Kick it in the sticks

Each time he let go of the rope, she was already taking something off. Her heart was pounding in her chest as each article of clothing hit the dock. At last, she was naked and instead of standing there, she jumped into the water, feeling less exposed by this action. It soon was rather obvious that the water didn't hide her bare form. Each time he got closer, she bit her lip a little harder, getting nervous about what was about to happen.. but... was actually more excited about what was going to happen.

"Well, I thought..." She swallowed a bit when he pulled her against him. "I thought once I was naked you wouldn't be clothed much longer." Her voice was soft, but light as she began to smile, slipping her hands under his shirt, pushing it up then pulling away from him just long enough to get the shirt off and toss it to the dock. What am I doing? He is 17.. As she thought this, she pressed her bare chest into his and grazed her lips softly down his neck. We just met today.. Her hands slid down to the front of his pants, working at the button. We aren't even in a house.. Finally, his pants were down to his mid-thigh, about as low as she could push them.
 
Carlisle worked his pants off the rest of the way himself, pulling them out of the water and tossing them towards the dock. Now the only thing separating the pair was his boxers and he couldn't believe it. The entire flight down he had expected nothing more than boring work, as he worked through school in a haze of drug use. But instead he was about to fuck Gracie, a gorgeous girl he had just met and smoked with. All of it was too good to be true, and he wasn't going to let the moment slip away.

Reaching behind Gracie he cupped her ass and pulled her close against him so that she could wrap her legs around him. Slowly he waded his way through the water coming to the shore, caring her out of the water. The only hint of any strain was coming from his boxers which were pressed against her groin. Stopping at a soft patch of grass that was warmed by the sun he laid Gracie on the ground, holding himself over her as he leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips, then moving to her neck with another and finally coming to her breasts kissing them before flicking his tongue across her nipple.

There was almost no way to back out now…
 
His pants are off! She freaked out slightly when his pants landed on the dock. This is really happening.. Her legs wrapped around his waist, helping to keep her up as he carried her. "Mmmm, that was hott," Gracie murmured in his ear before softly nibbling his earlobe. She leaned up into the kiss, not ready for him to move away, but the feeling of his lips at her neck sufficed. Then... they went lower. His tongue flicked over a nipple, causing her to gasp lightly and press her chest up towards him.

Her hands slid softly down his back and into his boxers. She gripped his ass, firmly pressing him between her legs, the obvious bulge in his boxers exciting her. They have to come off. Right now. I have to feel him in me.. Quickly, she pushed at his boxers, getting them low enough for his member to be free. "Carisle," she breathed and lifted her hips to his, the head of dick softly brushing over her soft, little lips. "Kiss me," Gracie whimpered, rocking her hips again.
 
Carlisle grinned with lust as he felt Gracies hands explore his back, trailing down to his ass and pulling him against her own body. He stayed there letting her do the work to get what she wanted. He let out a small noise of pleasure and yearning as she arched up against him. Her soft lower lips brushing against the head of his cock, it was unbearable. It ain't the squeaky bed or a blowjob in the living room. But it sure as hell is better than nothing.

Pulling away from her chest, he left a trail of saliva across the nipple he had been playing with. As he moved to her face he lowered himself to her and placed a kiss against her lips at the exact same time as he entered her. "Oh, fuck." He exclaimed, It felt wonderful as he pressed deeper into her body; she was so tight, so wet. She definitely didn't feel to be a girl who slept with anyone. But then again Carlisle had known her for only a matter of hours and they were fucking now, without a condom. But it was too late to go back. Carlisle's brain was being overridden by his dick.
 
Gracie gripped his shoulders as he pushed into her, sending a quick wave of pleasure up her spine. God, he already feels so good.. Grazing her hands across his shoulders, she slipped up his neck where her fingers tangled in his hair. She leaned up a bit and pressed her lips to his, aching to feel them. Slowly, she rocked her hips, sliding him in and out of her. "Mmmmmm," she moaned softly, catching his lower lip between her teeth and biting gently on it before letting it go, leading into another kiss.

After a bit, she took control away from him and rolled him on his back. Gracie leaned down on him, intertwining their fingers then placing their hands next to his head. Her hips rolled down in his, lips moving from his, to his cheek, to his jaw then stopped at his neck. Lightly, she sucked at the crook of his neck, moaning against his skin as she tried pushing him in deeper, wanting more of him.
 
Carlisle loved the feel of her. Her hands in his hair, his lip between her teeth, his body intertwined within hers. It was amazing, and he almost felt as if he knew her from another life. He was caught by surprise when Gracie wrapped around him before rolling in the grass, placing herself on top. But he liked it, Carlisle was a boy that liked a more dominant girl and it seemed like Gracie would deliver.

When she held his hands down near his head he let out a pleasure filled groan, he wanted more but he wouldn't be able to last much longer. The way she worked his hips against his, it was as if she was trying to squeeze every last drop of lust from him. As she thrust herself down against him, harder each time, he let out a whimper of pleasure as he exploded with in her, only to be replaced by the shout of her name. Breaking free from her grip he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her close to him as he rolled across the grass. Eventually coming to a stop with his face against hers. "You're a naughty girl Gracie." He joked with her while catching his breath.
 
Gracie felt him release inside her and soon after came herself, relaxing down on him. Only moments after, he had flipped the position up and was no on top of her, face pressed against her as she teased her lightly. Hearing him catch his breath made her smile, feeling as if she had done a good job at pleasing him. This was the moment when she felt her feelings for him deepen but denied it. After all, she just met him, and he is only 17 buutt once again, she ignored that.

Lifting his chin a bit, she kissed him again, feeling almost addicted to his lips. She would kiss him all day if she could, but this couldn't happen again. One time only thing. This would be the last time she got to kiss him. A couple kisses later, she pulled away and just looked up at him. His eyes... his eyes are so nice. Slowly, she reached up and brushed her fingers through his hair. So is his hair... and he smells so good.. UGH! Why am I think all of this? Squeezing her eyes closed, she nuzzled her face into his neck, mumbling something about how he made her naughty.

"I don't want to move from here, Carlisle," she said softly, revealing some of her emotions then hating the fact she already felt attached to this guy. "This isn't going to be made a habit okay?" Gracie nodded, saying that more for herself than for him.
 
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