The branches
snapped beneath their feet as they swept through the brush to find the
trail. He led the way with her close behind him - neither of them
straying far from the man made hollow into the woods.
"Do you
always walk after a meal?"
"Nah, it was just too stuffy for me in there."
"Yeah I noticed you were looking a little flushed."
"Was I?" He huffed a
little drawing the branches to the side and
allowing her to pass. "Or maybe
I
just wanted to get you away from the crowd..."
He looked back over his shoulder
at the bustling house they had just came from - alive with festivity
"I'm actually surprised that nobody
followed us out here."
She chuckled "I'm not. Most of them are too wasted to walk, let alone
see us
leave.... and the rest of them are focused on other things."
"Oh
yeah? And how about you? You wasted?" The moonlight caught his
smirk
through the darkness as they continued on. The teasing glimpse of his
features caught her attention immediately.
She grinned "No, I'm a little buzzed... but
not wasted."
"Well darn, I guess I won't be able to throw you over my shoulder
then."
"You still might... the night is young."
"So you're not
focused on other things? If you chose to walk with me that is."
"I am focused..."
"Oh, I see." He chuckled
softly "Well so am I."
"Is that right?"
"Yeah, somebody
has to navigate us onto this trail without a flashlight."
Deeper into
the branches and bushes they dodged and ducked until they met with a
small dirt path. Finding their footing on the loose soil, he
looked
back again to ensure they weren't being followed.
"I
figure we could walk a little deeper and then take a breather for a
moment, no harm in that now is there?... Just a friendly little walk
amongst friends?"
She smirked to
herself - feeling a bit giddy from the crisp night air and the present
company.
"A breather... would that be on each other... friend? For warmth?"
She noticed how cold it the night was, witnessing her exhales turn to
brief huffs of steam and then dissipate. She secretly wished she
had brought her
gloves with her - as she clasped them around her mouth for warmth "I
think that would be a fanfuckingtastic idea because it's fucking cold
out here."
Frowning
a smidge, he jibed "Come
on trouble, you're tougher than that."
She rolled her eyes and felt like an asshole for complaining but damn
it was cold. So different from the balmy summer nights that had
disappeared just recently with the changing of the leaves.
Trodding onward their banter continued as they made their way
through the black thickness
of the woods using only their own night vision and common sense.
A bit further down the lengthy trail they settled for an
intermission in a small
clearing.
Standing face to face, they stood remarking on the bitter crisp of the
fall air and how the moon shone full through the tops of the lofty
trees.
She held her hands to her face and blew on them once again, and huddled
a
bit into her jacket to hide her shivers..
He chuckled, cocking his head to the
side "You're really
cold... really?"
"No, I'm
blowing on my hands because I think you'll find it sexy... Tell me it's
doing it
for you..." Her sarcastic
reply came quick but
only caused him to heckle her more.
"Here...." His hands reached for hers and
embraced them, feeling quite large in contrast to hers "...I'll warm them up for you."
She noticed
they cupped around her frozen hands perfectly - warm and soft, just
like she'd
imagined they would be. "All
you had to do was ask."
Straining to
get a word out that sounded remotely composed, she found herself too
distracted to rely on anything but gratitude. Though even that
articulated a bit clumsily "Thanks, that's.. well... it's very
nice... I would've asked only I..."
"It is nice..." he looked down
at their hands as he rubbed hers between his.
She giggled nervously as her eyes mad contact with his.
She could barely make out the visage of his face in the thick darkness.
But it didn't matter too much because she already knew his face.
She'd memorized it over and over every day for months - always
wondering when the timing would be right for her to look into those
captivating eyes, or witness first hand the way his lips curled when he
talked. And there it was - the look she'd been waiting for. "Why do you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Look at me like that."
She stood dazed as his look consumed her more than the distracting
manipulation of him kneading her now warming fingers.
"Why not?"
"It drives me."
"To?" He smirked once
again, only this time his face bore a bit of deviance. Almost daring.
A moment of
silence followed that question. Long silence, unmoving silence.
She felt anxious to kiss him but
didn't want to look like an idiot. She'd have to
stand on her tip-toes to reach his lips, jesus maybe even
jump. He was a fair share taller than she was, and
this could end up looking akward.
The mental vision of this potentially embarrassing situation caused her
to blush. Her eyes lowered, breaking away from his gaze.
His voice broke her thought "To what, trouble? Come on and tell
me... "
"To
want.." Her
honest explanation began, but before she could finish her confession
his hand reached to her chin and pulled her face in to his as he leaned
- resulting in a sensual but tender kiss.
Another moment of silence ensued, but this was welcome to be
long. And not at all unmoving.
"Do that?" he bated, moving in to kiss her
again.
"Yes, do that." she
whispered back smiling as they engaged more aggressively.
Moments
passed but it felt timeless in those woods
Amongst
the friction of the moment,
the evening air did not seem to be as cold to
them. They stood locked in an embrace, minute after sweet minute
their exchange became more intense than the moment before. His frigid
hands slid
deep into her jacket and up into the layers of her shirt - she jumped a
little.
"Oh, sorry
I guess my hands are a little cold huh?" He continued to trace his
hands up her sides, leaving a trail of goosebumps on her warm skin.
His mouth hot
and wet to her neck made her crazy with lust, she leaned her head a
little to the side permiting his access to her skin. In the back of
her mind she wondered if there was any moment she'd ever experienced
that was better than this... and decided that the brush of his tongue
to her collarbone as he pulled her jacket away would easily top one if
there had been one to recall.
"You
know... if you don't stop... We will have to throw down right here...
on the sticks... that's driving me crazy." She stood
weak kneed as his hands
made way through the lace of her
bra and she melted as the tips of his fingers caressed the hardness of
her nipples.
His lips
skimmed across her neck as he spoke to her in a mellow hush "Really,
not fucking crazy? I must not be doing it right yet...
Let me try
a little harder..." His fingers
pinched and teased as his tongue pursued her neckline and up to meet
with
her
earlobe.
"Okay, that's
driving me fucking crazy." She felt
herself starting to become dangerously moist as her freezing hands
fought for the fly of his jeans. He didn't stop
her attempts at his skin, he more than welcomed
her touch. He worked to tear her from her layers quickly, freeing
her breasts and admiring the arousal
of her
nipples with his fingertips - still kissing her strong and deep.
Her hands
made their way into his pants without much effort; climbing
over his boxer briefs and making contact with hot, throbbing skin. He
snarled as
he jumped a bit "You're hands are fucking cold.... jesus"
"No shit?"
She smirked at her revenge, her hand easily meeting with his hard cock
"Well I
won't use those then."
His eyes
narrowed "I wouldn't let you anyway..."
"Oh?"
She pulled away from him, spreading the his fly wide open and tugging
his cock from it's soft cotton prison. She could barely make out it's
form there in the darkness, but she felt it's warmth and erection on
her fingertips
and she knew in time her lips would have it memorized as well.
"Then take
them." She raised her hands in the air to be caught and restrained
- he complied.
She ran her
tongue over the length of his shaft slowly and traced his
cock head with the soft middle of it. He exhaled and gripped her wrists
a little tighter, waiting in anticipation for her hot mouth to wrap
around him completely. But she teased as she enjoyed the way he
tasted, only allowing his cock
to dive into her mouth for a second and then roll her tongue along the
outside as she withdrew it - feeding it back in small amounts.
Her mouth
began
to salivate for more than just a taste of him. It seemed her teasing
was working against her. She fought his pressure as her lips
disconnected from him and gave pause. Then wrapping them tightly around
the very tip of his dick - she obeyed his need pushing her head down
until most of his hard-on was full inside her mouth, pressing against
the back of her throat.
His hands released
hers and met with the top of her head as he again exhaled and groaned
while she worked him over, bobbing and driving his cock deep into her
throat over and over again, only to draw it out slow and menacing.
"God that
feels good...." his eyes closed and his fingers gripped her hair
tightly, trying to fight the feeling of her lips as they travelled
easily over his shaft now dripping with her saliva. He guided her
with his own force, his hands pushing and pulling her head. She
sucked a little harder and moved her tongue to caress his cock from
inside her dripping lips ....
"Okay
christ... you may have to stop..." His warning only served
to get her more excited. Her lips pursed tighter as her tongue traced
the popping veins causing slight friction on the uptake. She sped her
momentum and felt his body tense up a little.
"Holy
shit..." he groaned softly "Ahh..... "
His cock began
to pulse and throb, she could feel his member swell and fill her mouth
even more. She
was enjoying the hint of precum on her tongue and the feeling of his
cock urging to release its load as it pulsed... She loved that feeling,
and to make him feel it was all the more
better. It was a win-win. So she stopped abruptly, not allowing him to
cum yet.
"Oh... you want me to
stop..?." She
looked up at him innocently from her position. Her eyes wide, her
lips still glistening with saliva - she pouted.
"Well..."
He exhaled deeply as he pulled her to stand, her hands
moved from his ass to his hot cock, still throbbing. And as she wiped
the excess saliva from her lips, she noticed how excited she'd gotten
as she pleased him... her panties moist and her pussy swollen with
arousal.
"No we're not
stopping." He grinned wide
and swung her around to rest her up against a nearby tree. Her back
connected against the bark as he pressed against her, pinning her, and
kissing her deeply once again.
Pulling up her
shirt and jacket he then moved down, working his lips across her
breasts as his hands moved for the waistband of her jeans, then down
- to brush his fingers across her clit. The sensation of
his finger and his mouth
working together reverberated through her.
He
raised
and his fingers rubbed softly at her moist folds, his voice was breathy
and hushed "You still cold?"
"No, why?" She whispered
back.
"You're shaking..."
"I'm not shaking because I'm
cold." She smiled.
His hand
dipped
deeper into her jeans, fingers sliding across her slit as they
travelled. Her eyes rolled back a little bit and she relaxed against
the tree a little more... paralyzed with tingles as he penetrated her
pussy. He curled into her to press her harder against the tree
and once again bite her earlobe. "Oh, it's
something I'm doing then..."
She could feel his still hot
erection against the exposed skin of her
stomach... She wanted for his cock so badly now.
She moaned and writhed as his fingers pumped into her, constrained by
her jeans.
"Your
pussy
feels good...." His kisses came long and passionate now, not as
aggressive as before... The change up was nice, she followed his lead
and sucked a little on his bottom lip as they would break for air. "But
how does it taste?"
She
gushed at his inquiry as his hand freed itself from her pants
"Uhm..."
"How does trouble taste?"
His fingers trailed along her belly as
they broke free, leaving a wet trail of her excitement behind - and
meeting soon with her mouth and then his - his lips curled in approval.
In an instant
his hands pushed open her jeans and slid them down over her hips, "Yes.
I may
have to get a better taste of that." He whispered playfully as he
then dropped to his knees, crunching the leaves and twigs beneath them.
His tongue lapped slowly against her, taking it's time maniacally.
She spread her
legs a little more for him, as he tilted his head and
pushed his soft tongue deeper into her. His hands pushed her stable
against the tree as she began to slump. But once she was footed
he freed a hand to spread her pussy apart.
The cool night air as it met
with her pulsing cunt was startling, but
was quickly masked by his hot mouth as it encompassed her - licking and
tracing it's way up and down... stopping to work her clit for a moment
and then hesitating to glide deeper to her waiting hole.
She fought the
urge to cum but knew he wouldn't stop until she did - and the closer
she came the more he pursued her climax. Her moans were indicative of
how this would turn out and she was paying her dues for what she'd done
to him just moments before.
Her back arched as his hands
gripped her
ass tightly, pushing her ready pussy deep into his face. Her
fingers
became stiff as she ran them through his hair... her thighs started to
tense... it was coming soon.
Her hips gyrated and her fingers scrambled to meet with his soft
hair. And he continued, adding a finger to her folds and working
her over
entirely until she errupted in orgasm.
She felt her pussy
convulse around
his fingers as she came... and his
tongue slowed it's work as he withdrew his fingers and began to raise
to
his feet.
She leaned into him,
grabbing his jacket and
locking them in a kiss -
pushing her pelvis out and against him as he still moved up to
stand. She could taste herself on his lips, she sould feel his
cock glide up the inside of her
thigh as he rose. He stopped as his cock came to rest just
outside of her slippery entry.
Knees still half bent, he
smirked at
the notice of her strategy. "Now you know,
my knees are still bent. If I stand... you get what you want."
"I do." She giggled but her eyes begged
for him to penetrate her.
"You always
get what you want?" He
dared back at her as he grabbed her thigh and wrapped her leg around
his waist.
The sound of a screen door banging
open in the far distance served to break their moment. Drunken laughter
was eviden through the echos of the thick night.
Their company had noticed they were missing and were now venturing off
to find them - and eventually they would.
"Shit, they're coming... I guess I won't get what I want after all..."
she squirmed a little to push him away, but he resisted and stilled her
as he raised - easing himself slowly up inside her as his legs
straightened to a standing position.
She
inhaled deeply, her body oozed with pleasure as he filled her up with
his cock. She no longer cared about the impending company... She moaned
with delight as she felt her feet leave the ground and her back move
along the roughness of the bark. His hands clasped her tight
against him as he pumped her steadily.
Her hips
tilted into him as she raised a leg to wrap against him tightly,
changing up the feeling and position of his cock as he
fucked her. "I've been wanting to be inside you for a long time..." his
soft voice came welcome as the fingers of his free hand brushed the
hair from her ear "You feel unbelievable..."
"You feel.... jesus.... I" She
was speechless, focusing only on the waves of pleasure that
reverberated through her as his cock drove - His words only made the
experience golden... and more intense.
The shouts of their friends bellowed across the woods.
"I'm going to cum quickly" he gasped and then groaned
under his breath as he pushed into her harder, driving himself as deep
as possible.
"Yes.. I.. you... fuck.."
she moaned as he worked faster, pulling away from her. Gripping
her
hips, his movements drove her back against the tree as his pump became
more of a pounding. Her body began to
quiver, and she felt the next climax coming on strong. She
tightened her pussy a bit and moved her hips to accomodate him
more. He groaned again, this time a bit louder.
She smiled and arched at his
excitement but she could not reply... she was too caught up in the
moment to say anything remotely intelligible.
The crackle of
leaves under foot was a tell-tale sign that their friends were not far
from them now. The clarity of the laughter and mayhem of their
drunken company warned them
that they didn't have much time.
"Ahhh.. I'm going to cum... yes... shit" His voice trembled a little as
he fought to whisper.
Her reply didn't come out much better "Yes.. it's... ugn."
"I
don't want to stop... not yet." He let go of her hips and pressed hard
against her once again; but this time wrapping his arms around the back
of her, palms owning the back of her neck and curling around her
shoulders as they pulled her into him - to go even deeper than ever
before... He moved her body like a puppet, working it in perfect time
with his. He pumped slow and then fast, in perfect moderation... until
dragging the length of his cock out to the tip and then driving it back
in with much force.
The footsteps grew closer "Hey fuckers, we're gonna find you!"
The enebriated voices called from the background, barely heard through
their hurried, exicted breathing as they consumed each other.
"Yeah assholes, where the fuck are you?"
"Here I cum... I.. ahhhh.."
She felt him fill her with his hot load as they came in unison. Bodies
writing and heaving to completion. His hand cupped her mouth tightly to
keep her moans stifled, but her climax was intense. She groaned
beneath his fingers "Wait.. I'm... still... don't move...."
Her
hips bucked and milked his spent cock as he stood now shaking and
relaxing against her - enjoying the feeling of her third orgasm around
his now sensitive cock. Loving the way her pussy convulsed around
him.
He clutched her tight as she finished... concentrating on her breathing
and the whimpers that emitted from beneath his hand as she sank
back against the tree.
They looked at each other through the night and giggled a little...
their bodies beginning to feel cold from the night air once again.
He
nuzzled down into her ear, still trying to catch his breath "I'm going
to have to put you down... Our visitors are getting closer..."
Her
demeanor was awe-struck and satisfied, she smiled up at him but caught
the way his eyes looked at her just then. "Yes, that might not be
a bad idea."
He kissed her gently as he
lowered her to the ground, his hands cupped her face and trailed
down her cheeks as the two parted to straighten out before their
friends would catch them.
"That should at least get us through until they all pass out, and then
we'll take a different trail...." They hurried to brush the bark remnants from
their clothes - ears following the sounds of the impending
company.
She laughed at his idea and agreed that bedtime would be a fantastic
trek.
He rubbed his leg a little and winced "Okay maybe not another
walk, I'll just shove you in the closet.... You think we could get away
with a quick closet fucking?"
"Can you fit in a closet?" She beamed.
"Well I don't know. I guess we're going to have to find
out." As he stepped away from her the moonlight once again
caught the
highlight of his face and his smirk was evident though his eyes which
still
said something unknown.
They stood there, dazed and silent as
the countdown to their solitude came to and end. Her eyes dropped from
his and she hated the fact that there would only be stolen moments like
this between them for the next day or two.
The nearby bushes parted and through them
stood their friends, drunk and relieved to have found them.
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