The air was cool on the late summer evening as I parked my car, a green 2003 Pontiac Grand Am, at the parking lot of Ditto Landing, a local boat harbor known for teenagers and young adults to come at night to “get lucky.” And fortunately, since the boat harbor was abandoned except for the few hippies living on their house boats at least a football field behind up, that's exactly what I planned to do-- and hopefully she didnt recognize the plan as I pulled in to a parking spot.
“Is this the surprise?!” she exclaimed in excitement as she saw the sun setting behind the trees on the other side of the river, the only noise being a radio on a houseboat behind us and the highway bridge over the river a few hundred yards to our right.
“Yeah,” I smiled as I looked at her, the evening light bronzing her light skin and short blonde hair.
Before I could react, her lips pressed against mine in a short, sweet, kiss.
“This is beautiful!” she whispered as she pulled away.
I blushed and smiled and opened my door as she giggled at my red face. I opened my door and stepped out, and she did the same.
She stepped off the pavement into the grass in front of my car as I walked to the back, opened the trunk, and pulled out two large, white, beach towels, and carried them under my arm as I walked up behind her, lusting after the curves of her petite body in her knee-length, black, strapless, cotton dress as she bathed in the light of the setting sun. The wind blew her short, blonde, chin-length hair and her dress as I came up behind her and hugged her.
“How did you know about this place?” she asked.
Trying not to give away too much about past relationships, I responded vaguely, “Me and some friends used to hang out here a long time ago.”
The answer seemed to suffice as she took my hands. For a while, we watched the sun set behind the trees as I held her close to me.
“How 'bout we sit down?” I suggested, as I let go and began to spread the towels out on the ground side by side.
We both sat down facing what was left of the setting sun, the sky slowly fading to night. I put my arm around her as she leaned against me. We watched the river in silence as the colors in the sky subsided and the stars and moon danced in the slowly rippling water. She shivered a bit as I pulled her closer.
“It's getting cold,” she said as she looked at me.
I smiled mischievously at her for a moment, then began tickling her ribs with the arm I had around her.
“Stop! Oh my God!” she giggled and fought to pull away from me.
We both fell back, and I quickly rolled on my side to face her. My other hand moved to her most ticklish spot: her thigh. She giggled and fought even harder as my hand tickled her thigh just under the end of her dress.
“Andrew, if you dont stop!” she giggled
“What will you do?” As I stopped to let her catch her breath, then stated back again, testing the water by this time moving my hand a bit farther up her leg as I tickled her thigh and ribs.
This time, as I stopped, she spent a moment catching her breath, then quickly reached up and pulled my face closed to hers and kissed me with a passion. I moved my arm that was under her cradle her head as I moved in closer, my tongue fighting hers. My other hand stayed firmly halfway up her thigh. I pulled away for a moment and stared in to her eyes and smiled.
I slowly moved my face back down to hers, kissing her for a few more moments before moving to her neck, slowly kissing and sucking on the side of her neck. I waited for any sign of uneasiness or resistance, but, instead, I felt her hands on the back of my head, so I kept my lips moving to her shoulder, back to her neck, and then, slowly down to V in her dress, the whole time, slowly moving my hand up her leg and massaging her thigh until I finally got close enough to cup her thin, moist panties.
She gasped a bit as I did, and I moved my head back up to hers as my pointer and middle fingers slowly and gently moved up the crease in her panties to her clitoris.
“It's ok,” I whispered gently and kissed her neck again, while slowly massaging between her legs.
She breathed nervously and slowly, but I quickly felt her hand push mine out of the way and slip under her panties. My hand, now free, moved up, slowly caressing her body, until it made its way up to her small, pert breasts, where it fondled one breast as she tended to her needs further down.
I dont know when I stopped kissing her, but I found myself watching her with my hand still squeezing a breast as her breathing intensified, her hand worked faster and faster, and she finally came, quietly moaning as she did.
Her eyes opened as she rolled over towards me, my arm now asleep under her neck, putting her hand on my chest and looked in to my eyes.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, “I'm sorry! I lost control of myself. I've never let myself do that!” she exclaimed quietly.
“It's ok,” I said and smiled as I looked in to her eyes, took her hand on my chest, and moved in to kiss her sweetly on the lips. “But if you dont mind,” I smiled, “I dont think you're completely finished,” I told her as I moved her hands down to my fully erect penis.
Her eyes widened for a moment as she felt my penis underneath my shorts.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked nervously as she looked down at it then back up at me.
I unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them and pulled my penis through the front hole of my boxers and wrapped her hand around it, slowly moving it up and down.
“Just like that,” I whispered and let go of her hand.
“Is this good?” she asked shyly and looked in to my eyes.
“Yes!” I whispered. “You're doing it great.”
She stroked slowly until I put my hand around hers and started slowly moving faster. She kept up the new pace on her own as she watched my face for approval, looking downward every few moments.
As my breathing increased, she knew I was almost there.
She got up on her knees, moved between my legs, put her face to my penis, and then began sucking. I gasped as she began; her tongue moved around me like a pro as she bobbed up and down. I grabbed her hair as my breathing became heavier. As I neared orgasm, I tried to pull her away as I said “Baby, I'm getting close.”
She ignored my warning and held her head between my legs, bobbing, licking, and sucking. Finally, as I came, I held on tightly to her hair and gasped as I released in to her mouth. She gagged and spit on to the grass, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, raised up, and looked in to my eyes.
“Are you ok?!” I asked in fear and sat up and buttoning and zipping my shorts.
She wrapped her arms around me.
“Yeah,” she said quietly.
“There's vending machines at the pavilion. Wait here while I grab you a bottle of water.”