Enjoying the sunshine…

I'd had some bad news at work and was feeling pretty shitty. Mr P just seemed to tune into me and know how to make me feel better. He told me to meet him in a car park near a local beauty spot. I wasn't sure what he was planning and just envisaged sitting on a bench in the sun and having a cuddle. How wrong I was. 

It was such a hot day. I had a sundress on. Buttons all the way up the front and full length with lots of fabric. I had summer shoes on too….not at all substantial. I arrived at the carpark and Mr P was walking down from a wooded area. I wondered how long he had been there. He walked straight to his car and took out a bag. He took my hand and started to lead me into the woods. We walked for a while, him striding in his trainers and occasionally checking I was still behind him, me in my little summer shoes wondering whether this was going to be another holly bush encounter. It was so much better.  

We walked out of the woods into a more open area. It was open but totally secluded. The terrain was so uneven you really couldn't see anything around you. But this did not make walking easy. I stumbled a few times and sometimes Mr P turned to check on me but sometimes he just strode on. I was starting to get a little annoyed as he walked over branches and clumps of grass. It was so wild it was hard to tell where you could safely put your feet….not a problem if you are tall, strong and wearing the right footwear! 

It seemed to be getting hotter, and steeper, and more uneven, when we suddenly stopped next to a tree stump. ‘Sit down,’ he said. I did as I was told and sat on the edge of the tree stump. He kneeled next to me and slid his hands up my skirt, slowly whilst maintaining eye contact. He took hold of the waist band of my knickers and pulled them down, lifting each foot one by one so he could remove them completely. He slid his fingers from my ankles, round the bend of my knees, to my pussy. I felt his fingers part my lips and I knew I was already wet for him. He seemed pleased and sighed when he felt me. He slid his fingers back and to, across my clit so gently. It was pure pleasure. The combination of the sunshine, being so secluded, and having my clit stroked was lovely. I felt the familiar ripple of pleasure start to build throughout my body and just wanted more. I wanted to cum quickly to release the tension I had throughout my body, but he wouldn't let me. As I reached the peak, he stopped, kissing me deep and wet and hard. He did this over and over and over and all I wanted was to cum. Mr P had other plans.

Mr P reached for his bag and took out a blanket, shaking it out and laying it on the floor. ‘On your knees,” he said, and I stood and got down on all fours. I knew I was incredibly wet and wasn't surprised when he pushed his cock into me. I briefly felt bad I hadn't made any attempt to stroke him or to taste him before he fucked me, but he didn't seem bothered. He slowed his pace again so I couldn't cum quickly. This was really hard to deal with as all I wanted was to cum. He lingered on my pussy with his hard cock, teasing me and making me beg for it. I found myself pushing my body backwards again so I could swallow him up. He knew my tricks and held me firm with hands on either side of my waist. 

My breath started to quicken and I couldn't hold onto it any more. Mr P, however, was determined I would bow to his control. He withdrew and pushed me to the side so I was lying on the blanket with him kneeling next to me. He kneeled closer to my face, pulled his shorts down - no underwear again - and I saw his cock was so big and hard, it was pulsing and looked like it might be uncomfortably hard. He stroked himself, just with a finger and his thumb and I could see there was barely any pressure from his hand. He kneeled with a perfectly straight back. I wondered whether he had been in the army, but later found out it was a family trait…perfect posture. I started to wonder whether he wanted to cum on my face or in my mouth and got really excited. 

After a few minutes, he pushed me. I was getting used to his subtle gestures, pushes, expressions, eye movements and knew what he wanted. I lay on my back and spread my legs as far as I could. The sun felt so good and I was a little worried the heat would dry out my pussy! I wanted to stay as wet as possible for him. He climbed between my legs. Was he going to fuck me in a field and cum deep inside me? His eyes were intense and I knew what this meant. He was ready to fuck me hard and needed to cum. He put his hand on my chest and held me down as he pushed his hips towards me. I felt his cock push against my thigh, my pussy and then push its way inside me. I gasped. His cock was harder than I've ever felt it. He was clearly not concerned about being discovered and was more than happy fucking outside. 

This was so exciting to me. I loved risky sex and outside public sex was one of my favourite things. I had mentioned this before but it was cold at the time and I don't think he was keen!

I lay there, looking at the blue sky, feeling this giant of a man fucking me over and over and over until I felt a huge pulsing inside me and he came and came. I felt a surge of joy. I loved being wanted and I loved the thought I turned him on so much he had to have me. 

Again, I wondered how long we would have enjoying this…did we have a ‘shelf life?’