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Wild Sex in a Glass Treehouse- Free Erotica
Wild Sex in a Glass Treehouse– Free Erotica
A first-time weekend away for a new couple starts off sensually as they find themselves overcome by the beauty of their surroundings. In this erotic story, Jamie and her lover get back to nature in their glass treehouse located in the breathtaking New Zealand landscape.
It was an open glasshouse, nestled on the base of a forest, somewhere on the natural knockout of New Zealand. Jamie and I were excited!
We had only been seeing each other for four months then – the most exhilarating four months of my life in as long as I could remember!
Two peas in a pod and inseparable right off the bat, Jamie and I made a pact in the second month of our relationship; we were going to take a break, once in every two months, to go on a getaway, somewhere away from our city, to a place neither of us had ever been before.
So, there we were, on our very first getaway, wading into this spacious cabin with floor-to-ceiling glass walls, overlooking forested valleys and meandering rivers…
“Oh my god!” I exclaimed, rolling my eyes over the room.
“Woooow!” Jamie seconded.
I peeled my bag off my shoulders and flung it to the neatly made bed then I skittered to the wide glass windows and pushed my hands against the thick glass to halt my feet, “My goodness Jamie, this view is ever-rything!”
Jamie’s bag dropped to the floor in a light thud and in seconds, he was standing behind me, wowing along with me.
“This view is spectacular!” I cried. “Look at those rolling hills—”
“And endless skies!” Jamie completed my statement. “It’s all so quiet.”
“Just hush for a second,” I said, craning my neck sideways to catch Jamie’s gaze. “Listen.”
He kept still and together, we strained our ears to the tweets of birds, chipping on the trees outside, their endless whistles were enveloped in the sound of the water, gushing past through the blue streams.
We smiled quietly at each other, then broke out chuckling.
Jamie squeezed his arms around my waist and whirled me around to face him.
“It’s sooo-soo beautiful!” I exclaimed as he pinned his head down to my forehead.
“God - I love you!” he replied, obviously much more concerned about the view in front of him than the one outside.
I was flattered.
He leaned down into my face and I sent my arms around his neck, giggling.
This was exciting. Our relationship was still in its beginning phase so all the butterflies and thrilling shyness of being with someone new still very much coursed through my veins, and I could tell, that Jamie felt them too.
As I gazed up at him, admiring the fullness of his dark brows, how it sat in perfect proportion with his dark full curly hair, his lips touched down on mine, and my eyelids flickered shut.
He swam his tongue into the warmness of my mouth and I held on tightly to his neck. I let my lips close around his mouth, and our tongues began to dance, waggling sensually, in and out of each other’s mouth.
The door to the rented cabin was shut and we had brought our own food. I don’t know why I randomly thought of that at that moment, but the consciousness of us being far away from the hustle and bustle of city life, away from everyone we knew, only to escape into such tranquility of nature made me a lot damper between my thighs.
Jamie’s bulge was beginning to push against my laps. He groaned hungrily into my mouth, and in between our sloppy kisses.
My fingers scratched up into his hair and he squeezed the swell of my butt with both his hands. His hands stayed on my ass, caressing wildly through the chiffon of my strappy short royal blue dress. They trailed up to the cinch of my waist, and as if changing his mind, drove down to the flesh right beneath my ass and scooped me up into his arms.
I bounced up with an excited yelp and sent my thighs to wrap around the small of his waist.
We giggled like teenagers, before finding each other’s lips again in a noisy kiss.
Jamie moved with me in his hands to the king-sized bed. The sheets were spick and span with white thick coverings that absorbed my skin when
Jamie let me fall down to the bed.
My body bounced against the pulp mattress, stretching out across the bed with my auburn hair sprawling out around my head.
“You’re so beautiful,” he gushed, gazing down at me as he unbuttoned his shirt and flung it off.
I chuckled, curling my index finger repeatedly at him, I even bit my lower lip along with the gesture.
“You’re so sexy!” Jamie teased.
He jumped into the bed and plopped down beside me, I chuckled, turning sideways to take his face into my hands.
His right hand slid under the hem of my dress just as our lips touched. I loved kissing Jamie, he had the sweetest tongue I had experienced yet in a man, and the way he moved his tongue against mine, nibbling my lips in between, always caused a tingle between my thighs.
It was still afternoon so the sun outside was shining into the glasshouse, accompanied by the raw sounds of nature; the type one would find on one of those YouTube audio recordings. But there we were, planted in the middle of nature, experiencing the beauty of its splendor and ever relaxing sounds!
Jamie’s right hand slipped under the hem of my dress, and his palm touched my folded lap. I was sideways on top of him, with his mouth in mine and him under me, caressing the flesh on my lap. He slid his hand further under my dress until it was touching the swell of my ass.
The lacy black thong I wore passed only through the crack of my butt, creating bare access to the cheeks of my butt and Jamie rubbed it, groping sensually and groaning at the softness of its feel.
I crossed a thigh over him and sat on top of him. It was a little dress so I grabbed it by the hem and with zero effort, slipped it up my body and over my head.
I was not wearing a bra.
Jamie reached his fingers upward to touch my breast but I gently slapped his hand away and leaned down into his chest. I reached for his singlet and pulled the white fabric over his head.
Jamie was hard in the middle.
I shifted downward on his thigh and unbuckled the belt on his knee-length brown shorts, then I peeled out the belt in one single swipe, and slapped it to the floor. This move ignited laughter in Jamie - I chuckled.
I grabbed his shorts by the waist, making sure that I was grabbing his boxers too, together, with the waist of both fabrics secured between both my hands, I dragged them down his legs and off his feet!
His penis slapped free, hard and pulsating between his lean hips. Jamie was well endowed. The thickness of his elongated length never ceased to amaze me. I looked at it hungrily before hornily crawling up his body.
It took everything in me to move past his hard, delicious-looking bar to first, plant my lips down on his nipples. Anyone could rush sex, anyone, and in minutes, pant with the exertion of the hurried act but that was not Jamie and me. We were going to explore each other’s bodies, patiently meeting every desire and want…
And Jamie hissed in pleasure.
I moved my lips to the left nipple and stroked it, gently nibbling it between my teeth.
“Mmmmm,” he moaned, sending his hands to the sides of my waist.
I let my tongue slide up the hardness of his chest, all the way up to the flesh of his neck.
Moist and warm, my tongue nibbled on his ear lobe and he groaned against my chin. “Trading places huh?”
I could not help but smile, “Yes,” I replied, as I sat upright on him. I craned my neck to the side so that my long full hair was reaching down sideways, and I watched him, with hard taut nipples, poking down at him.
I was so wet, yet delaying this entire process deliberately.
And well-mannered Jamie simply followed my lead. “You’re so beautiful.”
His eyes had grown dark, sexily dim with desire. I lifted his right palm and pressed it flat against my left breast, and he squeezed, causing my eyes to flicker shut. His left hand reached the right breast and I didn’t slap him off this time around. Instead, I laced my fingers behind my head and moaned into space as he kneaded both breasts simultaneously and the nipples, interchangeably.
“Oh, Jamie…”
He sat up with my thighs still straddling him and he began to suck at my breasts, Jamie groped, pulled, kneaded, and tweaked my nipples so consistently that I could not take the thumping of my clitoris anymore. He wasn’t touching me there, simply worshipping my breasts and making quick trips to my lips and that denial made me ache between my thighs.
I was so wet that my clitoris began to thrum and I wanted him to touch me down there, so bad but he didn’t, he just kept sucking my now engorged nipple, sending a slightly painful yet toe-curling sweet sensation down my body!
My waist whined on top of him, the lace of my panties brushing against his thigh, and even that drove wild sensation through me.
“Oh, Jam-i-i-e-e!”
I pushed him hard and he let his back crash down on the bed.
I raced on all fours and straddled his face, with my hands planting down above his head. Jamie snatched my pantie to the side and when his tongue, warm and hard, touched the hardness of my clitoris – soaked between my thighs - I cried, shuddering.
He ate me up like his life depended on it, greedily lapping up my juices as they spilled into his mouth.
I was rocking my waist against his face at this point. He tore my pantie in one single stretch, flung the fabric to the floor and grabbed both ass cheeks with his hands. As he continued to lick on my clitoris, he kneaded the swell of my butt.
He parted my ass cheeks, and ran a finger through my wetness, bringing it all the way up to the crack in my butt. Slick with my wetness, he slipped the finger, into my small hole, glided out, and caressed the surface while his tongue continued to draw parallel and vertical lines across and around my clitoris.
“Oh Jamie, I’m gon-n-na cu-u-u-u-mmmmmmmmm!” And my body shuddered, rapturing in ecstasy!
Jamie’s lips released my clitoris and he withdrew his finger from my butt hole.
He pulled me down on top of him and we kissed, slowly and passionately. I felt my hand underneath, and almost immediately, touched his erection. As I closed my fingers around his shaft, Jamie let out a guttural moan. I slid downwards and took his shaft into my mouth. My tongue rolled around his tip and my soft palms rubbed his engorged veins in upward strokes.
Having him inside my mouth caused moisture to gather between my thighs again, so I guided his length until his shaft was touching the warm heat at the entrance of my vagina.
His engorged veins rubbed against my tightness, heightening my pleasure and I pushed down on him, coming up only to plunge back down again. I leaned forward so that my breasts were hovering over his lips and I continued to hop up and down with his rod, heavy inside me.
“Ba-a-a-bbbeee!”
I rocked my waist, making circular motions and grinding so low that I could feel the tip of my clitoris, brushing against his abdomen, I hissed in pleasure!
His mouth reached up for my breast and his hands spread my butt cheeks and held them that way.
I hopped, moaning loudly while his lips licked at my nipples and his fingers made sure my ass stayed spread apart!
“Oh, bab---by!” He exclaimed and suddenly, hugged me to himself.
With his big hands tightly secured around me, he pounded away until he was groaning into the crook of my neck. His body stiffened, and I felt his rod, pulsating warm semen inside me.
He stayed inside me, kissing me softly as the breeze outside whipped.
Long minutes passed and we laid there, quietly. My ear was to his chest and his lips to my hair, listening to nature’s peaceful sounds and I felt my soul float in the serenity and my eyes began to fall asleep: slowly, and then, all at once.
THE END.
WRITTEN BY: KYLIE JOY TERUNDU.
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