I'll Have a Hot Cider and a Hot Fantasy!

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I'll Have a Hot Cider and a Hot Fantasy!
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Sun, 11-13-2011 - 2:13pm

I have always found Autumn in the Northeast to be just the most gorgeous season. Crisp, sunny days, a slight chill in the air, and Fantasy thoughts abound.

Can you create a Fantasy situation involving the Autumn season and a fun, sexy sexual encounter?

Details please!

Mrs P

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Sun, 11-13-2011 - 3:52pm

My date and I were walking down a long dark trail.

Born to Live.

 

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Sun, 11-13-2011 - 11:26pm

Been there, done that, but in the NW of the UK.

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Mon, 11-14-2011 - 9:50pm

A roll in the hay?

Mrs P

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Mon, 11-14-2011 - 9:52pm
alexod wrote:

Been there, done that, but in the NW of the UK.

Mrs P

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Mon, 11-14-2011 - 9:56pm
Apart from some frenching in a naked wood, it all revolves around a Manx lass and our dorm rooms. Oh and an English lass, and a farm in N Wales with a log fire.
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Tue, 11-15-2011 - 1:53pm
We are walking in the woods near a lake in a park in Massachusetts, holding hands and walking as we enjoy the cool breeze, the sun still warming us in the brisk autumn air, and the leaves crunch under our feet.

As we stop and kiss under a colorfully leafed tree, she pulls away with a smile, and then taps a branch over my head, leafs dotting my head and shoulders. I chase her, her flowing skirt rising with the wind and the running from me as I chase her, soft pink cotton panties flashing briefly.

Timing things just right, I tackle her gently into a windblown pile of leaves, my arms wrapped around her legs. She laughs long and loud until she feels my hands grab either side of her panties, pulling them down below her knees. She lets out a little "ooo!" as she squirms to pull her skirt down over herself, as I pull myself to her, my head under her skirt, kissing her soft inner thigh as my hands cup her curvy bottom.

She hits my shoulders with mock protest as she spreads her legs open, and I move in to feast on the soft warm, sweet sensations awaiting me there, my tongue and fingers probing and rubbing, focusing in on those sensitive, wet areas that cause her to squirm and moan the most.

My fingers and mouth move in a frenzy now as her pleasure crescendoes, her legs tighten around me as her hips thrust and her back arches, one long, loud grunting moan escaping as her attempts to be quiet fail, her body shuddering through a long low moan as I pleasure her through her orgasm, only slowing to an eventual stop as her body starts to relax on its own, the spasming around my probing fingers slowing to the same stop.

As she lays their, loopy lopsided smile, catching her breath, I pull off her panties and stick them in my pocket, as a "warning" not to run off again and a sign of "victory" :)
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Tue, 11-15-2011 - 9:50pm
nicely done Q!

Mrs P

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Wed, 11-16-2011 - 8:53am
Your question peaked my.... interest ;)