Star-Bathing
by Raindear816©
(Sweet Lil Wicked One)
We met at the garden gate per my request. The autumn evening was still warm with breezes coming off the bayou outside our French hideaway. You greeted me with a tender kiss and that smile I know and love.
"Where are you takin' me sweetheart?" You asked inquisitively.
"Some place special, you'll see."
We began to walk hand in hand down the path towards a small boat banked on the shore of the bayou. The breeze caught my sheer summery dress revealing my creamy skin bathed by the moonlight.
"You are beautiful, love." You said as you kissed my head.
Your voice caresses my soul, sending heavenly spirits jolting throughout my body. I adore you so.
"Look what we have here!" I said, with a tone of suggested surprise and excitement, and climbed into the boat.
You know me better than that. "I think you already knew this was here darlin'. Are you gonna make me work on our date?" You said with an arched brow.
"I promise, if you row us to that little island over there, you won't be sorry." I winked and pointed to a grassy spot of land with an old gazebo in the middle.
Obliging me, you pushed us off into the water and began rowing smoothly. The pleasure of sex under the stars being the driving force behind each stroke of the oars across the water.
The sounds of unseen wildlife protested our presence and echoed across the bayou.
I smiled at you, admiring your handsome and powerful presence as the exercise of your shoulders and arms pulled at your shirt. The sight of you, my desire, and the warm night heated me. I unbuttoned the top button of my dress.
"Warm, darlin'?" you asked.
"Mmm-hmm. The temperature hasn't dropped much for a fall night."
"We're in the South, baby. It gets cooler here in November." You laughed.
My fingers worked the second button, and you leaned in for a better look. You just could about see the swell of my breasts as my bodice parted.
Then I went for the third button and my full breasts, covered only in a filmy something, spilled out.
"You must be really warm," you commented, conversationally, not wanting to discourage me from my boldness that was raising your temperature.
"I am. It's so hot tonight," I replied just as conversationally, before lifting a hand to sweep up my hair off my neck.
Extending my arm up had an amazing effect both on my bodice and your rocketing body heat. This little show was intentional, so you sat back, shut up, and hoped I wouldn't stop. It was obvious from the tent forming in your pants, that you'd be happy to row the boat in circles all night to help me explore this daring side of my personality.
The fourth button slid free of its hole, then the fifth, sixth, seventh, revealing that filmy little something I wore that was so transparent that the stars reflected off my sleek curves.
I met your gaze as I shrugged halfway out of my dress. I stared at you with a wicked glimmer in my eyes, and asked, "You don't mind do you?"
"Oh baby-doll, please get comfortable. One of us should, my cock is stiff enough to use as an oar!" you laughed.
Slipping my arms through the sleeves, I let the dress slither into a puddle around my hips, leaving my upper body clad in nothing more than starlit silk so sheer, my nipples smudged into darkened swirls. "There, that's much better."
"Hot dayum, baby, I agree!"
Sighing, I tipped my face to the night sky and closed my eyes, offering you the opportunity to caress my every curve glistening in the glowing mist with your gaze.
As my full breasts rose and fell with every breath and my nipples peaked through that whisper of silk, you forced the oars through the water with careful strokes designed not to jar me from my star bathing. My body was spread out before you, wanton and inviting; spiking your need to touch me and see just how far I'd go with my bold game.
I drove all questions from your mind when I lifted my bottom and shimmied the dress over my hips. The lightweight fabric rode down my smooth thighs, along my calves, finally pooling around my feet. At your feet. This boat was not big.
Freeing myself from the circle of fabric, I stretched until my toes tickled your crotch, snapping you out of your daze.
"Baby, you do realize, you're sittin' practically naked in the middle of the bayou, don't you?"
My lashes fluttered open and speared you with a sparkling gaze. "The real question is, how fast can you get us to the shore over there?" Letting my legs drift apart, I aimed a vision of my barely covered pussy your way.
With growing amazement, you watched my fingers glide slowly down the expanse of my stomach, along the juncture of my thighs, brushing aside the scrap of fabric and zeroing in on my ...clit.
Every drop of blood plummeted to your crotch so fast, you felt dizzy. You began to row faster, not losing sight of the performance I was giving you, nor the shore straight ahead.
My hips began to roll with the circling motion of my fingertips, making me moan out into the night.
"Baby, if you don't stop I'm going to take you right here!" you exclaimed.
"But if you do that, darlin', you'll capsize the boat and we'll have to wrestle the gators! And you don't really want to me to stop do you?" I taunted.
My hand drifted away from my pussy for a moment when you grumbled over losing one of the oars. I giggled. You seemed more determined to reach for me and the shore. You tightened your grip on the other oar, and leaned in to kiss me.
"I'll wrestle the gators for you, love." You palmed my breast with your free hand.
I arched my back and leaned into your touch, as it sent fiery burst of sex throughout my body centering low in the valley between my thighs.
The night was alive around us, filled with echoing sounds and sultry air that caressed us gently, as you caressed my breast with your mouth. The fine silk of my see-through garment was nothing more than a whisper separating flesh from flesh as you swirled your tongue around a rigid peak, drawing me inside your hot mouth.
I sighed, leaned forward and planted tender kisses upon the top of your head, whispering, "I adore you." I slipped my hands into your hair, down along your neck and over your shoulders.
Prolonging our voyage, you placed the solemn oar into the boat, scooted onto your knees before me and kissed me beside my ear, exhaling, "And I adore you, love."
My breath hitched audibly as you rolled my nipples between your thumbs and forefingers. You smiled as I squirmed as you trailed your mouth to the nape of my neck, nibbling and sucking lightly, sending shivers through me.
You kissed me with an urgency you could barely control. Your hands kneaded my breasts, sending soft sighs from my lips. I wanted you to plunge deep inside me, and let me prove that what we share is unique and worth believing in. I wanted you to feel my body treasuring yours.
"You've got to get us to the island." My voice was breathless, with urgency and need enough to make my heart stumble over itself.
"To the island, hmm?" You sat back leaving my kiss swollen-lips with one last flick of your tongue.
"Anywhere we can make love will do."
"This boat won't work, love?"
"No, I told you, we'd capsize and the gators will eat me."
"The only thing eating you tonight is me, baby!" you said with a devilish grin, and picked up the oar and began paddling with certain focus, getting us to the shore in no time.
The gazebo was in a sorry state of disrepair.
"Is this what you had in mind?"
"It'll do, now c'mere to me!" I said. Then I wound my arms around your waist and nuzzled against you, every barely clad inch of my curves made you long to get naked.
But I clearly had my own agenda for what was going to happen next, because I pulled your shirt up, forced you to lift your arms to help me drag it over your head. It landed onto the floor of the gazebo. The night air hit your bare skin in a burst of moist heat that was nothing compared to the warm humidity between my thighs as I dropped down to my knees, taking your pants along with me.
You barely had time to savor the sight of my golden head against your crotch before I left your shorts around your ankles and zeroed in on your erection. I drew you inside my mouth with one long, wet pull.
"Oh Fuck, Ashleigh, baby!" Your moan echoed through the night as your hips bucked hard.
I had a lip lock on you that was coiling your muscles so tight that the lightest brush of my hair around the skin of your balls made you shake. I gripped your ass with one hand, helping you to fuck your stiff rod into my mouth. My other hand gave your balls sweet attention, massaging in a firm, yet gentle squeeze.
This did more than make you shake.
You full-fledged rocked this time, driving your steel cock into my hot satin throat. My tongue was hot and insistent, wrapping you in a vortex of pleasure with every silken lick.
"Fuck, baby if you don't stop, I'm gonna cum!" you said in a strangled gasp.
But your words and your actions were at odds. You threaded your fingers into my soft hair, pulling me toward you...and your hips were swaying gently...and my tongue was rolling around your deliciously aching flesh, driving you out of your mind.
"Damn, Ashleigh." Cupping my face with your hands, you forced me to stop the rhythm that would push you right over the edge.
I replied with another long draw that made your knees buckle.
"Fuck."
You sank back against the rough wood of the gazebo's interior, feeling it scratch your back. When I sat on my haunches, drawing my mouth away and leaving your sweet erection exposed to the air, you groaned.
You had me up on my feet before I had time to gasp.
The filmy nothing I wore shimmered over my body in the darkness, but your eyes had long ago adjusted to the lack of light and you could see my every curve, the way my breasts quivered with each rise and fall of my chest. I wanted you to bury yourself inside me desperately.
"Baby, please don't make me wait." I pleaded. "Get behind me."
Your hands guided me to the railing. "Put your hands here and hang on."
I moaned as I did your bidding, braced myself and pressed my sweet ass back against you to cradle your hardness between my silk-clad cheeks.
You maneuvered aside the wispy silk, and wound up ripping apart snaps in your haste. There was now nothing to stop you from being where you wanted to be.
Finding me wet and ready, you took aim and sank inside with one hot stroke that dragged a groan from the depths of you.
My cry filled your ears, as I felt you throbbing inside. My body melted around you.
"Yes, oh GOD! Baby fuck me! You feel so fuckin' good!" I exclaimed.
You slipped your hands around me, down between my thighs. You rolled that nub with your fingertips, making me shudder and squeak with ecstasy, as my pussy began to clench around your fuck-pole. A full-bodied shiver went over me and wedged me around you even more.
As you dragged your mouth against my neck, nuzzling against my hair, I whimpered as I felt my body being carried away by your spirit stirring inside me. I tipped my head to the side so I could feel your lips upon mine in some form, on the side of my mouth. Our tongues tangled, warm velvet, and tasting of sex, you drew out of me and sank into me again, thrusting and thrusting harder, deeper.
"Oh fuck, I'm cummin'" I declared and ground my ass back against you. My wellspring of passion surged forth a warm wetness gushing around you like a fountain. Your finger slipped into my ass and felt the greedy squeezes of my body as I quaked around you.
"Fuck! Ashleigh!" Your body gathered and tightened as you plunged into my heated wet softness, again and again. My cunt seized around you tighter with each stroke. Your body exploded sending your molten seed into the depths of me.
"I adore you, I adore you." I said breathlessly, over and over as you grunted and growled your way through your orgasm.
The sweat from our bodies and the wetness from our slippery sex made squishy, slapping sounds. The erotic sounds echoed through the misty night. Your finger slipped from my ass, and your hand from my pulsing clit, now so sensitive, I could barely stand another touch.
"Whewwwwww!" You sounded breathlessly. Your heart thudded. Your thighs shook
I felt you slip out of my wet slit, and the love juices draining down my thigh. I turned to you and planted a kiss of adoration and gratitude upon your succulent lips, and embraced my still shaking body to yours.
"Mmm, I loved this. You were incredible." I said just inches from your lips.
You wrapped your arms around me tightly. "The manual labor to get here was worth it love, now, who's gonna get us back across they bayou?" You teased.
"Let's just lay on the grass and star bathe 'til we regain our strength, and I'll figure out another way to repay you." I said coyly.
