Tonight I want you to walk with me.

There is a little nature trail that wraps itself around a brook near my house. I take your hand and pull you along with me through the low hanging branches. The night is still warm, very humid. I am laughing as I guide you through the moonlight dappled darkness.

"Here", I whisper to you even though I know that no one can hear me. The sound of the brook is loud in that quiet space as you spread the blanket out for us to sit on. I know sitting in the moonlight is what you have in mind, but you know me, my appetite is for something much stronger. I hand you the candles and you light each one, spreading them around so that their warm light and sweet fragrance fills the night around us. I begin to undress you slowly, my hands and tongue gliding over every part of you as I take in that which I have been longing for. All of you.

I undress myself quickly, my lust is burning. I take off everything as you watch. Everything except my bra. I love to pull the sheer lace away and play with my nipples while I ride you.

And I will ride you, oh yes.

I love to fuck you in superior position, to look down on you and watch the beautiful agony on your face as I fuck you. I start slowly, taking my time to accustom myself to your length and girth. Then as I open for you I begin to ride you… slowly at first, then deeper and harder. I cum quickly the first time. I love to cum fast for you. I love to arch my back and let my long hair sway against your thighs as my throbbing overtakes me. I love that you are waiting for me to cum. That you are watching my face and my movements under the moonlight.

Then it is your turn.
I pull the bra down and draw my nipple to my mouth, sucking.
My fingers roam my breasts, then further down my body. Your hands reach for me too. My body is tingling with all of the sensations we create while I ride you.

You begin to moan, pushing deeper into me, grabbing my hips to hold me down on you as your orgasm begins. Your back arches and your ass rises off of the ground raising me with you.

I whisper my command to you softly, coaxing, not demanding, begging for what I want from you. "Fuck me harder. Cum for me. Cum deep. Fill me up."

And your agonized moan fills the night air. A low groan that grows louder as it gathers in your throat. Then you cum. Deep and hard, your hot cum fills me. And I start milking the cum out of you with my own orgasm, my pussy muscles throbbing against your spasms, both of us pulling the cum out of one another.

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