The car hurtles through countryside, pulling into a dirt path by the river. Small wood ahead. Heart thumps hard after lunch—hoping it’s not too rough. Master parks. ‘Quiet spot, no danger.’ We trek in. Heels sink into hard earth, twelve centimeters stabbing. Narrow paths lead to a clearing. ‘Strip your dress!’ Naked now, stockings only, rosebud plugged deep with Master’s cum. ‘Hunt game. Five minutes head start. First to catch claims you fully.’ I flee right, toward river, ass jiggling, exposed. Woods whisper—rustles everywhere. Find a hidden nook, back to tree, pulse racing.
Footsteps crunch. ‘Magnificent naked in the woods.’ Spin—it’s him. Max from restaurant. Stunned. ‘Ninety minutes felt eternal.’ Arms wrap me. Hard cock presses. Foreheads touch. ‘Dropped my ‘girlfriend’ home first.’ Kiss crashes. Lips devour. Body melts, fighting urge to yield. He lifts me effortless. ‘Taking you—and your rosebud.’ Car bound, his jacket barely covers. Village house, gated, charming. Nude again outdoors. Kneels, cleans my heels, kisses pubis—shiver rips.
The Fever: Irresistible Desire Ignites
Inside, salon cozy. Ice tea flows. He strips naked, cock rigid. Sits close. ‘Inviting me by choosing couch?’ Hands roam back, ass, probe rosebud. Reveals RFID tag from dress hem. ‘Tracked my prey.’ Kiss deepens. Skin scorches. Tongues battle. Fingers tease nipples, harden peaks. Pinned down, bodies fuse. Heart hammers. ‘You’re mine.’ Doubt fades in heat.