? Spring into Action
Mel’s hands pushed into the soft earth, my wet lips on her neck. My hand pulled at her sweatpants. My hips pushed her forward until the momentum ended, and she was able to steady us both. A playful reminder about being more affectionate had turned into us wrestling on the front deck then spilling onto the front lawn where the soft earth held a comforting temperature.
It was the first warm late-afternoon-into-evening of Spring. The street lights had kicked on now, and people outdoors enjoying the day had begun to retreat to their homes.
Mel pushed back, turning me on my side and then playfully onto my back, and now it was her grabbing at clothes, rubbing against my flesh and making it hard.
Our house sits on a hill with a short but extended front lawn stretching down to a sidewalk and street. We were close to the deck, so unless the elderly neighbors to the left or right were in their front yards or one of us was sat straight up, we were out of sight to most.
A car raced past, and Mel ducked a little while grinding through the outer layer of our clothes, lining up her warmth on my hardening shaft, her groove finding my tip.
“Ohhh,” she cooed softly and reached down to slip her sweats and panties to her thighs, continuing to grind, missing hardly a beat. This was purposeful, and it would end fast, with her skin now exposed and hips lined up to mine.
Her tender flesh rubbed against the gritty fabric, her breaths uneven and hastening. My hands fumbled to push down the edges of my sweats. In between grinding thrusts, I inched them down. Then with a quick push, I was able to slide them past my ass while staying lined up.
Another car approached. Mel leaned forward again, exposing me toward the west before she dropped back, skillfully allowing my tip to pop inside—and then down the length, she slid. I was inside.
“God, yes!” she proclaimed a little too loud, looking around before refocusing on the task at hand.
I pushed up with my hips and she pushed back. We steadied and got comfortable, joined together half-naked outdoors. The warmth of the spring earth and her body added to the excitement of being outside hastened our desires.
“Mmmmm, Donnie…”
My whispered name trailed off with her breath, and we began a rhythmic give and take, push and pull, enter and exit. Pumping against each other, we hit a perfect cycle of skin over skin. She stayed close to me, worried a walker, biker, or someone might see her hovering over me, her arms in a half-push up to allow for clean movement.
“Oh, fuck,” she whispered as we sped up, thrust deeper. To her surprise, she came quickly in a wave and pushed back, holding her weight tight against me. “MMMMmmm. Yes!”
Her voice lit the fuse. My load had been close and now shot into her, deep and in several long, pronounced bursts. She relaxed on my chest, and we giggled some, just lying joined on the front lawn.
We heard voices down the block approaching on the sidewalk, so we quickly yanked our sweats back up to our waists and rolled over, popping up as if we were just weeding or something.
“Hey, Mel!” her good friend Lu called out, walking with her husband. “First really great day, huh?”
“Great for sure,” Mel called back to her, slipping her arm around me. The fluids of our lovemaking still ran warm on and inside our bodies as we bantered until they walked by.
This was a hot read.
Thanks O-man, I appreciate you reading it and enjoyed the heck out of writing it…
Wow, fantastic! Love the warm start of spring and the fresh air. Bravo to you both for getting frisky right out front with the risk of exposure—we love mating outdoors or in unusual places where there is a chance someone might accidentally catch a peek of our passion. Great ending too with your neighbor strolling by ?
LadyGarden
The spontinaity is the biggest turn-on. Thanks for reading!
Fun story! We are fans of outdoor sex too!
Just being outdoors seems to make it better by itself, but that chance of getting peeped upon adds an additional thrill!
Be careful. It’s easy to get caught up in the moment and miss people wandering by.
😉
Who's not a fan of outdoor sex, right? It was taking a chance for sure and glad we left some clothes on… 😀
Great Story. I love the Springtime and the out-of-doors.
Thanks Art…Springtime is the best.
Your story made us so anxious for Spring. Can't wait for warm weather, soft grass and my husband! Thanks for the inspiration!!!
Glad I could help. I hope you grind and ride as well as Mel did! 😀