He lay next to me on the blanket. Nothing around us but the trees and the lake. The moon was so bright you could see everything clear as day. The stars were flickering against the black sky. You could hear the waves splashing against the rocks and the frogs and crickets singing. I was lying on my back staring up at him. He was lying on his side, head in his hand looking over my entire body. His fingers traced my curves. We were so quiet. We didn't need to say a word. Every once in a while he would lean down and kiss me, or I would reach up, framing his face with my hands and pull him down for a deep passionate kiss.  His hand slowly traced the curves of my breasts and as he came to my nipple he pinched it and waited for my reaction. Then he would move on, touching and tracing everything within his reach. Every time he would come back to my breasts the pressure would increase and the sweet pain would make me cringe. He would smile whenever I would whimper from the pain, but I could feel the fire start to build inside of me. When he's with me I have no control over my body. He controls my entire being. He barely touches my knees and I will spread my legs as far as I possibly can, giving him access to his every whim, never giving it a thought as I do.  He runs his hand down my belly and over the crotch of my shorts, squeezing my entire mound, then kisses me gently on the lips.  The lust in his eyes in intense as he slaps my inner thigh causing it to sting and welt immediately and me to let out a cry. I can see the change in his eyes when he causes me pain. He loves it,  it turns him on to watch me whimper and cringe, but the moment a whisper of pain croses my lips, his passion comes through and he touches me softly and gently as if to take away the pain he just caused me. He carefully exposes my most private parts, carressing me and touching me. I can feel the breeze blow between my legs and I pray no one walks by our secluded hiding spot. Instinctively I want to cover up, but I can't move. He caresses my lips as they become more and more wet. He brings his hand away, but only for a second. It comes back with an audible slap. The sting brings me that much higher. My clit is throbbing and I can feel my juices start to run down my ass. He slaps me again, then slides his middle finger inside of me causing me to ghasp loudly. After rubbing my juices all over my lips he brings his hand up and grabs my face, forcing his tongue in my mouth. He pulls away and sticks his finger in where his tongue had just been. I clean his finger off with my tongue and he smiles and gently kisses me on the lips and rubs his nose against mine in a more loving and affectionate way than anything.  Slowly he moves over me and presses his beautiful cock against my opening. He slides in easily and slowly, passionately makes love to me. My arms behind his neck and him staring in my eyes, I can feel a passion Ive never felt in my life. Slowly we both get closer and closer. Finally, just as I start to tighten up I feel him stiffen. He jerks as my orgasm fills my belly and rises up into my chest. I feel him filling me inside as I start to spasm, sucking every drop out of him as he looks deep into my eyes and kisses me deeply. When the feeling subsides and we both lie there out of breath, him still inside of me, I feel a calm I have never felt in my life.

My God I Love You.

Scarlet