If You Go Down To The Woods Today

It’s a mild yet rainy night at the end of a long, hot summer. It’s late – about midnight – and my date and I are driving back from a wedding party. I have to admit I am a little tipsy, sat in the passenger seat, my tight blue dress riding up my thighs, revealing a flash of my suspenders and nylon tops.

I glance over at my date in the driver’s seat. His side profile is so handsome. Dark hair, dark eyes, well defined jaw and cheek bones. I cast my eyes down to his crisp, fitted shirt under his waistcoat, down to his suit trousers. I smile at his big, strong hands that grip the steering wheel. And his smell too, he’s wearing my favourite cologne. We’ve not been dating long, and my lust for this man burns deep inside me.

The route home takes us through a forest. During the day it’s full of ramblers, cyclists and dog walkers…but at midnight on this rainy summer’s night the forest is deserted. The headlights of the car light up the shadows momentarily before plunging them into darkness again as we pass by. Alone and so remote, a naughty idea flashes through my mind.

‘Can you pull over for a moment, I need some air’…..I ask him.

He pulls off the road, onto a track under a canopy of trees.

I fiddle with the stereo, putting on one of my favourite songs, a slow and sensual track, before climbing out of the car.

‘Dip the headlights but keep them on‘ I tell him. He smiles as he watches me move, as elegantly as I can manage in my very high heels, onto the track in front of the car.

Feeling a rush of naughtiness, kink and passion, I stand in front of the car, breathing in the cool and fresh midnight air as the headlights illuminate every aspect of my body.

I start to dance, slowly at first, swaying my hips from side to side and raising my arms up above my head. I used to dance professionally (he has no idea), and the moves come back to me as if it were yesterday.

My hands begin to explore as I swing my body to the music – along my legs, up my torso, my neck, over my face and through my hair.

I was always one of the highest earners in my club, and although I can’t see him through the glare of the headlights, I know his eyes will be transfixed on me.

As I continue to sway and gyrate, I slowly peel my dress off over my head. Just on cue the rain ups the ante, and breaks through the tree canopy, dripping and dribbling down my toned physique and soaking my black lacey lingerie.

Undeterred, I continue to dance, my hair now dripping wet and my erect nipples pertly popping over my half cup bra.

I undo my bra, hold it out to the side teasingly and drop it to the ground. I slowly peel off my panties, flicking them away. The rain pours on.

Standing in front the car, water dipping down my body, in only my suspender belt, stockings and Louboutin heels, I gesture with my index finger towards the lights…..’come here‘ I mouth.

I can’t see a thing through the glare, but I hear a car door open and his dark silhouette appears in front me. He grips me passionately by the back of my head, pulling my mouth to his. His kisses are deep, long, lingering, electric.

I jump up, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he carries me over to the bonnet of the car where he lies me down onto the cool, wet metal. He stands, undoing the fly of his suit trousers and reaching inside to pull out his big, throbbing cock.

Leaning over the top of me again he enters me, his hands gripping mine, pinning me down on the car, his mouth against mine, his tongue probing.

The sex is fast, strong, animalistic, rough. The rain continues to pour onto us with every stroke. I groan in pleasure as he fucks me there in a forest under the night sky.

‘I want you in my mouth’ I tell him and he stands up, releasing his grip. I climb off the bonnet and crouch in front of him, in my high heels.

His hands on the back of my head again, he pushes his cock into my mouth and slides it back and forth over my tongue. I love the taste of him. I love being a naughty, greedy girl for him. I lower one hand between my legs to play with myself while I devour every inch of his cock again and again.

‘Naughty, sexy girl’ I hear him say between moans.

It doesn’t take long for me to feel his sticky hot seed filling my mouth, or me to feel my own dripping down between my legs onto my fingers.

I look up and smile, and he grins back.

‘I’m drenched!’, he tells me.

‘Me too’, I laugh as I climb to my feet to search for my underwear. And I mean in more ways than one…..

Emily xx

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