"We met in a secluded field,
the sun almost kissing the horizon. The warm breeze was full of that earthy,
musky scent, that only those fortunate to live outside the urban rat race know,
and the quiet whispering of leaves in the weeping willow overhead added the
final touch to the most romantic scene.
We lay there, both naked. I knew
that I had to have her, and have her now.
Without a word being spoken, I
moved into a position of dominance. I could feel instantly that this was what
she was waiting for, as she frantically thrust her pelvis at my approaching
organ. I moved slowly at first, inch by inch, until I was fully inside
her.
Then, as the tension rose, we threw caution to the wind and
abandoned ourselves to the moment.
Although inexperienced, she
approached every change of position with enthusiasm, moaning with despair, every
time I withdrew to prevent myself from ending it all too soon.
As the
sexual tension heightened towards the inevitable, mind-blowing climax, it was
all I could do to hold out any longer. Finally, the moment that we had been
building towards was upon us and passed all too quickly.
Breathlessly we
rolled together in the now damp grass. As the last deep orange glow of the long
setting sun melted into the darkness of approaching night, we lay there still
entwined in an amorous embrace.
I kissed her long and lovingly, and
whispered reassurance of how good she had been. She tenderly and sensuously
licked my inner ear, then whispered, ""Baaaaaaaa"" and rejoined the
flock.
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