Worth the wait...

Waiting in my car.. I clench my thighs feeling the dull throb of anticipation. I had left off my panties and I could feel the heat between my thighs slowly increase. We had been msging for awhile now. He didnt live in Perth and was geographically unavailable. Perhaps it had been the persistence of his "cyber-advances" or the unmistakeable lust in his msgs or simply my indulgence into something based purely on physical aesthetics. But I had given into meeting a stranger in an anonymous park. He’s tall. Athletic. I feel dwarfed in my pink slippers and yellow sundress and infinitely feminine. For a few brief seconds the meeting is awkward as all first meetings are. Reaching up on my toes I slide my hands up and around his neck, kissing and my insides flood with instant heat. My arousal feels intoxicating. My breasts press against his chest. His hands slide up and under the short hemline of my skirt. His hands feel wonderful. Warm. Gentle. Sliding up my bare thighs grazing against the fullness of my buttocks. He pauses realising I'm naked. We both smile into the dark. We walk further into the park looking for a secret place. There is a circle of grass, velvet and inviting in the dark. It feels so effortless to turn in his arms and press my tongue into his mouth. Feel how aroused he is by me which in turn arouses me. The waiting has given us this pent up intensely brilliant moment. He is mesmerised by the heaviness of my breasts. The full dark aureoles. The silver glint of a piercing. I moan and writhe while he suckles my nipples, feeling the wetness pool and slowly start to leak out of my pussy. The urgency is unbearable. I want to taste him. I twist his nipples with my nails. Feel him inhale sharply remembering that this was as much a turn on for him as it was for me. I lave his nipples with my wet tongue momentarily soothing. I run my tongue down his chest and stomach. I slide my tongue snake-like, briefly, into his belly button. He wants me to move lower. I willingly oblige. His cock is indescribably hard, pulsing and aroused. I slurp greedily on his cock. His hands around my head force me to suck him deeper down my throat. The roughness of it makes me hornier than ever. His balls are smooth and I love sucking them. It’s his turn he says. He gently pushes me back onto the grass. My breasts are bare and he pushes my skirt up and around my waist. His tongue sears me with its heat. I can hear him lap at my wetness. I feel his fingers slide inside me, finger fucking me while his tongue teases my clit. The feeling of complete abandon is overwhelming. I have never felt so out of control and I find it addictive. He fucks me from behind and then on my back. On all fours, my ass and pussy wide open and very wet and ready to be penetrated any way he wanted. I love the feeling of his hard body against the softness of mine. There is an unbearable urgency. When he cums I ask him to cum on my breasts. My thighs are trembling. It was so worth the wait.