I know where I want to take Heather. It has taken 20 minutes to make our way towards the summit of the Iron Age hill fort, but we are nearly there. Nothing remains of the fort but some earthworks, and even those have been hidden for centuries beneath a rich canopy of lush woodland. But archaeology is not why I have brought her here.
We round a bend and Heather gasps as she spies the panorama before her. The patchwork beauty of the English countryside is laid out before her eyes. She can see villages, hamlets, farms and churches. This is the first time she has seen this particular view, and on a day like today it is spellbinding.
I take her hand as the path meanders back in amongst the trees. At the weekend this path is busy, but not today. It is 2pm on a Tuesday, during the first flush of the English Summer and we are the only people here. At least I hope we are.
The temperature drops several degrees in the shade of the trees. I stop to check my bearings. Yes, this is the place. I lead Heather off the path and through the undergrowth. She says nothing. She knows to trust me.
We break through into a small clearing. I know that this will give us the privacy we need. I set down my backpack and from it I take a picnic blanket which I lay on the ground. I catch Heather's eye. She is biting her lower lip and there is a naughty glint in her eye.
“I've been waiting all morning...”
I silence her with a kiss, my hands lightly holding her cheeks. She puts her arms around me and pulls my body against hers. I feel my cock stir inside my trousers. Heather feels it too. She releases her lips from mine.
“Someone's pleased with how things are going.”
Before I can reply Heather stars nuzzling my neck. I run my hands up and down her body. She rubs her soft cheek against my mine. My hands reach up under her dress and slip beneath her panties. I clasp her bum and pull her closer to me.
She rocks her hips against me.
“I want you to be so hard.”
I kiss her tenderly, feeling her soft lips on mine. My tongue playing with hers.
“I want you so much Heather.”
I've been waiting for this opportunity to be with Heather for day. I feel the irresistible building of passion within me. Her tongue plays with mine. She grips my back, her nails digging in.
I take her dress by the hem and lift it off over her head. She unbuckles my belt and my jeans fall to the floor. As I step out of them she lifts my shirt off over my head. She kicks off her shoes.
We just look at each other for a second.
I reach my arms around her and undo her bra. She throws it to the ground. I kneel down and slowly lower her panties to the floor. I kiss her pussy. A delicate kiss. Heather shivers at the lightness of the touch.
I stand up, wanting to hold her and kiss her. Instead Heather sinks to her knees and pulls down my trunks. Freed, my cock springs to attention. Heather looks up at me. Her beautiful eyes silently ask for permission. I give a slight nod, and that is enough. Her tongue flicks the tip of my cock, before first her lips and then the rest of her mouth envelop me.
She takes me deep inside her mouth. As she slides her lips back up my cock she trails her tongue against my shaft. She reaches my cock's head and her teeth just catch on me. I wince involuntarily. She looks up apologetically and I smile to reassure her. She cups my balls as she sinks her mouth down around my cock again. I close my eyes. I enjoy the pure sensation of my cock in her mouth.
Without warning she stops.
I open my eyes and Heather is lying down on the blanket. She beckons me to lie down next to her. I oblige. My arm slips around her waist as I kiss her. My foot runs up and down her leg.
These are stolen moments and I know it. The time between trysts with Heather is torture. But now I have her in my arms and all of that is forgotten. Right now she is mine and I intend to enjoy every second. She rolls on top of me, wiggling her ass and grinding her crotch against mine. Her breasts swing as she shimmies. Her nipples skim through my chest hair, tickling them into full erection.
I grasp her breasts and squeeze them. I move my mouth to them and I lick them. She places her hands on my shoulders to prop herself up. Her eyes watch my mouth on her breasts. She lets out an involuntary groan as I suck on a nipple.
My cock rises up and taps her tummy. My legs rub her legs. In response she grinds her groin against mine.
“Dylan.” She whispers my name in my ear. It turns me on even more.
“I can feel your cock getting harder.”
Unintentionally and only momentarily I slip inside her.