First Moves

We met on the internet, as so many do. He was searching for a girl with something extra, and my schoolgirls outfit fit the bill as far as he was concerned. We met a month later, he had abandoned his wife and children for a day in the woods with me. First we were going to have a little fooling around in his car.

We'd arranged a spot on a quiet road in the forest, a spot where cars could leave the road and park beyond the trees. I pulled off the road, avoided some trees, and looked for his car, a black 4x4. I spotted it parked in the shade of a tree, and brought my car alongside. I wasn't yet dressed, but he had said it wouldn't matter to start with. I could see him in the drivers seat, and wondered how aroused he must be, the kind of anticipation of a meeting just for our mutual pleasure must have him quite horny by now, and I was struggling with my own erection as I stopped the car. I looked over at him, hoping I wouldn't be disappointing him, but I could see him grin somewhat, and he had already told me that my looks wouldn't be an issue.

I opened the door, got out of my car, and then straight into his, looking into his eyes. I knew that we were both aroused, and would definitely be fucking very soon indeed, but I'd felt special when talking to him, and even if I was desperate for him to enter me, I was also sure that I wanted to wait. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of being with him first.

I sat down in the passenger seat, and leaned round to get a good look at him, he was quite toned, in comparison to my large frame. He wore jeans and a t-shirt, had a very close crew cut and was dark and handsome. I wanted to feel him against me. He drew breath, as if to speak, but I quickly reached up with my hand to quiet him. I didn't feel like that kind of conversation right now, instead, I leant in towards him and took a kiss from him, I think he was as nervous as I was, even though this wasn't the first time for either of us, but quickly he responded, and I felt a thrill as I found my tongue entwining with his. He breathed in slightly, sucking my mouth onto his, and I moved in closer, supporting myself with a hand on his thighs. I took the opportunity to run my fingers over his crotch, confirming his arousal was as intense as mine, the strain of his penis on the zip of his jeans, the pulse of blood through it making it twitch under my caress.