This Story os by Nathan Hobbs (Casaloco) and you are free to distribute it unmodified with limitations other than the fact that my name must remain on all copies.
We are in the car driving along a country lane. (Tatty old Fiesta, sorry!) It is 2pm on a Beautiful Saturday afternoon. A few clouds quietly glide across the pure blue sky, trying not to spoil the day. It is mid-summer and the trees are green.
We pull off to the left into a forestry commission car park. There are a few cars around and a family are having a bar-b-Que. and little way away. We find a quiet space in the shade and pull up.
You look at me and I gaze into your eyes for a second that seems like an age, and you know what I am thinking. We get out of the car, get out coats off the back seat and throw everything else in the boot.
After locking the car, we walk off hand in hand, following the marked trail.
We walk along the track a little way. It is a long strait rough gravel track, and looks like it may be a disused railway line. We can here nothing except for the wind gently moving the trees, the birds singing and the bees buzzing. I bee flies past looking at as it passes. "These aren't flowers" it thinks, and casually dismisses us.
A hundred yards or so down the track, a smaller track splits off to the right. It is a grassy track, the grass comes up to our knees. We look around and there is no one else is sight, so we wander up the track.
As we walk up the track, we can see woods either side of us. After a short distance, we see an opening in the bushes at the side and we dart through.
We wander up through the woods behind the bushes. The trees form a ceiling above our heads, and where is virtually no undergrowth.
There are pine twigs and branches scattered around, and the ground is covered with pine needles. We can smell the sweet scent of the pine needles.
We walk a little way through the wood, and then I lay my coat down on the ground. You lay your coat down above it, sit down on mine and lie back on yours.
I lay down beside you, half on half off the coats. We kiss, gently at first, and then we embrace, kissing strongly. Are lips are locked, my arms go around you, yours around me. You lie back on the ground, pulling me over you.
We kiss for a while, and then I start kissing further down.
Your chin.
Your neck.
The base of your neck.
The top of your chest.
You pull your T-shirt up, and I move over it, down to the top of your breasts.
I keep kissing further down, pushing your bra down with my lips as I move. My hand moves up and cups your ample breast.
I kiss further down, reaching the right nipple. I gently suck on the nipple, then I suck harder, harder, then very hard, then softer, softer, soft, until my mouth is just resting on your breast and my tongue is slowly moving up and down over your nipple.
I move across and push the bra down on the other side. I start sucking the nipple, teasing it with my tongue. You reach up and place both hands behind my head, holding me there less I should try and move off, although you know I have no plan to.
I reach around behind you and after a short struggle, (every man's been there) unfasten your bra. You cross your arms and in one movement, lift them above your head and remove your T-shirt totally. You drop it down beside you, and put you arms back behind my head. You can feel the air against your skin. It is pleasantly cool. I reach up to your shoulders and slip off your bra, sliding it down. You take you arms away from my head just long enough for me to slip the bra off them.
All the while I have been slowly licking and sucking your left nipple. You move me the right nipple, and I continue licking and sucking it, drawing circles with my tongue. I can feel you breathing has started to speed up, and is now deeper. I glance up, not taking my lips away for a second, and you are smiling and staring out into space, elsewhere perhaps.
I feel your grip on the back of my head has relaxed a little, and I start to kiss down, kissing and licking under the breast as I move. I kiss down your belly, to you navel, where I pause only for a second to lick gentle inside your navel. It tickles and you giggle but I have already move on.
I move my self around a little positioning myself at your feet between you legs. I lie down on the ground on my stomach, and rest my head on your pubic hair , and gently nestling the top with my chin as I glance up at your face and smile wryly. I keep moving down. I slide my tongue quickly down the centre slit and back up again. I feel you jump a little to the sensation.
I can taste you on my tongue. A little warm and sweaty, but also your perfumed soap. I stop to savour the taste for a second or two before moving down a little further. I slide my tongue down the centre until I reach your vagina, and then draw it back up again. I can just taste the sharp sweetness on the tip of my tongue. I work my tongue around your clitoris now. Drawing small circles.
I trace a pattern on you clitoris, but you don't recognise it. I trace another. It seems familiar, but you can't tell what it is. I trace a third. You recognise this one. It's a "C". I am writing the alphabet on your clitoris with my tongue! You can believe it but in a moment you realise that the first two patterns were A and B. It makes sense now. You lie back as I slowly trace the D, E and F. You can feel yourself starting to come already, and you close you legs to hold my head in place.
I can feel the warm, soft sin of you thighs against my cheeks. I cannot move, but don't want to as I am happy with my writing. G, H, I. I make the "I" very long, all the way up. I can feel you whole body shudder and I do it, and you take a sharp intake of breath, although I can't here that as my ears are squashed between your legs.
I can feel you whole body start to shake now. You legs are quivering. Slowly I trace the J, the K the L, the spasms increasing rapidly. Suddenly, you legs squeeze my head tight and you whole body stars to jerk. I have to put my arms out to stop you from rolling over with me. A feel both your hands, which had been behind your head, shoot down and grab my hair, pulling me up and pushing me down, hard into you delicious wetness. After about a minute of me sucking your grip slackens, and you legs fall apart a little. A bring my head and up take my first breath of air for nearly two minutes.
I look at you. Your face is red, flushed with colour. You open you lips a fraction and whisper "Thankyou" but before you can finish the word I have already started to move back down again. I plan to finish the alphabet. You lie back and look up at the little patches of blue visible through the branches above. Somewhere nearby a squirrel is gathering nuts. He looks at us and decides we are neither Food, Threat, nor mate, and so ignores us and goes back to whatever it is squirrels do.
You can feel me again, tracing the patters with my tongue. M, N, O, P, Q is good, you shudder a little with pleasure. I can feel this, and move my hands up the front of you to your breasts. I cover your breasts with my hands, gently caressing and squeezing them. "R" You can feel the soft skin on my hands warm against you breasts as I cup them and move my hands around them. "S" You can feel that you are going to come again soon, and bring you legs together involuntarily.
Now I am captured. Whether I like it or not I am along for the ride, which is OK, because you know I like it. "T" your legs have begun to shake again already, sooner than I expected. You can feel the tension building inside the walls of your vagina, you don't know how much longer you can wait.
Your hands come down to rest on the top of my head, running your finger through my hair, you fingers gentle, but stiff with tension. U, V, W. I can you legs shaking a lot now, and can tell you will come soon, but I want to finish the alphabet.
All you are aware of is the feeling between you legs. Around you the forest appears to go silent, distant, like a film paused. Nothing is moving. Later you will remember how the sky through the trees looks like some bizarre blue crazy paving, but for now it is meaningless. All that matters is that feeling, overwhelming you. Flowing through you. Encompassing you.
With "X" I bring my right hand slowly underneath me so that you don't notice. Or you do notice but choose not to care. All you know is what is coming as you force yourself to remember to breathe.
"Y" Your hands grab my head firmly and hold it in place. You don't know why, you know I wont move, but somewhere deep inside your mind something tells you to make sure I stay there. You feel the warmth, the tingle, the heat, the fire inside. Nothing else matters. Not life. Not death. Just the feeling. I know what comes next, and slowly, but surely, trace the Z.
I feel your whole body go rigid, almost leaping clear of the ground. As soon as I feel that, I push my right index finger deep within your Vagina. Not fast, but hard and firm. I can feel the walls of your vagina squeezing and relaxing against my finger. I withdraw it and insert my forefinger instead, again, deep and hard. I push it in, bend the end and then repeatedly push it in, not taking it out, just pushing it in a little further.
I remove my finger and pause a second, before re-inserting both fingers. Using both, I can get deeper, pushing against the top of your vagina. Bending my finger and pushing them in and out, but never out more than half an inch seeming to get further in each time.
You legs are shaking so much it feels like I am between two jackhammers. Two soft, gentle jackhammers. Even with my ears covered, I can still here you cry out. It is a deep animal earthly sound, from deep within your soul. The sound lasts for what seems like an hour, but is in fact only 2 or 3 minutes. All the time I keep licking hard with my tongue, and pushing, nearly ramming my fingers into you.
The feeling is too much. Your mind is overwhelmed. You are aware of nothing except the sensation, the fire, the tongue, and the fingers pushing inside you bringing new heat with every push. The forest is gone. All you can see is darkness. Now you can see a few pinpoints off light, but nothing you can focus on. You can still feel the heat hoping it will never end.
The pinpoints of light look like stars. The stars slowly, and against your wishes, group together into galaxies. These group together and slowly start to make up the patches of sky between the branches. You feel the sudden urge to breath, and realise you can't remember the last time you did.
Now you are panting. I am still licking, but have at some point positioned myself so my nose was just high enough to breathe. My fingers and still slowly working away, in and out, but I can feel that the spasms are fading. You notice that there are 3 fingers in now, but have no idea when the third was entered, and don't care.. You let go of my head, and you arms drop down beside you, uselessly, tired, spent.
You lift you head to look at me, your mouth opens to speak, but nothing comes out, so you give up and let it drop back to the ground. You allow you legs to go slack, and then lay them flat down. I finally stop licking and kneel up.
"Hhhhmmmm. What's next?" I say
Saw you on feesch
