Whoa it’s been a while since the last post, but I guess I’ve just been so content watching the hits count up that I forgot about the posting thing ! Well, and I suppose I was too busy having great sex, just maybe . No real post-worthy stories tho until recently. Wanna know what happened last Tuesday?

Paul fingered me in a brickyard.

Hehe, don’t worry, I’ll explain. A couple of weeks ago Paul and I went to my hometown, and we went to a park that had a limestone quarry in which one could find little fossils in the rocks. Paul later decided that he was going to take me to an area in his neck of the woods where we could find fossils. That placed happened to be the old abandoned Lilydale brickyard. They had large shale deposits there that had all sorts of little fossils in them. The area itself is very secluded, to get to the different deposits we had to hike through some wooded areas.

First we did some fossil hunting, then we hiked a little farther into the brickyard and found a really cool ravine with a little waterfall and everything. It was a warm day, and we were hot and sweaty from all the hiking, so we sat down by the cliffs where a cool breeze wafted through the ravine. We sat next to eachother, and hugged, then we started to kiss… then kiss more fiercely. He started to feel me up, and that turned me on. I was wearing a really low-cut shirt, and I pulled the collar down with my hand, exposing my breast to him. Slowly and senuously he licked and kissed my nipple, which just turned me on more and more. I moved to face him, straddling his legs as he continued to suck, nip and lick my now hard nipples. I moved my hand to his crotch and felt as he got hard. This made me just want to suck it, so I asked him if I could take it out to play. He told me not to ask such silly obvious questions, and I unzipped his pants, exposing his now fully erect member. I licked the tip and started to suck slowly on the head, making him moan softly. I let my mouth slowly move down the shaft, taking him all in, then out, then in. Then he started rubbing between my legs and touching my still-exposed breasts. I moved my hips up to give him better access, and then I pulled down my waistband, giving him permission to feel me there. He ran his fingers along my very wet slit, then started rubbing my clit. I moaned wantingly, and he began to rub faster and faster, making me hornier and hornier. He groped my breast as he fingered me, which just drove me wild. So yah, there we were, sitting on a hill of shale in a ravine, and Paul’s vigorously fingering my clit to orgasm. Oh oh, it was good. On the way back, all Paul had to say was “I’m glad you’re such a horny person.”

I’m glad too.

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