Sports Day - a hot hook up. Pt.1

Was nice to get some positive feedback on my last story so I thought I’d give it another crack. This one’s a prequel; I talked about how I’d got used to pushing Jackie, ultimately getting her to deliver on my fantasy of her taking other lovers. But we’d started WAY back before then and I’d learned exactly how to push her buttons.

This story goes right back to shortly after we’d first got together. We’d actually known each other for years, had a few casual short term things going, and always got on, so kept in touch by email, phone and yes, the odd handwritten letter (those were the days!) while carrying on our lives, both of us living and working overseas for periods.

Finally our planets aligned and we were both back in London at the same time so we arranged to meet for dinner. I honestly didn’t have any particular plan, but she arrived in the shortest skirt, and highest shoes, I had ever seen her wear in all the time I’d known her. I completely folded and was lost in lust. We’ve never looked back from that night and have been together ever since.

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The story here comes from a few weeks after we’d got together, when we were going to meet her mates (mostly for the first time, I’d met a couple of them).

J and her friends had this really good set up where her group of friends met up once every 2 months to do something, people taking it in turns to organize an activity. We’d go to an art gallery, or the theatre, or do something active. On this occasion it was her turn, and she wanted to organize a joke ‘school sports day’ – silly races like you used to at school, egg/spoon, sack race and the like.

So of course she roped me in to helping her! We found a decent place to do this – a picnic site with a large area of flat grass next to a wood. It had facilities like water & toilets we could use, but wasn’t too busy – ideal. So we planned the day, sent the invites, and got ourselves organized on the day.

Her mates turned up – there were about 20 of us – and we had a great time. Some silly games, some silly prizes, nice food, a couple of drinks, and the weather was perfect, maybe 26 degrees and sunny but we had the shade of the trees.

After the sports we were chatting and I was getting to know Jackie’s mates. One in particular kept finding excuses to chat with me and I was loving the attention. I’ve been blessed with the ability to instantly know if someone has the hots for me my whole life, and this girl – Natalie, a half Italian brunette stunner – was giving out all the signals.

I was amused. I’ve been a player in my time but I’m loyal and not a liar, so there was no question of doing anything, I was Jackie’s guy. Jackie soon picked up on it though and started getting jealous, so then she was pretty much stuck like glue to me for the last half hour or so, holding on to me and giving me little kisses. And I her – I wasn’t using the situation.

We saw everyone off and started packing up the last things to head home, although we kept stopping to kiss. The whole jealousy scenario had turned both of us on a bit and this was early in our relationship so, well, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

“I can’t wait to get you home,” she said as we finished up.

I reached for her hand, pulled her to me and kissed her again. The little devil on my shoulder was saying something to me. I’ve always loved a bit of al fresco sex and I quite like a bit of exhibitionism & voyeurism. We’d talked about what each of us did or didn’t like at this stage and she wasn’t up for that, and was really very reserved in general, but our sex was great – far from vanilla. And what she said about what she thought was ‘proper’ when she wasn’t turned on didn’t seem to me to chime with how she behaved in bed when she was turned on.

I thought she might be just turned on enough by the jealousy scenario, the buzz of a couple of drinks, the great day and the lovely, cooling air of the late afternoon to not insist on waiting ‘until we got home’.

I gave her a wink.

“We’ve got all evening,” I said, “I really want you too but it’s been such a lovely day, this is such a beautiful place and the air and light is wonderful. Let’s let anticipation make it even sweeter and go for a walk in the woods to round off the day.”

I’m figuring she knew what my game was here but was happy to go along with it anyway. Which, looking back on it years later, was probably right. Like I said, the reserve she claims can melt away pretty quickly if you press the right buttons.

“Sure,” she said, ‘but not TOO long.”

She gave me a look which told me exactly what she was promising here and my cock twitched in my pants, then held out her hand which I took, and we walked hand in hand into the woods.

And it WAS beautiful, there was a slight breeze, no one around, flowers on the forest floor and the late afternoon light rippling through the trees. We kept stopping for a quick kiss and cuddle. After about 10-15 minutes we came to a beautiful small clearing.

“I think we should turn round now,’ she said, “I do have plans for this evening.”

She gave me a look with only one meaning.

“Come here,” I said, with more of a note of command, looking deep into her eyes.

She willingly stepped forward and I took her firmly in my arms and kissed her hard and ran my hand down her side, down over her hips and round to her bum. We were both wearing shorts and sneakers, I just had a polo shirt on and she a spaghetti strap top that was tight on her 38D chest. The strength of my pull of her up and into me lifted her heels off the floor. I loved using my strength with her, it turned her on, and I pushed my tongue into her mouth and kissed her even harder, eliciting a small gasp.

My shorts were not doing a great job of concealing my rapidly hardening cock and she could hardly fail to notice it as I was pulling her into me so firmly. I felt her rub against it deliberately. I kissed her neck and just under her ear which always gets her going and she purred, then reached her hand to between us and started rubbing my cock through my shorts.

“I’m really horny,” she said, “but someone might see!”

“They won’t,” I replied firmly, though frankly I didn’t care if they did or didn’t. “There’s no one for miles.”

I flicked open my own shorts and pulled her hand into my shorts and boxers and she curled her little hand round my now hard shaft and gave it a couple of strokes. I had moved my hand inside her pants too and wriggled it round to gently stroke the outside of her furry slit, feeling her part her legs slightly to give me better access.

“God I love your cock,” she breathed into my ear, “it feels so hard and yet so soft at the same time. Like an iron bar in a moleskin glove.”

She carried on feeling my shaft and then down to my balls before cupping them and rolling them in my hand, as my shorts and boxers fell to my ankles. I pulled hers down too so she could flex her hips and give me enough width to be able to slip one finger into her, and she moaned slightly.

“So thick… so hard,” she muttered.

I looked deep in her eyes. “Suck it,” I said forcefully, noticing her look around. “No one is here, no one can see. Get on your knees and get my cock in your mouth, you know you want to.”

She complied. She sank to her knees and kissed the end of my throbbing cock, then slowly licked her way down the shaft, planting kisses all the way, murmuring stuff about hard rods and soft skin as she did. She swirled her tongue round my balls.

“Suck them,” I commanded. “Suck those balls into your mouth one after the other. Feel how full of cum they are for you, imagine how it will feel when they empty in you.”

Again she complied, sucking one ball into her mouth and rolling her tongue around it, then the other. My cock was visibly throbbing at this point as I looked down at it, and looked at her pretty hand holding my shaft up so she could reach my sack, her copper curls cascading over her shoulders.

Then she moved back up the shaft to the tip. She peeled my foreskin down over my fat, mushroom helmet and licked under the edge, then formed her mouth into the perfect O and slowly took the tip of my cock into it. She pulled off a second to gather her saliva and pushed back on to me, taking the whole head this time and then sucking. Fuck she was hot and wet.

Again and again she pulled back and pushed forward, each time making her mouth as wet and wide as possible before pushing down, taking an extra inch every time. She reached down and started rubbing her clit as she sucked me, rocking back and forth. Finally I bottomed out in her mouth with about half-2/3 of my shaft buried in her. I didn’t expect her to be able to get me in her throat – I’m too thick – but it didn’t matter. On every down stroke she’d get to her limits then suck and do whatever she could with her tongue before pulling back.

She pulled off me, gasping.

“Sorry, jaw hurts,” she said, “opening so wide.”

I pulled her up and kissed her, telling her it had been fantastic. I wanted to taste her now, but couldn’t do a proper job with her legs bound together with her pants, so moved to pull them off at least one foot so I could open her legs wide.

She shook her head and pulled me up, kissed me hard, then whispered in my ear

“No… someone might come, need to pull pants up quick in a hurry if they do.”

She was turned on beyond belief though, kissing and pawing at me. I snaked my hand down to her pussy to keep her on the boil, running my fingers through her sparse pubic hair and between her soaking pussy lips. She shuddered slightly and groaned against my lips, moving her hips up and down against my finger, desperate for more.

“Let’s have a quickie,” I gasped into her ear. “No one’s here, I need you. We could. I could take you from behind, over that log.”