After setting up camp and having dinner, they spread several large picnic blankets on the loamy, leaf-covered ground by a roaring fire. The strange artifact they found earlier that day lay perched atop of a pile of ropes, the flames twinkling and dancing in its polished, reflective surfaces. As the firelight flickered, one could almost think it was moving on its own — but the man and woman paid it no attention -their eyes were for each other.
As they lay by the fire, they sipped wine, made out, and slowly shed their outer layers. They swayed to an unheard rhythm and soon she was astride him. He teased her nipples through the stretchy material of her sports bra. She ground her bottom against his stiffening member and pulled his hands down to her hips. She gyrated even more, raising her arms as she hooked her fingers under the tight elastic of the bra. She smoothly pulled it off over her head, her 34C breasts dropping magnificently as her silky dark hair slipped through the garment and spilled back down on her back and shoulders.
She waved the bra aloft like a bullrider for a few seconds, then she dropped it on his face playfully and leaned forward to kiss him. His hands roamed all over her back, then came forward to tease her nipples and cup her magnificent mammaries. She leaned further forward to smother him with her breasts. He lavished her soft tits with the warm praise of his lips and tongue, which stood in sharp contrast to the rough stubble of his face. His hands moved south to tug at the waistband of her leggings.
She planted her hands on both sides of his head and raised her back into mountain pose, then stepped forward and stood up over him. Her hips shimmied to the inaudible rhythm of their passion, her arms reaching into the night sky like a human flame.
She turned her back to him, facing the fire, and slid her tights down off her bottom. She bent at the waist, sliding the tight-fitting fabric down her long, tanned legs to her ankles, then stepped out of them. She backed up towards him, the fire outlining her luscious curves as he admired her nude silhouette. She rhythmically backed towards him and lowered her ass towards his chest.
He raised his hands to brace her cheeks as she got back down on her knees astride him, but this time she was facing away, and in a perfect position for him to make out with her other lips. He spread her perfect cheeks apart and began to lap at her smooth brown labia. In the shadow of her moon he was mostly in the dark, but eating pussy properly was something best done by feel anyway.
As she felt his hands and tongue begin to probe and explore her womanhood, she dug hungrily in his pants for his cock. Freeing his thick, circumcised member from its fabric confinement, she settled in to consume him inch by inch.
She ran her togue around the head of his shaft then enveloped him in her warm wet lips. He raised his bottom and shoved his pants down further out of the way, so she had free reign to stroke his full length, about 14 cm and very girthy. Her fingers barely fit around him. She also played with his balls, rolling them in her fingers as she worked her way down and further down his dick.
The more she stretched her jaw to accommodate him, the more saliva drooled onto his cock. He was now thrusting his hips up into her mouth and had gotten his left hand on the back of her head to urge her to take him all the way into her throat. She gagged and choked, then felt the satisfying vibrations of his groans and ever more enthusiastic lapping at her dripping cunt. They escalated the intensity of their oral administrations by turns, each urging the other to stretch to new heights of pleasure.
Suddenly, he brought his right hand down hard on her ass with a resounding slap. She yelped a little in surprise. When they got like this in a 69, they usually sucked and licked each other to completion, sometimes falling asleep in the position. But now she felt him stirring beneath her. He brought his hand down on her cheeks a dozen more times, alternating his blows while thrusting his cock more forcefully into her face.
Then he wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug and rolled the both of them to the right. Now he was straddling her face and could piledrive his meaty dick into her throat. He sank his shaft into her mouth with a few slow, deliberate strokes, all the way until she choked, and his nuts were touching her nose. Then he dismounted and stood up, kicking away his remaining clothes, and circling her like a predator sizing up his prey.
Once she caught her breath, she opened her legs and began to touch herself, tracing a finger through her dripping pussy and pinching a brown nipple with the other hand. His saliva-covered scepter was completely erect and twitching with the flow of blood to his groin. As he paced around her in the firelight, there was something primal in his face and eyes that she had never seen before. It was almost frightening, but she was too excited and horny to be scared.
“On your knees.” He ordered.
She scrambled to her knees and gathered her hair behind her back. The fire was to her back and he stood bathed in its reddish-orange glow, his wet cock glistening in the flickering light. She took him in her hand again, running her tongue from his balls to his tip, and welcoming him into mouth again.
He wrapped both hands around her head and pulled her lips all the way down to the hilt again. She wrapped her hands around his bare, muscular cheeks and dug her nails to urge him into her as the facefucked her for a minute or more. Then he stopped her and raised her face up to look at him, her big brown eyes begging for more. He put his hand firmly but gently around her throat and bent down close to her ear.
“I am going to FUCK you now.” he said, enunciating each word as a command. “Do you want that?”
She nodded meekly, barely whispering a yes.
He straightened a little and slapped her face, “Yes, what?”
“Yes…Master?” She said, tentatively. He was often the more dominant of the two, but they had never really done formal honorifics or rules.
He softened his grip a little, running his thumb roughly around her mouth. “What do you want your Master to do you, Slut?”
She bit her lip, the degradation and his forcefulness thrilled her. “I want you to fuck me, Master.”
He smiled and squeezed a little harder, “And do you know where I am going to cum, my little Slut?”
She searched for an answer, he didn’t really have a preference. Then she knew what the right answer was.
“Wherever you want, Master.”
He smiled a leering grin she had never seen before as he straightened up and towered over her. He circled around behind her, placing himself between her and the fire. “Worship your Master.” He ordered.
She turned and began to crawl on her knees towards him, reaching for his cock to please him with her mouth again, but he swatted her away.
“Face down, ass up.”
She lowered her head toward the ground, resting on her elbows while her bare breasts wobbled gently underneath her.
He loomed in front of her and put his bare foot on the base of neck, pressing down. “Face DOWN, Slut.”
She relented, lowering her face to the ground, stretching her arms out in front of her towards the fire. His other foot was in front of her, so she clasped it with both hands. Satisfied with her position for now, he took his foot off her neck and walked around behind her, knelling astride her calves as she presented her dark holes to him and to the night air.
No longer content to subserviently lick at her womanhood, he needed to penetrate and ravish her. He laid his shaft between the split of her cheeks and ran the tip of his cock up and down the length of her sopping lips. He positioned himself at the entrance of her cunt, took firm hold of both her hips, and pulled himself into her.
She sighed and pushed back against this thrust, feeling him fill her. She squeezed his manhood and ground her ass back against his thighs, accommodating his girth. He withdrew and pushed in again, more forcefully but with less resistance as her slick juices coated his shaft. He didn’t wait as long this time before withdrawing and slamming in again. His tempo increased, a measure at a time, and his balls slapped against her tiny pink button.
He growled primally, pitoning in and out of her like a steam engine. She gripped the blanket and rolled her head from side to side as she cried out in delight. He slowed at the bottom of one thrust, grinding up and down, side-to-side and reaching forward to play with her breasts.
She reached back with one hand to strum at her pussy, urging him to fuck her harder. In the delirious pleasure of his pounding, she realized she was staring at the alien wooden object, only a couple meters away. The angle and reflection of the fire made it look like two eyes staring into her soul. She felt a strange desire to be filled by more than just one man. She wanted a cock in her mouth again, and in each hand, and to have every inch of her skin caressed and pawed at by beings hungry to please themselves with her body.
She heard him spit and felt a warm wetness at her backdoor. He ran his thumb around the rim of her asshole, then wriggled his thick digit into her puckered brown opening. She cried out, “Oh yes, fucking FILL me Master. Fill every hole of your little Slut. Que rico…”
Her moans became less intelligible as he resumed the pace of his thrusts, filling her asshole up to the knuckle of his thumb. She bucked and writhed beneath him as they pounded together towards climax.
She let out a prolonged cry as she flailed at her pussy and clit, bursting forth in a gush of fluid as her pelvic muscles contracted on his penetrating cock. Her climax pushed him over the top as well, flooding her cunt with thick pulses of cum as he let out a guttural orgasmic growl. He kept thrusting for as his penis remained engorged, savoring the friction of her insides against his hyper sensitized skin.
They collapsed beside each other on the blanket and barely spoke a word for several minutes, just holding hands as they tried to catch their breath, his cream oozing from her gaping pussy.
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