The Craving

Was it the passing glance they briefly shared? Or perhaps it was the way his shoulders silhouetted the sunlight as he walked toward her. All she knew was she had begun to sense a rising yearning for this young man before her, one she was not familiar with at all. She had never really allowed herself to enjoy the raw lusts she had felt over the years, for whatever reason, it mattered not. Now, she could not find a reason not to give in to her craving of this young man. He was tall, strong, solid, and it was clear he took good care of himself. She was intrigued to say the least, by what she say and wanted to know exactly was under that shirt, and more telling, what might be hiding in his pants. She felt silly as these thoughts danced in her head and found a receptive partner deep in her moistening pussy. She found herself desiring this man in a way she could not talk herself out of, nor did she want to.

As he neared, she smiled at him and looked him straight in his eyes to see how he would respond. She was excited to see his bold direct gaze as he riveted his eyes on hers. Her nipples hardened slightly as her tingling grew as he passed and smiled back at her, holding his gaze directly with hers. She began to suspect that he was as attracted as she was, and clearly had desires to act on those feelings. As they passed by each other, she felt her hips begin to sway a bit more as she twirled her hair in her fingers and lit up even more. What was he thinking about her she thought? Was he hoping for more? Was it a passing fancy? Did he want more? How far did he want this attraction to go? How far did she want this to go was ultimately the question she must answer. She continued to think about this as she shopped that afternoon in the tiny shops in the town she was visiting for the day. She had taken this trip to get away and explore where she was in life and what she really wanted from it. She had chosen this town for its quant shopping and its remoteness from her busy city. Little did she know how this trip would change her life.

Sitting at a café a while later, she heard a man ask her if she was alone and if she would like someone to share a coffee with. She knew who it was and she did not have to look up to answer of course she would enjoy his company. As he sat, he touched her shoulder with a firm, gentle touch that started her up all over again. How could this stranger elicit such powerful feelings in her? She had never felt this before, or perhaps, she had never allowed herself to feel these things before is more accurate. As he sat just a few feet away, she wanted him even closer. She needed to feel his warmth, his touch, his desire for her. These thoughts raced in her mind and her body responded with a gentle pulsing that started deep inside her. She could not focus on what he was saying, all she could sense was a burning desire to have him take her anyway he wanted. These were new feelings for her. Her whole life she had thought these feelings were wrong and should be ignored or hidden. No longer was she willing to ignore them! She wanted to know the touch of his skin, the feel of his hand, the warmth of his breath on her body. Her breathing deepened and her chest began to heave as she began to stare straight at this man who seemed to know he was turning her on. His smile was enticing and his body was arousing as he leaned in toward her, she met his movement with a gentle passing touch on his leg with her foot. His hand found her thigh. The boldness of this move startled her, but was welcomed by her.

Her movements became more deliberate, and her actions, bold. She wanted him in every sense of the word and would not be stopped at this point. Glancing around, she looked for anywhere they might find even a small bit of privacy to act on the burning in her body. He would easily follow her lead she sensed for it was clear he desired her the same way. His hand had begun to drift up her thigh and under her skirt which she was not stopping, nor was she pulling her skirt back down as it moved higher and higher up her aching thigh. She had to have this man! She was decided, nothing would stop her now. Across the street she saw a park with some trees and what seemed like a thick trail in it. Today she would explore parts of her sexuality that had been dormant or ignored, and she was so turned on by that thought she could hardly wait to find out what she was really willing to do for sex with this stranger. This was far more exciting than she had ever imagined. She grabbed him by the hand, and he quickly followed. She could see that he was as aroused as she was. Almost giddy, they ran across the street to the park and soon found themselves deep in the path surrounded by thick brush and trees. Not really caring at this point, she turned to him and kissed him deeply while her hand reached down to the bulge in his pants. He responded by pushing his hand up her thigh past her panties and directly onto her thick, already pulsing clit. She was so wet he found it ready to be played with. Her legs opened to his touch as she undid his pants and released his thick hard cock. She gasped at the stiff shaft and large head. She felt like a young girl again seeing a cock for the first time, let alone touching one she found so beautiful and so ready to please her.

Hoping they were hidden, his pants went down to his ankles as she dropped before him wanting so badly to taste that cock straining for her pleasure. His head arched back as he moaned low and long while she was hell-bent on consuming his hard cock. Once her mouth found room for him, he began to push himself deep into her warm mouth as her tongue guided him deeper into her eager mouth. With her lips around him, she was able to get him entirely into her mouth and his balls were soon pressed gently against her lips. Not for long, however, for he began to push and pull her head along his shaft soaking it with her saliva and enjoying the taste of his cock, and his pre-cum. His hands soon released her breasts and her nipples became the objects of his growing desire. She could feel him building to a crest while she was enjoying the rising and falling of her own waves of pleasure. She could not wait any longer. She stood up and turned around before him, sliding her panties down her shaking thighs, she raised her hips as an offering to his pleasure. She could not wait to feel that thick shaft inside of her. He grabbed her trembling hips with one hand and with the other, placed his engorged head up against her swollen outer lips which were soaked with her warm moistness. She could feel him holding back, waiting for her to react to his cock. She could wait no longer, and drove her hips backwards onto that hard cock, moaning as his head split her open and slid deep inside her aching pussy. Deeply, fully, tenderly he filled her as no man had done before. She could feel his balls hitting her clit as he slowly moved back and forth making sure she was ready for the pleasure she would receive.

In the midst of his driving her pussy, she thought she heard something in the trees, but cared nothing about it as she was consumed by the pleasure that was completely occupying her every sense. Deeper and harder he began to push as she met his every thrust with her own. Both were breathing heavy and deeply not caring where they were. She could feel her wave about to crescendo and she made sure he was ready to blow his as well. She wanted to feel him push deep as he came deep inside of her. When she knew he was ready, she pushed hard onto his cock and moaned as they came together while his cock throbbed deep inside her pulsing pussy. He held her as the waves subsided and they then got dressed. Not a word was spoken as they left the trees satisfied and content at what had been shared without hesitation by both strangers. Leaving the brush, they passed a young couple who tried hard to avoid their glance but could not. They smiled knowingly at them as they passed each other, pleased that she could offer pleasure to even more people with her craving for the touch of this stranger.