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                       FIRESIDE LOVE

    I thought that the evening was over when you said you weren't
interested in dancing or drinking but there was a glimmer of hope when
you asked me to stop at the liquor store for a minute.  I waited
patiently as you entered the store and returned with something in a
brown paper bag.  You smiled at me and said "drive to the woods." I
now knew that something was going to happen and felt that familiar
feeling between my loins.
    Soon, you took the wheel and drove us deep into the woods.  With a
small smile on your lips and a twinkle in your eyes, you pulled the
Mad Dog from the bag and took a swallow.  Your words and actions took
me back to my High School days.  I wondered how you knew my old
fantasy as you handed me the bottle.
    I gulped down a mouthful of the wine and watched as you placed
your hands on your sides and slowly ran them up your ribs and to your
breasts, your fingers capturing your hardened nipples between them.
The look on your face told me that you were enjoying my reaction.  I
was certainly getting excited and it showed in my trousers.
    As you slipped you skirt from your body and removed your blouse, I
asked you to move closer to the fire so that I could have a better
view.  You said something about imagination and remained in the
shadows.  I knew that you were removing your stockings and desperately
wanted a closer look at you.  I was on the verge of moving to you when
you approached me and took the bottle for another drink.
    Now, you were standing in front of me wearing only your panties.
You leaned your head to mine and whispered "take them off but don't
touch".  I slipped my fingers into the small waistband of the panties
and slid them down your smooth legs enjoying the warmth of your skin.
I wanted to touch you so bad but you backed away and settled on the
ground near the fire.  My mind was spinning as I realized what you
were going to do.
    I heard you say "I want you to watch me".  My attention was
riveted to you as you licked your fingertips and gently encircled your
nipples.  Your eyes were closed as you squeezed your nipples between
your thumb and forefinger.  I could see your hips moving as if in
response to some internal feeling.  Your eyes opened and looked
straight at me as your hands moved down the ripples of your ribs, over
your smooth tight stomach to the area between your legs.
    With two fingers of one hand, you spread your lips open as one
finger of the other hand began a slow up and down motion over your
most private area.  I started to rub myself through my trousers but
you said "no, not yet".  Your knees came up and your hand went deeper.
    I knew that you were enjoying this.  Your free hand went back to
your nipples and tugged on then urgently.  Suddenly, your legs closed
tightly on you hand and your body shuddered in small quick jerks. Your
hand was pressed firmly between your legs and mimicked the motion of a
partner.  As the shudders subsided, you looked at me and said "Did you
enjoy that? I always thought that guys would like to watch a girl get
off by herself."  I was speechless and could only say "Wow!"
    You stretched out and put your arms behind your head and said "now
it's your turn, I want to see you get off. It's something that I've
always wanted to watch."
    By the light of the flames I watched as you unzipped your trousers
and with one experienced hand, reached within them and let loose the
beast of your desire. I watched as your cock sprang forth with its tip
already glistening with precum, a result of my show for you. You took
it in your hand gently, though it looked as if it could withstand the
force of an army as it stood proudly away from your body, every now
and then moving on its own to touch its head against your stomach
where it would leave a tiny drop of precum to glisten in the silky
hairs which grew up from your groin. I licked my lips in anticipation.
    Slowly you began moving your hand up and down the length of its
shaft. Your grip was still light and I saw as it hardened even more
than it already was, the veins becoming darker and appearing as thick
vines under the skin, yearning to grow even more with each beat of
your heart. You tightened your grip, but kept the slow and easy
rhythm.
    I licked my lips again, thinking of how it would be to have your
cock touching my face. I moved towards you, but you gently pushed
against my shoulder as I crawled on all fours, bidding me to keep my
distance. For the time I sat back, kneeling before you, fascinated by
the throbbing organ before me.
     With your free hand you dropped your trousers from your hips so
that they fell around your ankles. The muscles of your thighs tensed
and relaxed as you stroked your cock. A sigh escaped my throat and you
used your free hand to massage the insides of your thighs and balls.
Your grip tightened a bit more as you increased the pace of your
stroking. The head  of your cock began to swell and I chewed the
inside of my cheek, wanting to kiss the drops of precum that were
shining brightly on it.
    I reached between my legs and caressed my clit gently, running a
finger occasionally between my lips, feeling the wetness that was
springing forth from my most private parts.  With my other hand I
pinched at my nipples, feeling them harden as you began to thrust your
hips into your hand, tightening until your knuckles were white around
your cock.
    You moved your other hand more vigorously on your inner thighs as
I watched your balls begin to tighten and climb, dropping back down
and then climbing again. Your climax was approaching as you moaned
quietly with your eyes closed. I went to you then and touched my face
to the head of your cock. Your eyes snapped open and you stared at me,
but did not push me away this time. Rubbing my face against you I
moved down flicking the tip of my tongue against the shaft until I
could lick your balls in one long stroke. They climbed again, but more
quickly than before. Another moan escaped your throat, but this time
more pronounced.
    I breathed deep your scent as I sucked one of your balls into my
mouth and then released it only to suck the other one in.  I heard you
gasp as I released it from my hot mouth and massaged your thighs,
moving around to grab your ass, pulling your hips towards me.
    Rising a bit I took the head of your cock into my mouth and ran my
tongue around its rim and moved its length into my mouth until I felt
the head touch the back of my throat. I sucked then, increasing the
pull as I slowly moved the shaft back out. Looking up at you as I
fingered myself near violently and grinding my hips against my own
hand I saw as you tipped your head back as if to howl at the moon and
stars. Your stroking was a fast, hard cadence. Still kneeling, I
arched my back until my shoulder blades touched the ground, still
finger fucking myself and pinching my nipples and kneading my breasts
to a point near pain.
     The vision of our skin in the firelight was that of dancing golds
and reds, the flames casting brief shadows that stabbed at our bodies
as if to join in the frenzy of our desire. The droplets of sweat that
had broken out across my body glimmered like honey in the sun as I
bore down on my hand as you climaxed, your cock jerking away from your
hand for a time. The essence of your manhood shooting out in a pearl
arc in strong bursts, some falling like hot rain on my body. I
relished in the sight and feel of it as your cock once more broke free
from your grasp, a mind of its own to pursue ecstasy.
    Frantically I rubbed that which had fallen on me across my stomach
and breasts, feeling its warmth, devouring it with my skin. Somewhere
far away I heard you scream and it echo through the woodlands as my
own climax took hold of my body, wrenching my body in a curve like a
drawn bow towards the night sky. Your cock still stood proudly against
your belly, twitching now and again in its last striving for pleasure.
    I fell back in exhaustion upon the ground as I saw you slowly go
to your knees, putting your hands out before you as you then went to
all fours. You looked at me, as if for approval and I only smiled as I
ran one bare foot up your arm to your neck, hooking the heel at the
nape and pulling your face towards the V of my legs, still wanting
more in my weariness, wanting you to suck the nectar from my feminine
folds so that I might peak again from your tongue.


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