back, and the warmth flooded my body unlike anything the sun could ever do to me.
He was squatting above me and I could feel his body close to mine, making tingles run up and down the length of my legs. His hands touched me fully now, spread wide and open as they made contact with my back. He moved them slowly but firmly on my back, each point of contact feeling like fire as it sent sensations through to every part of my body. He slowly slid his hands to the sides, his fingertips grazing the sides of my breasts.
I rolled over now, and as I looked into his eyes and saw the pure desire reflected back at me in their depths, I melted completely. He lay down next to me, his hands continuing their journey. His hands kneaded my breasts now, his fingertips pinching and playing lightly with my nipples. I was so aroused now that this small touch was enough to send me to the moon and back again.
As my body stopped shaking, I found the energy to turn over onto my knees and take my turn. My lips found his chest and I nibbled lightly at his nipples. I could feel his intake of breath and I knew that I had done it just right. I sucked and played with my teeth, then moved down his abs, feeling the muscles beneath his warm skin. His solid chest did it to me every time, my pussy feeling that anticipation grow and grow. Finally I reached the waistband of his shorts, and I quickly opened them and discarded them, sliding them off his body deftly as I had done so many times before. My attentions turned to what was hiding inside them.
His cock was hard. No surprise there. I touched it lightly with my lips, the head twitching as I did so. He took in a breath as my mouth engulfed him fully and I started to play with my tongue. Swirling, sucking, playing lightly with my teeth on his head, I so enjoyed every moment. I pulled ever more inside my mouth until the entire length was inside, sliding down my throat and I fought the urge to gag. I held it there, my nose touching his pelvis, and then pulled back off, although never all the way. I began again with my teasing and playing, repeating the whole process, driving him wild with desire.
Finally I could wait no longer, and I sat upright. I looked into his face, climbed on top of him and lowered myself down onto his hardness. I let out a long breath as he slid deep inside of me, touching me in all the right places as I took him fully inside.
First I started to ride him slowly, pulling off and pushing him back in as I sat on my knees atop his tanned, hard body. My milky white skin contrasted to his, just as my softness contrasted to his hard, taut muscles. The feelings began to build, and my pace quickened, and he joined in, thrusting upward and inward with each stroke. My clit rubbed against him, driving me even higher. I could feel my orgasm building, and at the same time, I knew his quickened pace meant his was almost here too.
Grinding against each other quickly now, I forced myself to relax and felt the flow of warmth between us as I squirted fully on his cock, dripping out and down over his balls. My final release swept over me and I almost didn't registered his increased pace and final tensing as he blew an incredible load of warmth inside me. We both let it overtake us, then I collapsed on top of him. Our breathing was hard and fast, our lips touched sweetly in a satisfied kiss. I could now feel the sun on my back again as I lay there catching my breath, feeling a different kind of warmth fill me from the inside of my core right out and to the very tips of my fingers and toes. A smile spread across my lips as I lay there and enjoyed our afterglow.
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