Now all I have to do is figure out how to talk Judy into it.
— F.T., Denver, Colorado
What Could Be More Romantic Than Fun in the Great Outdoors?
Hal and I have been together for a little over a month. He’s handsome, sweet, and funny, not to mention a great lover. My libido races whenever he walks toward me. His clothes always fit perfectly and always look fabulous on him.
The other night we had an encounter I want to tell you about—our first after he’d been away visiting his mom for two weeks. The whole time he was away, all I could think about was feeling his beautiful cock inside me. So when he called to say he was back, even though I do love him, there was only so much small talk I could handle. All I cared about was how my body ached for his.
When he said he wanted to meet, I said I knew the perfect spot, a park within walking distance of my house. The sun was just starting to set. Off to the side of the park is a well-hidden forest. As I walked toward the forest, the anticipation killing me, a cool breeze blew up the short skirt of my dress, over the crevice between my legs.
In the forest I found a large tree branch lying on the ground and sat down. Within two minutes I saw a tall, masculine figure coming toward me. A tingling sensation coursed all through me. As we hugged, I wrapped my arms around Hal, massaging his back. He pressed himself to me and said, “I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” I said, my heart soaring with the warmth I felt in his embrace. It’s like that feeling you get after being out on a cold winter day, suddenly entering a warm, cozy home. I experienced something like the peace you feel then.
Hal took my face in his hands and smothered my lips with his. I surrendered to the kiss and ran my fingers around the waist of his jeans. He thrust his pelvis against me, then slid a hand through my legs and massaged my inner thighs. Then he slid a finger into my pussy, and I moaned as he moved it in and out of me.
I unzipped his jeans and reached in his shorts, then pulled out a nice hard cock. I stroked it like mad.
“You like that?” he said in a guttural tone as my fingers worked his shaft.
Hal pulled my dress up over my head, leaving me naked. He lowered his head and kissed my stomach. He reached up and massaged my breasts as his tongue glided closer to my moist cunt. He parted my lips and guided his tongue back and forth on my clit. At first he moved slowly, caressing the walls of my lips with his tongue, and I moaned in rhythm with it. Suddenly he moved his tongue faster. I felt a rush as if I was going straight down a roller coaster. My thighs quivered.
I gasped for a moment, catching my breath. Finally I said, “Okay, Hal, now I want to fuck your big cock.”
Hal pulled my body up for a long, sensual kiss. He pulled a lubricated rubber out of his shorts and slid it on. He propped me up by gripping my ass. Then he slowly buried his prick in me. When he began penetrating me with medium thrusts, I gripped his arms and tossed my head back.
“Ooh, nice, tight pussy,” he said. With that he began pumping me harder.
“Oh, yeah,” I moaned. “I love that big cock.” I threw my head back again.
“You like that, don’t ya?” he said. “Feels good, right?”
“Yeah,” I panted.
Hal kept fucking, and I kept moaning. When he started breathing heavily, I became more intrigued. “Feel good, baby?” I said.
“Yeah,” he gasped, and closed his eyes.
“You like fuckin’ me?” I said, grinning.
“Oh yeah,” he said in his normal deep voice.
Now he was feeding me his cock ferociously. It hurt a little, but I wanted to see his face contort as he shuddered and deposited his load inside me. I was aching to see him come. I told him how much I love watching a guy come.
All he did was chuckle.
“You gonna come, baby?” I said, hoping to force him closer to climax.
“Ooh, yeah,” he said, his voice quivering. I felt his cock tensing up inside me. It became harder for him to thrust with his inner thighs shaking the way they were.
“Come on, baby,” I urged. “Mmm, that big cock.”
“Uh, I’m gonna come,” he moaned. I was enticed with the image of his beautiful cock spewing forth cream.
Suddenly he pulled out. I looked down at his erection and was momentarily befuddled not to see any come in the condom. Without warning, he ripped it off his still-throbbing cock, and I stared as ropes of come streamed out onto me.
I barely had time to enjoy it, though, because all of a sudden we heard twigs breaking nearby. “Shit!” Hal hissed. A crowd of youngsters was walking our way. I leaped behind the broken tree trunk and frantically slipped my dress back on.
“Wanna go back to my place?” I said.
“Can’t, babe,” he said. “I’m going out to dinner with my dad. And I need to be at work early in the morning.”
“Oh, okay,” I said, pouting.
“There’s always tomorrow, baby,” he said, and he kissed me. He said, “I love you,” while running his fingers through my hair.
“Love you, too,” I said, sighing as I embraced him. One more kiss, and then we said our good-byes.
—G.W., Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
You’re Feeling Really Relaxed—The Tension Is Just Melting Away
Under the romantic glow of candlelight, with soft music playing in the background, we undress each other completely, taking our sweet time. We’re in no rush!
I have you lie facedown on the bed, and I use one of the candles to warm up some of that special almond-scented massage oil we like. I start at your muscular shoulders and slowly work my way downward, massaging the oil in, rubbing very slowly.
Feeling tension in your shoulders, I take extra time rubbing them (okay, maybe I really love the feel of your shoulder muscles), then rub all down your back and down your sides. Again, I take my time. I keep kneading your flesh firmly, and it’s not long before I have you moaning steadily.
Once I have your whole body completely relaxed—perhaps you’ve even drifted off to sleep!—I work my way down to your buttocks, which I rub firmly and purposefully, up and down, up and down. I make sure periodically to cup my hands down in between your legs as well, massaging what they find there. I am also careful to remember that your hips need love, too. So much rubbing!
Eventually I force myself to resume my downward path. I work down along your legs, then continue to your ankles and feet. After which I repeat the whole procedure, once again taking my own good sweet time as I work my way down—methodically, patiently, persistently—from head to toe.
Then I do the whole thing all over again! And I continue this process for maybe half an hour.
Once I’m sure I have you as relaxed as I can possibly get you, I wake you gently by means of soft kisses on the back of your neck intermixed with suggestive sucking on your earlobe. When I have your attention, I have you turn over on your back. Then I take time once again to make sure that you are relaxed all over and completely comfortable.
I take the soft gurgling noises you’re making as confirmation that you are at the desired point of relaxation. I plant kisses all over your naked torso, just barely grazing the surface of your skin. Now I produce the blindfold I’ve had ready for this moment and put it in place over your eyes.
I know you understand that my goal is to heighten this gradually unfolding scene and make it all that much more sensual and enjoyable—for both of us!
At this point I am relaxed, and only slightly moist with anticipation. I proceed to apply warm oil to your chest and shoulders, paying special attention to your nipples. Oh, look, they’ve both snapped up erect!
My work done there, I continue down to your tummy, where I tantalize your belly button. I rub oil on each of your arms, including the hands, where I pull repeatedly on each finger until I’m satisfied they’re all fully relaxed as well.
I move downward, skipping over areas that would, shall we say, rouse you from your present state of relaxation. I rub oil on your legs and f
eet and do the same thing with the toes as I did with the fingers, tugging on each slightly. After massaging your feet, I repeat the entire process up and down the length of your body, over and over, for about another half hour.
You should be passed out by this point, sound asleep. I glance down and observe that I am now visibly moist, perhaps from knowing what my next moves are while you are breathing slowly and heavily, deep in dreamland.
I continue repeating the entire process from head to toe. I spread your legs wide enough for me to maneuver between them. Now able to span the entire length of your body in wide, even strokes, I continue massaging you, to put you back into “deep relaxation” mode after moving your legs.
Now, finally, you are right where I want you: totally open and vulnerable!
This time when I run my hands up your body, they head straight for your nipples and set about tantalizing them. I lean over and, one at a time, tongue-tease and suck on them. I take one and then the other in my mouth and suck on it, hoping that this is awakening a part of you that you’ve never felt before.
I move my hands back down to your legs and ankles, then follow with my body, ever so slightly brushing the tip of your still-dormant shaft with one of my hard nipples. Now, with my lips almost but not quite touching that sleeping shaft, I breathe warm breath over it—just enough to stir your subconscious.
I rub a few more times all the way up your body and down, to once again relax your senses back to sleep. Now I move slowly up over your chest and straddle one of your legs. As my hands make their next descent of your body, all in one motion I lick the tip of your shaft. At the same time, I lower my inner lips so that they’re dripping on your leg. Your senses wake, and firmness starts to set in. You are too relaxed to protest anything I have in store for you at this time.
Moving back between your legs, I resume rubbing down the full length of your body. I do this for a while. Then the next time, as I’m going back down, I run my nipples along your thighs. At the same time I open my mouth and wrap my lips—ever so lightly!—around the tip of your manhood. Not surprisingly, you are fully awake now!
I had a feeling that would do it! Which is exactly why I was so careful to stay away from this area until now! Now I breathe warm air all along your shaft, which I am delighted to feel beginning to stir. I continue my descent down to your balls and then once more down to your ankles.
On the way back up, in a quick and unexpected motion I run my tongue from the bottom of your ball sac to the tip of your steadily growing shaft. I take the tip gently in my mouth and suck all over it. It’s not long before you’re at full hardness, indeed standing at attention in apparent appreciation of my attentions! As I blow a cool breath on the areas I just licked, it dances and begs for more.
Down again I go over your body, this time taking you quickly and fully in my mouth and shoving it down my throat as far as I can. I pull off fast and retreat to long, full-body strokes again to keep your now-raging erection from getting out of control. You squirm and beg me to do it again.
I straddle one of your legs once more, setting down lightly, opening my dark hollow up to you all the way. I rock back and forth, enabling you to feel my wetness. You moan unbelievably—I’ve never heard you make sounds like that!—at how hot and wet I am. Moving off you, I turn around and straddle your face, allowing you now to see—and taste—my wetness. Since I have conveniently positioned myself facing away from your face, I am now in position to go down quickly (I try to stifle my impulse to pounce) on your manhood. While you lick the dew out of my nether region, you let out a series of moans, which turn to groans as my mouth tickles your shaft all over.
I move back down between your legs and rub my hands up them, moving gradually to the insides. I cradle your balls with my thumbs while sucking on the soft part of your leg where it attaches to your trunk, right next to your balls. Soon my tickling has you really squirming. I go lower and lower, moving your balls aside and sucking all around them.
With lightning speed I suck one of them in my mouth. I suckle it oh-so-gently. Then I release it and capture the other ball, which I give the same treatment.
Now I run my tongue up, down, and all around your impressive hardness, wetting down the whole length of it. I move my tongue to the tip and tickle it, then kiss it firmly. In excruciatingly slow motion I press downward with my lips.
I ignore your grunted protests (how seriously can I take them when you appear unwilling to suspend your oral attentions to my pussy even long enough to form actual words?) and take a good half of your shaft in my mouth. I wrap my lips and tongue snugly around it, then begin making small up-and-down strokes. I go down on you repeatedly, deeper and deeper and harder and harder, until I have you squirming with pleasure and begging for something more.
You reach down, pull me up, and kiss me. As our tongues dance, I position myself just over your waist and lower myself lightly so I’m hovering just over your erection, allowing it to stand between my dripping lips and allowing me to run my wetness along the length of it a few times from tip to balls and back. With each stroke, I imagine that you are as wild with anticipation of your beautiful cock being inside me as I am. My inner lips are swollen, aching, and throbbing to receive you. This pushes me to kiss you vigorously. As I run my silky lips along your shaft, I feel it heaving in anticipation of its own. I tease it, rising up a bit, just a shade more beyond its reach. As I lift myself, you thrust your hips upward, but I keep rising just high enough so that you still can’t penetrate me—yet!
I am holding your arms down above your head. You are helpless and begging for me to take a plunge. As you continue to thrust upward, at just the right moment I remain still and permit you to penetrate ever so slightly—your tip just barely touches the inside of my inner lips. Now I bounce up and down, ever so lightly, so that tip slides in and out of me, causing you to squirm and moan.
The more I do this, the more agitated you become, until you just cannot take any more. You take charge, first pulling your hands out of my grasp, then quickly placing them on my hips and pulling me down hard while you thrust your hips upward as hard. Now you can raise your own hips up to catch me. At this moment I quickly lower myself all the way, causing you to penetrate me fully.
Finally, after all the lusting and teasing, I am filled completely. We both cry out!
We rise and fall together a few times. I give up eye contact with you so I can raise my torso fully and concentrate on grinding my cunt on your cock—back and forth, all the way in and out. I love feeling your rocklike cock penetrate me all the way each time, and luxuriate in the feeling, just grinding back and forth, slow and hard.
I pause a few seconds to allow us both to feel our own contractions and the flow of juices. Then I give you a few even slower and harder thrusts, pausing after each grind. My mind begins to reel as my body goes out of control. I’m moving faster now, and then faster still. Faster and deeper I grind, as hard as I can, but also taking pauses of varying lengths at your point of deepest penetration, until I let out a long, loud, low-pitched, deep throaty cry.
My body shudders with my pure pleasure. A few more soft thrusts and I lie down on top of you to rest and recover myself—only to discover that we’re not finished!
Aggressively, you flip me on my back and hold my hands down over my head.
You whisper in my ear that now it is your turn to torture me. You kiss my neck firmly, just at the hollow, under my ear, then across my face—teasing my lips—to the other side. “Oh, God,” I groan, “how I want you inside me again, pounding me hard!” While I beg, I try to struggle free, but to no avail. You have a firm grip on my wrists. Meanwhile I continue to beg you, over and over, to give me that pounding.
Just when I think you’re ignoring me, you plunge effortlessly all the way inside me and hold it for a second, which causes me to moan loudly. With a blink of an eye, you pull out all the way. I chastise you and beg you to do it again. You adjust your position so you can kiss me firmly and passionately, l
ong and wet.
I am dizzy again, and you make me swoon. You withdraw your cock and position it so it’s sitting just at the tips of my inner lips, where you let it nuzzle my smoothness. As you kiss me a few more times, you dip and raise, dip and raise, allowing just your cockhead to enter and exit me. My pussy swells and throbs.
My passion is growing wild again, and I beg you for more. You kiss your way down to the little freckle between my mounds. Now your hands release my wrists, and you set one on each breast. You massage them firmly, tugging on my aching erect nipples.
I’m moaning and begging you to please take me again. Quickly, and without a word, you rise and position your cock over my face, just out of reach of my lips. I can’t reach it, since you’re straddling me. I raise my knees and press them to your back, pushing you close enough that I can have your cock in my mouth at will.
God, you taste good! You pull away, then come close. You dip a little and let me kiss it, let me take it in my mouth once more, and each time retreat again. I moan my frustration.
You kiss down to one of my nipples and take it in your mouth. You pull, suck, and roll it around in your mouth for a few minutes. Then you do the same to the other nipple. Down you move to my belly, where you kiss and suck on my belly button. Now you go lower, kissing all along my hip line, from one side to the other. Each sucking kiss makes me squirm, it tickles so!
I moan and spread my legs farther apart as an invitation. Happily, you accept. Slowly, oh so slowly, you kiss down and around my lower mound, along my hairline, and tickle my tip with your tongue. I let out a small cry. You plunge your tongue deep, drinking in my juice all at once. You suck hard and passionately.
I cry and raise my hips for you to push in farther. As you are sucking on me, you slide a finger in my forbidden zone. Mmm, that feels great! Then you insert another finger, continuing to suckle while you probe my depths. Finally you land on my ecstasy button, which you massage wildly, all the while still sucking on me.
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