Autumn evening 0
We're invited to a party in another city and are sitting on the train there. My gaze wanders from your wild short haircut over your laughing face to your feet. You look out the window, watch the fields fly by. Your body looks amazing, slightly tanned and muscular. You're wearing your red dress, funny fabric boots, and laugh at me as I gaze at you dreamily on the train. The sun is shining and it's a really beautiful autumn day, so we decide to walk instead of taking the bus. Our way takes us through a park and we use the beautiful light to take photos of each other. After a while of walking through the park and finding interesting motifs, you need to go to the bathroom and subtly tell me that you'd love to pee in one of the small ornamental streams. I challenge you, the park is almost empty. I stand guard and you squat over one of the streams and quickly shoot a thick stream of urine into the stream. I also need to pee, which isn't quite as easy after I could enjoy such a beautiful sight. I pee in a high arc into the stream; the feeling is wonderful, arousing, and relieving at the same time.
You joke about my problems and walk away as soon as I'm finished. I try to catch you. Sometimes I manage to, but you can always break free and walk further until I catch you in a corner and push you into a hedge. You push me away and suddenly I'm the one standing with my back to the hedge. You look into my eyes and smile slyly, biting your lower lip. I look back, see the fire in your eyes. My heart is pounding and I open my mouth slightly. You approach me, your lips approach mine, but just before the first touch, you slowly pull back. We continue these games for a few moments until one of us gives in and we give in to a soft kiss. I gently caress your lips, you tenderly nibble on mine. Occasionally, I feel a curious t****e tip that slowly becomes more exploratory.
Slowly I'm getting hard for more and you also have a hand slipped under my sweater. One of my hands rests on your back, holds you, supports you, the other slowly follows your back down and explores the base of your buttocks. Your hand is no longer alone and suddenly you decide to set off a fireworks of sensations on my back by scratching. I let myself blissfully indulge in your caresses and press you firmly against me. Slowly you stop and I focus on you again, move my hand further down, gently feel along the curves and hold it delicately in my hand. One of your hands slowly makes its way into my underwear and pushes itself quaintly slowly through the waistband. I've reached the lower end of your buttocks
