“Oh, it’s OK”, she smiled as she pulled me back onto her. She must have
read my mind! “How does that feel? Does that feel gooood?” God, what a
voice! And what a ridiculously obvious question! Our lips locked in
another, mouth-watering kiss, and I pressed hard against her thigh. I
thought any second I would explode, covering the inside of my shorts
with hot stickiness.

Her hand, which was still massaging my chest, dropped down lower, past
my belt - and oh my god! Sharon was incredible. The touch of her
strong fingers stroking me through my pants, while her smooth
silk-stockinged thigh was pressing from the other side, was more than I
could stand. I cast all embarrassment aside, and furiously ground my
hips into her waiting hand, while kissing and tongueing her for all I
was worth.

I’d read
some erotic literature in the past, and I’d seen the (overused IMHO)
term “throbbing hard-on” before, but this was the first time I’d
experienced the “throbbing” part - and ooohhh, did it feel good!
The blood was pounding so hard down there, keeping time
with the quick beatings of my heart, and I thought, “surely she can
feel that!” As much as it went against my better judgement, I pulled
away from her leg in embarrassment.

But suddenly she stopped and pulled away from me, and lay on her back
next to me. There was a beautiful, contented/thoughtful half-smile
on her pretty lips. I took a second or two to catch my breath, but
I knew I couldn’t let those lips go unkissed much longer. I rolled over
until I was partially on her, and gave her a long, slow gentle kiss.
She put one arm around my next and drew me to her for more kissing, and I
felt the other arm work its way to my chest, and slowly start to undo
the buttons on my shirt. Her cool hand went inside and massaged my back,
side, and chest. By this time, I don’t need to tell you that I was
having a natural reacton (for the circumstances), and it was the biggest,
hardest reaction I’d ever had in my life! I had accepted it up until
this point, because I had been lying comfortably on my back, but now,
in this new position, I had one leg draped over hers, and my whole
lower body was pressed against one of her luscious thighs.

She moved over until she was laying partially on top of me, and suddenly
I could move again. I grabbed her and pulled her more on me, and brought
her head down to kiss me … mmm - forever. She pulled away after a bit.

“There’s a lot of passion locked up inside you”, she said quietly
smiling. I just nodded, and pulled her to me again. She kissed me -
hard and long. She was warm, she was wet, she was wonderful. And every
so often I’d open my eyes and stare into hers, and melt. There was
nothing else on earth but Sharon and me, and our passion. Beyond her was
the sky with puffy white clouds, and it was easy to imagine nothing else
around us but white clouds. There was no sound above the wind through
the trees, except for our breathing which was growing heavier by the
minute. I felt her tongue lick my lips and run delicately along my
teeth, and I rather clumsily pushed my tongue out to touch hers. I
pulled her closer, and our kissing became so passionate and furious
that I felt the back of my head mashing the blanket into the grass below
us. This was truly Heaven on earth - I never wanted it to end.

“Nice day” she said. I turned to her and smiled.

“Yeah, I…” But I never finished. I had turned and was staring
straight into those hypnotically beautiful aquamarine eyes. They
came closer and closer, and suddenly her lips were pressed against mine
in a quick little kiss. She drew back and smiled, a beautiful smile,
and all I could do was stare in fascination. I couldn’t move or speak.
I saw her come toward me again, and I briefly thought “am I supposed
to be closing my eyes?” when she kissed me again. Longer. She opened
her eyes and looked straight into mine.

“What are you doing?” she said laughing. “Come here, you…”