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It started innocently enough. We took an evening stroll to our favorite spot, a grassy hill overlooking the city. The sun had set by the time we reached our destination and the darkness began to surround us. We sat for awhile, enjoying the view of an artificially lit city, before my husband laid back, his hands behind his head.

I followed his lead and his arm came out to meet my head. I nestled against his body, looking up at the night sky and taking in the twinkling night scape. It was the perfect night. Not too hot and not at all cold. Simply perfect for two lovers underneath the sky.

I threw my arm across his body and felt his fingertips trail along my skin. My arms erupted into tiny goosebumps. “Getting cold?” he asked.

“Not at all,” I answered. “I’m actually feeling quite warm at the moment.” I smiled, as I let my naked leg run along his pant leg.

He took me into his arms, kissing me passionately, while he moved over my body. While his one arm supported my head, he trailed his hand down my body, squeezing my breast firmly, before his fingers found my thighs. I spread my legs, letting him push his fingers between them and they found the small nestle of curls dampened from sweat and arousal.

“No panties,” he moaned into my mouth.

“No,” I answered between heated kisses.

He moved away from me, unbuckled his belt and let his pants and briefs fall below his knees. His hands ran up my legs, as he placed himself between them. I arched my back and raised my ass off the ground as he hiked my dress above my waist. A sudden rush of heat erupted between our bodies and there was an urgency between us.

He collapsed on top of me, smothering my mouth with his, as my hand reached down to his dripping erection. I let my body and hand guide him into me. One sharp thrust and he was inside me. I yelped into the moonlight. He fucked me hard, thrusting me into the grassy hill. I could feel the earth leaving it’s mark on my backside, as my husband left his mark within me.

My moans grew louder and intermingled with the sounds of nature around us. His breathing became harder and his thrusts more urgent. We held onto each other tight. My teeth dug into his shoulder, shielded by the fabric of his shirt. My screams were muffled. His mouth panted against my ear.

We made love under a blanket of stars and our orgasms were bathed by the moonlight.

© Secret Desire

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