Woodland Desire

We reach the spot, a secluded car park, a little out of the way. Woodland surrounds it and obscures the view from the road.

“You still brave enough?” I ask as I put the brake on.

You look at me, a wicked glint in your eye.

Without saying a word, you kick your boots off, put your thumbs into the waistband and slide your leggings and panties down and kick them off. You reach fo your boots and slide them back on to your feet.

The next thing, you’ve opened the door and stepped out.

You walk in front of the car, the engine running and lights softly lighting up the contours of the long grey coat covering your half naked body.

You boldly pull open the coat, revealing a loose fitting T, no bra and a very naked lower half.

You stand there, legs slightly apart and, whilst looking through the windscreen, slide a finger down your tummy and between your legs.

Pushing it deep inside you close your eyes as you place one foot on the car’s bumper.

A few seconds go by and you motion to me to join you.

Standing in front of you I gently reach out and stroke your cheek, brushing the hair away from your eye, my other hand slowly works its way down your body, sliding across the front of the T, feeling your breast, your nipple, before gently cupping it. It carries on tracing the line of your side down until it hits bare skin.

I slide my hand around, feeling the coldness of your body in the fresh air, the coat only hiding the nakedness.

My right hand moves from your cheek towards the back of your head whilst grabbing a handful of your long hair, rolling my wrist, wrapping it around, allowing me that control, that pull of your hair forcing you backwards onto the bonnet.

My left hand moves back to the front of your body sliding between your legs as you lean backwards using the lining of the coat to soften the hard frame of the car.

Pulling on your hair and parting your legs simultaneously, I push you up onto the bonnet. Legs wide, feet on the bumper.

You lean forwards, hands grabbing at my belt, your lips searching for mine as you finally open my jeans.

Reaching in you can feel my hard D as you brush up and down against it, your other hand on the back of my head pulling me tightly in, tongue teasing my lips and exploring my mouth.

The kiss is hard and passionate, saliva mixing, bodies grinding as you move your hand and now use both to push down my jeans and boxers.

My D bounces out and you take it in one hand whilst bringing your other back up to the back of my head.

I’m pulling your hair, you’re pulling me into you, my left hand moves under your thigh lifting your leg higher. Your right hand, furiously guiding my D towards you.

It’s touching you, the head, teasing your lips as if it stubbornly refusing to enter. You start to moan, you want it, you can feel it, your wetness oozes out onto the tip, you slide a finger in and then raise it to my mouth for me to taste.

I let go of your hair and place my hand under your other thigh.

You slip backwards and quickly reach behind you to steady yourself.

My D is really teasing you now, the tip entering and then retreating. Both your hands move to my waist, you can feel the motion of my D sliding up and down, teasing your hole but never entering enough. You wait a moment and, as I slowly start to push again you pull me in hard.

“Oh god” you say as your hands fall back onto the bonnet, my hands now lifting your legs higher.

My D enters you, raw, the skin pulling back as it slides in, the ripple of it being felt by both of us.

You cum, hard, you’ve not felt that rawness, that desire, that excitement in a long time.

You can feel me slide deep into you, a strong, hard D pushing deep into you and sliding back out before repeating the motion again.

I speed up, banging myself against you with each thrust. The faint vibration of the engine edging you even more. Rain starts to lightly fall, your T is getting wet, your breasts visible through its thin material.

My thrusts are hard and are perfectly gliding across your clit whilst pushing so deep inside, the rain starts to get harder but we’ve not finished.

I can feel you tense your lips around the shaft as you start to cum again only this time, the build up is bringing me closer also.

A few more intense pushes, some passionate kissing and the sight of your breasts through the soaked T and I tense, cumming hard!

You can feel each pulse and then the warmth of my cum inside you.

One, two, three pulses, a mix now of you and me, gently oozing out of you as I pull away. You stand, dripping us onto the ground as we quickly get back in the car to dry off.