she shuddered at the feeling of his fingers as he langorously unbuttoned her blouse. from behind, the unmistakable shape of his hardness pressed into the cleft of her bottom through their clothes. she sighed happily, reveling in how her body responded to his touch, how alive her skin felt in the cool evening air as he slipped off her top.
he leaned in, nibbling at her neck, slipping down the side towards her shoulder, then towards the small of her back as he crouched behind her. this lazy, meandering pattern served only to stoke the ember of her desire into a roaring flame.
already she could feel her twin nubs of desire responding to what he was doing, becoming firm. she turned to face him, saw him still crouching on the grass before, and smiled in a way both playful and wicked.
he unbuttoned her jeans with his teeth and pulled down the denim to reveal the black cotton thong beneath. hooking the fabric at her hips, slowly he slid them down to reveal her hidden, trimmed delta.
taking his head in her hands, she drew him in, savoring the coolness of the early summer night against her newly-exposed skin. the thought of doing this here, where they could almost be seen by passersby, sent a bolt of desire through her body.
eagerly, he dove in, tongue & lips teasing—taunting!—her. the warmth of his breath, the teasing, were overwhelming, and her fingers curled into claws. head thrown back, she wondered what this might look like: a woman receiving oral sex from a man crouched at her feet.
she stepped slowly out of her jeans and thong, stepped out of her flats and lost herself to this glorious tongue-lashing, bucking gently against him, pressing the hardened center of her passion against his upper lip.
the thrill of discovery and his talented tongue were taking her to the very brink, she could almost taste her release…
and with that, she pulled back. flashing that playful/wicked smile again, she fell upon him. “enough about me: now it’s your turn.”
his answering look almost sent her careening over the edge.
this time it was her clever hands drawing forth his moans as she pulled off his t-shirt to expose his chest as her weight pressed him down to the ground. her teeth made a trail from his chest, lingered at his nipples, then moved directly to the button of his shorts. repeating his gesture, she pulled them and his boxers down over his hips to reveal his hardness, already wet and glistening in the twilight.
she could feel him kicking off his shoes behind her as she ran her lips from the base of him along the underside to the head, savoring the sweetness of his excitement.
a breeze tickled at her lower mouth, sparking an idea. she spun around, never breaking contact with his member and allowed him to return to what he’d been doing earlier.
his hands immediately caught her hips, pulling her sweetness down to him.
and now, the circuit was closed: mouth to sex, sex to mouth…a wonderful wet whirlpool of desire drawing them ever deeper into one another. at times, one or the other would stop, break away, the panting only briefly interrupting the pulse pounding in their ears, beating as one…
until together, they exploded, comets filling the early evening sky.
finis



