My thin sundress rustled in the stiff breeze, air breaking through to my bare skin and kissing my soft nipples playfully as I approached him.

His brown eyes fiery with lust, he whispered that he could see my silhouette through the dress.

I felt naked before him. The thought of him fucking me made fire run through my soul.

He stood there silently to greet me. He slipped his warm hands around my slender waist and pressed his mouth against mine. His taste was familiar, and his scent moved me to weakness. He moved his hand up and ran his fingers through my hair, finally letting his index finger dance gently down my neck.

He pulled me down onto a soft blanket laid out on the grass. The birds sang wildly, as if sensing the heated madness quaking in my heart. His soft brown eyes said so much to me... Read More