The Stranger (Closed for heartofcourage)

Jen let out a moan as his hands traced down over the firm muscle and soft skin of her back. His hands were rough but he was incredibly gentle as she looped her arms around his neck and drew him further into the passionate kiss that they were sharing.

This moment felt so incredibly right. She didn't care that they barely knew one another, she knew that she needed to be in his arms in that moment. She had never wanted a man as much as she wanted Dave and she would have stopped at nothing to have him.
 
It was long moments, it felt like it lasted for days, like the stars had died out above them, yet it was over far too quick, they broke for breath. He gazed down into her eyes, savoring her warm breath as it washed over his face, he found his eyes drawn to her full, soft lips and it didn't take much conscious effort to imagine kissing her once more, in fact there was no imagination required, he kissed her once more.

This time much more boldly of course, his tongue slipping passed her lips, meeting her own tongue, pausing to taste, caress, tease and explore, his arms enfolded her small figure, drawing her flush against him, almost allowing no space untouched on each other's body.
 
Jen didn't hesitate for a moment as Dave pulled her against himself. Her lips parted, allowing his tongue to meet her own as their kiss deepened in a passionate way. Her arms curled around his neck as he pulled her body flush against his own. She could feel him harden against her belly. This is what she had wanted since she first laid eyes on him. It was going to happen. She would be the happiest woman in the world too.
 
Dave

This time he did not care about how long it felt, he just surrendered to the pleasure of the moment. He enjoyed the way her body melted against his own. How her lips accepted, her tongue moved, the soft little souds she made and the feel of her naked skin under his hands. Slowly stroking over the velvet softness, stopped only by the waist of her pants. He knew that she could feel his hardness, his growing need for her.

His hands slowly moved up her back, tabgling in her hair, slowly stroking through her locks, loving how they streamed through his fingers like so many strands of silk. They finally parted, sliding his fingers from her hair, he gripped her firm buttocks and lifted her on to the table. He leaned in, kissing her once more, his hands slowly stroking her thighs, skipping her shorts to run up her sides and down her back again.
 
Jen was completely lost in the moment. Everything was beautiful. The sunset was beautiful. The feel of his hands on her body was beautiful. The way that he kissed her until she was absolutely breathless was beautiful. She felt the warmth of her arousal spread through her belly and pool through her entire body.

She let out a gasp as his hands moved from her thick hair to her bottom, lifting her up onto the table that they had just eaten dinner at. Dave was a strong man, one that made her feel like the delicate beauty that she most definitely wasn't. Everything just seemed right with a man like him making love to her. She wouldn't have traded it for the world.
 
His kisses trailed from her lips to her jaw, to her neck, making sure that every bit of skin got covered in soft kisses as his hands continued their own exploration of her legs and body, not yet trying to slip off her shorts. His lips slowly traced her collarbones, moving to her shoulders and then back to her breastbone, edging ever lower, his hands slowly rising higher.

Finally he cupped her firm breasts in his hands, softly rubbing them, then with an upward glance at her face, he ran his tongue around a nipple, then withdrew, moved to the other and repeated the action. A few teasing licks and his lips fastened around her left nipple, slowly sucking as his tongue did a leisurely lick and flick action over the nub.
 
Jen tilted her head to look down at Dave. His hands were rough, but felt so incredibly good as he cupped her breasts before he teased her beaded nipples with his tongue. She let out a soft whimper, her fingers curling in his hair as he repeated the motion with the other nipple. He was certainly good at what he was doing, she thought to herself.

A sharp gasp followed by a low moan sounded as he fastened his lips around her nipple and sucked on it, his tongue leisurely flicking back and forth over the moan. Dear God, she thought as her shorts and panties grew hopelessly wet.
 
From her reactions it was clear that he was on the right path, at least she was enjoying it as much as he was enjoying doing it. He moved his mouth to her right nipple, his thumb and forefinger teasing slowly over her wet nipple as he took his time sucking and licking at her nipple. Enjoying the taste of her skin and the feel of her soft flesh against his lips and under his hands.

He could also feel how his own exitement became very much apparant, pushing to free itself of restraints. He knew there'd be time for that later, instead he kept lavishing attention on Jen's breasts, kissing, sucking, nibbling, licking, stroking, squeezing. He loved the little sounds she made and even the louder sounds was fabulous.
 
"Jesus, Dave." Jen moaned, watching him as he switched between her breasts, sucking and licking his way across her skin before he pinched her flesh in the most delightful way. "For a man that spends his time in the middle of nowhere, you certainly are damn good at what you're doing."

If he could make her this excited with just a few sucks and touches, what was he going to do when there was nothing between them? She was excited at the prospect of being loved by this man in the middle of nowhere.
 
He pulled from her hard nipple, the hard nub popping from between his lips with a lewd sucking pop. He smiled at her and moved closer, his hands pushing her legs open to make space for him. "And here I make it up as I go along. It is good that you like it so much." There was a naughty twinkle in his eyes as he kissed her, his hands slowly stroking her naked thighs again, moving upwards.

As he kept her attention occupied with the hungry kisses, his fingers did a rather good job of unbuttoning, unzipping and unbuckling the rest of her clothing. As he slowly drew away from her, he slowly slide her shorts and panties over her hips, "Well look at that, them naughty digits." He smiled up at her as he slid the clothing down her legs and toss them on on of the chairs. Leaving her naked except her shoes and socks, his gaze never left her eyes though, he moved closer again, his fingers slowly stroking over her now naked hips and buttocks.

"Perhaps you would like to unwrap your desert now?"
 
Jen blew out a breath as he made quick work of her shorts and panties, leaving her naked on that table save for her shoes and socks. Out there in the African sun, her skin a healthy glow as he stroked his hands over her bare skin, Jen felt herself falling even deeper for this man. It wasn't an infatuation. She really cared for Dave.

"You should have said something earlier if you wanted me to undress you too." Jen teased him as her hands reached for the buckle of his belt before she undid the fly on his pants. "You did such a good job on me I almost forgot."
 
He gave her a smile, his hands slowly running over her shoulders and back, watching her as she went to work on his remaining clothing. "Well you know what they say, ladies first. I just try to follow them words." He felt his shorts fall away and kicked them free, he could feel his own arousal pushing up against the material of his briefs.

He leaned in and captured her lips with his own, kissing her with abandon, stepping that half-step closer to give her easier access to undress him further, his hands now finding her breasts once more and gently stroking over them again.
 
There was something about Dave that was refreshing to be around. He wasn't pretentious and he made her sincerely laugh. The attraction that they shared seemed to be mutual and the moment that they were having was both incredible and steamy. It had been a while since she was with a guy and the setting that she was in added to the intimacy of the moment.

She let out a sigh as he leaned in and captured her lips, kissing her until she was breathless. His warm hands soon settled on her breasts, stroking over them gently as her fingers hooked in the band of his briefs. Soon, she was pulling them down over his hips, exposing his cock to the scenery around them.
 
There was only so far she could reach and he broke the kiss to push his briefs down all the way. He gave her a small smile, "I hope the lady doesn't mind." With those words, he sank down to his knees, slowly lowering his head between her thighs. Taking in the smell of her heated flesh and her arousal, it was quite a heady aroma and he wanted to taste her, so sudden an need that it almost caught him by surprise, though not completely.

Leaning in, he ran his tongue over the lips of her pussy, slowly running his tongue over her sex, his hands slowly exploring her firm thighs once again. His tongue slid in between her lips, lapping at her with deep, slow strokes, making sure to brush up against her clit with each upward stroke.
 
"God." Jen groaned as he sank to his knees, his face pressing between her thighs.

The moment that his tongue ran over her pussy lips, she swore she might come off the table. Her fingers were instantly in his hair, holding on as he lapped at her with sure strokes, hitting her clit each time and drawing a whine from her lips. It felt amazing, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes and let herself drift with the sensations.
 
With her fingers in his hair and the response of her body to his attentions, there was no need at all to stop and he didn't quite understand why he should even wanted to stop. He kept his sure, slow strokes of his tongue up, delving into her opening, feasting on her like she was the finest dinner ever conceived and in his mind she tasted better than anything man could ever prepare.

He slid his tongue between her folds, slowly stroking, then flattened his tongue again to ease over her lips. Wiggled his tongue over her hard clit, sliding his tongue into her, delving as deep with his tongue as he could go, sliding a hand to rest just above his nose, his thumb slowly rubbing in circles over her clit.
 
"Holy shit, Dave." Jen murmured as he tongued her slit, teasing her folds with slow strokes and constant pressure.

She was watching this handsome man, the one that she was perhaps developing feelings for, eat her out. It was an erotic sight. Very few men she would have allowed to get that close to her. He was definitely in a very rare group.

"Oh my God." She panted, her hips shifting as he wiggled his tongue over her clit and then slipped his tongue into her body. His thumb was soon there, rubbing her clit in circles as he continued to seduce her.
 
He loved that little edge her voice carried, the way her body responded to his most intimate touching. No need to stop at all and so that was what he did, he knew that it would most likely bring her to that point of no-return and in fact that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted her to orgasm, to feel that ultimate high right there in the dark of the night while the stars shone above, the nocturnals did their rounds, calling out, just to have her feel that high out here where he lived his life. Sure more were likely to follow, but this was what he wished for that moment, for her to fully enjoy it.
 
Jen's eyes closed and she was left with the feelings of what he was doing to her. She whimpered softly, her hips flexing against his lips as he pleasured her. It was like pure electricity racing up her spine to her brain. It was hard to process, but he was a doing a very good job of making sure that she came. The event was certainly right around the corner.

"Oh, God!" Jen cried out after a few more moments, her fingers curling in his hair as she orgasmed.

Her cry sounded so loud in the emptiness of the night around them. She couldn't help it. What he had been doing to her felt so damn good.
 
Ah there it was.

He loved each moment of her reactions to his actions and then her final release, he kept lapping and sucking at her, making sure to not lose any bit of her sweet nectar as her body released it during her orgasm. When her fingers finally started to relax their hold on his hair, he slowly rose, slipping her firm legs from his shoulders. He moved upwards then, finding her mouth, kissing her hungrily, his hands slowly exploring her warm body, his very own need pressed up against her.

He was asking without words, he did not take it for granted, he wanted this to be special for both of them and thus he took the long way, filling the memory of this with pleasure.
 
"You're good at that." Jen said with a happy grin on her features as Dave stood from his spot after he had made sure that her orgasm had subsided. "One of the best I've ever had."

She kissed him with an equal hunger, sighing as their lips explored one another while his hands traced up and down her sides. She could feel just how much he wanted her and it was a very welcome sensation. She almost couldn't wait for the moment that he would press into her body, filling her with what she really wanted.
 
Her words if not her actions was all that he needed and he moved closer to her, slowly sliding a hand down her side, over her hip and down the smooth curve of her inner thigh. Using his hand he guided the head of his throbbing member to her entrance, feeling the soft, wet skin underneath the head as he slid himself slowly into her entrance.

It felt like sliding into a silk-covered furnace filled with liquid velvet and he loved each moment of it. He paused there, feeling her body adjusting to his intrusion, then he slid deeper, pausing only to allow her adjusting to him. Their lips parted and he looked down at her as he slid back slowly and then pushed back into her, going that few inches deeper, their groins meeting at that last stroke. He stayed there, enjoying the sensation of her body moving against his, accepting his intrusion.

He slowly started to move inside her, slowly. Easing out and then back into her, loving each little contraction and sound she made.
 
Jen let out a long groan as he slowly pushed into her body. If she had known that the moment would have felt this good, she would have jumped his bones the first moment that she saw him. It was lovely, especially in the beautiful surroundings that they found themselves in.

"John. God." She murmured as he pumped in and out of her body slowly, his cock stretching her wet walls in the most wonderful way.
 
He leaned closer as he slowly moved inside her, his lips tracing small kisses in her neck, his hands slowly running over her long legs, cupping her buttocks and gently squeezing them as they moved together in this moment of passionate exploration. It had never felt this good, hell he could not ever remember feeling this way about anybody in his life.

He kissed her lips then, dipping his tongue inside her mouth for another taste, then withdrawing, pushing deeper into her with a slow push and withdrew, only to return. It was heaven, there was just no other way to describe the sensations.
 
Jen was in heaven as her lover took her to higher and higher heights. She whimpered, her head tipped back as he feasted on her lips and his strong, warm hands cupped her flesh. He was encouraging, loving, needing...there were no other ways to describe that very moment. It was simply absolutely beautiful.
 
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