A wonderful summer night sketch, a shy reverie

A Wonderful Summer Night Sketch (Shy Reveries)

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This night, with its gentle breeze and bright moon, was perfect for a heart-to-heart talk. I held your hand as we walked along the dimly lit shore of Chenggong Lake. In the distance, the faint yellow lights of Guangming New Village shone, and Chenggong Lake reflected the lights of Fengyun Tower. We found a bench and sat down. You nestled close to me, seeking the comfort of my chest. The faint scent of your soft, flowing hair wafted closer as you leaned in.

Tonight, you wore a breathtaking outfit. To protest the scorching summer heat, you wore your coolest clothes, revealing your smooth, pink back. A thin strap at the back of your neck provided minimal coverage of your chest.
I gently placed my hand on your shoulder, my head lightly touching your hair. Looking down, I saw, within the Triumph size C bra cup, a breathtaking mound and a vibrant red cherry.

My gaze moved downwards; your 27-inch waist was subtly
accentuated by the belt of this floral backless dress. The skirt, 15 centimeters above the knee, and your 50-centimeter-long, shapely calves encased in sheer, pale white stockings. At the end of my gaze, your small feet finally settled into this summer's trendy beige high-heeled sandals.

Tonight, you were so incredibly alluring, and I couldn't help but have some shy, whimsical thoughts!

My hands restlessly slid from your shoulders to your armpits, my right palm pressing against your well-developed breasts. My thumb and forefinger gently kneaded the base of your breasts. You didn't protest, only breathing softly in my arms.
This gentle movement stimulated you; my index finger felt your nipples harden, even through your bra, I could clearly feel it.

My hand was now completely covering your breasts, gently kneading your hardened nipples. Your head no longer rested against my chest. You lifted your head, kissing my way down from behind my ear, your lips searching for mine. I reciprocated, turning my head. Our lips were now pressed tightly together.

My hands stopped moving, focusing solely on kissing you. Your tongue lightly tapped against my teeth. Was she trying to enter? My tongue reached out to welcome her, swallowing our saliva, and you made soft "mmm" sounds, as if trying to reclaim what you had swallowed. We kissed passionately and deeply like that.
It was time to take it a step further. I stopped our kiss, and you reluctantly withdrew your tongue, still lingering on our saliva. I placed your legs on my thighs, so you were now at a 45-degree angle to me. Your hands encircled my neck, and you pressed your lips closer, seeking my tenderness once more. Without hesitation, I moved my lips closer, and we kissed passionately again.

I also reached my hands behind your neck, searching for the laces of your backless dress. This time, you swallowed my saliva as if thirsty. I untied the tie behind your neck and pulled down the front of your backless dress. My hands then searched behind your back for the straps of your bra, intending to free your breasts and reveal their naturally alluring curves. Gently, I untied your restraints, and you fell between us.

Your breasts sprang out, their pinkish-white color and round shape standing proudly before me. I kissed your pink neck all the way to your cleavage, and you let out a soft moan, encouraging me to invade your nipples. My hands held your waist, while my mouth played with your dark pink nipples, gently biting and circling the tips with my tongue. You rested your head weakly on my left shoulder, humming softly in my ear, panting; as if approving of everything I was doing.

I played with the nipples on your mounds with my mouth, while my hands restlessly explored your honey pot. I reached my left hand towards the mysterious triangle between your legs, slipping it under your skirt and tracing my way up your thighs. Beyond the top of your stockings, I was startled to discover that you weren't wearing any underwear.

Hmm… that's a great way to cool off. I could feel a small patch of pubic hair on the inner edge of your thighs, glistening with dew. I needed to focus on exploring your vulva; so I tilted my face upwards, gently kissing along the curve of your pale neck, longing for your lips, my tongue wanting to wreak havoc inside you once more. You gently accepted me, and we joined together again.

My left hand was ready, ravaging the outside of your vulva. I gently rubbed your clitoris, and you made a soft moan as my middle and index fingers slowly penetrated your vulva. After much exploration, I knew where your G-spot was. My fingers traced that spot, our tongues locked in a passionate battle in your mouth, a back-and-forth exchange, our tongues nodding to each other, or me licking your teeth while you played with the base of my tongue.

I felt your reaction; your hands traced down my spine, searching for my belt, then moved towards my lower abdomen, your hands gently grasping my penis, trying to pull it harder through my pants. I could tell from your mouth that you were trembling, a tremor that arose with my caresses of your G-spot, and you were moaning softly, "Mmm... Ah...!"

Your caresses were making my penis unbearably swollen, no longer satisfying me through my pants. I pulled my hands off your skirt and moved your legs off my thighs. You got up, tucked in your shirt, squatted in front of me, and pulled down my zipper, trying to get my penis out.

As soon as the zipper came down, my penis eagerly popped out. Your hands embraced this greedy body, your head lowered, and your tongue lightly licked the tip of my penis, one of the most sensitive parts of a man. Soon your mouth contained this long, monstrous thing. Your technique was incredibly provocative. Your teeth gently nibbled at the outside of my penis, your head moved up and down, sometimes pulling it left and right, the tip of my penis occasionally touching the depths of your throat.

My reaction grew more intense, and my penis grew longer and longer. My hands wanted to reach for your chest, to open and caress your mounds. Then, the first tremor came from my lower abdomen, and I quickly stopped you. You looked up at me. I read your displeasure in your eyes. I helped you up with both hands, and your hands gripped my penis tightly.

I whispered anxiously in your ear, "Honey, if you keep playing like this, I'm going to come." You chuckled sweetly and kissed my cheek. You squatted back down in front of me, loosened your grip slightly, and began to play with my penis again with your tongue. This time, you weren't in such a hurry as last time. You first licked along the edge of my glans, gradually moving down to take my entire penis into your mouth. One hand occasionally stroked it up and down, sometimes even taking my testicles into your mouth. I was extremely moved and wanted to bring you to a climax too.
I reached under your arms to lift you up. You stopped what you were doing in your mouth, straightened your body, and stood up. My hands lifted your skirt up along your thighs, and you straddled my legs, spreading them wide. You wrapped your arms around the back of my neck, moving your body forward, your mouth searching for mine.

Soon, our tongues were intertwined again. My hands tried to guide my penis into your vagina. I lifted your body slightly, and while my penis was still erect, I slowly inserted it. This position wasn't quite right; only about half of it went in. I moved it from side to side, but still couldn't go any deeper.

Now you were sitting entirely on my lap. I decided to stand up, and you wrapped your legs around me, clinging to me like a koala. I moved with a vibrating motion, your breath on my cheek, and you murmured, "Ugh...oh..."

I leaned you against the trunk of the tree behind the chair. You relaxed a little against the tree.

"Ah!" I inserted my entire penis into your vagina. In the dim light of the night, a faint expression of pain appeared on your face. I slowly began my piston-like movements, your hands gripping my shoulders tightly.
At first, your passage wasn't very lubricated, but the resistance lessened with each movement. I could feel a little fluid dripping onto my calves.

I slowly increased my pace, and you uttered broken words, "Darling, don't stop...yes...deeper...ooh...oh..." Your fingernails dug into the flesh of my arm through my clothes. Suddenly, I stopped all my movements, and then you anxiously started moving

on your own, shaking your hips, greedily devouring my penis. My penis was being pulled back and forth by

you, but after a while, it developed a rhythm; it seemed as if my penis was constantly rubbing against one spot. Your grip tightened, and then you cried out, "Oh...! I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum... mmm... mmm..."

I suddenly felt your vaginal canal tighten around my penis. I bent down and kissed your earlobe; you were still panting. My penis remained fully inside your vagina.

You knelt down, opened your mouth, and swallowed my entire penis. My penis was at its largest size, and this envelopment made me tremble, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

Your mouth moved back and forth along my penis, your tongue constantly stimulating the sensitive glans, waves of pleasure rising from my lower body. I knew I was about to reach the peak of ecstasy, and in an instant, my penis released its life-giving fluid. You swallowed it without hesitation, sucking hard. I thought to myself, "Ah! Tonight is truly wonderful."

You took out a tissue and gestured for me to clean the outside of your honeypot. I buried my head between your legs, licking and wiping away the nectar that had flowed out, while you put your backless dress back on. We lingered there for a while longer before leaving that enchanting lakeside.

[The End]

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