1 comments/ 34156 views/ 0 favorites Riverbank By: scarlet wombat We live on a large property in the Australian outback. There is a river that flows across the side of the property. Offering a green oasis, where we sometimes allow people to camp. After a hot dry day checking the fences I thought a swim in the river would be most welcome. As I approached the river I saw a couple on the opposite bank. He was tall, sender and well muscled with dark hair and beard. While she was much smaller and had a full figure and long brown hair. They seemed very comfortable together lying on a blanket sipping wine and talking. I dove deep into the water feeling it's cool refreshing flow against my skin, when I came up for air I was facing the couple on the bank. Choosing to move down stream so they would not be disturbed, I could still see them from under the spreading branches where I swam yet was hidden from their casual view. I noticed the bottle at their feet was now spilling out over the rug. The subject they were discussing became obvious as he ran his hands over her chest and lent forward to kissed her, while she undid the buttons of his shirt and rolled him onto his back. Sliding up closer to her companion she was exploring his neck and chest with her hot breath slowly moving down across his firm muscled body. Enjoying the texture of his skin under her tongue. Stopping long enough to relieve him of the remainder of his clothing as her long hair playing out across his thighs. He lay on his back as he enjoyed the rhythmic movement of her mouth, travelling deliberately up and down the length of his cock. Not wanting to be noticed I dove under the water again and moved further down stream. When I looked over again she was lying on her back. As he rolled down the top of her bathers, springing her nipples free for him to immediately suck up into his warm wet mouth while she pulled him closer to her. I was once again drawn to the pleasure they so eagerly shared, mesmerised by the movement of their bodies and deploring my solitude. Breaking away from her soft white breasts as he gently guided her bathers down her shapely body. Taking his time as the pleasures that still awaited him were revealed, kissing her skin as it was exposed. She stretched out under his gaze, while he caresses her body. Hard nipples once again in his mouth as his hands continued their wandering. His fingers moist with her juices, he runs them across her nipples tasting her, with his tongue retraces the path of his fingers, to the source of her flavour. She pulls him on top of her, hips shifting as she feels him delve deeply into her body. Moving in unison they are oblivious to any audience, concentrating instead on their intense physical activity. She rolls him on to his back and once again, taking him into her mouth, while he explores the moist crevasses of her body with his fingers. The movements of her head become stronger and more urgent, as they becomes excited, her hips thrusting hard against his diligent hand. With a sudden jerk she pulls her mouth away to straddle his throbbing member as he drives fiercely into her shuddering body, each of his movements more compelling than the last. Cupping her breasts in his hand and stroking her nipples with his fingers, he supports her as she bucks over his lap. Rolling onto her back she grabs his bottom and pulls him deep inside her, while lifting her hips to meet his stroke. Finally with a mighty lunge their bodies seem simultaneously to melt and fold in on each other. Disentangling the two lay side by side catching their breath and sipping the wine they had abandoned in favour of other tastes. Thinking this would be a good time to break the spell that held me enthralled I dove under the water again making for the bank. After climbing out of the water to dry myself before moving on I looked back at the lovers. His hand reached up to caress her soft creamy breast, encircling her nipples with a drop of wine from his glass. Moving closer he once again employs his tongue to absorb the combined taste of her skin and wine. While his mouth is full of those luscious breasts, she moved his hand down her body, so it could continue the probing of her silky mound. His mouth now made the journey down across the pleasing curve of her stomach, stopping just long enough to season her body with the remainder of his drink. Before driving his taste buds against her smooth clit. Lifting her hips to meet his ever-moving tongue, rolling her nipples between her fingers. Raising her breast so she can run the tip of her own tongue over hard pink flesh. Taking a few moments to enjoy this new spectacle he plunges his hand deep with in her hot yielding chasm. Feeling her soft wet flesh encompassing him, as his attention is drawn back to the flavour of her silky pink flesh. Her hips grinding against his tongue while he plunders the bounty of her pussy. As she climbs to an earth-shattering climax he is unable to restrain the imperative of desire. Once again he rams his straining member into her with a savagery born of absolute lust. Driving hard and fast until he withdraws to shoot all over those creamy white breasts. Surprised at the voyeuristic tendency I have found within my self, I quietly left the riverbank and headed for the campsite. Leaving them to bask in the after glow of their afternoon delight. Wishing for someone to share this story with during the coming night. Riverbank Zoo NOTE: This is the same girl I used in my Hotel Bar Fantasy story (my membership info got messed up, so I had to resign). She was a wild child and there are a lot of great stories to tell. Please take a moment to vote and PLEASE leave comments, so I know if you like these stories and want to see more of her. Thanks so much! My girlfriend, Celeste, worked all kinds of odd hours. For one reason or another, she just couldn't latch on to a job that she liked, so she did a lot of part time and temp jobs. She didn't like it because the pay sucked and there were no benefits. The upside, as she saw it, was that if she didn't like the place or the people she could just quit with no strings. Celeste was beautiful, shapely and very flirtatious, which tended to get her in a lot of trouble as soon as her employer took her flirting seriously. I couldn't blame them. She was 5'6" with beautiful hazel eyes, a heart-warming smile and auburn hair that flowed just past her shoulders. She had killer legs and an ass to die for. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were firm and very sensitive to the slightest touch. All this made it difficult for men not to be attracted to her. More than once she came home complaining about how her boss wanted to take her out, kiss her or once just asked her to do him in his office. The good side of it for me was that she was faithful to me and after talking about what happened at her latest job, she would want to have sex to get her mind off of it. She was an incredible partner with a sexual appetite that would not stop. Secretly, I didn't care if she ever found steady employment! Due to her erratic schedule, often she would stop by work to say "hi" or something as simple as dropping off a quick dirty note. It was fairly easy for us to have lunch together, sometimes at her place, sometimes out. She really liked to pack lunches and eat outside, and one of her favorite places was down by the zoo. The nice thing about this area is that there is a large river that runs to the side of the zoo with large trees on the riverbank and is hidden from the casual eye. It required parking in the zoo lot and walking through the weeds and into the trees to the bank. The only other way to get there was using a hard-core Jeep or a heavy duty utility truck, which came through once in a while following the overhead utility lines. On one gorgeous spring day, she picked me up for lunch wearing her favorite blue denim dress with a white top underneath. We both loved this outfit because it buttoned down the front and it was very easy to gain access to everything. Being the flirt/tease that she was, she would often leave a couple of buttons undone especially the lower ones to flash unsuspecting people while sitting or driving. As soon as I saw this outfit, I knew I was in for a good time. She wanted to go to "our place", meaning the river. I worked very close to the zoo, so it only took about 5 minutes to get to the parking lot and another 5 to walk to the riverbank. We quickly laid out the blanket under the huge oaks and pulled out sandwiches, chips and drinks. Like I said, the day was gorgeous... the sun was bright and just a little warm, the river sounded very calming beside us and there was just the hint of a breeze. She was casually dropping one hint after another about how much she liked this place. Her eyes, along with those bare legs under that dress, were having quite an affect on me. After we finished eating, we packed everything up and walked out from under the shade of the trees into the sunlight. She stopped in front of me and tilted her head back to feel the sun, letting her auburn hair fall down her back. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She leaned back into me and sighed. I kissed her neck and allowed my hands to wander up, cupping her breasts through her dress and top. She reached back and grabbed the sides of my pants and began to grind into me. My arousal was quickly growing and I warned her that if this kept going, I was going to take her right there. My warning went unheeded. She just laughed softly and continued to push against me, rubbing her ass against my cock, now straining to be freed. I couldn't take it any more... everything was just to perfect to ignore. I reached between us and undid my pants, pushing my shorts down just enough to free my cock. I bent her over, tossed her dress over her hips and yanked down her panties. The sunlight on her bare ass was incredible. Come to think of it, having my cock out in the daylight was very nice too - very natural and freeing. No time for pleasantries now. With one thrust, I was deep inside her. She gasped sharply and moaned deeply. I couldn't believe how wet she already was. She held me there for a moment, gripping my cock and grinding slightly so my swollen head massaged her deeply. I grabbed her bare hips and started to gyrate slightly also, making sure no part of her went untouched. We eventually got into a fast and furious rhythm, slapping together and gasping for air. It was almost surreal. We both knew that we could be seen at any moment if a truck pulled through the field and were actually facing the dirt road they used, so our activities could easily be seen. It didn't matter to us. Right then all we cared about was getting off. She came first, standing straight up and squeezing my cock tightly while she grinded up and down on it, letting out little screams and moans. I was almost there, too when she bent back over, reached under me and stuck a finger in my ass and just started screaming "Fuck me! Fuck me! Cum for me! Show me how much you love my tight box!" I loved it when she started chanting, and that pushed me over the edge. My cock twitched hard as I started to cum. She pulled off me and told me to cum on her ass. Burst after burst of cum landed on her pearly white ass until it was a runny mess, dripping over her asshole and back to her gaping pussy. I knelt down to lick some off of her, but she stopped me and pulled up her panties. "I have some shopping to do and want to feel you while I go through the mall," she said with an evil smile. She did kneel down to lick me clean, then rose and kissed me deeply, her tongue probing my mouth so we could share our sweet taste. By now, I was late getting back from lunch so we quickly grabbed our stuff and headed back to the car. It wasn't until I got out of the car and she drove off that I realized that I could smell the sex on her in the car and therefore could be smelled by anybody close to her in the mall. In a strange way, that thought excited me and I started to get hard all over again. I kind of hoped someone would try to pick her up so she would run back to me "to feel better" again this evening. Wow, I loved that girl! Riverbanks To my husband on our wedding anniversary... I have a problem with words. They get stuck in my throat, their sharp edges painful, lodged so tight it's hard to swallow. I want to say the things I'm thinking, feeling, but I can't seem to open my mouth wide enough. Perhaps my fear is that, once released, there will be nothing to contain them. They can float around, too free, and then disappear into nothing, unheard. Words on a page flow freely when they have the benefit of straight lines and clear boundaries. This page is a riverbank, letting my feelings flow and keeping my words still long enough for you to take them in. I like when I can see the borders, know their shape and texture, exactly where they end and I begin. If you're smiling—I know you are—thinking that the safety of a boundary is just an illusion, then just keep smiling, and let me have my dream. Because that is what you do for me. You are my boundary, my protection, the edges I press up against. I never locked my doors before you came, and now you check them every night before we go to bed. My heart still melts at that gesture as I snuggle down under the covers and wait for you to check the perimeter, knowing you will make sure all is well before you join me. When I press up against the wall of your back, solid and strong, and kiss you between your shoulder blades, I can lose myself in the immense, broad scope of your flesh. My hands want to trace every rising slope, the hard ridges of muscle that flex, sometimes even in your sleep. My softness is my gift to you, the rub of my thigh over yours, my velvet belly and the gentle swell of my naked breasts as I flatten myself against you, searching for that threshold, feeling the resistance of that solid wall of muscle as I try to find a way to melt into your body. I know that I can completely let go with you, that everything I have kept tightly reined in can be let loose. There is no wildness, no crazy, twisted part of me that you won't accept, that you can't contain. I am more free within your borders than I have ever been, and I like to push them, test them, rub my bottom up against them and feel you tremble with the effort to stand. But you always do. The way your cock stands up for me to dance around, to take into me and ride until I'm breathless, grinding my pelvis into yours until I know we'll both be bruised tomorrow. And still you hold me, your hands trying to contain the flow of my body, your fingers kneading my flesh, as I rock like a wave in the cradle of your hips. You let me crash against your shore, again and again, rolling with that sweet rhythmic music of our love, the love of the world—we are love, limitless, stretching, an endless push and pull. Your steady heart, big and strong and pounding blood red with life, beats against mine as I try to push into, past, through, feeling for those limits, blurring the boundaries between our flesh. You are a rock, granite, fiercely constant, and I can flow over and around you like the steady, pulsing rhythm of our life, seeping honeyed sweetness. The making of our love is an undoing, an unfolding, a gift we are opening to every moment, every day. Your hands steady me, guide and direct me, here and always, showing me the way, places I didn't know existed and couldn't have found on my own. I have felt no other connection like this, when we come together, the slick, slippery heat of our flesh meeting and melding at our center. I quiver under your hands and the weight of your body as you fill me, that one moment frozen like perfection, spilling love into the world like a flood. If there is another man like you, I don't know him—and I don't care. You are the magnificent man in my life, the one heart that reaches into mine, who cradles the vulnerable softness of my belly in his hand when it trembles. I know am blessed every night, when your warm breath moves over my neck like a prayer. You have made me a very lucky woman, and my heart's gratitude beats only for you. I could never open my mouth and speak a tenth of what I feel, and my eyes can only give you half. Perhaps my words flowing freely within the boundary of this page will show you a glimpse of what burns in my heart.