The Butterfly Garden (Part 1) - Sex Stories

The Butterfly Garden (Part 1)

... could feel the sweat on his upper lip, he was freshly showered, and the smell turned me on. His hands first started in my hair, running his fingers through it while we stood and kissed in the tall grass. Eventually, though they made their way to my chest, as he gently cupped my tits through my see-through tank top and ran his thumbs over my hardening nipples. That made me gasp and shiver quietly as he did so, his lips now on my neck.

Giving one more quick glance around, he pulled my top down letting my teardrop-shaped breasts fall out, exposed to the breeze. I tried to remain quiet as he ducked to wrap his lips around my swollen nipple, though it was difficult. His tongue ran over the little bud slowly for a few seconds, but he was quickly lapping at my bosom as his other hand made its way into the waistband of my shorts. He wasted no time letting his fingers slip right between my lips and find my clit, with no resistance given how wet the situation already had me. We kept at this for only a few minutes, his mouth alternating between both nipples and my neck.

My hands had been frantically stroking him over his shorts while we kissed until he pulled them down just enough for the tip and a couple of inches to peek out the top. I ran my finger over the head, spreading his precum and he whimpered. It didn’t distract him though, he kept at my pussy. My small moans must not have been enough, so instead of continuing to rub my sensitive clit, he quickly dipped two fingers ...

... deep inside my aching hole, curling them against my G-spot and making me moan louder than I’d like. He covered my mouth by planting his on mine, kissing me again as he continued to thrust his digits into me.

When it became too much for me to take, I led his hand away from my sex and planted it on my ass while I continued to kiss him. I pulled up my top then hooked my fingers in his waistband, pulling away to look into his eye questioningly. He gave me a nod, so I lowered to my knees as his pants fell. We obviously didn’t have all day, so I wasn’t slow to get started. I stroked his fully hard cock while I took the head into my mouth, tasting his precum and swirling lightly. But I knew what he really wanted, as his hands gathered my hair into a bundle and held me tightly. I took more and more of him into my mouth, then eased off, wrapping my lips around his shaft.

I picked up the pace a bit, taking the lead of his hands on my hair. At one point, he pushed me further onto his cock, forcing it down the back of my throat. I took the opportunity to lick the base of his cock, teasing his balls just a little. That made him moan loudly, which gave me another jolt to my slit. He finally let me off and I went back to a consistent rhythm, bobbing up and down on his length. It didn’t take long for this to have the desired effect, and he whispered down to me that he was about to cum. I kept my pace, not slowing or speeding up, but let my fingers lightly tickle his balls until I felt him ...