The tryst was going to be one of a kind. Corresponding only over the internet she was intriguing enough but
as I sat waiting at Winslow’s’ in the City Market I could only wonder how accurate her picture was and how
truthful she was about what she wanted from me and if I was going to be right for her.
I kept my eye on the front door waiting for her when I saw her walk confidently through the door and up to the
table I was at. She was wearing a peasant dress and her linen blouse had the top three buttons unbuttoned
so that when she leaned over, her breasts would not be exposed. I was hoping she would allow me to
unbutton it, move the blouse aside and caress her breast when we were alone or she could move it aside to
show me her breast when we weren’t. While sitting at the cloth covered table in outdoor café she dropped
her keys. As I bent under the table to retrieve them I saw her part her knees to show me what would be mine
later on that evening.
We left Winslow's and walked along the now closing City Market when she pulled me into a doorway. With
her back against the wall and my back hiding her from view, she placed one hand on my chest while guiding
my hand with hers under her peasant dress to her firm round ass. She then moved my hand around the more
sensitive parts of her body while she told me what she wanted me to do with my hand.
We walked as we left the City Market and headed north to the Missouri River Overlook; not holding hands,
but with my hand at the small of her back and her thumb in my back pocket. With me close behind, she
skipped to the corner of the deck and leaned forward with her hands clasping the corner. Her right hip was
poised just slightly higher than her left as I came up from behind and put my hands next to her elbows and my
cheek next to her ear.
We stood there for a few moments watching driftwood float by when she turned around and faced me placing
her feet just outside mine with her elbows on the railing. I moved closer and reached for “my button”, the
button that kept her breasts from view, while she looked down to see my fingers unbutton the rest of her
buttons save for the last.
We gazed into each others eyes as the outside of my fingers opened her blouse and my hands rose to her
shoulders, just brushing the outside of her breasts. I gently pushed the blouse passed her shoulders when
she brought her arms to her sides to keep the blouse from falling. My splayed fingers, barley touching her
skin, came slowly down her chest until the palms of my hands touched her nipples.
She quickly turned to face the river and placed her elbows on the railing as my hands came around her arms
and gently cupped her breasts. She closed her eyes and raised her head as I blew softly from behind her
ear down her neck and back again. As I moved slightly to the right, kissing her neck and shoulders, my right
hand moved slowly over her stomach, unbuttoned the last button on her blouse and slid my hand under the
elastic band of her peasant dress.
She moved her feet slightly apart so my hand could completely cover her now moist and puffy labia. The pad
of my center finger, where it meets the palm of my hand, found and began massaging her clit while the other
fingers undulated like ripples over her labia. She reached beside and behind her and began rubbing me
where our bodies touched. I parted her labia, touched the entrance to her ecstasy and pulled my hand up far
enough for my finger tip to continue the intimate massage.
She suddenly stiffened, pressed against my chest and looked over my shoulder as though someone was
approaching. I quickly turned into a defensive posture, hiding her behind me, but we were alone. We
exchanged a few nervous giggles but the moment was gone. She rearranged her dress and began rolling
her blouse up from the bottom until she could tie it in a knot under her breasts, buttoned one button but not
my button.
As the sun set over the river we walked back toward the City Market, knowing full well that the consummation
of our one and only but memorable encounter was imminent, the only question was Where?
We got into my car that was parked by the overlook and drove a mile to River Walk Park. The sun had
dipped below the city skyline and we walked along the sidewalk as the street lamps lit our way. I brought
along a small duffel bag with fresh fruit in baggies inside containers of ice and a small blanket. The park is
lined with small rolling hills so we set the blanket on the grass close to the river in one of the many valleys.
We fed each other some grapes, took turns spooning out the kiwi fruits from their casings and enjoyed each
others company. I repacked the residuals form our repast, keeping the kiwi casings out for disposal on our
walk back to the car. I stood on my knees to move the bag from the blanket and as I turned she grabbed my
belt, unfastened it, pulled my pants down to my knees and told me to sit next to her.
I sat down as instructed and pulled one foot toward me and placed my forearm on top of it. She cuddled up
next to me leaning against my leg and chest and tilted her head next to mine. We sat in silence and listened
to the river flow for a while when she began exploring me. From my position I couldn’t reciprocate pleasuring
her so I sat stroking her hair, becoming enlarged and enjoying her soft explorations.
She reached for one of the kiwi casings and began rubbing its interior on my helmet and now stiffened shaft.
She slid down the blanked and started licking the fruit juices she had placed there. Her mouth was savory as
she slid her tongue back and forth on the bottom of my throbbing shaft while applying the perfection amount
of suction on the rest of me. I laid back and looked at the stars but had to close my eyes when she used her
tongue to satiate my balls.
It seemed like just a minute when she spun around putting one knee on each side of my shoulders as her
peasant dress covered my head. With her knees apart her puffy labia was open and revealed to me her
inner folds and her erect little clit. I reached around under her dress and grabbed her firm little ass bringing it
down to my anxious tongue. I felt a slight shudder as my tongue flittered across its target and I couldn’t help
my self as my tongue explored the rest of her folds. I penetrated her several times with my tongue while
licking her wet inner thighs and her inner folds but always returning to her magical little clit.
She raised, turned, and positioned herself just above my throbbing johnson. I lifted her dress in enough time
to see my helmet disappear inside her. She rose ever so slightly and slid further down my shaft, repeating
this until I could feel her clit press against me. She rocked back and forth a few times before she leaned over
me and began thrusting her pelvis forward and back faster and faster with each movement. I opened her
blouse, squeezed her breasts tightly and pulled her toward me until her nipples met my eager mouth. I bit
lightly on each of them alternating between the left and right, showing no favoritism while sucking on each as
though they were created just for me. While I enjoyed her I could feel her come for the first time.
I pulled her toward me, rolled her over onto her back, leaned over her and shoved myself deep inside her.
She rolled her ass upward so I could go deeper with each pounding. In the dim light I could see her hands
above her head, her eyes closed and her breasts move up and down in unison with every thrust. I rose up,
grabbed her ass, rolled her on to her side, pulled her leg up and continued going deeper with each thrust.
Roughly, she reached around and pushed me back onto the ground, remounted while looking down at me
with a smile as her long hair framed her beautiful face. She began her pelvic thrusts again, leaned forward,
put her hands on my chest as my hands returned to her breasts.
She collapsed motionless on top of me but I could feel her body alternatively tighten and loosen as she came
for the second time. We lay there for a time but she climbed off when she felt me swell up inside of her and
took me with her hand just as I came. While moving her ass close enough so that I could still penetrate her
and massage her clit with my hands she moved her hand up and down my shaft. Completely spent, I could
feel her hand moving over my shaft and helmet until she took me into her mouth once again. She mounted
me again and then lay upon my chest with her head just below mine. Both of us breathing hard, I could feel
her squeeze my member with her inner muscles as we lay together taking in the night and our moment.
We laid there in silence for some time enjoying the night air before she rolled over and told me she had to
leave. We packed everything back into the bag and walked ever so slowly back to my car, neither one of us
wanting to go. I drove her back to her car, we said our good byes and gave each others ass one more
squeeze, sated in our one and only encounter.