0 comments/ 6830 views/ 1 favorites Perfect Day Ch. 01 By: scarlet wombat Imagine waking up to the early morning sun, with sounds of the forest behind you and vistas of the ocean before you. Nestled together, sharing the warmth and comfort of a soft bed. The smell and heat of his skin reaching into the recesses of your mind fleeting images cavorting across your sleepy, half closed eyes. Turning and seeing that perfect face, beside you still dozing. Watching as shadows and light play, moving changing the symmetry of his face while the sun climbs higher into the early morning sky. So peaceful you don't want to move, so soft and inviting. Your hand moves of its own volition to smooth and stroke relaxed muscles exposed above the sheets; jaw then neck slowly flowing down to shoulder and arm. So serene a sigh passes his lips and he wriggles back toward you inviting you, enticing you. Reforming the contours of your body to wrap around his; holding him, revelling in the comfort of contentment of the moment. Enfolding him in your arms; nuzzling into the back of his neck gently kissing and breathing softly across his ear. Hand slipping beneath the bed covers exploring his powerful chest the texture of smooth skin outlining the character of his compact torso. Finding nipples to encircle and tease before gliding back to the centre of his chest and gently down over this stomach. Taste and smell as your lips and tongue move over his neck and back; sigh becoming a moan as he rolls over to you with a sweet smile on his face. Taking your hand he guides it where it has not yet gone, to find a standing ovation in as a reward adding to your arousal, feeling the heat and wetness gathering inside you. Entwining his throbbing cock in your fingers sliding them up and down his length, watching as his eyes close and back arches raising his hips as your other hand cups his balls, nails tenderly flick over the supple skin below. Tasting the tightness of his swollen erection as it glides back and forth over your tongue. So deep, feeling him fill your mouth and tickling the very back of your throat. Fingers delving between his curved cheeks, rubbing over that most tender switch releasing his length to retrace the path with your tongue. Licking and nipping those soft sensitive and so often over looked treasure troves of sensation. His body responding to your enticements, squirming with each touch inspiring a new awareness as nerves fire and flare through his body and mind. Once more sucking his flavour into the recesses of your mouth, savouring the texture of his skin as it spasms and jerks with each flick of your tongue, devouring, drinking every sip of his essence. His body reaching for you, drawing you tighter closer to him with large strong hands grabbing squeezing your breast pulling you too him as his tongue finds your nipples, alternating soft, hard, tongue teeth and lips. Looking down at his most beautiful face, your eyes locked in a hungry smile as you shift your weight to allow him entry into the depths of your body, so hard, so good being slowly impaled, clit rubbing against the base of his erection as your flesh begins to move and dance together. Those steps as old as time yet always fresh and new. Sitting back to take every available sensation, depth of penetration before reaching behind you to massage his sack feeling his hands on your hips pressing you down as you grind over him. Hands moving up your back lifting his closer to you, drawing you into a deep and passionate kiss as bodies hold still suspended for an instance before your rolled on to your back. Looking up as he lifts your legs over his chest and drives into you again with increasing ferocity, opening your legs wide so he can watch as well as feel your yielding flesh swallow his entire length over and again. Fingers rubbing against your clit encouraging your hips to rise with each powerful thrust of his thighs, feeling his body press over you bending you fucking you harder, deeper as his face contorts with the ecstasy of pleasure. Knowing he's on the edge and it wouldn't take much to push him over, sliding your fingers between you feeling the heat between your bodies as you grip his cock the added sensation plunging him over He announces he's coming inside you, the last thrust slamming you together in a sea tingling awareness, shuddering and heaving as muscles tighten and all is still while his body ebbs into yours. Laying together in the pleasure of each others arms watching as the sun continues its path across the sky, content silence giving way to conversation, slowly turning to thoughts of the day and as one appetite is temporarily slackened another comes into view. Breakfast! Bacon and eggs, there is no place for unease between you, so neither reaches for clothes as you move into the kitchen discussing the division of labour stopping periodically for long deep kisses or just to admire the other as they go about their morning. Marvelling at the simple pleasure and contentment gained in shared tasks and the promise of unhurried time together. Perfect Day Ch. 02 Imagine driving, along a windy road that weaves its way between tall trees and sheer cliffs. The play of light and shadow running over the car bonnet that gives way to bright sunshine and spectacular ocean vistas. The sound of cockatoo's calling as a large white flock flies over head. Music playing on the stereo loud enough to hear without straining but soft enough for the ease of conversation, watching as the light flashes over her face. Her expression as she negotiates each bend, hands flowing over the steering wheel your hand on her thigh feeling the contraction of muscles as she shifts through the gears. Such a beautiful day warmth from the sun's rays competing with cool of the over hanging shade. No pressure to speak, banter comes in lazy waves contented in the recollection of waking in her arms, taste of her lips and the way her fingertips made your skin tingle. Soft sound of the engine purring as the miles drift past the change in tone as she matches the car's speed to the canter and curve of the road acting like a seductive lullaby. Settling back into your seat you feel her eyes on you, fleeting glances as she takes your measure, drinks in your presence building on the elemental buzz that that hums between you. She wriggles in the driver's seat and sighs with satisfaction as her shoulders drop you watch the peace evident in the world around you work its magic on her. Smile spreading across her face as a particular piece of music comes to her ears, head rocking as her fingers tap in time to the tune. Affording you a glimpse of her, of how she sees her self and the pleasure she takes in sharing the hours with you. Approaching your destination; the starting point for an four hour hike through the forest to a secluded pool filling you with a regretful reluctance to give away the synchronicity between you two the excitement of exploring somewhere new, of discovering as yet unknown delights and sharing new experiences. The car's speed falls as bitumen gives way to dirt, dropping into low gear to negotiate ruts and potholes in the road. Pulling into a shaded parking space not much more than a spot off to the side in the middle of nowhere, turning off the engine she undoes her seat belt, leans across for a kiss with her hand gently caressing the side of your face. Sighing softly she sits up and reaches for the door giving you the opportunity to watch as her body unfolds. Joining her at the back of the car, you grab the two packs in the boot. One filled with food, water, an emergency kit and blanket. The other Photographic equipment and clothes in case the weather turns, not very likely at this time of year but you just never know and miles from anywhere is nowhere to get it wrong. You check the provisions while she pulls out the Olympus body and attaches a 45-140mm lens. Packs are shouldered, the car is locked and the keys safely stowed before setting out on a new trail. All the while, thoughts of being woken most delightfully linger in the back of your mind, the feel of her body pressed into your back as she gently stroked your skin, fingers tracing the lines of your muscles as you lay there relaxed and dozing. Tranquil memories elegantly slipping into the sounds of nature as the two of you follow a narrow but easily defined trail. Small birds flashing in and out of the underbrush, quiet scurrying of creatures as they come and go the smell of eucalyptus and forest peat filling your sense's stroking away the worries of the world. While drawing you closer to an undefinable energy, an almost electric feeling of life that surrounds and runs through you, binding you to each other and the world around you. With the sun on your face and peace in your mind, she stops to take a picture. At first you can't see what she is aiming at then the sun moves and a bright glint catches your eye. Revealing a beautiful spider wed complete with is maker bouncing in the breeze. Following the line of light you see a small caterpillars dangling from the base of the web spinning slowly on its single thread. Feeling the world seem to telescope around you drawing such a small beauty into sharp focus; noticing the smell of her perfume the slight hint of sweat from your shared exertion, the undercurrent of arousal that wraps around you. Bodies moving together sailing through the splendour of the forest, visiting the serenity of nature, consumed in the wonder of creation and the hum of life. Laughter erupts from her throat she fiddles with lenses as she quietly talks to a skink that has run out across the path to bask on a handy rock. Repositioning slowly bending, turning as her knees fold and she drops low to the ground with the sound of her boots sliding across the gravel and her camera firing all the while. The lizard skitters off into the bush and she laughs again, seconds before you realise you've become the centre of her attention. Then she sees you, not how you look or the face you show the world, but you and she smiles, camera drops to her chest and she moves to you, looking deep into your eyes, watching hers as she leans in and kisses you, fire hiding behind those eyes, passion kindling between you. Tracing the outline of her curves with your hands feeling trembling waves of excitement fluttering though the very centre of your being. Reluctantly breaking away from her; too again follow the trail all the while feeling her eyes on your back, roving over your flesh the pleasure of being wanted tickling goose bumps as they flush across your skin. Sun climbs to the centre of the sky as you walk. The sound of rushing water in the distance grows closer, glimpses of a creek through the trees. Coming into a clearing that looks across an oval rock pool with the stream flowing off the right a small water fall that tumbles over a curved cliff face with a wide deep cave cut in underneath. Laughter rings out again as you both stumble your way behind the waterfall cascade. Dropping your packs and pulling provisions for lunch, bumping and sliding over each other, enticing each other. An implicit invitation that has lain between you since you met. Salad cold meat and kisses washed down with cool water. Laying out across the rocks with the sun's heat radiating into your body, peace disturbed as she stands. Opening your eyes you watch as she removes her clothes, piling them up neatly away from the water's edge. The smooth arch of her body as she dives into the water; waiting anxiously for a moment until you see her break the water's surface again. Breasts floating on the surface bobbing in the ripples caused by her movement, nipple rings sparkling in the sunshine. The tannin coloured water highlighting the paleness of her skin. Shedding your own clothes wading into the icy water feeling its coolness travel up your thighs before dipping under the water, to resurface and pull her into your arms. Her legs wrapping round your hips arms around your shoulders, plunging her tongue down your throat, your hands glide over her back gripping the roundness of her ass and squeezing. A deep gentle moan rattles in the back of her throat, breast pressing into your chest as tongues chase and dance together. Traitorous woman tickles you; giggling she breaks away and using long slow strokes makes her way to the edge of the pool. By the time you catch up she is sitting on a flat rock with her legs dangling calf deep in the pool. Knees slightly parted providing an enticing hint of hidden secrets. Vision captivated by a single droplet of water sparkling in the sunshine suspended from the black locking stone of her gold nipple ring. Stretching out your tongue to catch it before it falls, feeling her breast tremble as your breath plays over her white mound tongue licking her dusky nipple. Sipping on the rivulets of water that trickle down her neck, flow across her skin hugging the supple curves of her chest and smelling the freshness of her skin mixing with the scents of nature. Moving in to steal a long deep kiss wrapping your arms around her, fingers slipping over the length of her spine causing her to shiver and wriggle closer to your. Encouraging her to lean back across the rock on her elbows, the shifting of her body changing the angle of her hips, legs spread, wrapped around your waist exposing her labia as they shine and pout in the sunlight. Dressed in glittering jewels, delicate pendants of water resting in her pubic hair, so enticing; an open invite to taste and touch. Finger outlining the shape of her plump lips as the slowly open for you; displaying their warm pink secrets to you, dipping deeper into her, feeling her soft wet flesh respond to your ministrations. The smell of her sex floating into your nostrils beguiling your senses, drawing you down to savour the texture and taste as she groans in pleasure her wetness increases coating your tongue and chin with her juices. Driving your fingers into her with growing speed and ferocity, tongue flicking and rubbing over her clit, teeth gently tugging and teasing her flesh as she begins to thrash, feeling her building excitement rushing along toward climax as you diligently work at your task. Easing back allowing her excitement to drop, calm a little before stretching her with a little more of your fingers, curved and pushing in deep to the knuckles on your hand dampness oozing over your palm and wrists. Her body yielding to the pressure muscles soften and stretch even as they contract around you. You know it would not take much to push her over the edge, a hard suck, persistent rub of her clit but you choose instead to lap at the nectar her body provides in such abundance. Finely balanced, holding her suspended between wanton sexual pleasure and the craving need for release. She reaches down and grabs handfuls of your hair and thrusts her hips toward your mouth, tongue pressing hard against her clit as she trembles and shakes. You can feel the muscles of her pussy quivering over your face as her body bucks and heaves, the resulting flood of ambrosia splashing, covering you both. Feeling trembles ease as her ragged breathing relaxes and subsides, lying wet and spent across the rocks for any and all to see the after effect of your handy work. Ragged breathing begins to slow and she sits up to kiss you tasting her own flavour, bending forward she encircles your left nipple with her tongue, fingernails playing lightly over the top of your hips and thighs. Wrapping her arms and legs around you; pulling you closer holding you to her lithe body. Her head rests on your shoulder as she strokes and caresses your body. Drifting on waves of ardour, lost together in the pleasure of the moment; holding each other as time dribbles into the past. Passions subdued but not gone, embers linger, clouds rolling over the sun draw you back to the present. Sunlight reflecting over the water, the suns movement across the sky announcing its time to leave, reluctance fills your mind. A long walk, followed by a longer drive; home to share the evening together, so many possibilities so much to take pleasure in as you explore each other. Perfect Day Ch. 03 Imagine bursting through the door to be greeted by the aroma of a roast slow cooking in the oven. Dropping the things from the day's activities at the river at your feet watching as she scoots past you checking out the curve of her ass, definition of her legs. Following her into the kitchen watching as she bends over the oven; taking pleasure in a sight seen many times but that holds a timeless appreciation. Reaching out two glasses and pouring some wine. Handing her a glass of red and claiming a long deep kiss, in exchange tasting tannin on her lips. Bodies coming together pressing against each other enjoying the simplicity of a moment shared. Leaving the kitchen to stand in front of a large bay window that looks out over the ocean, watching as the clouds gather, light and colour changing while the breeze entices wind chimes to sing and shunt the clouds over head. Standing behind her, wrapping your arms around her as you share the view, feeling the warmth of her body, your free hand sliding under her shirt to find full soft breasts and gently tease firm rose bud. She moves back to relax against you, her head resting on your chest as a contented sigh ushers past her lips. As the beautiful blue and white of the afternoon's sky gives way to the red and orange of the evening, the last of the suns rays flowing out over the water like liquid gold. She turns in your arms and delicately places her glass on the table near by and lifts your top. Tongue teeth and lips working together over your stomach and chest to tantalise, nibbling and sucking your hardening nipple. Hands squeezing, groping the way down your back fingers sliding under the band of your shorts, easing them down over your hips, all the while her lips descending over your stomach causing your muscle to ripple with anticipation. The chimes signify the wind picking up and white caps forming on the darkening ocean waves herald the incoming storm as the very tip of her tongue caresses the length of your cock, hands kneading your cheeks pulling your hips forward as she plunges your span into the back of her throat. Your hands grabbing her shoulders and entwining through her hair, a deep guttural groan resounding in the back of your throat as her tongue flicks out to taunt your tender sack. Hands moving your thighs apart and releasing your cock to gently suck in a testicle while licking that most sensitive tissue behind your balls. Looking down across the line of her back to the curve of her hip, your hands still entangled in her hear forcing her head back so you can see as well as feel her devour your quivering member. The last of the day finally gives way to the gathering twilight; indigo to blue so dark it's almost as black as the clouds start to boil their way toward the shore. The darkness dressed in the finest jewels as bright stars share their crystalline light much like a diamond resting on a lady's bodice catches the eye. Her head starts to bob and your hips drive in unison, wetness of her lips slipping over your length, the urgency of your body dictating a need for release as you thrust with greater enthusiasm pulling her to you feeling your balls swaying against her chin, the slick feel of saliva dripping over your skin. The rise and fall of cum travelling ever closer with each thrust, so close, wanting the moment to last yet needing to feel the liberation of climax. Harder and faster as a battle of wills rages through every fibre of your body, so wet, watching your cock delve between her lips, tongue flicks out over your balls as a finger strokes the button of your ass, so much to feel and see overwhelming your senses, one last hard thrust as your knees weaken and tremble watching as the movement of her throat tells you she gulps to cope with the flood of your cum, muscles tightening with each swallow encouraging you to shoot again, until there is nothing left to fire. Yet she holds you, teases you with her tongue as you soften in her mouth for just a little while longer, enjoying the lingering pleasure before standing to kiss you a long deep kiss that leaves you in no doubt about how this evening will be filled. After a mouthful of wine and a softer kiss you both return to the kitchen to the seemingly mundane watching her move, her body bend and flex feeling her eyes running over yours as you work together to serve the candle light dinner you planned over breakfast this morning. Before settling down to the roast you light a fire to keep the evening's chill at bay, she joins you by the wavering light with a fresh glass. In the wild silence of the building storm you undress each other, explore and tease each other then sit in the flickering fire light to enjoy the bounty spread before you, naked nothing to hide, no reason to be self conscious contented in the simple pleasure of being together and being yourselves. Light flickering, shadows shifting accenting the different lines and shapes that go to make up her body, the structure of her face. The glinting of nipple rings and the uncomplicated jewellery that adorns her skin, reflections of the room deep in the bulb of the wine glass as it sits in your hand. Conversation in the form of light banter and shared memories, filled with laughter and good humour punctuated with long looks and quiet sighs. The room growing larger as the world outside seems to disappear, loosing its power to disturb or distract you from each other. Meal finished dishes stacked and dealt with, you snuggle together curled around each other before the window and watch the ferocity of the storm around you from the safety of your private harbour. The sound of the crashing waves, rain falling on the roof and against the window pane combined with the cacophony of chimes making the perfect counter point to long kisses as tender discovery of each others bodies. Taking the knowledge each body learned over time. Nibbling on neck and ears rolling together each in turn devouring the other revelling in smell taste and texture of yielding flesh as it writhes and responds to your merest touch, slow unhurried gratification. Fingers creeping over the inside of her thigh stroking the soft hair covered labia encouraging them to open like a flower in the early morning light. Coating your fingers with its own sweet nectar as the aroma of arousal fills the spaces between you. Alternating between rubbing her clit and diving in her depth, each change producing an alteration of her hips position, sighs giving way to moans as wetness spreads beneath your finger tips. Lightning flashes and her body trembles in anticipation as you move to taste her. Shuddering as your tongue contacts her engorged clitoris, hips lifting to your mouth hand on the back of your head to make the most of this delightfully intimate kiss. Tongue seeking the source of nectar, lapping its flow as it covers your chin and fills your nose with her scent. Fingers pushing into her ass before rolling her onto her belly and spreading her cheeks so you can lick from clit to ass. Kneeling behind her and slowly plunging into her, fraction by fraction until your whole cock is buried deep in her crevasse and you can feel the juices of her body trickle round your balls. Holding there motionless hand in the middle of her back stopping her from pulling away from you as her slick muscles dance and contract around your shaft. A long rolling crack of thunder resonates though out the house rattling windows and pictures hanging on the walls. Thighs drive like pistons thrusting back and forth, leaning back to see each penetration thrusting forward to sink the entire length of your cock into her deep chasm. Allowing the weight of your body to fall across her as you reach to squeeze a breast or massage her clitoris each move evoking an immediate response as she pushes back onto you harder and her slick wet muscles tighten round you, sucking you in ever deeper into her pussy. Drawing back full length and dropping your face down to once again feast of the essence of her flesh, hearing her groan feeling the couch move as her shoulders drop because her arms can not support her weight, their strength undermined by the rapture of your onslaught. Fingers adding to tongue smearing oily secretions between her cheeks dipping into her tight little ass, feeling her hand shoot down between her legs to tickle your balls, the very tip of her fingers playing lightly over your cock. Once again enjoying the combination of sight and feel; before aligning your shaft and smoothly tumbling into her ass, so tight at first gathering speed and depth of stroke as her sphincter relaxes. Thunder and lighting almost simultaneous now as the storm rolls over head but all you can hear are the sighs of her body and the sound of blood in your ears as you feel the cum begin to rise. Bodies crashing together as waves smash against the rocks. Wind chimes howl in tune with the whipping wind, sweat covers your body and her skin justly glistens in the fire light, bodies aching, arching as their shadow forms the beast with two backs. Harder now, there is not enough of you to fill her, or of her to satisfy your relentless hunger. Hands gripping pulling her to you sound of flesh smacking as bodies contact, her body releases another flood, you feeling dribbling over your balls, hear the soft wet squelch as you come together again. Pushing her hips down as you fondle her clit with your fingertips and she bucks at the fire that shoots through every one of her nerves. Suddenly it's as if someone has opened a tap, her body heaves and climaxes covering you both in her scent as you fire deep into her. Sweaty and replete you fall together breathless, sighing and laughing at the sheer pleasure of physical excess with the comfortable certainty of more to come. Lightning flashes and thunder roars off in the distance now but the beauty of the storm remains. Watching the receding ferocity together, wrapped in the euphoria of the after glow; sipping the last of the wine each quietly watching the others hands reaching out, not in hunger but in satisfaction. Touch as soft as the caress of a butterflies wings and conversation starts to flow again. Time passes unmarked in the pleasure of such company. The clouds part and the moon has risen in all her splendour, dispersing silver globules over and inky ocean. Each of the night's jewels return to the sky illuminating the world. The coals of the fire glow red and flame has receded, neither of you are in a hurry to move but the chill creeps in. So she slides her body against yours; you reach to grab her, draw her back to you but her feet are already on the floor. She pivots and giggles as she slips from your grasp. Sitting up you're rewarded by the sight of her, of her body and the swaying of her breasts as she tends the fire. Coming back to you she pushes you down and licks the inside of your thigh, pushing your knee up and out, her tongue slides down the crevasse of your groin to concentrate on the soft flesh between the underneath of your sack to the very edge of your anus. Periodically licking up to suckle on your sack, lightly bite the inside of your thigh or to encircle the head of your penis. As you stiffen and swell again she brings her breast up to engulf you. Nipple rings floating through the sea of pubic hair while the ponderous weight of full breasts slide and bounce over your hardness. Raising her body up, she brings her wetness to you, impales her self on you. Gripping you with her thighs she begins to rock. One hand teases your nipple while the other slips between her labia to tantalise and excite both her clit and the base of your cock. Stoping to share the aromatic coating on her hand with you, tasting the combination of flavours your bodies provide. Dropping her weight on to your chest and adjusting the angle of her body to maximise friction against her inflamed clitoris pushing hard against your cock. Her breathing becomes ragged, finger gripping shoulder and hip. You ask her to lean back, knowing it will give you more depth, but she doesn't move. Just as you're about to ask again her weight shifts and she leans back between your raised knees giving you tempting glimpses of her penetration. She stops again, this time straightening your knees she turns and impales herself again as she faces your toes, leaning so far forward you can feel her breast sweeping over your legs. Pulling a cushion under your head and shoulders affords you a vista that takes your breath away, cheeks spread, cock pounding into her pussy. Your fingers once again find their way into her ass and you wonder not for the first time what it would feel like to share her in a double penetrations but that is a thought for another time as her movement gathers strength and necessity, her climax catches you unaware, she shudders and groans, her body contracts tightly round you holding you suspended within her. As she lets go another rush of juices you feel your own body heave in response it's to late to hold back to temper and control. With no other option left you send your seed into her again, trigger in another rack of spasms to rocket through her body as the sun begins to rise. Her body unfolds, lays beside you and she wraps you up in her arms. Stroking your face and watching your eyes. Nonverbal language carried within the beating of two heats that see the world through different eyes. Yet hold together in the sheer delight of each other. The light of dawn gives way to the sun's early rays and she has rolled in your arms still interlocked, the two of you doze on the first waves of sleep softly floating together as the sea drifts you toward comfortable oblivion.