A Break in the Monotony - Sex Stories

A Break in the Monotony

... or a place where we could have each other but she abruptly stopped. I turned around and as I did, the white tee shirt she was wearing was almost already off. The bikini top still there, struggling to contain her breast and, talking more aggressively than I'd ever heard her speak, she just said "Now. Pants off." My shoes and pants were off before I could think and her jean shorts were coming down her thighs. She rushed over to me, hiking boots still on, falling to her knees as though she was about to pray to god for some life-saving miracle. Taking my dick in her mouth, she looked up at me. The eye contact probably only lasted a couple of seconds but it felt like an eternity. I looked down and her spit was dribbling down her chin and all over the leaves below us. She sucked my dick like she'd sucked a thousand before, but also like mine, right now, right here, was the only one that mattered. It was sloppy and her rhythm, pace and pressure were extraordinary.

She mumbled something, which was hard to make out with my dick totally engulfing her mouth. Knowing that I couldn't understand, she didn't try to speak again but just grabbed my hands and put them on the back of her skull. She wanted me to face fuck her. And from the pleading look in her eyes, I could tell she wanted it to be aggressive. I got the message and again, for the second time that day, took my queue. The harder I fucked her face, the more slobber dripped from her mouth and down her chin. With one hand on ...

... my dick, helping with her lips' strokes, her other hand was now furiously fingering her clit. I'd never seen someone so completely immersed in a situation. So happy to be doing anything more than she was to be on her knees, sucking my dick, in the middle of the woods. At that moment, I realized, this was her heaven.

Feeling myself reaching climax I stopped and told her to stand up. The folds of her pussy looked too delicious for me not to enjoy. She looked at me perplexed. I know she heard me, but she was playing dumb. She wanted to finish the job. My hands already on the back of her head, I grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled her up, drawing a yelp and stretching out her neck as I did. I realized I was rougher than I meant to be and right before I could open my mouth to check if she was ok, again, she just smiled; eyes slowly rolling back in her head in total bliss.

Two yards away, an oak tree that must have stood for hundreds of years, was the perfect wall to fuck this girl against. I turned her head, led her to the tree, placed her hands on the bark and spread her legs apart with my own. It wasn't a struggle. She knew what I wanted, and she was happy to oblige. Her pussy juice was dripping down her legs. Her saliva was dripping off my dick. We were both drenched in sweat and from her knees down, she was covered in dirt.

Still holding on to a clump of her hair, I grabbed her hips with my free hand. Not wanting to let go of my hand holds, I told her to "put it in." ...