Let him have you

“Yes,” you whisper back. The man moves his hands in response to your answer, hooking them on the sides of your shorts and slowly pulling them down your sultry legs. His lips and tongue tease the sensitive skin of your back and ass as he parts you of your lower garments. After one barrier is gone, he proceeds to the one around your chest, rising up so that he can roll your top off your body.

You’re not really sure why you’re letting him do this. Are you simply agreeing to help the man, thinking this will help him? Even you’re not that kind. Is it because you fantasied about a situation like this before—a beautiful man in the wilderness who wants nothing else but you? Perhaps you’re simply lost in the moment, easily persuaded in your tired, hungry, and sleep deprived state.

It doesn’t matter. You want this. You’re boiling from the inside with need. Nothing will undo the desire you have for him right now.

The scalding touch of the man’s fingertips run up your body one last time as he traces your curves. His hands land on your shoulders and he begins to gently push you downwards. You do not fight back, willingly letting him guide you to his needs. He place you on all fours, your backside presented to him a wonton display. You look over your shoulder, deep breaths escaping from your slightly agape mouth, both out of nervousness and excitement.

You see him resume planting kisses on your pale, bare skin. He starts at your hip, then moves to your backside, before disappearing out of sight behind the pear shape of your derriere. The next thing you feel is a hot tongue press to your entrance. You gasp and your eyes roll back as it explores about your womanhood, flicking your exposed nub.

This isn’t simply a means to get you wet. You were already quite ready for him before he ever pressed his lips your quim. He wants you to come, and you allow him have the pleasure of driving you to completion. You let your body get carried away by the waves of release. You moan out lightly and your head rolls back. You tense up for a moment before the pleasure explodes from deep inside you. You shake and buck lightly under his firm grip, his tongue continuing to flick at your button in time with each spasm, making the pleasure soar tenfold.

As your body calms down and your afterglow comes over you, the man takes up position behind you. You give him a glance out of the corner of your eyes, seeing him grip his sizable manhood in his fist. He points it to your virgin flower and slips the head past your pussy lips. As the head rests inside you, pushing against your maidenhead, he moves his hands to your hips. His fingers grip you tight, making sure you don’t escape before he had a chance to claim you fully. All it takes is for him to thrust forward.