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Posted:Mar 20, 2017 2:15 am
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I’m almost to the summit of a rocky mountain, there’s low bush and no trees…
The sun is mid sky, hot and bright, sweat is soaking my skin as I rise over a crop of smooth rocks then I see in the crevice close the the ridge of hill in front of me a vision of beauty, laying on her back, naked and eyes closed.
The sun reflects off her toned torso, smooth and glistening, I can see her body moving with her breathing. Her eyes are closed, one of her delicate hands moves to her breast, cupping it…slowly moving it toward the other, I see its weight push against her fingers. I step forward, slowly, lost in this beauty before me, not seeing the light, the distant clouds, the rough stone beneath my feet. I see her other hand tracing a line to her mound, slowly, deliberately. She rests her finger tip at her hood, I can see her labia tug upward in time with her finger, as she draws it up toward her belly button. Her hand starts to close around the base of her breast, squeezing up to her nipple, milking it, ending with a pause on her erect nipple, her thumb and index finger rolling it in small minute movements. Her other hand starts a line up to her other breast, I see sunlight reflecting off her finger traces, wet and shiny, a line up to her bellybutton, then fading into the nothing as it dries from the heat. Her hand now at the base of her other breast. Milking both upward, squeezing them together,
I move closer, not hiding my approach, but quietly not trying to disturb such pure innocence. I see goosebumps rise on her forearms and her nipples are full, as she milks her breasts to the tips of her nipples. As she squeezes, I see her legs start to move apart, her bare mound bright, as her delicate flower opens slightly, petals moist, a sparkle of sunlight invades her valley, I see folds, wet and seeming to expand slightly with her blood filling, flushing her excitement.
Sweat gets into my eye, I brush it off, not breathing, easing forward. My cock hard against my wet shorts. I feel the fabric move against the head, I can feel jism start to ease out…sweat lines a path from my thigh to my hot scrotum. I see her hands start to move, to her torso, then to her waist, pushing downward, her skin taut beneath her swollen breasts, wet with sweat now. Her eyes still closed, she slides a finger to each side of her hood, her clit hard between, tugging the skin up, I see her other hand reach under her sex, she arches her lower back, turning her hips down to her hand, as she eases a finger into her flower, another in her ass. I move closer, my cock throbbing, almost painful against my zipper.
I see her shutter and leg muscles twitching as she rubs her clit in small circles, her fingers easing into and out of her beauty. I see a bead of sweat dripping down her hip, her chest arched up, beautiful breasts moving with her motion.
I find myself, squeezing the shaft, I can feel pre cum coating the tip of my cock.
Her hands feel their way upward, finding her breasts, squeezing them again, milking them to the nipple, this time she draws her feet up to her ass, her knees falling outward, her beautiful flower, wet and engorged with hot blood draws my eye. I see a line of milky cum in her crevices as she flattens her lower back to the towel beneath her, her mound wet with her juice left by her wandering hand. Her breathing shallows again, she knows I am watching, her eyes shut, mouth open slightly, I see her tight her ass muscles, pushing her mound up, her heels pushing down. Her swollen lips lit by the hot sun, glistening, dark with blood.
I stand at the edge of her towel, wet with sweat and precum. Without opening her eyes, she says: “On your knees.”
I drop to my knees, she straightens her legs, enveloping my legs within hers. She moves her hands slowly downward, so slow…painfully slow...my hands at my side, balled into fists, dying to fall onto her, thrusting into her. I can see her sweat, travels of her hands carving indentions in it. Her arms coated with goosebumps, then gone, then there again. Her tiny hair glued to her body in a film of sweat, her stomach rising and falling faster as she finds my zipper with one hand, and the fabric with the other. I lean forward, aching to have her touch me, she stops. I straighten up and she begins again to work my zipper.
She lets my hardness out, the sun is hot on an already hot cock, no breeze, no sounds, nothing matters except her hand on my shaft. My cock tip wet with precum, she pulls it slightly from base to tip, more precum eases out, dripping onto her wrist. While she is holding the skin tightly over my cock ridge, she reaches into my shorts, pulls out my taut balls. The zipper opening wrapped around my sex, tight. She encircles my shaft with both hands, I am staring at her hard nipples, then her wet kitty, then her face…I always come back to her face, her eyes still remain shut. Pulling and pushing, her hands stroke my shaft, squeezing as they reach the tip, intense pleasure with each squeeze. She feels my tense body, tense again with each tip squeeze, precum oozing out, coating the top of her hand at her thumb base. Slippery with precum, I stop breathing again, her motion increases. She starts to rotate her hands as she pushes and pulls, twisting the skin of my shaft, rubbing the web of her thumb on the ridge of my cock head, wet and slippery. Again she pulls and twists. I start to orgasm a ribbon of hot cum flies to her belly, she moves her hand faster, now one cupping my balls as I pulse in time with each pull of her hand, cum coats her hand, dripping down to her hot little flower, now she opens her eyes, I see her beauty and pulse again, my hips thrusting into her hand, cum drips onto her body…she ends one last pull, cupping the head of my cock, with the other hand she milks cum out of my shaft into her hand. I can’t breathe, the sky is white, the sun bright. I’m panting loud, my hips quivering, cock hard and dripping cum. She lowers her hand, full of hot cum, to her mound. She starts to rub and massage cum into her clit, mound and petals, I see her delicate petal between her fingers. Her other hand finds her breast, squeezing and tugging her nipple up to the sky, hard. Her wet hand, my cum mixing with her sweat and flower juice, her hips rise up as she orgasms again. She shutters and jolts, her free breast bouncing with her movement, her eyes, never leaving my eye, nothing in the world matters except her stare, her beauty. She brings her wet hand to her mouth, never taking her eyes from mine, she licks the palm of her hand, then sucks one finger dry, then another.
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