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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He saw her walking towards him as he sat by the riverbank. He had been out ridding on his bike and stopped for a pee. He wondered if she had seen him relieving himself, playing his stream into the water flowing by. “Hello” she shouted as she drew nearer. “Is that all you do with it?” she asked as she stopped beside him and gestured to his hardening cock. He stood up and turned towards her. Her right hand reached out and ran over his hardness while her left ran around his bum cheeks slipping easily over his lycra shorts. He hardly felt a thing as she swiftly grabbed the waistband and had them at his ankles in a shot; dropping to her knees in the same manoeuvre taking his cock into her warm moist mouth. He grabbed hold of her head but allowed her to control the movement as she sucked him and played her tongue along and around his throbbing shaft. She pulled back, stood up, turned her back to him, bent over and flicked up her skirt revealing her naked arse and glistening lips. “Fuck my arse” she commanded. He had only to be asked once and had his cock teasing her anus bud so quickly that she gasped in delight. “Good boy” she praised him and pushed herself back onto his welcoming hardness moving her position for the best effect. He fucked her hard and she pushed back hard onto him; his balls getting wet from her juices that flowed freely from her and over her lips. She felt his rhythm change and knew he would spurt soon, “spray - my - arse” she forced out in time to his thrusts and received her reward as he covered her white orbs in his hot cum, running down her cheeks, down her crack and around her anus and onto her already wet lips. They stood there for a moment, motionless, enjoying that fraction of time where pleasure reigns. She moved first, slipping her skirt off over her head, then her shirt and lay down in the shallows at the side of the river allowing the water to clean her off. He sat down again and watched her, stunned, not wanting to speak to break the magic of the moment. He felt light headed and sleepy. He must have dozed off with his efforts and the heat of the day draining him. When he awoke his shorts were still at his ankles but there was no sign of her, she had gone. He began to wonder if it had all been a dream but on standing to pull up his shorts he noticed to his left hand side a circle of pebbles from the river fashioned in the shape of a smiley face. |
