We walk together along the little forest path. It's early afternoon and the sun is high, sun rays shining through the canopy. It's warm, but not hot, in the half shade provided by the fragrant and wonderfully green trees. I watch your flowing long hair and sense the faint scent of your perfume. As I walk behind you, I take in the shapes of your body. Your lovely breasts, filling out the thin shirt. Occasionally, peeking over your shoulder, looking down, I see the skin at the base of your tits where you have opened a button. Your but is invitingly filling out your cut off jeans.
Finally we arrive at my designated destination, a little glade beside a small lake. Quickly I spread our blanket on the ground and sit down beside you. Looking into your eyes I see an unspoken demand. My heart beats harder when I lean forward to kiss you. Very gently I let my lips touch yours. You answer my kiss and I feel the tip of your tongue meet mine. Taking your head into one hand I deepen our kiss as you lie back on the blanket. My other hand gently traces your body, moving to unbutton your shirt. As the sides of your shirt fall to the ground I take in the sight of your firm naked breasts. Gently, I place my hand around one of your inviting tits, holding it as move my mouth down to let you sense my hot breath on the nipple. You make a small sound of pleasure as I take your nipple between my lips, wetting it throughly, tickling it with my tongue.
I feel your nipple harden between my lips as you move your hand over my chest, unbuttoning my shirt as you go along. Arriving at my shorts you stop teasingly a little while. Lifting my head from your breast I see the smile on your face as you continue to move your hand over the fabric of my shorts. As I take your other breast into my mouth I can feel your fingers probing my growing bulge. You trace the contours of your prize for a little while before starting to unbuckle my belt.
Now you sit up and put a hand on my chest, nudging my to lie down. Sitting on your knees beside my, you open the buttons in my shorts without hesitation. Gently, you insert your hand to liberate my still growing rod. In a swift movement you pull my shorts and boxer shorts down to my ankles, leaving my lying on my back with my cock eagerly pulsating in the pleasantly warm sunshine. Expertly as always you grab around the base of the my shaft with one hand as you let the other slide along the inside of my thighs to end up tickling my balls.
Slowly stroking me up and down you lean forward. Without touching it with your mouth, you drop some saliva on the gleaming head for lubrication. Slowly you let the tip of your index finger trace the rim of the glans before you continue to stroke for a little while.