A Fall Wal

As she walked down the pebble and dirt path, it was hard for her to believe that it had been 23 years since they'd met. Her mind wandered aimlessly, back to her high school days as she pulled her fleece jacket together and zipped it up to her chin. Fall...the most beautiful time of year as far as she was concerned. Not only because the trees would show off with all their reds and oranges and yellows, making a virtual postcard right before your eyes, but because she'd met the love of her life during the fall. The cooler weather always stirred feelings deep within her soul that during summer months seemed to have been buried under thoughts of the "to-do" list that can only be accomplished during warm weather. She could hear only the sound of the wind whispering through the leaves on the trees and she could feel her nose starting to tingle from the crisp air. The sky was as blue as she'd ever seen it, with streaks of white and gray clouds taking up residence in the distance.

She stopped at the fence-post and as she watched a tiny rabbit scurry out of sight, her mind wandered completely back to that first kiss. An unforgettable kiss that left her weak in the knees, and her body longing for more than just the kiss. She could still remember how warm his breath felt next to her cheek in the cool night air and how soft his lips had been as they covered hers. Her senses had been overloaded by his scent, his taste and the feeling of his strong arms wrapped tightly around her as if he'd never let go. It was amazing to her that she still felt that way today. How many times had she wondered if other people ever got to feel that? Were there other people out there that knew without a doubt that they were with the person they were meant to be with? Did they love each other so much that each felt like they couldn't take a full breath if they weren't snuggled up beside one another? She hadn't heard of it often.

Breathing in the fresh clean scent of autumn, she heard soft, steady footsteps behind her and she turned in the direction of the sound. She couldn't help but smile as she saw her husband coming up the path with the thick red and yellow plaid blanket that they pulled out every time it started to get cold. She could also see the silver of the thermos tucked under his arm, which undoubtedly held hot chocolate to share.

She took the thermos from him to free up his arm and grabbed his hand tight as they continued up the path. They'd been together for so long, each was completely comfortable in the silence. She knew that this was where he felt the most "at home"...out here, surrounded by nature and she was thankful that she was the one he'd chosen to share it with.

When they came to the clearing at the top of the hill, he unfolded and snapped the blanket in the wind and placed it on the ground, smoothing out the wrinkles and patting a place for her to sit. As she lowered herself down, she couldn't help but notice how green his eyes were and how strong and rugged he looked out here in his element. It was one of the many things she loved about him. She loved that he made her feel tiny and safe. He'd scooted up behind her on the blanket and had her surrounded by his arms and legs, and as he pulled her tighter to him, she could feel his arousal. There was no doubt in her mind what he was thinking and she wondered if he realized how easily he could persuade her to take her clothes off and reveal her silky skin to him.

As they looked out over the horizon the sun was starting to set and was casting brilliant rays of orange and pink across the sky. There was no place she could imagine any better than where she was at that moment - wrapped up tight in his strong arms.

He started nibbling on her neck from behind and it was sending goose bumps all the way down her arms and spine. She could even feel her nipples start to harden beneath her blouse from his warm tongue swirling on her skin. His warm breath on her neck taking the chill out of the air. Reflexes made it hard to hold her head upright, as the slight tickle and warmth of his tongue kept making her head roll back toward the sky. He knew she was enjoying it because he kept hearing tiny gasps of pleasure leaving her lips. Her hands, which had been resting on his thighs, had started to squeeze his skin gently through his jeans. He knew her better than anyone ever had and even though he had just begun to kiss and nibble on her soft neck, he knew her juices were already flowing. He could slide her clothes off now and she'd be ready to feel him inside of her. He loved that about her, the intimacy and raw animal lust from the same woman.

After a few moments, his hands moved underneath her jacket and shirt and were exploring her breasts. As the fabric lifted from her body, she could feel a rush of cool air and the feel of it, like a feather on her skin, aroused her even more. The difference in temperature was invigorating on her skin. It made her even more conscious of the heat radiating from his warm hands. His fingers moved quickly over her nipples and he noticed they had hardened and he could imagine they were deep red from the stimulation. She was sure that the only thing that would have felt better at that moment in time was if he had taken her nipples in his mouth. He seemed to have read her mind as he lifted her to her knees and turned her to face him. She noticed again his rugged, handsome features as his eyes stared deep into her soul and she realized that he'd completely unzipped her jacket and unbuttoned her shirt while she'd been lost in his gaze. As each cold nipple reached his warm mouth she felt a soft moan escape from her lips. He loved that she was uninhibited and vocal. This always seemed to fuel his fire and his squeezing and sucking became more urgent as the moan lingered. While continuing to concentrate on his tongue circling her nipple, his hands slid down her sides to her pants, and with little effort he had them undone exposing her round bottom.

The sweet smell of her and all that exposed skin was more than he could take. He continued to squeeze and cup her breasts in his hands, but was moving to his knees so he could taste her mouth and pull her to him. As his mouth covered hers, she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it back off his shoulders. His muscles felt good under her palms and she opened her eyes and pushed herself back slightly to catch a glimpse of his broad, hairy chest. Her hands lingered only for a moment, then continued to move downward. Her brow started to furrow as she realized that she was having some trouble with the button on his pants. He chuckled slightly and his strong fingers were quick to get the button undone. She was glad that she didn't have trouble with the zipper. It slid down easily, revealing his bulging cock. It made her pussy ache for him even more than it already was.

As their naked bodies pressed together, they lowered themselves onto the blanket, pushing their jeans off of their feet so they could move freely. She rolled on top of him, her breasts so near his face that he couldn't help but take them in his hands, moving his head back and forth taking each nipple in his mouth again. As he licked her, she lifted herself onto him. Her movements were slow and as his cock slid deeper and deeper inside of her the world began to fade away. Each of them became lost in the others passion and their heads fell back, a long moan escaping both of their lips. She was starting to rock now, and as their bodies moved together, they stared into each other's eyes, completely unaware that anyone or anything else existed. Someone could have walked up on them and neither of them would have noticed. Each watched the other and was riveted; as their faces were like novels, revealing exactly what each of them were feeling. Her pace quickened and he could feel himself being brought to the edge as he watched her breasts bounce with every movement. He grabbed her and held her tight, not allowing her to move another inch for fear he'd explode. He wasn't ready. She knew what was happening, and a slight smile crossed her face knowing that she had that kind of power over him. He saw the smile and knew what she was thinking. He knew what kind of power he had over her too and he was looking forward to showing her.

He rolled her onto her back and grabbed her ankles, slowly pulling her legs up toward his shoulders. He entered her quickly, driving in and out of her with a forceful and steady pace. With each stroke she said the word "yes" and he knew that this position would make her cum easily. He was glad for that, since he'd been so close before and he knew that he could be again. He watched as she moved her hand to her mouth, slowly licking her fingers. Then she started to move her hand downward, stopping to touch one of her nipples with her wet fingers. The difference in temperature was piercing. It made her want to feel his mouth on her nipples again. It was amazing to him how the little things she would do would make him want to explode! Her hand then continued to travel down to her clit, and as she touched it, her excitement was noticeable by the hoarse sound in her voice as she said, "Oh baby, I'm so close!" He pulled her legs onto his broad shoulders and moved his hands forward until they were holding her breasts. He continued with his steady rhythm and smooth strokes in her until she was right on the edge.

He slowed his pace, almost stopping, while gazing deep into her eyes. She knew that he was teasing her and that it would make her orgasm that much more powerful. The look of confidence on his face was one of the things that she loved about him. The self-confidence that was his trademark made him all that more desirable. The thought that he could do or have anything he desired made him irresistible to her. She knew she was going to cum soon and told him so. That's all it took for him to feel that fluttering of excitement, starting in the pit of his stomach and traveling to his balls. She could tell he was getting closer by the thickness of his cock inside her. After just a few more strokes she whispered, "I'm cumming...and he could feel his cum start to flow inside her. The warmth of his juices deep inside, pushed her over the edge and her orgasm came, long and hard, squeezing his cock like a hand, over and over again, milking it to release every bit of liquid. They lay there, still, enjoying the aftershocks of their earth shattering orgasms and realizing for the first time in a long time where they were. They could hear the rustle of leaves in the wind and at that moment noticed that the sun had set, leaving them in the dark. The air had turned even colder with nightfall, but the steamy warmth of their bodies together made it impossible to tell.

When it had been several minutes, and their bodies started to cool from the passion, they fumbled in the dark to retrieve their clothing. They both knew it would be tough getting dressed in the darkness of night, with only a sliver of the moon making it possible to see. Her first thought as she moved to her feet was of critters that could have possibly taken up residence in their crumpled clothing. She giggled to herself at the thought. Always the gentleman, he shook out her clothes and handed them to her, telling her that she didn't need to put them on - she could always walk back naked. She smiled, knowing he never thought she would really do it. She took off at a run down the hill, holding her clothes tight, remembering he had to gather the thermos and blanket. He started after her in the moonlight, enjoying the sight of her naked figure running along the path. He caught her after a short flight and dropped the blanket, thermos and his clothes as he grabbed her. She squealed with delight as he picked her up and brought her back to the pile of clothes and blanket and playfully tossed her on them.

She was surprised that he was growing hard again after the short race in the moonlight. He got to his knees and started kissing her a little more forcefully than he did earlier. The exhilaration from the short race had her heart racing and the thought of him entering her again was exciting to say the least. As he continued with his kisses she reached down and started stroking his semi erect cock bringing it back to it's full hardened length again. She guided him to her still wet lips and rubbed him along her slit until he hardened completely and pushed ever so gently to enter her. She gasped from the still sensitive nerve endings in her clit as he moved up on his knees and allowed his cock to slide down her wet lips. She put her legs around his waist and pulled him tighter against her. She loved the feeling of his body tight against her own, especially when he was inside of her and pushing her closer to an orgasm. The intensity of his thrusts increased as she pulled him tighter and tighter with her legs.

She knew it wouldn't take much to bring her over the brink if she touched herself. Looking him in the eyes she asked if he wanted her to touch herself. The smile and look he gave her was answer enough. She licked her fingers and moved down her body to her already sensitive clit. The mere touch almost brought her over the edge as he continued to slide in and out of her. She started by slowly circling her clit and applying soft pressure to the exposed bud. As he watched her touching herself his pace increased until he was pumping hard and fast. She picked up the pace to keep up with his thrusts and almost couldn't tell him in time that she was going to cum. It hit hard and fast out of nowhere. The exhilaration from being outside and the intensity of their lovemaking made her orgasm harder than she expected. As she was crying out that she was cumming, she could tell by his facial expression and tenseness of his body that he was close behind. He let out a loud moan and erupted inside of her already convulsing and tightening pussy, filling her yet again with his seed. After releasing all of his semen inside of her sated pussy, he laid his head on her chest and started kissing her gently on her exposed nipples telling her how much he loved her and needed her.

After lying together for a while longer she mentioned that it was more than a little chilly now. He squeezed her and they dressed, comfortably not saying anything else as they gathered the blanket and hot chocolate for the walk back to the house.

Once there, he lit a fire in the fireplace and both took a place on the floor on the soft furry throw rug, having mugs of the hot chocolate that was still steamy hot. Between the warmth of the fire, after being out in the cool night air and with the warm milk in their stomachs, their eyes became heavy and they each removed their clothes and snuggled down together on the soft rug with pillows under their heads and a light blanket over them. As they lay there, limbs wrapped together, listening to the crackle of the fire, it wasn't long before it lulled them into a peaceful sleep. A deep sleep that brought thoughts of their love for each other and their perfect lives together - both of them completely content, knowing this was exactly where each wanted to be.