The moon was full and we loaded up in my old pick up and headed to the national forest. I was fresh out of the Army and attending FSU. I had a roommate and I was also dating a beautiful country girl that loved to play. I was always looking for some place to take her pun intended. We went to a small clearing in the forest next to a huge sinkhole called Big Dismal.

We spread out an old comforter and anchored each corner with big citronella candles which we lit. We took the fruits, cheese, and wine out of the cooler. Then we undressed. She was beautiful in the moonlight. She had long brown hair, upturned nose, freckles, the tiniest waist I'd ever seen and large tits with just the slightest sag.

The moon cast shadows across her breasts and skin. We laid down and stroked each other's bodies. We tickled and teased avoiding our genitals.

I poured us both a glass of wine and invited her to take a walk with me to the sinkhole. We stayed on the dirt road to avoid sand spurs. We held hands, excited that anybody could come driving down the trail at any moment. I couldn't beleive how hard my length was.

I saw her nipples were just as hard. I stopped to kiss her, our tongues playing in each other's mouths. I squeezed her nipple and she moaned.

Her hand reached down to hold my length. This is the first time she touched me and I shivered. She pulled my length guiding me off the trail to a twisted oak tree. She told me that she wanted me in her.

We set down our glasses and she held on to an overhead branch. She lifted her leg and proped it on the twisted trunk. Her lips parted slightly and all I could think about is being in her.

I held my length by the base and put the head between her lips. I wanted to go slowly but I couldn't. In one push, I'm was in her. The warmth of her surrounding my length contrasted with the cool breeze. I held her soft place and begin pumping. I was lost in her softness when I felt her arms shake. I was so lost in her that I forgot where we were. I pulled out and took her hand. We picked up our glasses and headed to the glow of the candles. We laid down and she pushed me on my back. She straddled my hips and reached down to grab my length. She slide it along her soft edges and slide up and down, not letting me in her, the head of my length rubbing her personal place. She teased me for a few minutes as I went out of mind wanting to return to her womb. She finally relented and gently pushed yourself down on my length. I tried to pump but she held me down. She reached over and pick up her glass and drank still riding me. She leaned forward to kiss me. I opened my lips and was surprised when a dribble of wine came from her mouth. I sucked at her mouth wanting more and she gave it to me. Her breasts against me, my length deep in her, our mouths sharing the wine, I feel that there is one person on the blanket. She leaned back, breaking the spell.

Her hips started moving back and forth. There's nothing I could do except enjoy the ride, the view, the stars. She reached down and massaged her personal place. She paced her moves, her fingers until she felt me tense. She said hold on, just a minute more. I tried to think of anything except her beauty, her softness, her swaying tits, her hard nipples, then I heard her start to yell and felt her contract. I was free to cum. I felt my whole body empty into hers. I couldn't seem to stop. When I came back to earth, I opened my eyes to see her green eyes twinkling, just above mine.