Through the green canopy of the forest, a waterfall cascades into a splash pool. The crystal clear water foaming white at its base, and sending ripples gliding over the pool's surface. The air is heavy with spray, soaking the soft yellow sand and rich foliage that circle the pool. The forest is alive with noise, the screeches of birds of paradise, the occasional roar of some wild animal and the chatter of monkeys in the depths of the undergrowth.
You lie there on the smooth sand, dressed only in a t-shirt and shorts, beads of perspiration dot your forehead from the humid atmosphere. He comes up out of the pool, naked apart from the stream of water running down his body. He walks up to you, the hot sun streaming through the leaves, silhouetting his body. You reach out your hand to him and he's brings himself to one knee and takes it. You pull him onto you, his cold wet body soaking you shirt, and causing you to gasp a little. You kiss, long and hard. He holds your outstretched arms to either side of you pinning you there. His tongue flickering into you mouth, playfully nibbling your lip. His whole body moves up and down yours, causing the material of your t-shirt to rub on your now erect nipples. You wrap your legs around his back and can feel his dick becoming erect and pushing down on your eager crotch.
His delicate kisses move to your neck, as his hands slide up your arms and down your sides to the bottom of your t-shirt. Now he begins to roll the shirt off your body and kisses the exposed flesh on your stomach. He rolls it higher freeing your wholesome breasts, his mouth exploring higher and higher. His lips envelope your nipples, teases them between his teeth, blows on them with gentle breaths and lashes them with his tongue. The shirt is now part way over your head now and still covers your eyes and has made your arms move to above your head trapped in your t-shirt. Using one hand he keeps your hands there whilst he kisses you on your lips once more his free hand cups your breasts and massages them slowly. Stroking your nipples between his fingers with alternate feathery and harder touches, he frees the t-shirt from your eyes and gazes into them. Keeping your gaze his hands move slowly down your body to your crotch which is now sopping wet as your hands move down his back and take hold of his erect cock.