Sex in the Sunshine

It’s a beautiful sunny day, and we’re off for an adventure ride. We head out along any road into the country, and randomly choose turning left, right, or just keep going straight. The countryside is lush and green; the warm rush of air against our bodies is invigorating.

I was most impressed when you showed up in your leathers. Sitting astride your bike your pants hugged that tight ass, formed to your muscular thighs. I keep coming up alongside, then falling back to cop a perv; I love leather. My jeans pull tight around my legs as they hug my motorcycle,
the engine throbbing nicely between them. Ah, today will be a good day.

For about an hour we ride wherever we feel like, smiling inside our helmets. We come up to a country pub around lunchtime, and stop for a feed and a beer. The food will take a while, so we leave our jackets behind and go explore the area around the pub, stretch our legs out. Behind the pub on the other side of the creek is a hill, no track but climbable. We’re on an adventure aren’t we, so we jump over the shallow creek and climb the hill. We discover a small cave half way up and step inside.

Standing next to each other we survey the view, back over the pub, green scrubland all around. I turn to look at you, ready to say something about how lovely it is, but the words are never said. Your gaze has transfixed me. You look hungry, and I’m feeling like the prey. My body electrifies as I stare into your blue eyes. You reach out a hand, touch my cheek, and our lips meet in a kiss. The tingle runs down my whole body into my toes. Your hand holds my head tighter as the kiss becomes more passionate, mouths opening to each other. You press your body against mine, and my arms hold you closer. Our tongues meet in frenzy, the arousal in our bodies is tangible.

I break away, “Let’s keep climbing to the top”.

My thoughts are on fire, my heart is beating faster than it should on an easy climb like this. I turn around to see you following me up the slope, eyes burning bright. Oooh, I think I’m in trouble, and it excites me more.

We finally reach the crest of the hill, but I don’t see the view as you grab my hips from behind and spin me around. You press your lips to mine, making it clear who’s in charge. I respond with equal force, my passion rising in me as a flood of energy. You pull my top over my head, my long red hair falls over my shoulders onto my bare skin. You slide off your boots and leather pants and your hard on stands proud. I step toward you and lift your top, savouring the exquisite reveal of your abdomen,
chest and shoulders. Your hands grab the top of my jeans and with a flick the button fly is open, and we stand together gloriously naked in the warm sun.

We are naked, the sun is warm on our skin above us, the exposure just intensifies the tension between us, we have reached the summit of this hill, a small rock outcrop forms almost a table behind you.

My eyes burn into you, there is no mistaking the lust they contain. My arousal visibly obvious, I reach out with my hand and grasp your waist. You half smile and playfully lean back trying to resist, I pull harder slowly drawing you towards me.

You gasp as the swollen tip of my cock brushes then squashes against you, I reach out my other hand into your hair and pull your face towards mine listening as a tiny moan escapes and your breath quickens. We kiss more savagely than before, hungrily. I pull your hair back and move my mouth around to your neck, half biting/kissing up and round until I reach your ear. I pull your hair back again and move to the side keeping those long locks tight in one hand, again you feel the iron hardness of my cock brush around you.

I release your hair as I move around behind you gripping your arms and pulling them back making your chest push out, your hardening nipples proud and pink in the light. I grip both your wrists in one hand and again seize your hair, pulling it to one side to expose the back of your neck which again I lick, nip, suck, kiss. I can feel your heart beating faster, I let go of your hair and slowly, deliberately move my hand down over your breasts taking your nipple between my finger and thumb drawing it away from your body. You moan and try to twist away but I tighten my grip on your arms and pull you back against the hardness of my cock. I start to kiss under your ear and drag my hand down over your stomach, I push lower over the mound of your pussy.

You gasp as my rough hand presses over your clit and further until my finger tip parts your lips and roughly start to push inside. I stop, you feel hot to my touch, I pull my finger out and push it into your mouth, you taste yourself on the tip and hungrily suck along it. I pull it from your mouth and take it straight back to your hot pussy, again I start to push it inside you but this time I do not stop, you let out a moan as I push right in to the knuckle. You moan louder as you feel my finger moving inside you, you feel me curl it under your clit and start to rub. I feel your knees weaken as you gasp and moan, I can feel my hand becoming wet from your juice, your eyes are closed, I know you want me to go further, I suddenly pull my finger from inside you and again push it into your hungry mouth, moaning and sucking at your own hot juice, I move my lips close to your ear;

'Get on your knees now!'.....

Your hand tugs at my wrists, and I obligingly kneel in the rough grass. You release your grip and walk around me with one hand in my hair, still in control. I raise my head defiantly to watch your progress, watch as your naked body stands before me. My pussy is aching in anticipation, my green eyes bright and sparkling with passion.

I try to turn my head away from your approaching hardon, but your grip is too strong. I am only being outwardly coy, as play, I desperately want to taste your proud cock. The tip of my tongue reaches out to touch the base of your cock, my eyes still meeting yours. Again, I take small licks, flicking my tongue along the bottom of your shaft, gradually getting longer. My wide tongue wraps around it slowly up and down, and now it’s your turn to close your eyes.

You don’t see my hand come up and grasp the base, but you certainly feel my warm, moist mouth envelop the head, and slowly lower, lower down. As my lips move back to the top in one smooth motion, my tongue licks and flicks over around your full erection. Your hand tightens in my hair, and then softens its grip. You stroke my head as I stroke your cock with both mouth and hand. I can hear your guttural moan, a masculine, ancient sound born of primal desire. It urges me on, my attention dedicated to administering to your pleasure.

My tongue swirls over the eye of your dick, my lips stroke its head and my hand strokes its length tightly. The pressure is never constant, sometimes tighter, sometimes caressing. My tongue is never still, licking, flicking, and swirling around every inch of your manhood. I lower my head down and take you in whole. You can feel the ridges of my palette on its head, feel my tongue at its base. I can feel you growing inside my mouth and I like it.

You pull my head back, away, but still my hand strokes your erection gently. You kneel in front of me, my nipples brushing against your chest. You reach ...

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