After Nicole and I decided that we needed to secretly get away together, we agreed a short stay at a peaceful resort in Eastern Tennessee near the Great Smoky Mountains would be ideal. We were both anxious to get away from Columbus, so we could just be alone as a couple.
Nicole and I had been seeing each other for almost 4 months. We had both kept our relationship secret from almost everyone, except for our immediate families as well as a couple trustworthy friends. She had just recently stopped seeing the guy she had been casually dating, and the woman I had been dating moved, so she could be closer to her family.
I think I should mention that Nicole is absolutely stunning, as far as her physical appearance is concerned. Nicole is five-feet eight-inches tall and weighs approximately one hundred-twenty pounds. She has brown eyes and long chestnut-colored hair that is naturally curly. Her measurements are 34D-24-34.
While I think I'm a handsome young man at twenty-two years of age, I occasionally wonder how I was so lucky to have found such a beautiful young woman, who is three years older than me. I'm six foot tall, one hundred fifty-five pounds, hazel eyes with brown hair, and I usually prefer the high and tight hairstyle.
Nicole tells me that I'm her tall, dark handsome young stud, who was sent from heaven to be with her. At first, I thought she was just trying to make me feel good about my appearance. Now, I think she really means that from the bottom of her heart, because she is also a real sweetheart.
Soon after we arrived at our charlotte and unpacked on Sunday afternoon, we decided upon taking a walk. We loaded a small amount of gear, including a blanket and backpack, into her car and started out on a venture into the wilderness.
We drove for about 10 minutes before we found a good place to leave her car, where we could also allow hike on adequate hiking trails.
We hiked in a secluded part of the area, walking together hand in hand. I was wearing khaki shorts with a brown leather belt, short-sleeve polo shirt, white undershirt, white briefs and comfortable gray tennis shoes.
Nicole wore a blue top with spaghetti straps, multi-colored summer skirt with floral designs on the fabric and light brown sandals.
I carried the basket of snacks that we had packed for a picnic, while Nicole held the nicely folded blanket at her side. As we quietly toured the wilderness, we listened to the surrounding sounds of the forest and its tiny inhabitants. We were gazing at one another quite frequently while we observed the scenery on that summer day.
Being out in nature with my sweetheart was already lightening my mood. It was obvious that we were enjoying each other's company after we were apart for a couple of weeks, because we were both visiting with our families.
After we came upon a small clearing beside a creek, we agreed this would be a nice spot to stop for lunch. When Nicole laid out the blanket, the wind lifted her flimsy skirt enough to show me the white thong that she was wearing.
Nicole startled me at first when she plopped down on the blanket with a grimace of pain on her face. I don't think it even occurred to her that her skirt had lifted by the wind. If she had noticed, it appeared to be in too much pain to care.
I dropped down to my knees and removed her sandals, running my hands up and down her aching leg. I quickly applied pressure to the troublesome spot on her right leg after she guided my hands there. After a few minutes of massaging the sore spot, I could tell the knot was beginning to loosen. I rubbed her leg with my skillful hands until she was feeling at ease.
When Nicole was comfortable again, I opened the backpack and fixed a plate of snacks for her to eat. Her eyes followed my every move, as I prepared her lunch.
Then, I reached inside the basket and grabbed a bottle of semi-sweet white wine. Next, I pulled out one wine glass, which we intended to share. Before handing Nicole the glass, I tasted the wine. Once I had tasted the wine, I passed the glass to Nicole. Nicole and I fed each other in a playful manner, while chatting and giggling about just about anything.
After we had finished eating, I placed her legs across mine. I started massaging one foot and then moved my hands to other, stroking my hands over her ankles and up her calves. I told her that I was going to finish the massage I had started earlier, and she giggled, saying that she wasn't going to object to that.
I allowed my hands to travel upward along her shapely legs, before returning to her delicate ankles and the arches of her feet. When I looked up to watch her facial expressions, I could see Nicole's white lace thong and the outline of her covered, dark-haired pussy. I wasn't sure if it was voluntary or not, but she pulled her legs together as I continued to massage her feet and calves.
Nicole held her eyes closed for most of the time, enjoying the feel of my hands as they massaged her feet. Once I had been rubbing them for an additional five minutes, I leaned forward slightly. I lifted her left foot to my mouth, licking each of her toes individually.
I closed my eyes, as I continued to worship Nicole's body. It was my personal philosophy when it came to making love that a woman's pleasure was also my pleasure, so I was enjoying myself as well.
I let my hands wonder along her legs, as I continued sucking her toes after I lifted her other foot to my mouth. Then, I tenderly kissed and softly licked the delicate flesh around her ankle. I planted more caresses up her calf as my hands traveled further up her thighs toward her crotch.
I carefully watched Nicole's reaction and noticed that her body tensed up, before squirming around as my hands crept further along the inside of her thighs. It wasn't a "don't touch me there" type of tension but rather an anticipatory reaction. My hands brushed over her naked ass, as I slid my fingertips along the edges of her thong.
I positioned myself so that I had one of her legs on each side of my head. I licked Nicole's ankles and toes again. This time I do so more thoroughly, pressing my broadened tongue to her skin, as I licked her left foot and then her right foot.
Slowly, I planted caresses up her right leg, letting my lips travel up her smoothly shaven calf. I gradually moved in between her widened legs, as I tongued and caressed the sensitive crevice behind her knee. She parted her legs, spreading them wider to allow me full access to her womanly treasures. I reached up and pushed her skirt above her waist, exposing the most intimate area of Nicole's body to the slight summer breeze that I could feel blowing against my back.
I pushed my hands up her thighs and sensually rubbed my palms over her inner thighs, as they glided upward. Then, I lightly brushed the back of my hands down the outside of her thighs. As my hands repeatedly followed the same aforementioned motions, my lips crept up the inside of her thigh.
My fingers dallied at the inside of her legs. I could feel the wetness seeping from Nicole's pussy through her now almost transparent panties. It was almost as she wasn't wearing any underwear, seeing how the moist material of her thong clung to her pussy. I could clearly see the outline of the moist folds of her pussy.
I continued planting soft caresses up her inner thigh, leaving a moist trail of saliva as my tongue passed over her skin. I teased Nicole at first with my fingers, running them back and forth over her wet panties. I stroked her pussy more strategically, letting my fingers dally at the upper end of her pussy, as my fingers searched avidly for her clit. While I did this, I nibbled up the inside of her right thigh near her crotch.
Nicole wrapped her legs around my head while apparently shuddering from my touch. She pulled my face toward her so that my tongue was near her covered pussy, wanting me to eat her. I licked her through her moist panties, letting my tongue move from side to side over her most sensitive flesh.
I was in no hurry, so I teased her for several minutes. I licked, nibbled and caressed her pussy through the wet material of thong until she was begging for me to take them off.
I, however, didn't fully give into her demands. I pulled the crotch of her thong aside, revealing her cleanly trimmed and shaven slit. First, I pushed my tongue back and forth between her pussy lips.
After I did this for a few minutes, I concentrated more specifically on the upper region of her pussy. I massaged her clit with my flattened tongue, swirling my tongue around that hard love button. I was engulfed in pleasuring her, and I loved the smell of my sweetheart's juices as they flowed steadily from her womanhood, running down my chin and dampening the hair on top of my head.
I allowed my tongue to roam, parting her moist folds from top to bottom, moving my tongue side to side, as it passed back and forth between her clitoris and her little rosebud many times. I moved my tongue back to her clit and rapidly tongued the underside of that special sexual organ with a stiff tongue stroke.
I inserted the index finger of my left hand inside her opening and started fingering her with my finger slightly curved, as it plunged in and out of her. It didn't take much more stimulation before she was moaning and screaming, as an orgasm overcame her and her nectar shot onto my face like a small fountain.
Nicole was still not completely naked, and she had already climaxed. I continued lapping at her bare pussy lips and then her ass. I lifted her hips, and then finally removed her wet thong panties.
I untied the back of her skirt, and I asked her to turn over and lay on her stomach. She raised her ass high in the air, giving me a magnificent view of both her ass and pussy. My hands and tongue explored, going wherever they wanted in that general vicinity.