The sun shone brightly on the mountain terrace, casting a warm glow over the picturesque landscape that stretched out before us. It was a breathtaking view, but my attention was focused elsewhere.
You sat beside me, your long legs stretched out in front of you as you sipped a cold beer, entirely unaware of the effect you were having on me. I couldn’t help but notice the way the sunlight highlighted the muscled contours of your thighs and calves, or how it danced across the broad shoulders exposed by your rolled-up shirt sleeves.
As if sensing my gaze, you glanced over, catching me staring boldly at your mouthwatering physique. A lopsided grin stretched across your face, and you raised an eyebrow in my direction.
“Like what you see?” Your voice was deep and rough around the edges, sending a thrill down my spine as I felt myself blush under your scrutiny.
I looked away, feigning nonchalance, but you weren’t buying it. You set your beer aside and leaned closer, your eyes fixated on mine as you spoke.
“C’mon, you know you want to.” A corner of your lip quirked upwards in a mischievous smirk, and I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
You were right, of course. I did want to; more than anything. But I wasn’t about to let you know just how much you affected me. Playing it cool, I shrugged indifferently and looked back towards the mountain vista, doing my best to appear uninterested.
Your chuckle rumbled beside me, and then, to my surprise, your hand snaked out and rested lightly on my thigh. My breath hitched in my throat as your fingers began to trace slow, deliberate patterns on my skin.
“You’re a terrible liar, you know that?”
I said nothing, instead concentrating on the sensation of your touch, which sent shivers down my spine. Your hand moved higher up my thigh, brushing lightly against the hem of my summer dress. I could feel the heat of your palm through the thin material, and a moan escaped me as you gave my bare skin a gentle squeeze.
You inched closer still, until your body was pressed against mine along its entire length. Your other hand joined the first, and together they worked their way upwards, pushing the fabric of my dress higher and higher until it bunched around my waist.
Goosebumps broke out across my flesh as your palms now openly caressed my hips and the sensitive skin just above my panties. You leaned in close, your mouth brushing against my ear as you spoke.
“Let’s see that beautiful mouth of yours.”
Without waiting for a response, you gently gripped my chin and tilted my head upwards, leaving me no choice but to meet your gaze. Your eyes were dark with desire as they held mine briefly before travelling downward, taking in the swell of my lips.
You licked my lips slowly, and an electric jolt zinged through my body at this subtle provocation. You must have seen the effect you’d had on me because a smug smirk stretched across your face as you reached forward and pulled my dress strapless off my shoulders, exposing my chest to the cool mountain air.
My nipples tightened instantly, pebbling against the thin material of my bra, and you didn’t fail to notice. You gave my breast a gentle squeeze, making me gasp as your thumb brushed across the sensitive peak.
“Mmm, I love how responsive you are,” you murmured, breaking away from my eyes to trail kisses down my jawline towards my neck.
I moaned as your teeth nibbled lightly on my collarbone, sending shocks of pleasure through me. One of your hands slipped beneath the elastic band of my bra, and you gave my bare breast a firm squeeze before releasing it with a pop.
You continued your downward descent, planting wet kisses along my neckline towards my cleavage. You paused there to circle my nipples with your tongue, giving them each a gentle lick before drawing the tip into your mouth and sucking hard.
I gripped the armrest of the lounge chair as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. The sensation was so intense I could barely breathe, and yet, it wasn’t enough. I craved more, needed more.
You seemed to sense my growing impatience and sat up abruptly, giving my chest a playful smack that made me giggle. You reached behind you, producing a bottle of sun lotion from somewhere, which you proceeded to squeeze generously into your palm.
My curiosity piqued despite myself as you stood up and gestured for me to do the same. I obeyed, rising unsteadily to my feet and watching with fascination as you slicked the cool liquid over your chest and arms, the muscles rippling beneath your tan skin.
Once satisfied, you turned your attention back to me, a mischievous glint in your eye. You reached out and ran your hands down my bare arms, spreading the leftover lotion along my skin before pulling me close for a searing kiss.
Your lips were slick and warm against mine as your tongue slipped past my teeth, tangling with my own in an intense dance of desire. One of your hands found its way into my hair while the other glided down my body towards my hips, pulling the fabric of my dress further down my thighs.
You broke away from the kiss with a deep groan, leaving me breathless and yearning for more. With expert fingers, you untied the string of my bikini top, freeing my breasts from their confines so that they fell heavy against my chest. You gazed upon them lustfully before leaning forward to take one taut peak into your mouth.
I moaned loudly as your tongue lapped at my sensitive flesh, the cool air doing little to dampen the heat building within me. You switched from one breast to the other, tormenting me with slow licks and gentle bites until I was writhing in front of you, desperate for release.
You grasped my hips firmly, pulling me against your hardening length as our lips met in another feverish kiss. The taste of myself on your tongue only seemed to inflame your desire further, and you broke away panting, your eyes dark with lust.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy,” you growled, grabbing the hem of my dress and tugging it over my head. I stood before you in only my lacy black bra and matching thong, and I could tell from your hungry expression that I wasn’t going to be wearing them much longer.
Your hands worked quickly, unhooking my bra and sliding the flimsy material down my arms until it joined the rest of our abandoned clothing at our feet. You took a moment to admire my bare chest before dipping your head and taking my nipple once more into your mouth, sucking hard enough to leave a mark.
I gasped at the sudden pleasure-pain as you tugged on my sensitive flesh. One hand splayed across my back while the other slipped between my thighs, pushing aside my panties to expose my soaking core to the open air.
You breathed deeply of my scent before looking up at me with a lustful grin. “You’re so wet.”
I could only moan in response as your fingers trailed along my slick folds, pausing to circle my clit before dipping inside me. I bucked against your hand, crying out as you found the bundle of nerves and began working it with practiced precision.
You stood up straight, giving my ass a firm squeeze and pulling me close so that our bodies were pressed together from chest to thigh. Your hardening cock brushed against my sensitive entrance, and I couldn’t help but whimper in anticipation.
“Please,” I begged breathlessly, unable to contain myself any longer. “I need you inside me.”
A low growl rumbled in your throat as you grabbed my hand and placed it on your swollen length. You were so hard, and heat flushed through me at the feel of your hot, thick shaft in my grasp.
Guiding my hand in a slow stroke, you murmured, “Like what you see? “
I nodded mutely, unable to speak as I wrapped my fingers around your cock, marvelling at the way it twitched and jumped beneath my touch. You leaned in close, your lips brushing against my ear as you spoke.
“Good, because you’re gonna milk me with that beautiful mouth of yours.”
Without waiting for a reply, you spun me around, pushing me gently so that I perched on the edge of the lounge chair. The cool cushion pressed against my soaking core as your hands moved to the fastening of your shorts, popping the button open with unnecessary force.
The zip slid down with a loud hiss, and you kicked off your shoes before stepping out of the discarded garment, leaving you bare except for your boxers. You grasped the waistband and pushed them down your hips, revealing your full, hard length to my hungry gaze.
My mouth watered as I beheld your manhood. It stood proud and erect, the tip glistening with pre-cum that I couldn’t wait to taste. You must have seen my eagerness because you gripped my hair lightly and pulled my head towards you.
I opened my mouth obediently, and you guided your cock inside, inching forward slowly as I adjusting my position. The tip brushed against my lips, and I ran my tongue along the sensitive underside, savouring its salty taste.
You groaned loudly, your hands tightening in my hair as I took more of you into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, taking you deeper with each stroke until my nose pressed against the rough fabric of your boxers. You tasted divine, a heady mix of musk and salt that had me moaning around your length.
You began moving your hips, thrusting gently as I sucked and licked you, doing my best to take it all in. The taste of you only made me hungrier, and I moaned loudly in protest when you pulled back.
“Fuck,” you breathed heavily, stepping away from me momentarily. You turned me around once more, positioning yourself behind me before grabbing my hips and lifting me up.
I wrapped my legs around your waist as you guided your cock to my entrance. You paused, allowing me a moment to adjust, before slowly pushing forward, filling me up inch by inch until I was seated firmly on your lap.
You remained still for a moment, giving me time to grow accustomed to your size. Your hands ran up and down my sides, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples as you savoured the sensation of being so deeply embedded within me.
Then, slowly at first, you began to rock your hips, setting a gentle pace that had me moaning softly. The view before us was incredible — the sweeping mountain vista stretched out endlessly as we moved together in a steamy dance of passion.
But it wasn’t enough to satisfy my burning desire. I wanted more, needed to feel you deeper, and so I braced myself against the chair and began meeting your thrusts with matching force.
You growled low in approval, grabbing my hips and picking up the tempo. The chair creaked beneath us as we pounded against each other, your cock brushing deliciously against my sensitive walls with each stroke.
Heat built within me, radiating outwards from my core until every cell of my body seemed to hum with it. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure intensifying with each moment that passed.
You sensed my building climax and accelerated your movements, thrusting deeply into me as your hands found their way to my breasts. You squeezed them firmly, tugging on my nipples until I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out, my body stiffening around you as waves of ecstasy washed over me. My core clenched tightly around your shaft as my internal muscles pulsed in a delicious aftershock.
You continued moving within me, riding out my orgasm until your own patience snapped. With a low groan, you pulled almost all the way out before thrusting back into me, again and again, each stroke bringing you closer to the edge.
I could feel your cock twitching inside me as you grew increasingly desperate. You gripped my hips tighter, using your other hand to guide my head towards your waiting length.
I didn’t need any further encouragement. I opened wide as you withdrew completely and positioned yourself at my lips. Your thick shaft bobbed invitingly in front of me as you began stroking yourself, the tip glistening with a mixture of our combined juices.
I licked eagerly, swiping my tongue along the sensitive underside before taking the head into my mouth and swirling it around, savouring the salty taste. You groaned loudly behind me as I sucked firmly, using one hand to stroke the base while the other played with your balls, squeezing them gently.
You were close now, I could tell, and so I increased my efforts, bobbing my head up and down your length in time with your thrusts into my core. You grunted in approval as I took you deeper, using both hands to fist your cock, pumping it rapidly towards completion.
Suddenly, you stiffened behind me, and I felt the first hot jets of your cum explode into my mouth. I swallowed quickly, wanting to taste every drop as another burst landed on my waiting tongue. You continued spurting generously, filling my mouth until it overflowed down my chin.
You pulled out slowly, and I licked my lips hungrily, savouring the last remnants of your release before turning around to face you.
You gazed down at me, eyes glazed over as you caught your breath. A satisfied smirk stretched across your face as you reached out and wiped a strand of cum from my cheek, bringing it to your lips and sucking it into your mouth.
“Fuck, that was incredible,” you murmured, leaning in to press a brief kiss against my swollen lips before collapsing beside me on the lounge chair. We lay side by side, panting heavily as the afternoon sun beat down on us, turning our skin golden.
After a few moments, you rolled onto your elbow to face me. A lazy smile played across your lips as you spoke.
“That was some serious mouth action. You gonna let me taste yours now?”
I couldn’t help but giggle at your audacity even as my cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“Maybe,” I replied coyly, enjoying the way your eyes darkened at my response.
You grinned, and then, reaching behind you, pulled me into a searing embrace, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss that left me breathless.
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