0 comments/ 22222 views/ 1 favorites Desert Delight By: True North It was one of those blast furnace Saturdays in Nevada. Everywhere, people sought out air conditioners, pools, basements, shade trees, dark rooms; any place that might offer a few degrees of cooling. The heat lay on the land like a blanket. For her part, Shelby had escaped the heat by strolling to her neighbour's place for a morning swim, doing some shopping in the air conditioned comfort of area retail stores and relaxing at home. After closing down all the blinds and turning up several fans and ceiling fans, she had blissfully spent the day lounging naked around the house. She'd even popped in and watched a DVD of one of her favourite movies, 9 ½ Weeks, with Kim Basinger. Watching the steamy erotica, Shelby pondered her upcoming date with Steven. They had been out several times and Shelby found herself incredibly attracted to the older man. He was just a few years older than her 32, but seemed more confident and self-assured than most of the younger men she had dated. He also had many more interests than the younger guys who usually hit on her, and had seen a little more of the world. Unfortunately, his interests had seemed a little short on the physical side; which Shelby attributed to a relatively recent crash of his last long-term relationship. The thing was, when he gave her a good night kiss, the feel, taste and sensation of his lips had lasted long afterward. Tonight, Steven was to pick her up and hit the road. He had planned a picnic in the desert and Shelby had decided to take matters more into her own hands. Possibly it was the effect of the full moon slated for that night, but Shelby felt it was time to move their relationship along. On the other side of town, Steven was anticipating his picnic with Shelby somewhat apprehensively. He had been with Suzanne for quite a few years and had put up with her career-first mentality for too long. Everything to do with her career in real estate, it seemed, was more important than their life together, and that had taken it's toll. At some point, Steven had decided, it was simply more important to live life to the fullest, and the hell with work, career, money. They had enough money, but there was often something missing between them. When he'd hit 40, things exploded for good. He decided to cut back on his hours at his construction company; take on smaller projects, spend more time on leisure activities. Suzanne, of course, had refused to follow suit; fearful that any reduction in work hours would drop her from the A sales list at the office where she worked. Three months previously, after Steven had traded in his sedan for a Jeep YJ and his golf clubs for fishing equipment (Suzanne claimed he was experiencing a mid-life crisis) and had driven off to Colorado for an angling excursion, Suzanne had packed up his things and left them in their garage. She'd had the door locks changed and that was it. A swift, decisive break; no questions, no confrontation, no arguing, no more couple. After a couple of weeks of living in a funk, Steven realized what had been missing between he and Suzanne was the passion they had once shared. What had once been passion had turned to habit. And, rather than existing in a blue mood, Steven had found himself embracing his new-found freedom. That freedom included meeting Shelby, a designer he had hired to decorate a home he had been building. After working together for a couple of weeks on the project, he had found himself daydreaming about the green-eyed, curly-maned divorced mother. He'd been out of the dating game for a long while, but he had screwed up his courage and asked her to meet him for coffee. To his surprise, she had said yes and coffee had been followed by dinners, movies, theatre. In the dark of the movie theatre, Steven had allowed his eyes to play over Shelby's five-foot-seven body. The large breasts that pressed against her blouses, her firm calves, her curves. At one point, and it was lucky it was early during a movie, a quick hard-on had erupted in his jeans. Steven had packed what he hoped was an ideal hot-weather picnic feast; a couple of bottles of a very nice Johannesburg Riesling, cold chicken and pasta, and a selection of fresh veggies and dip. Into the cooler, he also slipped a couple of slices of a very decadent cheesecake. Late afternoon now, he had slipped into a pair of khaki shorts, sandals and a white golf shirt. After loading the cooler into the rear of the Jeep, he adjusted the Jeep's bikini top and drove into the heat to pick up Shelby. Shelby had enjoyed a long, cool shower and had brushed her long brown locks into a ponytail to keep her neck cool. Spraying a burst of 212 Sexy into the air, she twirled naked through the mist, allowing the scent of citrus, bergamot and rose pepper to settle on her skin. Slipping on pink panties and bra, she then pulled on a creamy cotton sundress which showed off her tan. When she heard Steven's Jeep outside, she slipped on a pair of sandals and went out to greet him. "Wow," was all Steven could muster as he watched her approach. "You look fantastic, Shelby. Time in the sun obviously suits you." "Why thank you, kind sir. I'd say it agrees with you as well." As Steven moved to the passenger side of the Jeep to hold the door open for her, she noted his tanned legs, bare feet in sandals and an overall warm tone to his skin. As Shelby got into the Jeep, Steven again noted her bare brown shoulders, full, firm breasts and shapely legs. Firing up the Jeep, they headed for the outskirts of town, heading north to a mountainous area where they would be above at least some of the heat. As they drove, they exchanged pleasantries, compared notes on the housing project they were involved in together, discussed the weather, Shelby's children and life in general. Steven marvelled at the way Shelby laughed and dismissed many of life's more serious aspects; costs of living, rising costs of design materials, the price of steak at the grocer's. He also marvelled at how she proudly spoke of how her children were doing in school and in Little League. Shelby noticed that Steven really seemed to be enjoying the ride and the conversation. He nimbly handled the steering wheel and shifted flawlessly through traffic. Hot air blasting into the Jeep ruffled his salt and pepper hair and made his shirt billow; at the same time blowing up her sundress, which she had to press down with her hands. Once out of town, they gained altitude as they moved into the mountains. The air was slightly cooler, which Steven was thankful for, as he could feel dampness at his armpits and down his back. He worried that maybe this heat wasn't the right time for a picnic date. But, looking over at Shelby, and noticing a light sheen over her chest and cleavage, he thought maybe it was the perfect time. Suzanne would never have permitted herself to be seen perspiring, anywhere, any time. Shelby, obviously, was more uninhibited and far less concerned with what the rest of the world thought and he found that very attractive. Finally, Steven pulled the Jeep into a parking area at a natural reserve. Turning off the ignition, silence settled onto the scene. A slightly cool breeze flowed over them and birds could be heard chirping in the trees all around. "Well," said Steven, climbing out of the Jeep, "what do you think." He held the door open for Shelby and she stepped out. Looking around at the mountains, sagebrush and cacti, she thought the view was stunning. "Wow. It's amazing here. Do you come her often?" Not wanting to admit he had searched the spot specifically for this picnic, Steven simply said, "I've been here several times and I thought you might like it." Not sure whether he meant with Suzanne, Shelby fought down a little surge of disappointment. She didn't want to go anywhere that Steven might have memories of her. "Well, it's certainly beautiful. And now it's a beautiful afternoon. As she stretched to relieve slightly cramped muscles from the drive, Steven again admired the way her breasts pressed against her dress. "Let me grab some of this stuff and we can head to a nice spot I found," he said. "Then we can relax." "Mmm, I could use a little relaxation," murmured Shelby. Steven grabbed the cooler and a blanket and they set off along a gravel trail away from the parking lot. After a few minutes of walking, Steven turned off the trail and they moved to a grassy area which looked out over a canyon. The spot, beneath a large tree, was dappled by shade from low branches and felt a little cooler yet again. "Beautiful," said Shelby, looking out over the canyon. "Yes, it certainly is," said Steven, looking over Shelby. Steven spread the blanket over the ground, then, taking Shelby's hand, led her to it. Shelby sat, tucking her legs beneath her as Steven plopped down beside her. Opening the cooler, he pulled out a bottle of Riesling, a couple of glasses and the food. Enjoying the fruity bouquet of the wine as they nibbled the chicken and salad, the pair lapsed into a comfortable silence. All around, birds chirped in the cacti and trees, while crickets began a pre-darkness concert. Shelby had rarely felt so at ease with a period of silence, while Steven was happy watching her nibble and sip. "Happy?" he asked as he refilled her glass. "Very. This was a great idea. I needed to have a bit of a break and the food was wonderful, especially the wine. Very nice." "It's one of my favourites. And, if you don't mind, you look very sexy sipping it." Steven pushed away the plates and bowls that were between them and moved closer to Shelby. A little cramped from sitting with her legs tucked beneath her, she stretched them out and moved a little closer to Steven. "Why thank you, kind sir," Shelby giggled. "And I must say you look very fine this evening." Gazing at him, Shelby was somewhat amazed at how relaxed she felt whenever she was with Steven. There was something about him that she found very... She wasn't sure what. Calming? At the same time, though, she felt hot for him. Steven finished his glass of Riesling, then set it down on the sand on the edge of the blanket. Looking into her eyes, he reached down to touch Shelby's ankle. Shelby neither looked away, nor pulled away, and, encouraged, Steven caressed her warm skin. Running his fingers lightly along her leg, he continued to look into her eyes. As he reached her knee, Shelby shivered a little, but moved her leg closer to him, pushing against his fingers. As she did, her dress slid down to show some thigh, which attracted Steven's fingers. He touched her so lightly, it was almost easy to believe he wasn't, and yet, as her skin rose in little goosebumps, the sensation of his touch aroused her. As he ran his fingers over her thigh, Shelby finally closed her eyes in pleasure. Steven took that as a definite good sign and placed his palm flat on the inside of her leg. Again Shelby moved her leg to meet his hand, spreading her legs a little further apart in the process. Steven now glanced down to catch a glimpse of pink panties as the hem of her dress moved down again slightly. Sliding down the blanket a little, he bent to kiss her knee as he moved his hand back to caress her ankle. "Mmmm." Shelby now put her glass down and reached to touch Steven's hair, running her fingers through it as he kissed along her thigh. Steven's hand felt so warm on her skin, and his lips so hot as he touched her. Then, with a little lick of her thigh, he sent a little jolt of pleasure through her. Shelby moaned a little louder and caressed Steven's face, touching his goatee and palming his cheek. With that, Steven moved away from her legs and closer to her. With a hand to her face, he kissed her lightly on the lips and, as she opened her mouth, deeply kissed her. Their tongues meeting, he reached to slip a dress strap off one shoulder. As their tongues explored, he slipped the other strap from her shoulder. With a hand now at her waist, he moved to kiss her shoulders, feeling her warm skin against his lips. Reaching behind, he slowly pulled down the zipper, kissing his way down an arm as the zipper lowered. With her zipper lowered and her sundress now loose about her, Steven pulled away slightly to look into her eyes again. It had been awhile since he'd had a woman and he was a little concerned that he might be missing signs to stop or slow. He didn't want to stop of course; he was now hard and very turned on, but he didn't want to blow it with Shelby. Understanding his hesitation, Shelby smiled at Steven, then, sitting up, pulled her dress down to her waist. Watching Steven's eyes now play over her, she put her hand behind his head and pulled him to her breasts. Sure of himself now, Steven lightly kissed his way along the edge of her pink bra, squeezing a breast with one hand and breathing warm air through the lacy material. As Shelby put her arms around him, he lowered her to lay on the blanket. Bending, he lay a string of kisses over belly and licked her belly button indentation as he ran over her thighs once again. Shuddering slightly, Shelby looked up as Steven sat up to gaze over her body, a hand resting on her thigh. Wet now, Shelby reached to the bulge in his Steven's shorts and felt him through the material. As Shelby's fingers explored, it was Steven's turn to moan lightly. Looking into her eyes again, he whispered, "lift your back." As Shelby arched, he reached to unhook her bra, pulling it away from her breasts slowly, noticing lustily that she had no tan lines. Each firm breast was beautifully, evenly, tanned. Lying back, a cool breeze blew over her, causing her nipples to harden immediately. Noticing, Steven bent to kiss each breast, then lightly lick each firm bud. Suckling a nipple, he reached down to run a hand over a knee. Inching his way up her thigh, she spread her legs and, as his fingers moved to her crotch, he could feel the warm, welcoming wetness of her pussy though the flimsy material. As he touched her, Shelby gasped and pushed against Steven's hand, not wanting him to stop touching. Lifting her bum in the air, Steven ever so slowly slid her panties down her legs, again noticing no tan lines and that she was shaved perfectly smooth (wanting Steven badly for some time, Shelby had taken to shaving completely for what she hoped would be an extra turn-on). Bum still in the air, Steven slid Shelby's sundress off her. She relaxed back onto the blanket, spreading her legs as she did so, and now, lying completely naked before him, Steven let his eyes roam over her body. "Wow." Unable to help himself, he ran his fingers along a leg, a thigh, and then, lightly, ran a fingertip between Shelby's wet lips. She gasped as he touched her, closing her eyes in pleasure. Slowly inserting his finger into her pussy, and feeling her muscles tighten, he leaned forward to take a nipple in his mouth. "Mmmmmm," she moaned as he touched and sucked her. Running a hand through Steven's hair, pulling his mouth onto her breast, she felt for his crotch with the other, seeking his hardness. Finding it again, she squeezed him through the material as his thumb touched her clit and sent an almost electric shock through her body. "Oh, God," she moaned again as his hand thrilled her pussy. "Oh, God." Pushing his hand away from her pussy, and his head away from her breast, Shelby took a deep breath then sat up, looking into his eyes as she did so. Kissing him, she reached to his waist and pulled the shirt from his shorts. Then, pulling it off over his head, she kissed and ran her hands over his chest. Scratching his back lightly with her nails, she then reached to his shorts and undid his belt buckle. As Steven looked at her, he smiled and leaned back on the blanket. Needing no encouragement, Shelby undid the waistband button, then pulled down his zipper. Now Steven arched to lift his butt off the ground as Shelby slid his shorts and boxers down his legs. Now on her knees, she gazed over his body. Steven was well tanned all over, with salt and pepper hair on his chest, which she had seen before, running thinly down to his belly button and to his crotch. Unlike her though, Steven had very distinct tan lines at his waist and legs. But what now excited her more than anything was the sight of his untanned cock standing proudly at attention for her inspection. She looked into his eyes, then down at his cock. Very stiff and thick shafted, with visible veins, the head protruded from his rolled back foreskin. His balls were tight with pleasure. As she took in the sight of him, a clear drop of pre-cum oozed from his peehole. Reaching for him, Shelby placed the tip of an index finger in the pre-cum, then massaged it around the tip of his cock, feeling his warmth and firmness as she did so. Steven's head lolled back with pleasure and he moaned. "Damn, that is soooooo good." Seeing the smile on his face, Shelby grasped him and slowly stroked. As she felt the heat of him, and the veins against her fingers, she squeezed and moved her hand up his shaft so the foreskin closed over the head, then pulled down to his balls so his head was proudly bared. Steven now watched her handiwork, and began pumping lightly into her hand. "Keep it slow, okay? That feels so good." "If you like, of course," she said, watching his cock as she worked him. As always, she enjoyed the sensation of a cock in her hand; hard yet soft, stiff but pliant. Since giving her first handjob as a teen, she had been an ardent cock enthusiast. As she stroked him slowly, Steven looked around, marvelling at the deepening blue of the sky and amazed at the situation he found himself in. Suzanne would never have allowed for this situation; she'd have worried that someone would see them, that her cast off clothes would get dirty, that a bug might bite her, that she might look awkward making love on a picnic blanket. Not Shelby, though. She kneeled blissfully bare in the evening air, stroking him with a warm hand, smiling, not caring that he was watching her with lust in his eyes. As Shelby reached to cup his balls with her other hand, Steven could feel the pressure building and he desperately wanted to enter her body, to feel at one with this incredible woman. Placing his hands on her wrists, he lifted her hands to his mouth and kissed her fingertips. Then, gently, he pushed her back and to the blanket, moving over her as he did so. Looking into his eyes, Shelby spread her legs widely under him and he moved so his knees were between her legs. With her elbows now in his hands, he moved her arms over her head as he stretched over her and touched the head of his cock to her pussy, feeling the wetness of her lips. With her arms held over her head, Shelby's breasts strained as her skin was stretched. She lifted her bum to meet Steven's cock, anticipating and anxious to feel his thickness inside her. His head felt like a hot poker to her lips and she quivered in anticipation. As Steven moved his head into her, she whispered, "fuck me, Steven, fuck me now." Obliging, Steven slowly inched his way into Shelby's pussy, feeling her stretch to accept him, feeling his balls aching with desire. Looking into her eyes as he slid deeply into her, she closed them as she smiled, feeling his head, then his shaft, enter her body. As his balls touched her, Steven stopped, fully inside her. Opening her eyes, Shelby squeezed him and he flexed inside her. "Oh my God," she whispered. "I know," he whispered into her ear, feeling her moistness over his full length. "I know." Pulling slowly out, Steven again plunged full length into her and she clamped him with her pelvic muscles. She moaned as he began slowly fucking her, deeply in, then full length out. Letting go of her arms, he placed his hands on either side of her body, then bent to kiss her nipples as he fucked. Desert Delight Living in the Sonoran desert had some advantages on warm summer nights. Where else can you walk around in the nude and feel the radiant of the heat that remains on the desert floor after hours of the sun's rays beating down upon it's surface? Wearing a light weight medium length sun dress, leather slip on sandals, and carrying only a towel, I took off on my nightly venture to my own private personal oasis. I started down the familiar stretch of the trail that lead to a small box canyon. Water trickling out of it's crevices created this small natural pool of water. That particular evening as I approached it, I seen someone already there. A bit upset because I had this idea this place belonged to me. As I walked nearer I could see it was a man. Nude and about ready to enjoy the pool of water that was waiting for him. He turned his head and acknowledged me as I walked nearer. I said to him, "I take it you discovered this oasis, too?" He responded that he found it the other day while he was walking through the desert. "Oh," I said. He then said that he would leave, if I wanted him, too. No, it's not necessary, I said. I don't own it. I responded with the the following " As long as you don't mind company we shall both enjoy what this has to offer each of us." He smiled and his naked body plunged into the water. I quickly removed my sun dress and sandals. Laid down the towel nearby and dove in. As we swam around leisurely, our conversation was teasingly towards each other. Then I mentioned how we all have these bit of dreamy like state of mind and how at times I can almost feel what it was like years ago before all of society told us how to behave. He asked me to explain. I told him I had this thing where I like to feel as if I am a in a time where I feel a bit animalistic in behavior. I decided to actually act it out at this point. So I said to him "Ok, let's pretend something here." He was all in. I asked him to get back out of the water and lean up against the rock and rub his cock for me. He got out and posed for me. Asked, "Like this?" Leaning with his back against the rock he had taken his cock into his hand and held onto it. I said, "Yes, just like that!" I then said, "I love to watch a man masturbate. So please let me see you play with your cock." He proceeded to rub his cock in his hand as I stepped out of the waters. I kept my eyes on him and noticed he watched me. "Mmmm, you like what you see?" I asked. He smiled with a very sexy grin and said "Yes, I do!" I told him this is where the game is going to change. With his eyebrows raising now with the look of questioning he asked me "How so?" I told him that I want him to pretend at this point we haven't met. I am going to go walk over into the bushes, naked as I am and I am going to act as if I stumbled across you rubbing your cock. Now remember, this is before a time that exists today. I am going to be a bit primitive with these actions. "How so?" he asked. Well, I am going to act as if you are my prey. He smiled and said that he was ready for this game. I walked over into the bushes and crouched down on my knees. Hands holding my body weight up gently I peered off to watch him. I could see his hand rubbing his cock and watched it as it naturally grew with his self pleasuring. As I mentally went off into our make believe world, I started to slowly move forward. Remaining in this crouched position. Smelling the night time air and feeling the warmth of it. The fantasy of it started to feel real. As I watched this man with intenseness, I wanted him. I could feel my body automatically do this bit of gyrating as I wanted to feel his hard cock inside of me. Mmmm, wanting to taste him. That feeling can be best described as taking a chunk of steak that you are absolutely craving and wanting to sink you mouth into. Imagine the taste of all it's seasons being spread across a piece of meat as your hunger wants to taste it. As I neared him, I could hear the wetness that his cock was creating. Oh,,, I can't wait to feel that in my hands. The predator that exists in me at times when it comes to a sexual encounter excites me so much I feel as if this deep down primal feeling comes out. I got closer and that is when he looked at me into the eyes. Like two animals not caring about anything else but the lust of sexual attraction that they both know they will generate between them. Not taking our eyes off of each other because that would show cowardness. I slowly stood in a upright position. Walked up to him and pressed my breasts only against his chest. I took my hand and placed it on his face. Gently studying him with my touches. Looking at him intensely without taking my eyes off him. I then proceeded to glide my hand over his lips. Again, gently moving my head to the right as if unsure if I wanted this man. I could feel a deep release of his breath as I proceed with this touching and gliding game with my hand. I then lowered them and rubbed his nipples, slightly pinching them off and twisting them between my fingers. Followed with my other hand taking the backside of it and slowly letting it flow down his stomach till I could feel his hardened wet cock. I took my other hand off his nipples and let it work it's way down till I touched his hand. I lifted his hand off his cock. Took both of his hands and placed them to his side. Still staring into this eyes with this bit of an smile. He leaned back in a more relaxed state. I then let myself take both of my hands back to his face and started to slowly kiss him. Feeling each of his sighs as a note that he enjoyed this. I continued kissing and licking him as I started to go down towards his nipples. Stopping to suck and twist on them as they hardened. Mmmm, the sound of his sighs and knowing I was pleasuring him filled me up at the same time with this instant wet feeling in my pussy. Oh, how it excites me to pleasure a man. Feel his cock get hard and how he lets me completely control the situation is the most biggest turn on I can ever feel. I slowly lowered myself some more letting my nipples on my breasts rub on his cock. His cock just quivering slightly from that gentle touch. I couldn't resist but to lower my mouth on his hardened dick and let my lips brush against the tip. I had to lick my lips. Tasting that bit of wetness that he created had me wanting it so badly. My meal. Him. In many ways than only taking in his cum but feeling his body is what feeds me. I started to suck on his cock with my mouth. Gently licking it here and there. Stroking it with my tongue then using my hands to rub his balls. Finding the spots that made him sigh with more pleasure. I continued to suck and fondle him as I swelled up with even more wetness inside. Sometimes I almost feel like i can cum without even inserting a finger or feeling a cock. Mmm,,, I am wanting this man inside of me. I started moving my lower body in rhythm with is cock sliding in and out of my mouth. At times I just want man to force his cock deep inside of my mouth. The same how I like it when he shoves his hard cock deep inside of my wet pussy. He then grabbed my hair and pulled my face upwards as I continued to suck on him and as he stared down at me I looked into his eyes knowing what he must be feelings. All of a sudden he grabbed my hands and pulled me upwards. A bit roughly pushed me up against the rock with my backside towards him. Shoved his cock deep into me as I let at this moan. Oh, my god this f"#%ing man feels so damn good. He slammed his cock in me as I could feel it go in and out as the pleasure filled up in me. I couldn't hold back anymore. I let myself climax all over his hard cock and the sounds of pleasure escaped from my mouth, I am sure a bit too loud. He then pulled his cock out of me. Rubbed it a bit more with is hand and so I thought I would help him and got back on my knees. I hardly had my mouth on his cock for long when he pulled it out and shot his cum all over my face and breasts. Mmmmm, it felt so warm. I never can resist rubbing that warm cum in all over my nipples. Felt and feels so good. Big sigh. We smile and hug each other. Told each other maybe we shall meet up again. I told him maybe our primal instincts will find each other naturally. Desert Delight Building a rhythm of plunging and sucking, Steven could feel sweat forming at his hairline, down his back and chest. Shelby ran her hands over him, his arms, back, chest when he pulled out. And, as he began fucking her more quickly, she wrapped her legs around him, hooking her ankles over his back; opening herself even wider to him. Using her legs, she helped him drive deeply into her, moaning each time he went full length into her body. As they fucked, Shelby opened her eyes and, looking up into the deepening blue sky of evening, noticed stars and clouds high, high above them. Listening to the now-wet sounds of their fucking, Steven looked out at the horizon and noticed the full moon rising. The light of the moon balanced the waning light of day as they made love. Looking down, shadows were now cast over Shelby's breasts and a sheen of sweat appeared between them. Licking it, Steven could feel himself nearing orgasm. Caught up in the rhythm, he had completely lost track of time, they could have been fucking for a few minutes, or for hours; he was swept away, totally. Beneath him, Shelby looked up at Steven's face, now also with a shadow cast to one side from the rising moon's light. As he fucked and she pulled him into her, she saw sweat trickle down his nose and drip onto her, between her breasts. And when Steven bent to lick it, she knew it was almost time. "Mmmm," she moaned, feeling orgasm approaching. "Fuck me, Steven, fuck me more. Please." "Almost there?" "Oh yes. Yesss." Unwrapping her legs, Shelby spread her legs wider than she believed she ever had before and wrapped her arms around Steven's back. As he plunged into her, she dug her heels into the sand beneath the blanket and began meeting his thrusts, almost violently. With his knees sunk into the same sand, Steven fucked more quickly, plunging in and out of Shelby's moist pussy, hearing the sound of their fucking, sweating, looking into her eyes. In and out. In and out. In and out, feeling the strain in his shoulders. And finally, as his cock erupted inside her, Shelby came gushingly and moaned loudly into the evening. "Oh my fucking God. Ohhhhhhhh. With Steven's cum filling her, their juices mixed and their fucking became noisier, even as they slowed; sloppy sounds of lovemaking joining with the crickets and chirping birds around them. Tired now, Steven slowed more, enjoying the wet feeling of their combined juices on his balls. "Damn. That was unbelievable." With Shelby smiling up at him, Steven stopped, staying inside her, and flexed as she squeezed him. Sweat was now freely running from his hairline and down his back and Shelby's breasts were wet with their combined sweat. With hands on his ass, Shelby patted his sweaty skin and squeezed his cheeks. As she did, Steven lowered an arm and pulled her toward him as he rolled to his side. Still inside her, Shelby swung a leg over him to keep him there. She loved this part of lovemaking; their juices oozing out of her, over his balls, over her leg, draining onto their bodies. And as Steven softened inside her, the juices flowed freely. Holding each other tightly still, they kissed deeply, exploring with their tongues. As Shelby moved a hand to wipe the sweat from his brow, he whispered, "we've made quite a wonderful mess now," then laughed. "Thank you. That was absolutely incredible." Shelby smiled at him. "Mmm. Hmmm. But it's a beautiful mess. And there's no need to thank me. My God, that was fantastic." Like Steven, it had been some time since she had made love and she had found their desert interlude amazing. She thought for a moment that it might be hard to top this first time, but then, thinking of Steven's care and attention to her, she doubted that. As Steven softened completely, he pulled out of Shelby, who didn't really want him to, but she didn't want to tell him to stay after just this one lovemaking. Steven then pulled out of her arms and sat up, which surprised her a little. She liked to cuddle afterwards and hated it when a man pulled away. Her ex had often done that, leaving her feeling a little used after sex. But that was not to be the case this night. Steven pushed at a leg and Shelby rolled onto her back once again, looking up at the stars shining down on them. Looking at her now, with the blue-white moonlight now playing over her body, he bent to kiss her breasts once again. Shelby closed her eyes as he kissed his way down her body, then licked into her belly button. Looking to his crotch, Shelby saw that Steven was still soft and obviously not ready for another go, but as he kissed her body, she closed her eyes in pleasure once again. Then, to her surprise, Steven began kissing his way down her belly. And he didn't stop there! Sending wild new sensations through her, he moved to her pussy and began licking their juices from her. Shelby had never felt anything like it! Still tender and aroused from their fucking, Steven's tongue on her gooey lips was driving her crazy. She couldn't believe he was lapping up their combined cum. As Shelby moved to spread her legs wide again, in one move, Steven pulled her over on top of him, so she her pussy was at his mouth. A little awkwardly, she then spread her legs to straddle him and sit on his face, leaving her pussy wide open for his tongueful attentions. With her hands on his hips and her pussy pressed to his face, Shelby immensely enjoyed this incredible new sensation. With his face buried into her, Steven continued to lick her, lapping sloppily at their juices as he sent new waves of pleasure through her body. Looking down at Steven's still-soft cock covered in their lovemaking juice, she felt compelled to taste him herself. Taking him in hand, she held him, then bent to lick his member. Their juices had all the texture, taste and slippery fun of fucking and she found herself lapping hungrily at him. She moved to his drenched balls, then back to his shaft, holding him and licking some of her own cum from a man for the first time (and she had thought briefly that a 40-year-old might not have much in the sack). After long moments of happily cleaning their juices from him, Steven began to stiffen once again, to Shelby's delight. Clearly this was a man who could keep up with her and, better yet, show her something new; like this cleanup 69. Further hardened by her licking, Shelby was now sucking him gently as she squeezed his balls. Beneath her, Steven had stopped licking her, enjoying the sensation of being hard once again and in Shelby's warm mouth. With the heady smell of sex swirling about him, Steven marvelled mentally at his new readiness. In all their years together, he and Suzanne had never had sex more than once at a time. But with Shelby's pussy in his face to be licked, and with her softly sucking him, he felt he was more than ready for another round. For the first time ever (and he had worried a little that he might not be able to keep up if and when it came time for them to make love) he felt raring to go once again! With Shelby's oral urgings bringing him to full attention once again, Steven began to pump into her warm mouth as he probed her pussy. And, while Shelby did love to 69, she felt a need to fuck this man, but while looking into his eyes. Pulling away from his face, she moved around to straddle his body. "Ready again?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. "If you are, I sure as hell am." Bending forward to look deeply into his brown eyes, now partially in the shadow of her own body, Shelby lowered herself onto to him. Steven moaned as she took in his length and she sighed as she pushed up and, hands on her thighs, enjoyed the feeling of him stretching her lips once again. As Steven flexed inside her, she looked around at the bizarrely moonlit surroundings. Everything had been thrown into a blue-white relief by the bright, full moon, and she couldn't imagine a more beautiful moment. Looking up at Shelby, Steven's eyes looked into darkness of her shadowed face, then the harshly side-lit beauty of her full, firm breasts. Looking further down, he couldn't see himself inside her as the light was too dark in the shadow of her body. Putting his hands behind his head as a pillow, he watched as Shelby began to slowly ride him. Hands on her thighs, eyes now closed, she used her leg and bum muscles to fuck him. Up and down. Up and down. Breasts bouncing with her efforts, Shelby could concentrate only on the cock inside her. As Steven lay back watching the bouncing breasts above him, he reached to let his fingers play over them. But Shelby brushed his hands away. She wanted to concentrate all her feelings in her pussy as she rode. Understanding, Steven moved his hands to her knees and laid them unmoving there. The moon moved as she slowly rode, throwing more of her body into its bright light, and Steven could see her breasts bouncing, stomach muscles working and thigh muscles straining. He simply could not take his eyes off her. He lay unmoving, happy to be hard and in her body once again. Looking at her face, eyes closed in enjoyment, concentrating on riding him, he felt he had never achieved bliss like this before. As Shelby began squeezing him, she put her hands back on his chest and rode more enthusiastically. He flexed inside her as she picked up her pace. Sweat now dripping from her face, she again looked at him as she fucked him, enjoying the smile on his face. As she quickened, Steven moved to touch her clit with his fingers, sending a jolt through her body. Bending forward, she pushed her breasts at him. "Lick them." As he tongued her firm nipples and squeezed a breast, she felt another orgasm approaching. The finger at her clit was making her crazy and his tongue flicking against her nipples... Pushing up again, Shelby put his hands on Steven's chest, ran her fingers through his hair and rode faster. Up and down. Up and down. Again, the sloppy sounds of fucking surrounded them. The smell of sex teased their nostrils, pushing away the smell of the desert. And, with the harsh blue-white light of the desert's full moon beaming down on them, Shelby rode until she could feel his balls and cock tighten with his oncoming orgasm. And, just as he did so, he massaged her clit with his thumb and, moaning together under the moon, they exploded in orgasm once again. Shelby gushed as Steven emptied himself into her once again. Sweating freely now, Shelby felt a sudden coolness, when, as she slowed her riding to a standstill, with Steven still deep inside her, a breeze caressed her and cooled the sweat on her body. Shivering as she looked down at him, she could only smile back at the huge smile which played across his face. Stretching to move her legs out behind her, she lay on top of him and, with his cock still deeply entrenched in her body, kissed him once again. The end of a beginning.