First Encounter

Sitting in the dark, under the tree, with a gentle breeze blowing my hair against my bare skin exposed by the scoop of the dress I was wearing. I had lay down a blanket so that the damp grass wouldn't irritate my skin.

I closed my eyes and listened to the distance traffic, the rustling sound of nature around. I had decided to arrive earlier than planned to take the time to escape reality.

I eased backwards, then opened my eyes and looked up through the branches to find the stars. It was such a clear night, I focused on a couple of stars that were peaking through and wondered about how amazing it would be to able to shine so bright.

I lay my hands down beside me on the blanket and straightened my dress, kicked off my shoes and I closed my eyes again, listening to the sounds all around me, willing for the sound of foot steps knowing that you would be here shortly.

I let my mind wander back to our first encounter, an event run by the local cafe raising funds for the local hockey team. You had bumped into me while lining up to order coffee. And I had not minded in the slightest. I remember you had placed your hands on my waist to steady me and it had felt like an electric shock racing through my body. For the next few hours the sparks flew, I didn't quite understand how someone I had never met before could have such an effect on my body with just one touch, my mind with the conversation and time.... it disappeared. We parted way with an exchange of phone numbers and you promised to get in touch in the coming days to arrange something.

Since then the chatting backwards and forwards, the smiles at random messages, another couple of coffee dates and there was no doubt about it, the tension was growing. We were just friends, of course the attraction was there on my side but I wasn't meant to meet men on my own. It wasn't something that we had discussed in detail or made any firm decisions on.

But tonight was different, after the last few days I needed to talk to this "stranger" in person, my fascination is growing and you were consuming my mind every waking moment. You were no longer a stranger but a desire. A friendship with desire? How would that work? Whatever you were, the tension was intense. I daydreamed about your touch, your lips and the way that your body moved. I could feel my own body respond to your playful messages, the heat within my body wanting to escape. It was easy to control yourself when it was with the written word but today.... well I would be testing my limits of control.

I opened my eyes and nearly jumped out of my skin, there you were standing above me looking down with an amused look upon your face. "What are you smiling about" you asked in a soft but strong voice.

"Wouldn't you like to know" I replied as I pushed myself up onto my knees and then you reached out a hand to assist me to my feet. The smile shone in my eyes as I looked up to you. I wouldn't dare tell you about the thoughts that had been entering my mind just moments ago.

Your strong arms reached around me and you hold me in a warm welcoming embrace, I longed for the clock to stop, to inch my body closer, to push myself deeper into you, to feel your body respond the way that I could feel my own body betray me. I could feel my panties dampen, and I blushed as I pull away.

"Thanks for coming" I softly respond and motioned to the rug. "Care to sit"

Time disappeared, the company, the chatter and the moments were easy. Giggles, smiles and cheeky moments passed.

I found myself lying down next to you, like a gentleman you offer your lap to rest my head on. A few moments pass and I feel your hands gently caressing my hair as we talked, oh how I longed for those fingers to find my neck, my bare skin and to have them explore my body. I tried hard to focus on what you were saying but my body was starting to ache for more attention. My fear of rejection was fighting with me against my desire for more. To make a move, to test the waters.

I raised my hand up to my hair and brushed it off my face and behind my ear, then doing so again but ensuring that the pressure this time was directed more in your direction, my hand caressed your leg, your inner thigh and down to your knee. As much as I wanted to explore slightly higher I didn't want to push this moment and cause a quick end to this meeting if you weren't open to anything more.

But before I could put any more thought into the moment your hand reached down and caressed the back of mine, the sparks were starting to fly, my heart rate increased and my breathing got heavier. There was silent between us and I could swear that my heart beating could be heard for miles around.

I turn my head sideways and gently slide my body away from your lap. I glance up at your face and place both hands on your thighs, allowing my thumbs to apply pressure as they caressed the sides of your legs. You pull me forward and I tilt my face towards yours and our lips met.

I pull away, breathless… I had lost complete control, crossed every line, every boundary that I had set for myself. I had the choice now… to walk away and wonder what if… or to just go with it.

But my body responded and my hands took over, I reached for your neck and pull you close, I feel your hands beginning to explore my body, and as you did I decide that the urges, the temptations and the tensions that had built up over the last few weeks were to much to let this opportunity slide… I stop thinking and let the passion take over.

My hands move firmly down your chest and find their way to the front of your pants, stroking firmly against the seam, eager to impress the contents and feel the growth within. Your pants start to bludge and I can feel the restriction grow. So gentle with both hands I unbutton your pants and release the zip, I slowly, carefully, and smoothly slide your pants down your thighs, then slide my finger under the elastic of your underwear. Careful not to touch the prize but enough to feel your body react, trying to encourage contact. A slight moan escapes your lips as I watch your face. My gaze drifts down your chest and lays to rest on your lap. The smile on my lips grow as I encounter this view for the first time. Both my hands carefully release your throbbing member from the restraints of your underwear and the head glistens. My fingers wrap around your shaft and my grip pluses in a steady rhythm. I can feel you twitch with excitement, I can feel your breathing quicken and your chest move in time.

My mouth starts to travel, making its way to join my fingers which are still wrapped around your rock hard cock. My lips place soft kisses down and then back up the shaft, lingering around the tip and taking the head between my lips, allowing my tongue to investigate your sweet hard treat. My mouth become hungry and my lips part slightly more allowing your head to slip deeper and deeper inside. You lift your body to move in motion with me, and the rhythm creates sparks. You slow down and place your hands on my arms, and motion me to move up, as I'm moving up I place a single kiss on the tip and then nuzzle myself into your neck. Feeling your strong arms around me, you reach down and lift my dress off over my head, revealing a black lace bra and matching panties. You take a moment to take in the view and return your gaze to my face. A smile re appearing.

I lift my lower body and straddle you, bringing my body in close, my breasts resting against your chest, my thighs tightly holding onto yours. My body heat being pressed into you as our lips meet and start to play. Hands begin to wander again and our bodies move in sync, rubbing and grinding, moving and creating their own dance.

My lips part, soft moans escape and the tension is rising to the brink. You pull me closer and then guide my body backwards, laying me back on the ground. Your hands glide around my body with purpose, finding spots that give you the reactions you were hoping for. My body wiggles and my lips moan, my legs squirm and my arms pull. I want you closer, I need you to take me.

Your fingers ease their way under the edge of my panties and you ease your fingers between my lips. Where it is extremely obvious on how turned on you have made me, the wetness is flowing. Your finger glide up and down, in and around, your eyes watching me wiggle in pleasure, my moans increasing in volume, my breathing getting heavier, and my head rolling side to side as I try and control myself.

But it all becomes to much, I can't stop myself, I can feel you bringing my body to full attention and the pressure is building. My body starts to shake, my moans become closer, my body tenses up and the juices begin pouring.

I quiver for a few moments before lifting my head, baring the biggest smile and then whisper close to your ear "now will you fuck me"