Picnic In The Woods - Chapter 4
- The Final Entry
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Once again the spasms engulf me, and you recieve a dose of my sweet cream. It runs onto your tongue, and down your throat, spilling out of the corners of your mouth. Your eyes glow with passion as you drink me in. I stand, step back, and reach for your hand, pulling you up, and then we walk to the water's edge together. I stop and turn to you, placing my hands on your chest, and reach up to kiss the drips from your mouth and chin, tasting my own essence. You enfold me in your arms, and kiss me deeply, sliding your tongue deep into my mouth. You slowly fall sideways, plunging us both into the cool, clear, moonlit water. We sink together to the soft, mushy, bottom
and then float upward, still embracing each other.
We break the surface of the water, and both take a deep, cleansing breath. You look down when you feel my chest expand and my round, smooth globes press against you. My nipples are hard from the cool water, and you see the goosebumps on my firm flesh, reflected in the glow from the full moon.
You bend your knees slightly, sliding down my body, until your mouth can nibble on my tender flesh. "Mmmmm your mouth feels sooooo good on me." You reach out your tongue, and lick my nipple, drawing it into your mouth. The warmth of your tongue softens my flesh, and you suck gently, drawing me deeper. Your tongue works on my sensitive skin, and I purr contentedly.
Your hands cup my dimpled flesh, and pull my pelvis against you. I tilt my hips up and down, making my soft lips brush against your pubic hair. You grind your hips into mine, and I long to have you bury your fleshy meat between my hungry thighs.
You're like a fire in me. All consuming. Heating me to my core. My flesh calls out to you. "Slide into me. Fuck me. Release in me. Eat me. Want me, need me, love me." Our hands are all over each other. Our mouths quickly moving from one area to the next, stimulating the tissues, and raising our excitement to new heights. We can't seem to get enough of each
other. Like an addictive drug we seem to need more and more from each other to satisfy the craving. We cover every inch of each other's bodies, and at the end we are both completely drained of energy. You take my hand, and lead me out of the water once again, collapsing on the blanket. Perhaps it's time to go home.
I lie beside you for a time, listening to the rhythm of your heartbeat as it pounds against your chest. When I have gathered my strength enough I sit up and recover my black, lace panties that were dropped on the blanket this afternoon. I slip them over my feet and wriggle into them.
I pick up my sheer black stockings and slowly roll them up onto my legs, one at a time, then turn onto my knees and crawl to the far side of the blanket to retrieve my bra.
You moan softly as you watch my sweet fanny wiggle across the blanket and you rise to your knees behind me grabbing the smooth flesh and digging your fingertips into it. You give my panties a quick kiss on one cheeky side. You finger the seam running across my derriere, and slide your fingers just under the edge. They run up and down the length of it, disappearing down between my legs now and then.
Your hands slide down to caress the silky material of my black stockings. They look so sexy against my creamy white flesh. You savour the look, and feel of it and slide your hands over my soft white thigh. "Almost as soft and silky as the stockings you think to yourself. Mmmmmm."
I wiggle myself against your fingers, daring you to probe deeper. You resist, and tickle down the other seam on the other side, working the material closer and closer towards the crease between my sweet cheeks. My panties get narrower and narrower, as more and more of my sweet cheeks are revealed, and you bend to kiss them, licking under the seam, in place of your fingers. Your fingertips brush the soft warmth of my mound and I feel it growing wet with anticipation. I want you inside me. I don't care what part of you you use, I just want to feel my flesh part to accomodate you.
You reach over and grab the whipping cream, and squirt some onto your finger. Then you reach around me to slide it into my mouth, and I lick and suck it clean. "That tastes good, so creamy." You squirt more whipping cream onto your fingers and slip them round between my lips. I suck hungrily, and you enjoy the sensations of my moist, wet tongue and lips on you.
I feel you growing harder,throbbing against my derriere, and I push back against you, rocking gently on my knees. I rub against your hard member, making it throb and twitch and dance against me. My body aches for you, and my desire builds, until I can't stand it any more.
"Fuck me, mmmmmm, please. I want to feel you inside me, deep inside. I want you now. I can't wait any longer.
Fuck me lover." You can't believe my urgency. Every time you think I'm worn out I come back, wanting more and more.
You sit back on your heels for a moment, watching my sweet ass sway and gyrate in front of you. You trace my panty line down from the top of my cheeks to my wet hungry lips again, and sliding the fabric to the side slightly you rise, and plunge forcefully into me, holding my hips still to give the full impact.
I let out a loud grunt and my body shakes with
excitement. My nerve endings come alive with sensation, and I squeeze and caress your hard shaft with my inner muscles. You feel me pulsating around you as you slide in and out, slowly, deliberately, working up my juices and making you slippery and sensitive. You slide slowly back and forth across my G-spot, and I feel myself growing dizzy.
A deep, loud moan builds up in my chest until I have to let it out. You are startled when you hear the sound that crosses my lips, and you stop for a second to listen. I sound so wild and out of control, and it sends a shiver up your spine. You smile as you pound harder into me, and I grind my
ass against you, pushing you deeper until you feel like you'll go right through me. The silky material of the stockings rub against your thighs, and I whisper in a voice husky with sexual longing. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." I chant as you plunge into me and our juices mingle and drip from my ripe swollen lips. I can't seem to get enough of you.
You ride me wildly, and soon become exhausted, but you can't seem to stop. Your balls grow tight, and I can feel you're on the verge of release, so I begin to squeeze you hard as I draw your tender skin up, and down your shaft stretching it tight over your sensitive head. Suddenly the spasms hit you like giant waves crashing into the shore. My body releases
it's tension in rhythm with yours.
You feel my body spasm around you in waves of pleasure. What an incredible feeling to feel my body react to yours. Your strength flows from you, and you collapse against my sweet-smelling skin, kissing my back and running your hands along my thighs, feeling the sexy stockings and wandering
lazily up to the smooth, warm flesh of my breasts.
My body blushes with the heat of our lovemaking, and I ease myself down onto the blanket with you on top of me. We lie there motionless for a long time, just listening to the sound of the warm breeze in the treetops, and the sound of our breathing, and the beat of our hearts as they synchronize. We feel content, and completely spent. The night continues on in the shimmering moonlight as we drift off to a land filled with wonderful dreams ........... of each other.
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Written by claws4/Laura Dee
November 1998
Copyright � in Canada
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