I met her walking. She asked me for directions as we fell in step together she asked me if I was on my own? I replied I definitely was as I had just split up with my partner and this was my first time out as a single. She sparkled with chemistry as her eyes lingered down my body. ‘This is my first Australia day in Canberra can I join you?’ We picnicked together, blankets and esky’s entwined in the shade under the trees, as we looked out to the lake watching the fireworks. We shared wine bread and cheese; she had olive oil, tomatoes and cucumbers, I, desert of chocolate and fruit.
The fireworks finished and the crowds left. Slowly the lights of the adjacent buildings went out, the shadows lengthened, and the wind chased the clouds away from the moon. I turned to kiss her, she answered my query with her mouth on mine, licking at my lips, exploring with her tongue. She pulled off my top, kissing my neck and down to my breasts. ‘Close your eyes’, she whispered. I felt a cool sensation run down my chest and into my bra. My nipples hardened as the olive oil pooled in my bra. She came behind me, removed my bra and played with my breasts in the moonlight letting the air caress them into peaks as my pussy tingled. I turned around at the rustling of the trees and the sounds of possums playing in them. I lay on my back looking up into the stars completely aroused loving myself.
She pulled up my skirt to my hips moved my panties to the side, as she dripped olive oil from what seemed the stars down onto my pussy and split my lips apart. ‘Could I take a photo of your pussy in the moonlight with my phone?’ I moaned in agreement. Loving the feeling of my aroused pussy being watched for posterity, my nipples hardened beckoning to the photographer for more. She licked into my pussy, opened it running her tongue all over it; her face glistened in the moonlight with the juices of my pussy and the sheen of olive oil round her tongue and mouth. I came round her face pushing her head into my cunt as she whimpered and moaned flicking at my clit and fucking me.
She reached into her esky and pulled out the cucumber. It was long and cold as she held it in the night air. ‘Do you know what this is for?’ My eyes widened in response. She dropped olive oil onto it and rubbed its length with the oil making it look like a cock; she sucked it into her mouth and smiled at me in a naughty manner. ‘Are you ready for this?’ She rubbed it over my nipples hardening them to a peak; she rubbed it round my face as my boyfriend used to do with his cock before he would thrust it into my mouth. My pussy spasmed with the memory. She brought me back to earth, by lifting her skirt, as she kneeled at my side and pushed the cucumber up into her pussy. I leant onto her knees, and started to lick her clit as she fucked herself, having her first orgasm in the night which only I could see. She shakily removed the cucumber from her body stuck it in my mouth so I could taste her juices, then pushed my knees up onto my chest so my cunt was open to the sky and very very slowly filled up my vagina with it. ‘You look divine’, she whispered, ’Please can I have another photo? Only if I can be holding my pussy apart playing with my clit in the picture’ I replied,’ and in return you fuck my arse’.
I had visited a female prostitute before leaving my partner; I had wanted to know what it was like making love to another woman. Man did she show me? I spent an hour and a half cuming in front of a mirror with a woman between my legs. There is nothing more powerful, or more exotic than watching yourself grinding your arse and pussy against a woman’s face and knowing you were paying for the privilege. She finished me off with a vibrator in my arse, flicking my clit with her hand and thumbing my cunt. I bucked in orgasm panting and moaning, watching myself cum, knowing I had never looked more beautiful.
Here I was a year later, lying on grass in the moonlight with a woman over me, wanting to photograph me as I came, my cunt on fire and about to have my arse penetrated, what else could a girl say except yes?
She folded her phone back into her pocket. She knelt down to my mouth, kissed me, and whispered ’Thank you’. ‘My total pleasure, ‘I replied. ‘Right bitch’, her voice changed.
‘Turn over,’ she slapped my arse, ‘up on all fours!’ I felt the olive oil drip slowly onto my back and down into my arse and pussy. I touched my pussy with my finger to catch the oil and taste my juices. ‘No! You do what I say’, she swiped my hand away but not before I had tasted and recognised the heady mixture of complete female arousal, adrenalin and olive oil which was leaking into the grass below me. Smack, I heard the sound and felt the pain as her hand hit my bottom with force; I turned to watch her as she spanked me again, and then caressed my arse with her hand and smiling softly in the night air. Smack, that spank wasn’t quite as gentle as before, I could see she was really enjoying what she was doing, her face was flushed her breasts were heaving, and she was slamming her pussy with the palm of her hand as she spanked my arse. She made a little whimper as she came and caressed for one last time. ‘Thank you’, she said. ‘I really loved that.’
She reached into her handbag and pulled out a vibrator, it was the colour of shadows, and the size of her hand. She rested it between my arse cheeks then turned it on. It vibrated on the length of my pussy and arse, always a fantastic way to arouse me. She bit at my cheeks then ran her tongue around the vibrator humming at my arse then gently penetrated me teasing at the hole before oiling it again and pushing the full length of the vibrator into my arse. I was completely full, I could see her as I turned, her pussy at the end of the vibrator pushing it into my arse, her thighs around my arse riding me till I came. She reached down to my pussy and caressed my clit which bucked me against the vibrator and her thighs. She leaned down over my back, held my breasts, then pinched my nipples which made me roar as I came for the second time; feeling her body quiver in sensual response as she orgasmed around me. We fell apart, looking up into the moonlight, unable to speak, just feeling the afterglow flow, smiling at each other.
A couple walked past us, ‘You have the loveliest breasts in the moonlight’, a man’s voice said, ‘Thank you, I fucked my wife while watching you. ‘Yes, thank you,’ a woman’s voice floated back to us as they walked on by. I smiled at my Australia Day girl, took her hand, and walked her home.
