The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to come out and you can hear a frog starting signal to croak in the aloofness. The lake is quiet and the water is still. There 's no noise except for the wind through the trees and the water lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so passive that I jump a little bit when you come up behind me on the dock and tap my shoulder. I almost fall in, and you laugh at me for getting so scared that easily.

You ( Y ) : `` I thought you were supposed to be the one that was n't scared of anything out here ? ? That was what made me agree to come out here with you alone ! ``

Me ( M ) : `` Sorry, I just was n't expecting it. Plus I zoned out for a footling bit there. ``

Y : `` Have you been smoking or something ? I told you I did n't want you doing that while we were out here since it 's just you and me. ``

M : `` No ! I told you I did n't even bring any with me. I want to spend fourth dimension with you. ``

Y : `` Good. I do n't experience why you do that thrust anyway. It messes with your head and you ca n't think straight when you 're on it. ``

M : `` I 'm not having this conversation with you again. We 've already talked about it and we 've agreed that we just have a difference of impression on it. nil 's going to change that so there 's no use arguing about it. ``

Y : `` I know, I 'm sorry I just ca n't facilitate it. I just wish you would finish it altogether and then we would n't let to concern about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could stop nagging.. ''

Y : `` I 'm not nagging ! I 'm jus- ''

M : `` Yes you are. ``

And with that, you turn around and storm away from me, heated.

M : `` Babe, wait I did n't entail it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the house with the door slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the hills on the former face of the lake now but there 's still enough twinkle for me to make out the details of the milieu. I love the way that the air smells.. So refreshing, so clean. I wish that I could just sit out here and never have to go back to guild and trouble about the trivial hooey of every day life.. I wish that I could just pass the rest of my life history here in serenity, with you by my slope. I wish that you and I could arise old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too dark to see my way back to the firm, I start to leave the sour grass using my phone as a light. On my way back, I hear something out in the Ellen Price Wood. There 's a deer standing about 10 feet away from me on my right. I wish that I could promise your figure and bring you out to see it, but I do n't have intercourse how the cervid will react to such a loud racket. It already knows that I 'm there because it 's staring right at me, it 's just not doing anything. I stare right back at it. It sticks it 's tongue out at me as if to taunt me and then suddenly, it sprints away. I turn to run inside and tell you what just happened, and you 're standing right in social movement of me with tears in your eyes.

M : `` Babe, what 's wrong ? ``

Y : `` Do you enjoy me ? ``

M : `` What ? ? Of path I do ! ``

Y : `` Are you indisputable ? It seems like you love weed Thomas More than you bed me because you wo n't quit even though I want you to. ``

I decide that I 'm not going to win this by defending myself, so I give a little.

M : `` babe, that 's not it at all. I love you so much. Weed is just something that I like to do with friends when I 'm hanging out. It 's like drinking a beer for me. I do n't do it just to get fucked up and feel senior high school. I did n't recognise that you felt that strongly about it though. I 'll stop doing it whenever you 're around me. I promise. ``

Y : `` Really ? ``

M : `` Really. ``

You smile at me and move over me a light kiss on the face, brushing your dampness cheek against mine. For some rationality, that candy kiss had a sort of tutelage in it. Like a spark that was now hanging in the air after some atmospherics electricity had been discharged from a cover. clip seems to decelerate down as I stare into your center and we both watch in ravenous expectation that single spark descend through thin air into.. What is that.. A bbl of gasoline ?

The next thing I know, that `` bbl of gasolene '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the hard Natalie Wood floor. Our lips are locked like a chastity smash and our knife are engaged in a rassling match that would put a prison bacchanal to disgrace. Our torso are interlaced to the point where I do n't acknowledge where mine ends and your Begin. The intense passion that has just been ignited within both of us rivals anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a rhythm. It 's like part of a symphony orchestra. We 're playing our own component part, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the stop that it 's really one big event and it 's going to be awesome.

You push me down further into the couch and come up to get some air. You pull your shirt off as I struggle to get mine off and then you come back for more. As the making out continues, we move around the level taking each early 's clothes off until we 're both austere naked rolling around knocking into board, lounge, and just about anything else in the prompt area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the ground and bang into a million pieces but neither of us cringe. We 're both so focused on each other that nothing can discontinue our concentration. I want to earn you shout out my figure and you want me inside you. We tease each other. I bite your neck and your capitulum and lap your shoulders, chest, nipples, stomach and ramification, all while exploring every in of your body with my lips and hands. You do the same to me, making me gain a new tallness of raptus that I 've never experienced before. It 's like we 're both trying to make the other one be the first one to wind up, like it 's a game. I pin you down and cause sure that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your button with my tongue once and you freeze. Your rima oris out-of-doors but nothing comes out. You relax a lilliputian underneath my implements of war, then I do it again, this time with a little Thomas More contact and a little more deliberate motion. You gasp this time and you completely surrender to me. I start to bite it softly and lick fast and backbreaking while I slide my finger's breadth in and out of your pussy. Your body starts to contort and your thighs close in tighter and tighter around my pinna. You start to almost chant my name in between labored breaths as you inch closer and closer to the tipping point. I can almost feel you reaching the edge as the walls of your vagina scratch to ripple and contract around my arrow and halfway finger. Your muscles tense up and you grab the back of my mind and pull me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a indorse as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the same time until you collapse and devoid me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your legs again, inviting my thick pulsating cock to enter you. I run the head of my putz across your puss lips a couple times and watch your response. It 's so sensitive after your coming and you flinch and moan just from that little bit of physical contact. I love watching you react that way and it turns me on so much Thomas More. I decide to hold back teasing you and I slowly start to tug myself into you. I can feel you stretch out to accomodate my girth and at initiative it 's street fighter trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually start to get used to me and it 's well-off to slide in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me grueling on the mouth as I start to move in and out faster and faster, building speed and intensity with every knife thrust. You bite and suck on my neck as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and thrust all the way into you, balls deep, and keep it there. You let out a retentive, loud moan and I slide all the way out to switch side. I put your leg up on my articulatio humeri and re insert myself and start pounding away. This place makes you so much tighter and I love the feeling of you hugging my shaft. You 're loving it to as my cock jibe against your g spot over and over again. I love the audio of my Ball slapping against your ass as I thrust abstruse and profoundly into you and the sound of you moaning my figure. I slide out and you push me down onto the ground with your feet. You mound me backwards and start riding me reverse cowgirl. My putz is hitting your g speckle directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the window and the moon is so shiny. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your head back and curve your spinal column and sit all the way down on my dick. I can feel your juices flow out like a river and run down onto my stomach and my balls. You slide off, shaking, and part to eat up me off.

You look into my eyes and buck me off, telling me you want me to cum for you. That 's all that it takes for me to stop, and before you know it jets of tweed, quick, sticky cum shoot out and set down all over my stomach and even my chest and all the way up to my neck. You then proceed to lick up and swallow up every lastly bit of cum off my body. We lay there and listen to each other breathe with our sweaty bodies glistening in the intense moonshine, slowly drifting off into a deep and contented sleep.

Later that night, you wake up to the sound of what sounds like rock 'n' roll being dropped on the deck outside the windowpane that we fell asleep in front of. You look out the window and a cervid is standing on the deck looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to wake me up but I 'm tight asleep. When you look back out the window, the deer starts to trot away. You snuggle up against me and instead of waking me up, you decide to distinguish me about it in the break of the day .