Someone had managed to slip it into his hand last night, but in the confusion of the crowd that swamped him, he had looked around 2 seconds too late, only to see the shadowy figure wander down the street. The handwritten note said:
"if you find the lilies in the women's garden, opposite the little cave in the domain tomorrow at 2, then you will find me… x"
As he wanders down the hill, finding the location she described, he instantly understands why she has chosen this place. To his right there is what seems like a little cavern. Large ferns providing a cover for all sorts of debauched activity… but surely not at 2 in the afternoon… he makes a mental note to bring her back here later tonight and as he does, toys with the thought of her naked in there under the moonlight, arching her back as he drives himself in to her, inch by inch, running his hands down her smooth chest as she pushes herself on to him. His cock stiffens and a small groan escapes his lips. He has to find her, and soon. As he looks to his left, he spies the lilies. And then he sees her. Lying on the grass, arms above her head, book in one hand. She appears to be in some other world, mouthing the lyrics to some song; he wonders what music she likes to fuck to. He looks her over... her long arms, soft skin that looks like chocolate in the afternoon sunlight, full soft breasts, her nipples stiffening against the fabric of her white top as she appears to move her body, almost dancing to the music as she lay on the ground. Her long dark legs, barely covered by her skirt which she has pushed up her thighs… It's too much. He walks around to the entrance and into the secluded area, disturbing a small group of birds as he does so. She sits up and looks directly at him, then down to the bulge in his trousers.
She purrs a hello and he can feel his cock grow even harder at the first sound of her voice. Motioning for him to sit down next to her, but continuing listening to her music, her voice like honey, she closes her eyes and sings softly, mesmerizing him. He's willing her to touch him, acknowledge his presence, that he had made it here, promises of play now burned in to his brain, but instead she slowly pulls herself up and reaches behind her to grab her book, the thin white fabric straining against her breast as she leans towards him. She slides her long fingers along the curve of her breasts and pulls the Ace of Spades from the valley between them. She grins at him, though he barely notices. His eyes are fixed on her breasts, straining, begging him to remove them from their constraints.
As she trails off, he feels her hand rise toward his zip, her fingernails raking his leg through his pants. Her face changes almost immediately when she feels how hard his cock actually is. She pushes him gently back on the grass, slowly undoing the zipper, in the same motion, covering him with the expanse of her skirt as she moves herself on top of him and as the warm breeze hits his naked skin, it is instantly replaced by another sensation, warm, wet and inviting.. He realizes that she is completely naked under the fine layers of cotton pushes himself into her, feeling her flesh give way. She raises her hips and puts her hand on his chest and lowers herself half way down his now throbbing cock. He groans, she covers his lips with her own, kissing him as deeply as he wanted be inside her.
She is pulsing around his cock, milking him. He sits up; wrapping her legs around his waist and returns her kiss. A short sharp breath escapes her lips as he pulls himself out of her then instantly slams his cock deep into her. He growls, lifting her off him, watching her face change at the shock of the power shift and zipping himself back up, grabs her hand and pulls her out of the garden, across the path and into the little cave where he sits down on the rocks, staring at her.
She smiles sweetly, removing her clothes and stands naked amongst the ferns. He pulls out his phone and takes a picture. Fumbling, he replaces it and reaches to touch her clit, roughly pushing apart her legs. One finger slides easily into her wetness, then another. She kneels over him as he twists his fingers in and out of her, biting at her nipples, one hand over her mouth, the other working her to furious orgasm. He can feel her pussy throbbing in his hand, her juices dripping down his fingers and as he feels her reach her peak, he slides another finger inside her, making her bite his hand hard enough to make him stop to pull out his cock, now glistening with pre-cum. She twists herself and takes his length into her mouth… as far as she can. He sighs, holding her head, gently pushing her further down on to him. The temptation is too great and he pushes his fingers deeper inside her making her moan around him.
Without warning, he stands her up, turns her around and slides himself into her. Groaning as she pushes back on to him, the wetness engulfing him, he starts moving faster until he is slamming his cock into her, their breath getting shorter and shorter. He knows this will not take long and grabs her hair and with his other hand, pulls her hips so she has nowhere to go. Tightening around him, she begins to whimper. She looks back to him, hungry for more, his own orgasm building inside him, he could hold on but she won't let him.
Seconds away, he manages to pull out of her, fingers inside her again, as he turns her over and pushes his cock into her open mouth. She sucks, willing him to explode inside her, desperate to taste him.. Her taste mingles with his as he explodes into her mouth, missing slightly, a small trail of cum sliding down her cheek. She swallows, looking satisfied.
"Nice to finally meet you…"
