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HOTT PART II
HOTT PART II
HOTT PART II
The shock of my touch, made the throbbing harder. A quick intake of breath, my heart pounding in tempo with the throbbing of my hidden clit. I cannot believe how wet I am. I just leave my hand on my mound, afraid to go further. I glance around again, noting everything had stopped, anticipating the thrill of the ancient ritual of sex. You could smell it in the air. Feel it in the electricity pulsing around me.
I lean back in my chair, spread my legs wider. My wet fingers open my lips, searching for the pulsating center of my womanhood. Ahh, there it is. I gently tease myself with my index finger. Oh god, I want more. My face is a fire, my ears are ringing, I keep stroking myself. I stop. This is to much, this is not going to help me. I bring my hand out of my shorts, and lick my juices off my fingers. It just makes me more hot and wet.
I once again bring my hand back to my pussy. Only this time, my left hand joins to help in my pleasure. I open myself further. I start teasing myself, I stick my finger in my moist hole. Tease my nub with my thumb. I lean my head back and stare into the white rivers of sunlight from above the trees. This is so good.. I can feel the pressure building, I start to breathe heavier, and little moans of pleasure escape my throat. I lick my lips, as if waiting a kiss from my lover. But of course there is no one to help me.
The rustle of leaves, the crunch of twigs snapping, have me quickly bringing my hands back up, and sit up straighter. I glance around, and see nothing. Must have been a critter of the woods, watching this stranger invading his home. I take a long drink from my bottle of water. My hands are wet from the condensation from the bottle, I lift up my t-shirt, and rub my wet hands over my nipples, making them harder. I pinch them, rubbing them between my thump and finger, rolling them around like I was playing with the volume button on my stereo. I lean back, stare in the sky and leave my breasts exposed for all to see. Of course no one can see, or maybe the thrill of not knowing is what makes me hotter.
I hear the crunch of gravel, the snap of twigs once more. I look to my right, down the path I had traveled to get here. And there he stood, in the clearing, the ray of light shinning on him. He is staring at me, my sultry brown eyes staring into his. I sit up straighter to cover my breasts.
“Don’t” came the liquid drawl from the stranger. Being embarrassed, I still cover myself. He walks toward me, slow, determined steps. As he approaches, my breathing quickens, I notice his height first. He is about 6’ tall. I start at his shoes, he is wearing brown work boots, tight dark denim jeans, a black Dale JR t-shirt. I move up to his face. A strong jaw, nice lips, brown mustache, strong nose, and the most intriguing blue eyes. Deep in thought, staring back at me. He is reading my soul, he knows what I have been doing. I didn’t think my face could get any hotter, my ears burn even more.
He comes to stand in front of me. He sticks his hand out to shake mine, as we introduce ourselves. I don’t think small talk is needed here. He knows what I was doing and what I want. I believe I know what he wants. I have never done this. Coming out of a 10 year marriage, being 34, I’ve always done what “society” believes is the norm. But my mind is screaming to be out of that circle, if just this once.
I stare into his eyes, back down his throat, broad shoulders, chest to rest at his obvious desire. I go back to his eyes, the tip of my tongue moistens my lips, he gets on his knees between my legs. He takes my face in his strong, big calloused hands, leans into my face, and the barest whisper of his lips touch mine. He reaches around to the back of my head, releases my hair. Long waves of thick burnished brown hair falls down my shoulders to the back of my chair. He grabs a fist full of hair, brings my face to his, and we seal our secret wants with a kiss. The shock of his lips fully engrossed with mine, his tongue seeking entrance into my mouth, sends tingles of electricity to my toes.