She grew up on a farm. 

I don’t know what the fuck that has to do with anything, but she did.  She was sweet, kind, smart, pretty, and wonderfully dirty.  Everyone said she was the nicest girl in the world, and it was true. She also loved to fuck, she loved to be held down, and she loved making me beg and moan.

She also loved surprises.

We had a few hundred acres of woods on our college grounds, and in the fall we took walks through the woods to stare at the leaves.  We followed paths and stream beds without direction, and we sat along hedge rows staring into corn fields that had long been cut down.  We held hands and we laughed, but somewhere along the way we started kissing and didn’t stop.

My back was to a tree, and her body was big, strong and warm against me.  Her kisses were soft and full, and our fingers kneaded our thick sweaters and skin as we stood in the fading sun.

She stepped back with a cute smile before kneeling in front of me. I watched in awe as she undid my jeans, pulled me free, and took me into her mouth. She sucked my cock with an enthusiasm that came from complete joy and adoration. She was silly and curious at the same time and she measured every sigh that came out of my mouth.

She wrapped her hand around me, and she sucked just the head before looking up at me and swallowing everything. She pulled off me with a pop and she laughed at the sound even as I struggled to stand. I closed my eye as she took me back into her mouth and she began to move with a mission. She squeezed me with her hand, she teased me with her fingers and tongue, and she moved my entire body with her mouth.

I tensed my muscles, pulled on her hair and screamed out as my orgasm rocked through me in waves of release. I exploded into her mouth as I held myself up against the tree behind me.

She kept going, her mouth never stopping until my body slowed down, and suddenly, without warning, she threw her head back, tightened her stomach, and spit my cum out onto the leafy ground with a satisfying smack of her lips. 

I stared at her in shock, and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.  She looked up at with me a smile that was all innocence and joy, and she laughed.  

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” she said.  

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