Melissa and I was sitting on a high bank overlooking a small river, that ran through the property I had signed the papers on that morning. It was 250 acres of the prettiest land in the county. It had at least 200 acres of timber that was perfect for hunting on and I had caught some huge fish out of the river when I was a kid.
The land had belonged to an old man by the name of Ben. He was a tall man like my dad, 6'5" tall 275 lbs. Mom and dad had bought the land next to his shortly after they got married.
Dad had tried to buy Ben's land for years but Ben never would sell it to him. One day when I was nine or ten, I overheard Ben say to dad, "Now Bob why would I sell land to you, when I plan on leaving the land behind and east of the house to Jim and I plan on leaving my house and the fifty acres from the house to the road to that beautiful daughter of yours."
Trish and I were always over at Ben's house. He taught me how to hunt, fish, and chew tobacco. Even though I had quit chewing years ago, that didn't stop him from offering me a chew when he saw me. He was always over at our house at Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. When we had a cookout Ben was always there. If we did something that deserved getting our asses whipped and mom and dad weren't around, he would do it. Then it was forgotten all about and mom and dad would never know about it. Mom and dad felt comfortable enough with Ben that they would leave us with him over night or even several nights. He was more like a grandpa to us than anything else.
I thought Ben was just bull shitting dad about leaving the land to me and Trish. Then when Ben died of cancer a few months ago, Ben's lawyer got in touch with me and Trish and told us we were the only people mentioned in his will.
We always wondered where Ben got his money from. We found out he had made it in the stock market. He left me and Trish a very nice nest egg. When Melissa and I heard he was dying of cancer, we came home to see him.
Ben, Melissa, and I sat on his front porch and talked until almost dark. Ben fell in love with Melissa and he whispered to me that he was leaving me enough to build Melissa a home. I never quite understood what Ben meant until the lawyer had me sign the papers for the stocks to be put in my name. Trish was there to sign for her share also. When I asked the lawyer about Ben's hospital and funeral bill, the lawyer told me that Ben had already made arrangements and his bill's were taken care of.
As we were sitting on the bank, Melissa held onto my arm because she knew that in my mind, Ben, Trish, and I were down on that river just having ourselves a ball and she didn't want to interrupt my fun.
A few minutes later I sighed, looked over at Melissa, put my arm around her, gave her a big kiss, and then I told her I would see how much land dad wanted. Then I would sell the rest after I cut the timber off the land. Melissa looked at me like I had lost my fucking mind. When I asked her what was wrong, she asked me why would I want to do that. She told me that she was tired of living where we lived and wanted to move closer to mom and dad.
Melissa looked at me and told me she loved what she had so far seen of the property. We could build us a home here and after we moved in, we could sell the other house and land. She said that we would plan our wedding for when the contractor would have the new house ready. Then we would spend our first night in the house the night we came back from our honeymoon.
Melissa told me that she would have no problem finding a job or she may even go back to school. I had been telling her that I made more than enough money to support us and if she didn't want too, she didn't have to go back to work.
I leaned down, kissed Melissa hard on the lips, and squeezed her ass as I pulled her to me. When she moaned and sucked lightly on my tongue, I laid her back on the ground. As I was pulling Melissa's pants and panties down, She told me that she had never made love in the woods before. I grinned and told her that today was a great day for her first time.
For some reason we were in a hurry. As I took Melissa's pants off of one leg, she was opening my pants and pulling my cock out. I rolled over on top of Melissa, as she guided my rock hard cock to the opening of her already wet pussy. When I pushed all the way in, Melissa gasped and then wrapped her arms and legs around me. Melissa told me to fuck her fast and make her cum. She then said that she wanted to drink my cum when I was ready to shoot.
There are times when Melissa wants me to go slow and make her cum several times. She wants me to be gentle and treat her like she is a fragile piece of art. She wants me to eat her pussy and slowly bring her to climax. Then there are times that she wants to be treated like a slut. No tenderness, just fuck her hard and fast. When you get ready to cum, grab her by the hair, make her deep throat me and shoot the whole load down her throat.
This was one of those times that Melissa wanted to be treated like a slut. I started fucking her hard and fast. Melissa started cumming almost the second I started pounding into her hot, tight black pussy. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and bit and sucked on my neck. Biting and sucking on my neck, just made me pump my cock harder and faster into her. When I felt myself getting close I yelled, "Oh shit baby, I'm fixing to cum."
I pulled out and by the time I got to my feet, Melissa had made it to her knees. I grabbed her by the back of her head and as soon as I saw my cock enter her mouth, I pushed it all the way in and down her throat.
Melissa gagged a couple of times before she got used to me fucking her face. The gagging caused her throat to massage my cock and it felt wonderful. It didn't take but a few more thrusts and I started shooting my hot cum down her throat.
I pulled my cock out of Melissa's mouth on the third shot and my cum landed on her nose and chin. I don't know why I did that, but I'm so fucking glad I did. My pearly white cum dripping off her black face was sexy as hell.
