It was spring turning summer, the air was breathing warm with small brushes of cool intimately licking her skin, slipping up her thighs underneath her sundress as she lay in the tall grass laced with daisies. Propped up on her elbows, she smiled, giddy, glazed over eyes gleaming in the vast country starlight as she drew shortly from the joint in her hand. Near opaque white smoke whirled up and away, softly twisting in the wind as she swigged from the champagne bottle in her manicured fingertips, her long hair flicking wildly around her face. She loved this moment most, and all the others that came when she found herself nocturnal with him.

He was younger and she liked that. He was passionate and she adored it. He was in love with her and she pushed against it, for he hadn’t had his heartbroken, she had. But still she enjoyed the way his puppy dog attitude got her feeling superior. She’d tell him to jump and he would say “Wanna get high?” It was fun to see how far he’d go to win her over, she’d just dared him to juggle fallen pinecones and his hopeless determination to prove himself alone was endearing.

So different he was to the others, the melancholy ‘not too much older’ men she saw from time to time were so emotionally distant. It’s like flash forward 7 years and mid-twenty him might sadly be one of them. You got it, he was the sweet ripe age of 18.

It was nice to have a friend to fool around with, who wouldn’t close himself off. To be honest, the emotionally unavailable are not “guarded & mysterious”, she just thought they were weak. Too weak to fool around and have a laugh, to hang around and joke around. The only flaw about Sam was he was avidly jealous. So, to protect him from herself, the only time he got a look into her life was when she spent time with him, all the other hours in her days and nights were a collective secret to him. As far as he knew, it was just him and for the sake of his heart and sanity, she kept playing along like she was as pure of heart as he was.

He dropped the pinecones he was holding, giggling defeat as he jogged up the grassy slope toward her. He sat down right behind her, legs on either side of her, his hands on her shoulders bringing her in to lay back against him, passing the joint that was pursed between his lips around to her, she took it in her fingertips and drew back, sighing gently, relaxed in him as they stared off their little hill into the night. His shirtless body warm against her back, he nestled into her neck and began to kiss & nibble her. Another deep draw from a joint, she held her breath as she slowly turned around to face him. He continued to kiss her neck and face as she looked up towards heaven and exhaled, her high was beyond stars. Flicking the roach, she took his face in her hands and looked deeply into his eyes as she guided him to lay back and she straddled him, white sundress flicking wildly in the wind. Her hands flowed down his face, his neck, chest, her nailed gently tickling his warm skin. Still looking into his eyes, fixated on his widening pools of green-hazel hue. His rough hands slid her dress straps down her shoulders, the dress fell easily around her waist. At the sight of her small frame exposed, he lost his restraint, sitting up to cradle her, his arms wrapped around her possessively as his lips travelled down her neck to her breast, kissing and licking her nipples, she whimpered, it was her favourite place to find his tongue and he knew. Her delicate hand wandered underneath her dress and his joined in, still sucking her breasts, his hand grabbed hers and slid her lace panties to the side. He directed her soft hand between her smooth thighs, gently placing her fingertips on her pussy, she was already wet as he began to guide her in stroking herself. He looked up at her face to gauge her reaction, he wanted more out of her. He pulled her hand away and replaced it with his own, his hands were large and strong, his index finger moved with purpose between her pussy lips, tickling her clit and entered her, she gasp and wrapped her arms around his neck as his finger went deeper into her and he whirled in a ‘come here’ motion deep inside her and she began to thrust, grabbing his wrist and holding on wanting more. They kissed deeply, his tongue met hers.

Her other hand loosened the button on his jeans and slid the zip down effortlessly, his breathing grew heavy. He was hard, she took his smooth, throbbing cock in her hand, wet with herself, and began to stroke him slowly, the head of his dick just touching the glistening outside of her pussy. He groaned and pulled her closer impatiently, he wanted to feel the warmth of her around him. The wind blew cool around the heat of their passion, they remained unfazed. They helped each other to pull his jeans away, the head of his cock began to enter her, she felt his thick hardness, his uncircumcised cock was smooth as silk as he went deeper. She struggled with his girth but wanted all of him to invade her. He began to thrust in time with her as he sucked on her breast. She sighed, her hips in motion with his every movement. She pushed his chest with her soft hands, as he lay back into the lush grass, she began to ride his cock slow and hard. Her breasts still wet with his spit, bouncing up & down.

He looked up at her, hands softly guiding her hips, he exhaled “Fuckkkk..” as she began to pound is hard cock faster. She began to feel uncontrolled as she inched toward orgasm and she felt he was close as his stomach muscles tensed and a look of pain and shock came over his face as he looked up at her and she gazed down doe eyed at him. She lay down into him and wrapped her arms around him as they began to passionately kiss as the thrusting grew stronger, harder, with purpose. They both came in unison, he groaned abruptly and she began to scream, he pulled her into him as though she was going to escape and his hot cum filled her as she orgasmed, electricity coursed through her entire body as she shook, uncontrollable, he held her, still thrusting more cum into her tight pussy. She tried to push away, she could no longer stand the ecstasy controlling her entire being. He gripped onto her and rolled, so that he was laying on top of her with the weight of his body pinning her to the Earth, her own form of gravity personified. If he had climbed off of her she felt she would’ve floated up on a beam into space.

The electricity within her dissolved and lay underneath him, both silently struggling from the sweetness of sensual exhaustion. He nuzzled into her neck and began to kiss her faintly with the little energy he still possessed. His rough hand fiddling with hers, tracing over her palm.

She looked out towards the galaxy and hopelessness grew on her face as she realised she had just fallen in love.