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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It was a simple message. A place, a time and to wear a simple knee length dress and sensible shoes.
But it would mean doing something you'd never done before. You knew who it was from, but you'd never met, never even spoken!
You'd spoken to Tom, about it. He thought you should go with your instinct. As long as, if you decided, you sent him a text letting him know. But would you, could you?
As the time approached, you were still uncertain....or were you? You'd gotten a dress out and laid it on the bed, shoes, on the floor beside it. You put the dress on...just to see how it looks.
Your breasts rub on the material, your nipples respond, a feeling in your lower stomach, that you recognise. Am I going to do this? You put on the shoes. Am I really going to do this? A text to Tom. Telling him you are going, but may just drive past. He returns 'I love you'. The feeling in your stomach moves lower. Grabbing the car keys, you close the door.
You drive out the gates, down the hill, through one village, the next, round the sharp bend, no flooding today. Your throat feels a little dryer, but your pussy is tingling. As you enter the trees you slow down. 'I'm just going to look...and drive past'. But you don't, you slow down and pull over. Another vehicle. Is it his? You park, turn off the engine. Silence, apart from the birds. No one around. No one sat in the other vehicle.
You get out, locking the door
Moving past the gate, you walk slowly up the track, feeling the stones through the soft soles of your shoes. As you walk around the first bend, you hear movement behind you! You start to turn.
...
"Don't turn around", he says.
You hesitate, face forward.
"Remove your dress".
You start to protest.
"Please just do it!"
Your mind races, you have no problem with being naked....but here? What if someone else is around?
"I want to see you....trust me!".
You pull the dress over your head, naked except for your shoes. Your nipples stiffen, although your mind is thinking more about the fact you are naked.
In a wood.
In front of a stranger and anyone could walk upon you at any moment.
"Drop it"
"I might need it, what if someone comes?", you protest!
"Just do it"
You drop the dress.
"I'm now going to blindfold you".
Again you protest.
"You've come this far", he answers.
You hear him walk up behind you, something covers your eyes. He walks around you, inspecting you.
"Very nice, here take my hand".
You feel his hand hold yours, you hold his back.
He leads you forward, you walk hesitantly.
"Not far, I'll look after you".
Your senses are working overtime. You become aware of his scent, cheap aftershave and fresh sweat. Others too, that you can't put your finger on
After a short distance, he leads you to the side, sitting you down on what feels like a log. The bark rough on your naked bum. He tells you, that you are very sexy. You start to relax.
"Open your thighs!".
Hesitantly you do so. Will he notice your dampness? You hear him move, his hands caress your thighs, moving slowly up, back down. Your breaths shorten. His hand moves up towards your pussy.
More movement.
He kisses your thighs, running his tongue up, around your pussy teasingly. You moan, deep in your throat, a gasp as his tongue finds your clit. Like a snake tasting the air, his tongue flicks your clit. A familiar feeling starts to build. He lowers his head, his tongue now on the opening to your pussy. He laps, like a kitten drinking milk, pushing his tongue deeper into you.
That rush is building, your moaning turns to groans. You try to push up at his face, your arms supporting you on the log, as you do so. You've forgotten where you are, don't care where you are, you just concentrate on that feeling, rushing at you. His mouth envelops your sex, your clit, your pussy and he sucks. He sucks the juices from you, your clit is pulled on. It comes rushing at you. You scream, you cum! You cum as he sucks, sucking the wetness from you.
He stops.
He stands. You hear clothes rustle, a belt being undone. As you come down, he pulls your head towards him, his cock. You part your lips, ready to take him, taste him, ready to show him what you can do with your mouth.
But he releases your head, hands dropping to your breasts. He's ignored them up until now. You wonder why, you think they are your best asset. His hands wander, his thumbs playing with your nipples. He drops his head, drawing one of them into his mouth, suckling it. He does the same with the other. He leaves them, you hear more rustling. Cock in hand he circles your nipples, leaving snail trails of pre cum. He try's to push a nipple into the eye of his cock, before pulling your head forward again. You open your mouth eager for your first taste. He rests his cock on your lower lip, you reach with your tongue, licking the tip, a spiders web of pre cum attached to your tongue as you withdraw it, into your mouth. You grab hold of his arse, pulling him into your mouth. You take him to the back of your mouth, working him with your lips. Your tongue teasing the tip, pushing into his eye, tasting his pre cum, his cock. He continues to rub your slick nipples, pinching them lightly. He starts to move his hips, fucking your mouth, slowly but firmly. His cock touches the back of your throat, making you gag, but you don't want to release him. Your pussy is aching, needing to be filled. You release his cock, telling him you need to be fucked.
"Bend over the tree", he says.
You get up your arse grateful for the release from the rough bark, digging in. You turn, placing your hands on the bark, leaning over the tree, kneel down and forward, now your breasts are on the bark. Your arse is now pushed back, anticipating the feel of his cock, as it slides into your pussy.
He has other ideas. He kneels, grabbing hold of your buttocks, pulling them open, he bends forward, you feel his breath on your bum. He runs his tongue around your arse, licking your rosebud. You start to gasp, as he try's to push his tongue in, working the opening, worming its way in, as your arse relaxes, allowing him more access. After several minutes of ecstasy, he moves away. He now feels you are ready to be fucked. He slides his cock towards your pussy, your juices guiding him. He slides backwards and forwards, in your cleft, bumping your clit.
"Enough", you say, "Please just fuck me!".
You open your legs wide, making it impossible for him not to slide into you.
He does so. Making you gasp, moan, groan.
"Oh god, yesss!", you say.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard!".
He starts a steady pace, nearly withdrawing completely. You start to build to another cum, he continues, steadily.
"Oh fuuuck, immmm cumming!", you shout.
"Go on", he says, "Cum on my cock!".
"Ohhh yesss! Fuuuck, I'm cuuuuummming!".
You cum.
Hard.
His cock still moving, setting you up again. He ups the pace. It races towards you, quicker this time.
"Yes, fuck me hard. God, its happening.....I'm cumming again!".
He continues to speed up.
"Fuuuuck!".
He's panting, his thrusts pushing his cock deeper, you're gripping him as you cum.
He continues to pant, he is close.
He cums, collapsing on you.
Still panting, he leans back, his spent cock slipping from your pussy. You are still leaning on the log, your breasts slightly sore, as with each thrust, they had been rubbing on the log.
He stands, his breathing still ragged. He wipes his cock over your arse, cleaning it. You hear him pull his trousers up, buckles his belt.
"Stay here, count to 50 before you remove the blindfold", he says.
"My dress?", you ask.
"Where it was dropped".
With that you hear him start to move away. He stops.
"Thank you, that was fun!".
With that he moves away.
You start to count.
'50'. You stand up, blinking as you remove the blindfold. After a while, still naked, you walk back down the hill. You see your dress, picking it up something falls. Your car keys...you'd forgotten about them. Slipping on your dress, juices running down your legs, you walk back to the car. |
