Well, the story starts off in a Great Plains state. Just about the middle of spring. This time of year is notorious for its spring thunderstorms. We pack our things and leave for a romantic picnic lunch. We drive for about 2 hours arriving in time for the imminent noon-time thunderstorm. We find a remote grass field, and a lone tree. It is a warm, humid day. But there is a gentle breeze. We enjoy a little walk through the grass. And then sit down for lunch.
We enjoy slowly devouring our edibles: various crackers, cheeses, fruits, and lemonade. We feed each other, often clumsily... making a mess. The warm day allows us to have less clothing than normal. I am wearing shorts and a T-shirt. You are wearing shorts and a T-shirt over a one-piece swimsuit top. After an hour or so of eating, we lay down stuffed, content, pacified, and weary eyed... we fall asleep in each others arms.
I am awakened by the distant sound of thunder. Trying not to wake you, I move to get a blanket to cover you. I nestle back up next to you, covering us in a light blanket. A tiny moan escapes your mouth. As I close in on you I kiss your shoulder. Another moan escapes past your gated lips. You toss and turn and wind up on your back facing me. I begin to plant small kisses on your arm and shoulder. I can tell you are dreaming by the smile dominating your face. And I further stimulate you with my kissing and caressing as you enjoy your fantastic slumber.
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You awake to see me kissing your shoulder. You let out a sign of disappointment. But upon further thought, you see the "deeper" meaning to your dream. And your fantasy masseuse remains a mystery. Without a word from you, you turn on our side to face me. Peering deep into my eyes you ask the question... I reply only by leaning forward and kissing you. (What was the question? Did you ask it? Or imply it? Or just communicate it with your eyes?) With the lightest of touch, I trace the outline of your lips with small kisses. Then circle the circumference of your lips with my tongue. Task completed, my tongue parts your lips, and touches your tongue. Your mouth encloses my lips and tongue, drawing me close,... into you. Your arms embrace me and pull me close. Our legs intertwine. And there we lay, with a gentle breeze blowing, locked in a fervent embrace.
You begin to feel moisture, but not the moisture normally associated with intimacy. It is beginning to sprinkle. The light drops of water gently cool the warmth of the day. Even thought it cools your body, it fuels your passion and desire. I see this in your eyes. I push you onto your back. You look at me with a curious gaze. I begin to remove your top... Slowly and methodically, my hands trace your breast with the moisture of the rain. The coolness striking your skin serves only to make you feel more eroticised. My hands trace small circles around your breasts, slowly working up. As my hands near the top, ... they stop. I then lightly brush each nipple with a finger. Your eyes remain closed,... you do not see me. Now you feel a different sensation on your nipples. My saliva wets your nipples. My fingers massage and titillate, sending a small shudder throughout your body. Before you can ask me to suck them, you look up to see my mouth encircling one nipple. Next you feel your nipple being drawn up into my mouth. My tongue dancing on your body. My warm moist mouth bringing you every pleasure imaginable.
As your excitement builds,... you look to remove my shirt. Your hands trace through my chest hair. Your fingers encompass my nipples. With a sudden thrust, you push me onto my back and straddle me. You bend over to kiss me. Your hair falls all over my chest. You draw your lips back down my chin, throat and chest. Your abdomen notices the bulge growing. Without a word, you remove my shorts. When I begin to speak, you cover my mouth with your finger. Then you perform your oralise on me. With the greatest affections, you take me to the brink,.... and then let me back gently. You leave no stone unturned. And you bring an enormous smile to my face.
It is now your turn. I lay you down, kneeling between your legs. I slowly remove your shorts. My hands caress your skin. Moving from ankle to thigh and back. I look to you and note the sheen that covers your newly shaved sex. Beads of moisture form around you clitoral hood. Lying down between you, I kiss my way up the inside of your thighs. Slowly, I approach you. The smell of your excitement fuels me. I stop just short, and look up at you. We make eye contact. Then you close your eyes and lay back, opening yourself to me. My hand begins to massage your closely trimmed pubic mound. Lightly encircling the follicles, the rain has made you quite moist. You feel my breath upon you,... causing you to quiver. Without warning, you feel my tongue. It lightly traced your clit. Your pubic muscles contract momentarily. And as they release, I do it again, this time harder. My tongue now begins to work on your clit. My moisture blends with yours and the rain. As your hood contacts, I aggressively attack your exposed clitoris. This puts you on the plateau. Feeling my lips devour your clit, you allow yourself to moan. Approaching orgasm, I sense you reaching into the depths of your soul with eager anticipation. I suck your clit deep into my mouth and send you over the threshold. With a giant breath, you thrust your hips into my face, lifting your butt of the floor. Contracting every second, your orgasm releases wave upon wave of pleasure upon you. But now you feel that my tongue is inside you. Exploring. This continuous stimulation proves to be enough to send you over the top again.... this time into multiple orgasms. As every moment passes you are captivated by another seismic event. Wave upon wave, my mouth continuing to enjoy your pleasure with you. Fatigued, you resign to the many orgasms you have just had.
"I hope you don't think I am done with you yet, we are just getting warmed up."
I reach to my bag and retrieve four long scarves, a large towel, and a bottle of oil.
I lay the towel over the blanket. You lay back down, atop the towel. I stand and retrieve 4 tent spikes and a hammer, and then plunge them into the earth. I restrain your ankles and wrists with the 4 scarves. Then I place a bandanna over your eyes, leaving you in the dark.
Next: The Oil...
Sensing your heightened arousal, I smile. The air is filled with excitement, ecstasy, and anticipation. You feel my eyes exploring your body. "What are you doing?" you ask...
"How about this"
"Oooooohhh",.... you feel hot oil being poured on to you. A lot of oil. Absolutely soaking you. Drenching you. Now the sensation of my hands is realized.
