It was a warm summer day as Marianne strolled along the lakeshore, her full breasts threatening to spill out of her push-up bra. She had come to the lake to clear her mind, but her thoughts kept drifting to him – his strong arms, his piercing blue eyes, and the way he made her feel.
She had met him at a party last weekend, and they had hit it off immediately. They had spent the night talking and laughing, and when he had walked her to her car, he had leaned in for a kiss. It had been electric, and she had known then that she wanted more.
As she reached the end of the lake, she saw him – Jack, standing there with a grin on his face. He was even more handsome than she remembered, with his messy brown hair and his muscular build.
“Fancy meeting you here,” he said, his eyes twinkling.
She smiled, feeling her heart race. “I was hoping I might run into you.”
They walked along the shore, talking and laughing, until they came to a secluded spot beneath a tree. He turned to her, his eyes dark with desire.
“I’ve been thinking about you all week,” he said, his voice low and husky.
She felt a shiver run down her spine as he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her bra.
She moaned, feeling herself grow wet with desire. She reached down, running her hands over his hard chest and down to his pants, where she could feel his cock straining against the fabric.
He broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Fuck, Marianne. You’re driving me crazy.”
She smiled, feeling empowered. She reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. His eyes widened as he took in her full breasts, her nipples hard and aching for his touch.
He didn’t hesitate, his mouth closing around one nipple as his hand teased the other. She moaned, her head falling back as he worshipped her body.
He moved lower, his lips and tongue tracing a path down her stomach and to the waistband of her shorts. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire.
“Can I taste you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, feeling her cheeks flush with desire. He pulled her shorts down, his mouth closing around her clit as his fingers slipped inside her.
She cried out, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as she rode his face.
“Yes, Jack. Oh god, yes.”
She came hard, her body shuddering with pleasure as he continued to lick and suck. When she finally came down from her high, he looked up at her, his lips glistening with her juices.
“You taste amazing,” he said, his voice filled with reverence.
She reached down, pulling him to his feet and kissing him deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only made her want him more.
She reached down, pulling his cock out of his pants and stroking it. He was hard and thick, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her.
He groaned, his hips thrusting as she stroked him. She could feel his cock twitching in her hand, and she knew he was close.
“Fuck, Marianne. I’m gonna cum.”
She didn’t hesitate, dropping to her knees and taking him in her mouth. She sucked and licked, milking his cock as he came hard, his cum filling her mouth.
She swallowed, savoring the taste of him. When he was spent, she stood up, kissing him deeply.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice filled with wonder.
He smiled, his eyes filled with love. “You’re amazing.”
They spent the rest of the day exploring each other’s bodies, trying out different positions and making each other scream with pleasure.
As the sun began to set, they lay
in each other’s arms, spent and sated.
“I love you, Marianne,” he said, his voice soft.
She smiled, feeling her heart swell with love. “I love you too, Jack.”
It was the beginning of a beautiful relationship, one built on passion and love. And it all started with a lakeside tryst and a push-up bra.
