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Last day of summer
Last day of summer
As summer days go, it was beautiful. Officially, it would be the last "summer" day of the year.
They were out riding their four wheelers through the woods and enjoying the breeze and scents as summer handed the reins to autumn. Already, the ground was beginning to become littered with colorful fallen leaves. Greens were turning to orange showing the green moss on the large rocks scattered here and there.
They stopped to take some pictures and simply sit and appreciate the sounds, sights and smells of the nature surrounding them.
The peacefulness which surrounded them began to seep into their souls, breath by breath. They moved closer, spoke softer, touched more.
He ran his hand up her back until he reached her neck where he gently pulled her to his lips and began to softly kiss her, encouraging her to part her lips to taste his tongue. The kiss was soft and sensual with a touch of hunger behind it. As it deepened, their hands began to roam over each other's bodies until instinct took over and they no longer had to think.
He began to kiss her neck, her throat, her ears, whispering words of lust and need.
She was unsure how he managed to remove her shirt when his lips never seemed to move from her body. When he pressed her against the soft moss of the rock and unbuttoned her jeans, she arched her back and moaned as his fingers found the button that began the count down to organism. His lips suckled her breasts, moving from one to the other and back again, teasing her with his teeth as he went. One hand tugged at her jeans while the other began to enter her wet hole. He used his body to hold her against the rock.
She struggled with the buckle of his belt and tore at the button on his jeans as she pushed them down past his hot ass. She was not surprised when she felt him spring out of his shorts, awake and raring to go.
With a groan, he pushed into her and she cried out. He filled her as if they were made to fit one another, his stretching of her just tight enough to provide him the pressure along the tender vein.
The heat between them was no longer from the last summer day but from the lust and unspoken affection between them. They felt free as their cries of pleasure sent birds from their perches above and the cries of the woods filled the air with life.
They lay crushed against the rock as their breath began to slow. What a wonderful way to say good bye to summer and hello to a new season filled with possibilities.
9/21/2005 10:00 pm
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