She got in the car with a tight, white tank, a hot, little skirt and red Chuck Taylors. Trying not to be obvious, (but I couldn't help myself) I lingered over her cleavage and highly visible nipples. Wearing a super thin bra, she acted like she didn't notice, but I'm sure she did...I think that was probably her intention.
We were headed out to a prairie that was being expanded with some new restoration work. I was glad they had trails designed for access, because neither of was really dressed to push through thick grass...I was wearing shorts and flip flops and she had that tiny little skirt.
I was shooting some of the late-blooming forbes, and numerous poses that featured Tina. She looked sexy as hell and I had to reposition myself several times...botany can be terribly arousing. After about an hour, we were standing in the tall swaying grasses, under a big sky and making out. She reached down to stroke the growing shaft, and flashed a sexy smile, "Let's do it here!"
She unbuckled the belt, and I pushed my shorts and underwear down. With everything bunched around my ankles, my dick stood hard and upright in the autumn sun. Emerging from thick, bushy pubes and arching proudly over my belly, it pointed up to the warm blue sky.
There was no way she could resist eight inches of warm flesh and started stroking. Her amazing gray eyes twinkled in the sun and she could only smile, while I awkwardly kicked my clothes and flip flops aside and pressed my body into hers.
She looked at me with those beautiful eyes and sensuously slid her tongue over her lips, slowly dropping to her knees. She worked the area just under the head, flicking back and forth over the ridge. At the same time, she reached up to run her fingers through the pubes, and up over my abs.
With a huge grin, she slipped off the tank top; looking happy, totally content, she took hold of it and wrapped tight her lips around the head. I watched her suckle my cock in the dappled shade of a big lonesome bur oak; the warm sunlight skirted the edge of its canopy and animated the subtle movement of her breasts.
Still dating, but definitely serious, we'd been together for more than a year...and this moment was exactly why. She was sexy as hell, with her lips, tongue, mouth and hands all working together. Mmmm...with the right person on their knees, multi-tasking certainly becomes sexual prowess.
Her hands moved over my cock, spreading spit up and down the shaft. Fighting back what little gag reflex she had, I felt her throat expanding to take the head. When I put my hands on her shoulders, she wanted me to take control and guided my hand to the back of her head. I held her steady, using both hands, and started thrusting gently, into her throat.
She gagged once and I immediately pulled out. Looking down, I caressed her cheeks and asked, "You okay?"
"Yeah, it's good, keep going," she smiled.
I tightened the grip on her head and began pumping gently through her lips...and into her throat. At first, I thought she was trying to get me off...service my cock quick...you know? But I soon realized, she was just getting started and leaned back. She was getting me ready for more...much more and pulled down her panties. Tracing her fingers through her pussy and then circling her clit, she pushed inside and pumped her fingers deep. Grinning, she placed them both on my lips to savor the arousal.
I watched her pump a few more times, but this time she sampled her own pleasure and moaned. I pulled her close, to share the juices, before tossing her panties into the grass.
I got between her legs and started licking her pussy, teasing her clit, and gently pumping my fingers into the warming embrace. The musky scent of sweet arousal demanded that I push my tongue deep and start fucking.
She begged as I soaked up the wetness, "Oh Rob...Rob...god damn...don't stop...don't stop that!"
Clearly that wasn't happening, and I quickly mumbled, "Mmmm...you...you taste amazing...tastes like you need my tongue...but you're going to need a cock...soon!"
"Mmmm...I know I will...ahhhh...ahhhh...I can't wait...can't wait for that!" Wanting me deeper, she started rolling her hips, to ride my tongue. She moaned, "Ahhhh Rob...Rob...that...that's good...yeah...yeah...yeah, so good!"
Still grinding my tongue, she continued moaning as I went deep, savoring every drop of her rich musk.
To keep her bud in the mix, I fought her hips to pull back to where I could reach it. When I was able to suck and flick it with my tongue, she almost screamed. She gripped my head tight till the pleasure overwhelmed her; I felt her shuddering on my lips, and soft screams echoed the ecstasy flowing through her body. When it passed, she gently worked her hips, while I traced her pussy and the tiny slit with my tongue.
I moved up to work her nipples, encircling each tiny erection with my lips. She held me and pulled me in tight, pushing it deeper between my lips...she fucked my mouth with her nipples. Our lips met several times, and I licked her all over, going back and forth between her tits, sucking, teasing and nibbling.
I felt her moans with my lips, but I knew what she really wanted and grinned, "Sweetie, let's go over to those trees."
We moved down a gentle slope into the dappled shade of some willow and poplar. With the leaves already turning gold, the warm sun that afternoon seemed to electrify them. A warm autumn is hard to beat when the sky is intense blue and bright, and the leaves are turning...you know?
"This's perfect; we can even hear the creek...Rob you know how to pick'm."
Our lips met and then I smiled, "Well, I picked you too, sweetie."
She softly said, "I want you to fuck me, right now!"
We pushed the grass down to form a cozy layer and I grinned, "I know you love doggystyle...bend over on your hands and knees for me."
I settled in behind her and rubbed spit over the head. She was moist, and I worked it up and down through her lips, and then over her clit.
By the time I added more spit, she was begging me to put it inside. "Mmmm, give me that dick...yeah...yeah...I can handle it...I can handle it without lube...put it in...put it in and fuck me!" She groaned as she felt it split her open and push inside; gently and gradually, I got a little deeper, but it wasn't easy going. We needed more than spit...or lube.
She looked back, "Let's try something different...I guess I was wrong. Doggy isn't going to work without the lube."
She rolled over to lay on her back, drawing her legs way back to spread them wide. Then, using both hands, she spread her pussy lips to form a small gap. Considering how tight she is, that tiny gap looked huge...like a grand entrance!