I made it back to our house without making too much of a fool of myself. I was in a complete daze. I couldn't have held a conversation if mum had tried. All I could feel was this mad jumble of sights, smells, crazy movement and ecstatic noises. By the time the door was closed I was in a sweat. My mind kept feeding me that last bright image of her, wide eyed and mouth open in a fierce but silent scream.
I ran to the bathroom, locked the door and sank to the floor in a wonderful state of exhaustion. I gently squeezed my penis and watched a small bead of liquid appear. This had been inside her just twenty minutes before. I imagined that silky feeling and the gurgling noises of the union. I was going to come quickly. I needed to come quickly. I rubbed faster and my imagination zeroed in on the sight of her reddened vagina as it tried to work itself frictionless around my cock. I clutched my balls and was about to spill when the bathroom door was knocked on and my mother called loudly that the phone had rung for me. It was Jane, she said. I held myself still and in a very steady voice told her I was coming right out.
I sorted my shorts out, opened the door and raced down to the phone.
'Hi' I said, out of breath.
'Sounds like I disturbed you in a bit of exercise,' she smiled down the phoneline.
'I was just finishing off a dream,' I said, quietly in case mum was around.
'You have to tell me about it. Do you fancy a bike ride?'
'Yeah. How long will you be?'
'Just long enough to change my knickers,' she said this quietly as well. I supposed her mum must have arrived home.
'OK - see you on the front garden.'
I was waiting in the bright afternoon for her arrival. My feverish body in white shorts and a string top. As she turned the corner on her bike, I felt a jolt of electricity run through me. I actually shivered. She was all blue cloth and brown skin. Her hair was thick and tousled. Her face clear and alive. Her bare shoulders flexed strongly as she stood to take the bike over the rise towards me. A tight and low cut tee shirt was shaped around her. Long legs beneath a short pale blue skirt. White socks and trainers.
I gulped for air and swallowed saliva as my mouth filled. I could almost taste her presence.
She swung the bike around in an exaggerated spin and stopped in front of me. She gazed towards me and her face flushed. Her eyes glazed slightly as I stared into them. She slowly lowered her eyes and I felt my body react as if it was being caressed. By the time she reached my stomach I was straining my pants. I could see her stop her downward motion and her mouth open slightly. She ran a tongue over her top lip, snatched a brief glance at me, pirouetted on her bike and went speeding across the grass towards the woods. her skirt flapping around the seat of the bike, a flash of red beneath.
I was after her in a heartbeat. She raced into the woods following a clear track that I knew led to a small lake. She was moving fast and almost reckless but I gradually gained on her. I was having difficulty concentrating on the tricky terrain and on her bouncing behind at the same time. Her legs pumping at the peddles and the skirt lifting clear of the seat revealed the red covered bottom in constant motion in front of me. I was in rabbit-in-the-headlight mode.
She looked back to me and giggling wildly span over in front of me. I swerved and managed to avoid collision. She raced on with me left in her wake. I shouted and cursed which seemed to make her laugh louder. I put my foot down and caught her as she was speeding around a large tree. We had left the path during this skylarking and were heading further into the woods. I pushed her as I sped past and gave a satisfied whoop as she wobbled precariously before spinning around and toppling off into a soft bank of leaves and grass.
She fell half on and half off the bike, managing to keep hold of the handlebars so that she ended up straddling the bike legs apart. I whipped around and rode towards her at high speed with my roar of victory filling the air. She jumped away from her bike as I approached and managed to catch my arm as I passed. I swung around off balance and ended up in ungainly confusion at her feet.
Her head was back as she spluttered with laughter. I squirmed onto my back beneath her, panting, and looked up the long legs above me. They were moist with perspiration and disappeared into the hem of her knickers as the skirt swirled around them. She put her foot on my shoulder and I felt the weight of her body press down on me. Before I could react she swung down and I found myself pinned beneath her knees on my shoulders. She took both my hands, forced them back behind my head and knelt above me looking down in triumph.
We both stared and tried to catch our breath.
'Truce?' she cried.
I nodded.
She stayed where she was but released my hands and leaned back to admire her victory. I looked up at her taking in the small show of belly where her tee shirt had ridden up and the swell of her breasts pushing damply against the cloth above. I felt a strong urge to suck them and working on a vague theory of levers I suddenly pushed her legs down below my shoulders so that she moved back and her top came forward and down at the same time. She squealed as she fell. Her hands trying to break the fall but too late for my purpose because I felt the breasts pressing warmly into my face. A small tilt of my head and I had captured one small breast in my mouth. I held her there struggling above me as I rubbed and sucked the hard nipple that was presented to me.
I could feel her struggle subside and as I continued suckling, she raised herself just slightly to give me more freedom. I was ready for the offer and moved to the other breast, nibbling and licking the wet cloth that covered her.
I needed more contact with skin and as she crouched above me I shuffled further down until the exposed belly was above me. I lapped my tongued into her navel and put my hands around her bottom to help guide me. She didnt move. She seemed rooted into the position she had taken up.
I began to lick upwards, pushing the tee shirt as I went until hanging over me were the soft mounds of her breasts. I enclosed one in my mouth and gently nuzzled it. I lay my head back onto the ground to ease the strain in my neck muscles and she followed me down, pressing herself onto me. I took the nipple back onto my tongue and swirled patterns onto it. She seemed in a swoon. No movement but a loudly beating heart above me.
I tested the shape of her bottom while suckling. I could tell that her skirt had risen above her waist as she knelt there. The fabric of her panties was velvety and I stroked the roundness of her tightly curved buttocks. I felt towards the edge where the back of her legs disappeared inside. I ran my fingers along the edge to where the back of her legs joined. Everything seemed damp and warm. I swept my hands up to the top of her panties and began to slowly trace my hands inside of them. Gradually I stroked the expanse of her bottom and took the panties with me. It was so round and tight. I caressed her with my palms until I could feel my thumbs descend between the mounds and into the crevice below. I steadily continued my rubbing, feeling moisture lapping up onto my thumbs and lubricating the process deliciously.
I wasn't clear what it was, but my mouth was filling with moisture. It almost seemed that I was preparing for a succulent feast. The wetness I could feel on my hands seemed like she was salivating in sympathy with me. I had to kiss her there. To taste her saliva. I wormed my way down under her still motionless body, abandoning her nipples and licking my way across her belly. Then to her bunched up skirt. I wriggled down further so that almost all of me was free. As her skirt swung back over my head I found myself looking up at the joining of her limbs half silhouetted against the sky and the trees towering above. I had pulled her panties down so that they were stretched tightly across her open legs still straddling me. I could see a tuft of down and a dark crease beneath it that I felt my lips drawn towards. Straining up with my neck and pulling down with my hands, I pushed my mouth into the wet warmth there. I was surrounded by an intoxicating vapour and as my lips pressed forward I could taste a dream-inducing liquor that penetrated me to the core and took control of me. I was drinking from her body, lapping at her bowl. I didn't feel that I was of this world any more. I fondled her with my hands and suckled her with my mouth. I could feel something changing in her. Her bottom seemed to be getting hotter as I massaged her. Ripples seemed to be running through the muscles that I was kneading. Distant at first, they grew in intensity until I could feel the vibrations on my lips. The angle of her crouching changed slightly and I found my lips in contact with a small hard nub at the centre of her crease. There was a sudden flurry of action and I felt her weight pressing down on me as the muscles all around took to spasming and jerking. I held on for the ride and added extra stimulation to her core, feeling I was being absorbed into her body. My fingers had slipped further between her buttocks and I could reach down and touch where my mouth held her. I stroked the area gently as her excitement receded.
I lay my head back on the grass and realised that my neck was knotted up from the strain of lifting my head. I lay panting, looking up again at the pretty silhouette above me. Now there was a shining coating of wetness on every surface of skin I could see. And a wonderful perfume of sweat, musk and crushed grass surrounded me.
Still she crouched motionless as if in another world. I worked myself down between her knees and turned back towards her. A sight that I'll never forget. Her curly head was pressed down onto her arms, her shoulders were tight to the ground, the tee shirt had ridden up above one breast and was high up her back. There was a long expanse of backbone slightly curved and a bunched up skirt around her waist. High in the air was her bottom with her panties low down above her parted knees. The dimpled globes of her bum rose on either side of a valley that led past the tiny wrinkle of her anus to the heady red lips and folds of her vagina.
Still she knelt there. Waiting?
I stirred from my daze and realised that my cock was on fire. Straining against any constriction. I stood up and tore off my shirt. I looked down again at the exotic form in front of me.
Suddenly, she stirred.
I jumped and breathed in sharply.
She raised herself onto her elbows, almost shook herself like a dog coming out of water and looked around towards me. Another sight I'll never forget.
Her face was all flushed and glowing. Her hair was all over the place. Her lip were parted and her teeth showing slightly canine. Her tongue panting.
