We see a small copse of young trees to the right and head towards it, scaring a small rabbit from out of the tall grass that surrounds it. Once inside we collapse to the ground, giggling like teenagers. The grass beneath us is cool, dry and very soft. I place my hand on top of yours and gaze into your eyes, lost in your beauty. I lean forward, our lips touch as gently as butterfly wings kiss the breeze. We kiss, moving in closer to each other, the birds serenading, oblivious to the lovers beneath the canopy.
As we kiss, we both part our lips to allow our tongues to entwine in a dance of passion, then running the tip over each other's lips sensuously. I kiss your chin, down to your throat and then round to your neck. On my way to the top of your shoulder, my hands holding the tops of your arms, your hands pull at the bottom of my shirt so it rides up my back, allowing you to caress my back with your soft finger tips. Pressing your nails against my exposed flesh, you draw small red lines in my skin as your fingers travel up and down.
I kiss your shoulder and then down to the swell of your breast, as my fingers tease the buttons on your blouse through the button holes. You push gently on my chest and lay me down on my back. Your leg swings over me and you sit across my stomach. You lean forward, with your hands on my chest supporting you, and kiss me full on my mouth, our tongues again dancing the dance of love. You push back and throw your head back as my hands reach up and massage your exposed breasts.
You fall forward and your arms wrap around my neck as you kiss me hungrily. I turn you onto your back and kiss your breasts passionately, teasing your erect nipples with the tip of my tongue. Nipping them with my lips, I take your breast into my mouth and pull my head back so it slides slowly back out, and then gently chew on your nipple.
My fingers move down to your panties and slide gently over the surface, feeling your contours and the heat of your passion. I gently rub the material and feel your pussy lips parting under the pressure. I look up at your face and see your head back, your lips parted, your eyes closed and your cheeks flushed. I push my fingers underneath the band on your panties and slide my fingers towards your clitoris, circling my fingertip around your clit. I move my mouth down to your stomach, kissing and licking as my head moves lower. I feel your hands pushing gently on the top of my head, guiding me to your utopia. I hook my fingers into the band of your panties and pull them down to your ankles, my mouth finding the sweet valley of desire and my tongue starting to explore the honey scented richness of your flower of love.
Your legs fully parted, you pull my head towards you in your passion. Your moans of desire fill my ears as my tongue penetrates you, licking the soft walls of your vagina. Moving up your vulva, I apply firm pressure and fine flicking of the tip until it finds your erect clitoris. Long lapping strokes, up and down, the tip circling, and then my teeth gently bite as my lips close around it and suck hard. I pull it further into my mouth to allow my teeth to nibble and tease, bringing you to the pinnacle of your pleasure. The feeling, one of a tingling pleasure, starting just below your breast bone, makes you grip the back of my head with both of your hands, urging me to lick faster, harder.
The feeling is building more and more, moving down towards your navel like a wave builds on the sea and heads to shore.