I noticed her from across the bonfire. Of course I did, it was early in the evening and she was practically naked already. The scrap of dark fabric she was wearing as a skirt was flying all over the place because she was dancing. It looked like she wasn’t really part of the same world as the rest of us. I’m not complaining, it was quite a pleasant sight. I sipped my drink and leaned back trying to put on my cool and hoping to watch her for a while.
I guess I turned away because she wasn’t there anymore when I looked back. I wondered if maybe I had been drinking more than I thought, so I checked my flask. No, I had barely had anything yet. I shrugged and scanned the circle looking for familiar faces.
The drummers were taking turns, but the steady ocean-like rhythm was still going strongly. Not too many people were dancing yet-and none of them were my type-so I just watched the drummers. After a moment even that didn’t hold my attention. I closed my eyes and relaxed into the soothing, amorphous sounds. Feeling the warmth of the summer night and the fire, watching the shadows play on the inside of my eyelids, and then disappear, I just sat there.
“I noticed you watching me.” Her voice was so soft it was difficult to hear her with the noise of the drums and the other people talking. I opened my eyes, and indeed it was the dancer from before, sadly she had decided to wrap herself in a shawl, so I couldn’t see her perfect breasts this time. I don’t think I sighed too loud.
I stood up and gave her my best smile. “You are quite lovely.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You’re pretty attractive yourself, if that’s what you mean?” She left the question hang there.
I couldn’t help but grin. “Yes. That’s exactly what I meant. By the way, it’s nice to meet you.” I winked and held out my hand. “My name’s Kar.”
She let go of the shawl, baring her breastbone and grabbing my hand. Instead of shaking it, she pulled, hard. She must have practically hovered-she was shorter than me by about four inches-because the kiss that came next was square on my mouth even without giving me a chance to lean in.
I didn’t over-think it.
I opened my mouth and kissed her back. I leaned forward into it, trying to take control of the situation. I’m not used to the girls I’m interested in making the first move. I guess I feel like it’s against some sort of code or something.
But she pulled back from the kiss and tugged me-she was still holding my hand-away from the fire, into the darkness. I cleared my throat, and tried to prepare myself for speech, but before I could open my mouth, she looked back at me. Her eyes caught the fire-light and sparked as she held up a finger to her lips. “We’re almost there.”
I must have looked puzzled.
“Don’t worry.” She pulled me along some more, and we were certainly somewhere. It was dark there and quieter, though the drums were still droning in the background. I wasn’t really paying attention to them, though.
She let my hand drop. I opened my mouth and she put a finger to my lips. “I want you, right now,” she said, “What do you say?” She pulled the finger back and raised an eyebrow.
I nodded. Enthusiastically.
She looked me in the eyes, her glittery eyelids sparkling in the faint light coming from behind me, as she unbuttoned my top and shoved her hand in to push my bra aside and grab my breast. The surprising quickness of it, and the ferocity of her grip sent shivers of excitement through my body, into my pussy. Now I was convinced that I absolutely needed her to do whatever she wanted with me, no questions.
She kept looking me in the eyes as she shrugged her shawl off onto the grass behind her, but all I could do was look at her delicious-looking, perfect breasts. I started to bring my hand up to touch her, and she squeezed my nipple hard. My knees buckled with the sensations. I let my hand drop and let her tug me down by my breast until I was kneeling.
“Good girl,” she said. “You follow directions so well.”
I blinked. Usually I’m the one deciding what’s happening. But at the same time, this was so fucking hot.
She smiled as she knelt down close enough that her knee was between mine, her barely-covered hips straddling one of my thighs. She pinched my nipple harder and tugged until I was pressed against her. Our lips met and opened, her tongue pushed into my mouth and all I could do was moan.
She let go of my nipple, holding me firmly by the side of the chest and my neck, making sure I wasn’t going anywhere. I let my hands reach out to her, pressing them against her back, my fingers curling in to grip her as her naked breasts pressed against my open shirt and the bared skin underneath.
She broke the kiss but held my head still as she stared into my eyes.
I could feel the hand on my side traveling down my body, pressed firmly against me until it found the waistband of my shorts. The nails on her other hand gently scratched into the side of my neck, inciting shivers down my spine and across my scalp, as she slowly traversed my body, to find the button that held my shorts on. Without fumbling, she had the button undone, the zipper down, and her hand plunged wrist deep into my boxers.
Her fingers grazed over my mound, deliciously teasing me with the sensations running through my pelvis and up my spine. Then she rocked forward, pushing my ass back against my heels and pressing her leg against the back of her hand, propelling two fingers into my cunt.
Her fingers slid in easily, firmly. I could feel my own juices flowing out as they did. Her other hand was still at the back of my neck, pressing my face into her breast as she started rocking slowly, sending her fingers deep into me. My lips opened and I sucked her nipple into my mouth so I could lick it. The taste of the mixture of salt and smoke that was covering her body was intoxicating. She tasted incredible. I pulled my tongue back further into my mouth and began to flick her nipple lightly with the tip in time with her thrusts.
My hands relaxed on her back and slid down to her ass, pulling her into me. I could feel the burning in my legs from the position we were in, but I willed myself to continue. Letting her fuck me like this was feeling too good to stop.
And fuck me she did. Her slow, gentle thrusts gave way to a more powerful and purposeful thrusts. Her thumb rested right along my clit, teasing it as she slid her fingers deep into me and out again in time with the movement of her hips. She increased the pace as I began pushing back against her, our bodies pressed against each other. Her thumb pressed against my clit now. My tongue flicking her nipple and her pussy dripping wet and slick against the cotton shorts which covered my thigh.
I could feel the orgasm coming, the power of it building in my core, pushing out in all directions from my pussy. I opened my eyes and looked up at her as I sucked in my first gasp. I let her tit fall out of my mouth as I took in more air and just rode her fingers, enjoying the way she had completely taken me.
Another gasp and I pressed my face into her tits again to stifle the scream that came out as I started pulsing around her fingers. The orgasm raged through me, flares of intense sensation running down my legs and up my spine, blinding red lights behind my eyes.
“Oh yes!” I cried into her chest. I moaned and pressed myself against her harder, my body begging for more.