And then he started undressing. I soon joined him and he looked at me as intently as I looked at him. I wanted to see him — all of him. Judging from his gaze, he felt the same. The need in his eyes made me feel comfortable. I wanted to show him who I was. Unlike some women I’d never been ashamed of my body; I’d always looked after myself and never desired to be super thin, or any curvier than I was. Some women had better asses, some firmer breasts, but I was happy in my skin. I was no longer a twenty-year-old with a twenty-year-old's body, but I was now sexually experienced and happy. At twenty, I didn’t know which way to turn in the bedroom. Now I just liked to explore. And I knew Jeff wanted to explore me.
As he started to remove his shirt, I whistled.
Jeff laughed.
“Look at those muscles,” I said with a wink.
“Hard work,” Jeff replied. “Fun work.”
“And this scar?” I asked as I walked up to him. I was now wearing only my panties and Jeff’s eyes were clouded with desire as he took me in.
“This one?” Jeff asked and pointed at his right bicep.
I nodded and touched it with the tip of my finger. My breasts were now almost touching his bare torso. As I touched him with my finger he shivered.
“You do things to me…” He mumbled. “I got it from a fall. Fell off the bike in too tight a turn. I wasn’t always wise, or risk averse.”
Then he grabbed me in an embrace and let his hands travel down my back, eventually grabbing my ass.
“You still have your panties on,” he whispered in my ear, nibbling at my earlobe.
“So what are you going to do about it?” I asked, teasing him.
“Hmm, let’s see…” He reached down and in one swift movement pulled them down.
Then I removed his boxers and felt his hard on press against my skin.
His hands moved through my hair and he pulled me in for a deep kiss. This time it was rough; hungry. I moaned loudly and a bird took off. At first, I tensed; it suddenly occurred to me that we were in a public place.
Jeff seemed to have read my thoughts.
“You like adventure, don’t you? This is adventure. This is freedom. Sex, in the open. In the wild.”
I did like it. I’d always liked exploring, but I’d never had sex in a place like this — totally out in the open.
“I like adventure with you,” I replied.
“Good, because it’s kind of my thing,” Jeff said and grabbed my hair harder. It turned me on, feeling him controlling me. His hands then traveled down my body, exploring. He took a step back as he fondled my breasts, drinking me in with his eyes. Then he leaned forward and kissed my throat and neck, working his way down to the breasts. My nipples were so hard they actually hurt as his tongue explored them.
“God, Jeff,” I moaned.
He kept exploring. He kissed my belly, as he knelt down, grabbing my ass with his hands. Then he opened my legs and explored the wetness between them.
At that point, I felt like I was in pain all over — like my body would explode with lust.
Then, all of a sudden, Jeff pulled away and stood up, looking at me with a sense of heat I’d never seen in a man. I’d seen heat, but his was different. He was so intense. I felt the power of him pulsating inside of me with every heartbeat.
“Let’s swim,” he said.
I nodded, breathless and he took my hand and walked with me to the water. Then he kissed me again, before leading me to the water’s edge.
“Come on, it’ll feel sweet.”
And it did. As the warm water enveloped my body, it felt like an embrace in its own right.
Once we’d entered the water fully, Jeff pulled me towards him, and lifted me up so that I could wrap my legs around his hips.
As we made out in the water, I rubbed myself against his hard body. I felt his desire course through me. He was moaning, saying my name over and over again. As he held me, I felt his muscles work. It was pure male essence.
