I’d been on two dates with Abby, but I still wasn’t sure if she was into me.

I’m a blue-collar guy from the Bronx and she was an earthy hippie-type from the Berkshires who wore Birkenstocks and long flowing dresses. But she was a super-cute blonde with big tits. Despite her weird sense of fashion, she oozed sexuality. It made no sense, but I wasn’t trying to figure it out. 

For our third date, I rented a car for us to go upstate to see the leaves change. I was excited when she showed up in a crop top, short shorts, and thigh high socks — she was a fox and her ass looked great. When we kissed a few times in the car, I couldn’t help but think about how to get her out those clothes.

We drove to the country, did some apple picking, then went to a state park. The regular hiking trail was crowded, so when we saw a wilder and less populated route, we went for it.

I remember climbing hill after hill until we both had to stop to catch our breath. But the flush in Abby’s cheeks got my heart racing faster than any steep incline ever could. I struggled to keep up with her using her heart-shaped ass as a compass.

Being from the city I’d never fucked outside before, unless you count the roof of an apartment building, which I don’t. Everyone has done that. After an hour of Abby’s ass guiding my way, I was as horny as a wild animal. I wanted to fuck her in the woods so bad.

We got to the top of a mountain peak and sat down on a long, flat rock wedged between some trees. It was as if nature had built us our own specially designed fuck-platform. We started kissing and soon I had unzipped her pants and was gently rubbing her pussy. “I’ve never done this in the woods before,” I told her, and she smiled as if I were a virgin.

“I fingered her pussy and fucked her pretty mouth while the birds and bugs chirped in the trees.”

“Everything is better outdoors,” she said. 

I laid her down on the rock and slid off her jeans. We continued to make out softly as our arms wrapped around one another. As the tension rose, I knew I needed to taste her. I pulled away and dipped my head between her legs. Her bush was pale orange and her pussy was as delicious as strawberry shortcake. I devoured it and fingered her as the sun peeked through the trees behind her. The louder she moaned the faster I licked and fingered. She came hard on my face, clenching my head so tightly between her knees I had to fight the intense pressure.  

“I want to try something,” she said, and leaned her head back so that it dangled off our love rock. Then she unzipped my pants and guided my throbbing cock into her mouth and I face-fucked her upside down, unbuttoning her shirt, finally getting to feel those big, firm tits.

Abby then put her hands on my ass and guided me back and forth, deeper into her throat, with my balls pressed against her face. I pinched her nipples while she groaned and grunted as if my meat were the most delicious thing she’d ever tasted. I fingered her pussy and fucked her pretty mouth while the birds and bugs chirped in the trees, the sun fully lighting up her splayed creamy flesh.

When I shot my load deep down her throat, I yelled louder than Tarzan, then fell down on the ground covered in dirt and rocks. I remember looking up and seeing the orange leaves in the light, and her smiling face glowing with saliva and sweat and come.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a better view.

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