Waterfalls
The first few moments she was directing my driving I do have to admit, I was slightly worried. She had plotted out a course that took me down roads I had never heard of, and to an area outside the city I didn't even think existed. When she pointed to the side of the road after the bridge and told me to pull up and park there, I had brief visions of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre running at fast-forward through my mind, and her leaving my dismembered body off in the dark woods at two in the a.m.
She lead me down a walkway that ran parallel to the street, slightly overgrown with weeds and grass, and after twenty of so yards she turned and started to head toward the tree line off to our left. A moment of searching and she parted two branches, beckoning me to follow behind her. I looked down through the filtered light and saw a sloping trail of broken rocks that was glistening with the recently fallen rain, and knew she was planning on breaking my neck in an accidental fall.
Funnily enough, I was the one to catch her when she began to slide. I wrapped my arms around her and we negotiated ourselves to a flat outcropping, and I turned her around to face me. Through the damp light filtering through the trees everything had taken on an almost surreal quality. It was like a thin gossamer veil had been thrown over the world with the dew in hanging suspended in the air along the slope we had not even completed the descent of. Her eyes stood out even more in the dark, the small curve along her lips as she smiled, the absolute quite that can only occur at three in the morning.
A moment later, after her fingertips trailed down the front of my shirt, she turner her back on me and told me that we weren't even near where we needed to be, yet. I looked around, down the next fifteen feet that we'd have to traverse, and nodded silently…somehow knowing that it was going to be worth the trip down the slippery wet rocks and across the mud-drenched ground to be wherever she wanted to go.
We made it down the slope without another problem, and when my feet hit the firm (If muddy) ground I could almost have kissed it. Those of you that know me well know of the fear I have for falling, and I think navigating down that slope came a small way in helping me overcome it. She reached back and took my hand, then began following a muddied trail in the ground, leading me around some of the wider puddles of water and warning me of the branches and roots that I could have hurt myself on.
The walk went about another twenty or thirty yards, and with every few steps the sound of rushing water grew stronger. I couldn't see if the source was a river or not, though. Because the source was around a bend in the path we were walking along. Once we turned to complete our walk around the bend, though…my lips parted and my jaw fell. It was quite simply amazing.
The waterfall was about fifteen to twenty five yards in height, and from where we were I could feel the light mist of water splashing out of the pool and falling across my body, wetting my shirt and pants. It was quite simply amazing. And standing there in front of me, in the light that was trickling through the treetops, was one of the most breathtaking sights I have seen in a long time.
She was standing just perfectly to be centered in the waterfall. A few inches higher than me, as she was on one of the rocks forming the outer ring of the pool, a small smile of satisfaction on her full lips. I couldn't breathe for a moment; I was having a difficult time taking it all in…but that quickly passed as I started to move toward her. My hands came to rest on her sides and I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a kiss that, given the surroundings, could only be described as being filled with raw passion.
She stole my breath and gave it back to me. Through the kiss I had to lean forward, against her for support because my knees were getting slightly weak. Thankfully she began to sit, pulling me down with her, and a few seconds later I was sitting aside her, my hands beginning to roam across her body as our lips continued to clash in deepening kisses.
It took a few moments to find the zipper to her sweatshirt, but the moment I did I couldn't resist or restrain myself. I pulled back from her lips and lowered the zipper, a small playful smile coming to her mouth as I realized she was only wearing a bra underneath. I pulled the zipper down completely and pushed the front of her sweater to the sides, my lips trailing a path down the slope of her neck to the red skin of her shoulders…she took in a quick breath as traced my tongue across her sunburned shoulders and exhaled it slowly.
I paused…asking her if it hurt, and in an almost breathless voice she told me it felt wonderful. Her arms circled my body and my hands cupped her full breasts, squeezing them gently as fingertips searched for the already hard bumps her nipples were forming underneath the thin gauzy material. A moment later and she was leaning back…laying on the rock with her arms above her head, my lips moved across the untanned skin, nipping and sucking lightly until I reached the line of her bra, which I pulled down, exposing the sensitive areas.
Her back arched, pressing the firm skin into my mouth and her mouth fell open into a subdued gasp. I spent several minutes exploring her body before she reached out to me, turning and laying me flat on the rock, her hands unbuttoning my jeans and pulling the zipper down with a tenacity that was more than a little surprising. A hand on my back pushed me down flat on the rock and then with her other hand pulled me free from my pants.
It was the most liberated I've ever felt…the pure freedom of lying there in the open…but still being completely hidden from anyone that could have driven by above us, over the bridge and past the waterfall. With the sound of the rushing water and the feel of her body pressed against my legs, it made everything that much more alive. Her warm hand circling my hardening member…a teasing lick along my length to egg me on, and then her lips parted and she lowered her head, taking me completely with the first motion.
I stifled that first moan, though I have no idea why. The moment I bit my lip I shook my head, knowing that the sounds of the waterfall would cover any noises I could hope to make. And from that moment on, I concentrated entirely on enjoying the moment she was giving me. It took maybe three seconds for me to become fully erect, and with one hand combing through her hair to watch every motion, I was lost in the minutes of ecstasy.
It was obvious she enjoyed what she was doing to me, I would have known that much even if she hadn't already teasingly hinted at her oral fixation. She kept going, working into me without pause, and giving me only moments at a time to catch my breath before taking me in her mouth once more. I was never more happy for nature in my life than I was at the moment of my orgasm, because of not for the heavy rush of water I'm almost positive people would have thought someone was bring murdered.
I couldn't breathe for a moment; I couldn't understand why it felt so tremendously wonderful. And when I looked down to her, she was still around me, sucking every last drip from my shaft, teasing me with her tongue and quite simply driving me further over the edge. Her hands had encircled the base of my shaft and were pumping at it, squeezing in alternating rhythms and sending sharp shockwaves through the entirety of my mind.
It was too much, she's already driven me over the edge and was just pushing further and further, it reached the moment where it felt too good, far too good, and I actually had to ask her to stop, to gently pull her away. And when she looked up to me through the veil of hair that framed her face, I could see her Cheshire smile and her soft words. "I told you you'd have to tell me when to stop…"
Right then, in that moment, the woods and nature had never appealed to me more in my life. I couldn't think properly, I was still driven so far over the edge in bliss. The chill night air was calming, but everything wonderful that I had just experienced wasn't about to be calmed so easily. I was unsteady on my hands rising to the sitting position on the rock, my weight supported with my arms on my elbows. I looked at her as she wiped the smallest bits of cum from her lips and brushed her hair back behind her ears, shaking my head slowly, still not comprehending how I'd gotten so lucky.
She lead me down a walkway that ran parallel to the street, slightly overgrown with weeds and grass, and after twenty of so yards she turned and started to head toward the tree line off to our left. A moment of searching and she parted two branches, beckoning me to follow behind her. I looked down through the filtered light and saw a sloping trail of broken rocks that was glistening with the recently fallen rain, and knew she was planning on breaking my neck in an accidental fall.
Funnily enough, I was the one to catch her when she began to slide. I wrapped my arms around her and we negotiated ourselves to a flat outcropping, and I turned her around to face me. Through the damp light filtering through the trees everything had taken on an almost surreal quality. It was like a thin gossamer veil had been thrown over the world with the dew in hanging suspended in the air along the slope we had not even completed the descent of. Her eyes stood out even more in the dark, the small curve along her lips as she smiled, the absolute quite that can only occur at three in the morning.
A moment later, after her fingertips trailed down the front of my shirt, she turner her back on me and told me that we weren't even near where we needed to be, yet. I looked around, down the next fifteen feet that we'd have to traverse, and nodded silently…somehow knowing that it was going to be worth the trip down the slippery wet rocks and across the mud-drenched ground to be wherever she wanted to go.
We made it down the slope without another problem, and when my feet hit the firm (If muddy) ground I could almost have kissed it. Those of you that know me well know of the fear I have for falling, and I think navigating down that slope came a small way in helping me overcome it. She reached back and took my hand, then began following a muddied trail in the ground, leading me around some of the wider puddles of water and warning me of the branches and roots that I could have hurt myself on.
The walk went about another twenty or thirty yards, and with every few steps the sound of rushing water grew stronger. I couldn't see if the source was a river or not, though. Because the source was around a bend in the path we were walking along. Once we turned to complete our walk around the bend, though…my lips parted and my jaw fell. It was quite simply amazing.
The waterfall was about fifteen to twenty five yards in height, and from where we were I could feel the light mist of water splashing out of the pool and falling across my body, wetting my shirt and pants. It was quite simply amazing. And standing there in front of me, in the light that was trickling through the treetops, was one of the most breathtaking sights I have seen in a long time.
She was standing just perfectly to be centered in the waterfall. A few inches higher than me, as she was on one of the rocks forming the outer ring of the pool, a small smile of satisfaction on her full lips. I couldn't breathe for a moment; I was having a difficult time taking it all in…but that quickly passed as I started to move toward her. My hands came to rest on her sides and I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a kiss that, given the surroundings, could only be described as being filled with raw passion.
She stole my breath and gave it back to me. Through the kiss I had to lean forward, against her for support because my knees were getting slightly weak. Thankfully she began to sit, pulling me down with her, and a few seconds later I was sitting aside her, my hands beginning to roam across her body as our lips continued to clash in deepening kisses.
It took a few moments to find the zipper to her sweatshirt, but the moment I did I couldn't resist or restrain myself. I pulled back from her lips and lowered the zipper, a small playful smile coming to her mouth as I realized she was only wearing a bra underneath. I pulled the zipper down completely and pushed the front of her sweater to the sides, my lips trailing a path down the slope of her neck to the red skin of her shoulders…she took in a quick breath as traced my tongue across her sunburned shoulders and exhaled it slowly.
I paused…asking her if it hurt, and in an almost breathless voice she told me it felt wonderful. Her arms circled my body and my hands cupped her full breasts, squeezing them gently as fingertips searched for the already hard bumps her nipples were forming underneath the thin gauzy material. A moment later and she was leaning back…laying on the rock with her arms above her head, my lips moved across the untanned skin, nipping and sucking lightly until I reached the line of her bra, which I pulled down, exposing the sensitive areas.
Her back arched, pressing the firm skin into my mouth and her mouth fell open into a subdued gasp. I spent several minutes exploring her body before she reached out to me, turning and laying me flat on the rock, her hands unbuttoning my jeans and pulling the zipper down with a tenacity that was more than a little surprising. A hand on my back pushed me down flat on the rock and then with her other hand pulled me free from my pants.
It was the most liberated I've ever felt…the pure freedom of lying there in the open…but still being completely hidden from anyone that could have driven by above us, over the bridge and past the waterfall. With the sound of the rushing water and the feel of her body pressed against my legs, it made everything that much more alive. Her warm hand circling my hardening member…a teasing lick along my length to egg me on, and then her lips parted and she lowered her head, taking me completely with the first motion.
I stifled that first moan, though I have no idea why. The moment I bit my lip I shook my head, knowing that the sounds of the waterfall would cover any noises I could hope to make. And from that moment on, I concentrated entirely on enjoying the moment she was giving me. It took maybe three seconds for me to become fully erect, and with one hand combing through her hair to watch every motion, I was lost in the minutes of ecstasy.
It was obvious she enjoyed what she was doing to me, I would have known that much even if she hadn't already teasingly hinted at her oral fixation. She kept going, working into me without pause, and giving me only moments at a time to catch my breath before taking me in her mouth once more. I was never more happy for nature in my life than I was at the moment of my orgasm, because of not for the heavy rush of water I'm almost positive people would have thought someone was bring murdered.
I couldn't breathe for a moment; I couldn't understand why it felt so tremendously wonderful. And when I looked down to her, she was still around me, sucking every last drip from my shaft, teasing me with her tongue and quite simply driving me further over the edge. Her hands had encircled the base of my shaft and were pumping at it, squeezing in alternating rhythms and sending sharp shockwaves through the entirety of my mind.
It was too much, she's already driven me over the edge and was just pushing further and further, it reached the moment where it felt too good, far too good, and I actually had to ask her to stop, to gently pull her away. And when she looked up to me through the veil of hair that framed her face, I could see her Cheshire smile and her soft words. "I told you you'd have to tell me when to stop…"
Right then, in that moment, the woods and nature had never appealed to me more in my life. I couldn't think properly, I was still driven so far over the edge in bliss. The chill night air was calming, but everything wonderful that I had just experienced wasn't about to be calmed so easily. I was unsteady on my hands rising to the sitting position on the rock, my weight supported with my arms on my elbows. I looked at her as she wiped the smallest bits of cum from her lips and brushed her hair back behind her ears, shaking my head slowly, still not comprehending how I'd gotten so lucky.
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