Oh, it was exquisite to watch, and a privilege to be invited to.
She wanders around the garden adjacent to her bungalow. I can tell from the way she smooths the white, thin cotton dress over her tummy that she is feeling horny. Her invitation earlier to ‘watch my garden’ was laden with a heavy overtone of sexual promise and desire that thrilled us both.
And now, there she stands, so soft, so vulnerable, and so utterly desirable.
She reaches over her shoulder with one hand and up her back with the other. A little fiddling and her dress falls from her and she simply steps out of it. I gasp involuntarily. Her breasts, exquisitely shaped have filled out a little. I recall their firmness, their taste, the pleasure of rolling an erect nipple around my lips and tongue, and causing her to hiss with pleasure/pain as my teeth grazed it.
The pale blue panties she is wearing cause another sharp intake of breath. They are mine. Dani has always been a little bigger than me across the hips and by the way the waistband digs into her, I know beyond doubt that they are mine. Moreover, they are dirty. They are the ones I wore yesterday, and last night. They are, I know, still wet from me, but no doubt now are wet from her too.
She wanders around the lawn area, barefoot and almost, almost, naked. All she needs is a daisychain in her hair to give her the full ‘flower girl’ look. Again, the hand roams over her lower belly. God, it’s sexy when she does that! The hand disappears briefly between her legs and she brings it to her nose and inhales. A smile etches itself across her face, and I know she is smelling us both. Her lips move. I manage to make out what she is saying. “Oh…I love your cunt.” In immediate response, my own cunt releases a great gout of wetness into my panties.
She pulls her hair back and ties it there, then almost immediately she squats. My mouth is dry as a bone (the only part of me that is) as I watch. Not for the first time, I offer a prayer of gratitude that I bit the bullet when I bought these binoculars. Zeiss’s finest. No distortion of any kind, anywhere. I see her, knees spread just so, waiting, drawing out the moment, until, her eyes close, and the material bulges and a cascade falls from her onto the grass.
She doesn’t wait. Her hand finds the waistband and pushes urgently inside. There is frantic movement and she cums. I find myself filled to overflowing with unbridled lust for her. I want to run down there, shedding clothes as I go. I want to have her right where she is now, outdoors, in her garden. I want to strip those sodden undies from her and lick her into ecstasy. I want….I need to feel her inside me, finger fucking me to the point of pain. I want her to hurt me….to abuse me…..to have me any way she needs to.
At the moment I fall on top of her, naked and oh, so ready, she flings her arms around me and says, “About fucking time. I’ve waited months for this.” My reply? Coarse, base and filled with desire.
“Shut up and fuck me, cunt!”
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