The Lucky Naturist

A few years ago, after my wife and I divorced, I moved to a house out in the country. I usually wandered around the house and garden naked, but since my property was fronted by big trees, nobody could see me unless they came right up my drive — which is exactly how I met Came.

Her car had broken down about a mile down the road, and mine was the first house she came to. I was sitting in my front garden, happily sipping a glass of Merlot in the nude. At first I thought she was a mirage. A leggy blonde with high, pointed tits barely concealed beneath a skimpy top and short shorts that exposed the crescents of her beautiful arse, she embodied a mixture of innocence and sensuality that was hard to resist. I was so taken with her that I forgot I wasn’t wear¬ing any clothes — until I stood up from my chair and exposed my erection. But instead of screaming and running off, she looked me up and down with her beautiful green eyes and smiled.

‘Well,’ she said in a husky voice, ‘it looks like I’ve come to the right place.’ I tried to cover up my stiff cock, but she just laughed and began taking off her clothes. ‘Mind if I join you? I just love being naked outdoors.’

It was like something out of a dream, where everything seems perfectly natural and at the same time totally unbelievable. For an hour we sat in the garden, naked, talking. ‘I’m a free spirit,’ Carrie told me, and I certainly believed her.

After a while she propped her heels on the seat of her chair, her feet framing her golden pussy. She opened her knees. She was facing me, completely exposed.

‘Go ahead, look at me,’ she whispered. The pink lips of her pussy were becoming shiny and swollen, and my cock was start¬ing to throb. I put my hands around it and stroked it for a second. Her eyes widened as she watched me, and then she smiled that gorgeous smile again. She put her fingers on her clit and massaged it while I pulled on my cock.

‘You’re beautiful,’ I told her. ‘I want to touch you.’
‘No you don’t,’ she said in a seduc¬tive, teasing voice. ‘You want to fuck me.’ We both laughed, and I told her she was right.
I pulled her to her feet and kissed her mouth and neck. I wanted to devour her, she was so delicious. Her nipples were pink and hard, and as I ran my hands down the sides of her slim waist I could feel the energy that was building inside her, the desire that was welling up as fast and as strong as a summer storm.

She was already writhing, her body pushing against mine, her wet pussy rub¬bing hotly against my leg. I wanted to enter her right then and feel that juicy cunt wrapped tightly around my cock. Instead, I gently placed her on a garden chair and held her knees open. She began moaning immediately. I put my mouth over her clit and sucked and licked her into a frenzy. Her legs trembled beneath my hands, and her fingers gripped the arms of the chair as though she feared she might fly off. She began moving her hips in a rhythm with my mouth, and her sighs became faster and sharper. I slipped a finger inside her tight cunt, and she gasped. She pushed my head away and sat up suddenly, reaching for my cock with her hands and mouth as if she couldn’t wait another second to taste me.

I groaned as she took my tool into her mouth, sucking me passionately while her fingers caressed my tight balls. Every muscle in my body was tensed, and I was on the verge of orgasm.

Finally she stopped, pulled me to my feet and led me on to the warm grass. By then we were both more than ready to explode. Carrie took my cock in her hands and straddled me. For a moment she looked into my eyes, breathing hard and fast, her pussy dripping. Her fingers stroked my cock for another few seconds while she kept her eyes on my face. But she could hardly stand the wait, and nei-ther could I. I could feel the eruption build¬ing inside me. Her eyes grew darker and wilder as her anticipation mounted.

All at once she knelt over me and came down hard on my cock, swallowing me up with her cunt and holding nothing back. Her energy unleashed, she was a wild woman. She gripped my arms as she had gripped the chair earlier, rocking uncon¬trollably, riding me over and over until we both came in a loud explosion of thunder and lightning. For at that moment a sum¬mer storm rolled in, the skies opened up and the rain came down.

We lay in the grass laughing, exhaust¬ed and soaking wet. And when the sun came out, we did it all over again.