I began lightly stroking her thigh, and gradually moved up under her
dress. Her stockings went all the way up to her waist, and I figured
it would be a bit forward of me to pull them down, so instead I moved
slowly inward. Before my fingers reached their destination, Sharon
arched and twisted her hips – and my fingers met the warm, wet stocking
material. Wow. It’s one thing to get intense pleasure, but it was
a rush of a different sort to know you are *giving* it right back!
Soon, little moans and gasps were coming from her beautiful lips, and
I felt like it was time for her to lose those stockings, at least!
Evidently, she felt the same way – before my hand found the top of the
nylon/panty part and pulled them down, her hands were already at my
belt. I could only imagine the feeling I was about to experience.

No I couldn’t! Not even my imagination prepared me for the incredible
sensation that went through me. For a second I couldn’t see or hear
anything – my entire attention was focused on the FEELING of her
loving hands, gently caressing. Then my whole body shook as waves of
pleasure crashed over me, and I crushed her to me as though she
couldn’t get close enough. I felt her hands guide me inside her, and
I felt warm wetness as I slowly slid in all the way.

At this point, words fail me. I can barely keep my fingers from
termbling as I type this. I remember never having felt so excited,
loved, aroused, and happy all at once. I remember I was supporting
myself slightly with my arms, as I pushed back and forth – and I
remember my left hand was digging into the grass and brown earth in
my uncontrollable passion.