It’s a beautiful late morning and as you go to take your shower you notice a handsome man cutting the grass next door. You fantasize about him being there with you and very soon… he is.
It’s a sunny day and you take in the wonderful smells of summer, floating in through the window on a warm breeze. You feel the warmth on your face and neck. You’re, totally relaxed, content, comfortable and clothing-free, except for a robe that pleasantly rubs against your body.
As you move to the window you become aware of someone outside. You hear the pleasant and rhythmic sound of a push lawnmower. So much nicer to listen to than an electric one.
Your gaze moves to the lawn and you notice me as I glide the mower across the grass in a graceful motion. You take notice of my face – it intrigues you. There are strong hints of intelligence and character, and there’s something about the features themselves that are familiar and attractive.
Your gaze moves down to my shirtless body as you notice a gentle glean of sweat glistening on my back and chest. There’s something about my movements that appeal to you. For a moment you get flashes of images in your mind. My arms, chest, and legs, and the feeling of them against you and around you.
You don’t realize you are staring until I turn to face you. I glance at you in it seems like I’m sharing an intimate thought with your subconscious. My sly but respectful smile puts you at ease and excites you at the same time. You smile back but turn away slightly embarrassed. As you coyly glance up again, I give you a knowing look and get back to my mowing.
It’s time for a shower, and as you turn on the water, you realize your mind is still on me. You remember how intoxicating the summer breeze is and you decide to open the window to experience it again. You pause just for a moment wondering if I’d be able to see you. You realize it’s possible, but with the bathroom light off it’s unlikely. I probably won’t even know you’re there.
As the warm water hits your body, you close your eyes, breathe deeply and picture me outside as you hear the hypnotic clip clip clip of the mower. Your hands glide across your breasts as you soap yourself up then slide slowly downwards across your stomach and between your legs.
As you reach down you’re surprised at how wet you are. You get another blast of the warm sweet breeze and feel so relaxed you’re almost giddy. As you enjoy the sensation of your own hand you can’t recall how long you’ve been there or how much time has passed.
But something has changed. The sound of the mower isn’t there anymore. You feel the gentle gliding of hands continuing across your body but you realize they’re not yours anymore. They’re mine and I’m behind you. Your heart pounds and your body twitches.
“It’s just me,” I say. “I was done with the lawn and admiring you from the window. I hope you don’t mind me coming in to get clean.”
There’s something about me. My voice, my energy, my approach that makes you feel safe and protected. You know I’m there because you want me there. And as you feel my fingers gently play with your wet nipples, you simply sigh.
“I don’t know if I should believe you,” you say to me. “It seems like you want to get dirty.”
I turn you around to face me and look into your eyes.
“Dirty with you…. Yes.”
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You feel my lips touch yours and it’s instant electricity. My arms begin to envelop you but you slide your hands inside them and up my chest, enjoying the sensation. You feel my one hand slide down your back and begin to caress your cheeks and then grab them, feeling an erotic sensation as it pulls against the flesh of your womanhood.
The kiss is divine, I stop for a moment to look into your eyes. You watch as the warm water falls on my head and rolls down my face. You remember something.
“Maybe we should close the window,” you say.
“There’s no reason for that,” I say. You’re safe in here. Let’s enjoy the sun and breeze and the other wonderful sensations we can give each other.
With that, I press turn you around and press you against the tiles which feel cool against your skin. I’m behind you and you feel me press up against your ass and gently rotate my hips. You move your hand behind you and reach out, feeling my manhood hardening in your hands. You explore gently between my legs, before grabbing my shaft and sliding your hands up and down.
At the same time, you feel my own hand slowly reach up between your legs and rub the outside of your mound as I kiss your neck. This makes you feel like melting.
I move slowly from your neck down your spine, kissing you softly and sensually and appreciating your curves. As I reach your tailbone you feel yourself twitch and your heart flutter.
My hands are on your ass now, slowly separating your cheeks so that I can begin to lick your upper thighs towards your pussy. I glide my tongue along the outside as you feel your legs shake slightly.
“I’ve been waiting for this since I saw you watching me out of the window. Now I get to taste you.”
I pause a moment for you to register what I’ve said then I run the length of my tongue from your clit backward, feeling it slip beneath your folds and taking in your delicious feminine juices.
It feels so good, you find yourself bending over, pushing yourself into my face as my lips, tongue, and chin get wetter and wetter.
I can feel you getting close. Suddenly you hear the smack of my hand playfully hitting your cheeks and I spin you around and pick you up.
Pinned against the wall I stare into your eyes, as my hands grip your ass, and your legs circle my hip like a vice.
You can see the flame of raw desire in my eyes and hear me say, “It’s time to make you mine.” you feel something moving up between your legs and sliding in slowly. Our eyes both widen and our breath quickens as I tease you with it slowly and gently.
“How bad do you want this?” I ask.
“So bad…..” you reply.
Suddenly you feel me harden even more as I step my speed, keeping in a rhythm that feels oh so good. You welcome me in with your warmth as I plunge ball deep again and again inside you, pausing occasionally to get your attention, then thrust in again.
“You feel so good,” I say. “You are SO damned hot.”
The pounding sound of the shower, the feeling of the water droplets on your face, the cool tile behind you, and the animal sounds coming from my throat as I make you mine.
You find yourself moving past the point of no return and feel your nails grip into my back as you close vice-like around me. You feel yourself scream and as it hits the air you realize you’ve never heard yourself quite like this before.
The tension rises and falls, as your head tilts back and you find yourself relaxing all your muscles once again. It’s like a dream. You close your eyes for several seconds and when you open them I’m still there and still ready if you want more.