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Liaisons Erotiques, N° 1
by Vividly Uninhibited
[MF, CONS]


1) The Test

You arrive at the designated meeting place as had been agreed, and spot me. I 
see you come toward where I'm sitting and, as you lower yourself into the 
chair opposite, we exchange introductions. We talk a while about any number of 
things, just as I said we would. Eventually, it becomes time to part company, 
and I walk you back to your car. After you unlock it, I gently spin you around 
and push you lightly against the door. 

Leaning in as if to kiss you, I place my hand above your waist. You 
hesitate... Parting my lips slightly, I press them against yours and kiss you 
lightly on the mouth. As you begin returning the kiss, my hand moves upwards 
slowly, stopping just under your breast. My thumb and forefinger stretch out, 
searching for the telltale signs of a bra through the thin material of your 
blouse. Though you knew to expect something unorthodox, you start to resist 
the move with signs of doubt rising in your eyes. 

I smile inwardly, because you did indeed remember some of the things we had 
discussed. With my fingertips, I gently caress the firm underside of your 
breast for a fleeting moment as an acknowledgement, before withdrawing my hand 
and breaking the kiss. 

Stepping back a little, I congratulate you on having passed my impromptu test. 
Further, I tell you that I would like to spend more time with you. You 
hesitate a split second before accepting, and I ask you to dinner the 
following night. 

I hold the door of your car open, allowing you to get in. Then, after closing 
it, I simply turn and walk back from whence I came... 


2) The Probe 

We had our first face to face encounter, and you've shown me then that you 
indeed remember things we discussed. By accepting my invitation, you have 
again let me know that those details somehow interested you. Before I shut 
your car door, I told you that we would finalize dinner plans online, later 
that night. I suggested that we dine at a place I know, and that we meet at my 
place. At first you hesitated, so I suggested a neutral place nearby instead. 
After giving you directions, you decided that coming here would be easier. But 
before calling it a night, I broached one final matter, and shut down the 
computer wondering how things would turn out the following evening. 

Just a few minutes after the appointed hour, you arrived at my door. You chose 
to wear a fairly simple, semi-casual dress that accentuated your figure in a 
flattering way. After a light kiss and embrace, I invited you in for a few 
minutes while I went to fetch my jacket, before heading out to eat. The place 
I chose was nearby, so I suggested we take advantage of the nice weather and 
walk there. Dinner was delightful, and while waiting for the check, I casually 
rested my hand on the table near you. I was gratified when, instead of 
withdrawing it, you responded with your hand very close to mine. Tentatively, 
I outstretched my fingers to brush lightly against it, before withdrawing it. 
On the walk back, I offered you my arm and you accepted. 

Getting back to my home, I invited you in once more, and again you accepted. 
You seated yourself in a chair, whilst I sat in the adjacent loveseat. As we 
talked, I rested my hand on the armrest, and soon yours followed suit. Slowly, 
I moved my hand closer to yours, until I was able to rest it upon yours. This 
caused you to pause and look at me questioningly, and me to withdraw again. I 
offer you some dessert, and you accept. After I returned from the kitchen and 
offered you the plate, you relocated to the loveseat, seating yourself next to 
me and setting aside your plate. You then rested your hand on mine and gave it 
a light squeeze. 

Turning to face you, I find you leaning close, so I obliged you with a light 
kiss. As you returned it, I felt you move my hand towards you, releasing it as 
it came in contact with your outer thigh. Then you broke the kiss and gave me 
a slight nod, which I returned. After a beat, I kissed you again, a little 
harder this time, while my other hand reached for your far arm and pulled you 
gently closer. One of your hands soon came in contact with my knee and began 
traversing up my thigh. In response, I matched your move with mine. 

Suddenly, your hand jerked towards my lap, your outstretched thumb colliding 
with the growing bulge in my slacks. I responded in kind with a similar move, 
before pressing my hand against the valley between your thighs in a sudden 
move. Then you broke the kiss again, pushing my hand firmly off you. Again you 
gave me a slight nod, and after I responded in kind, you told me you needed to 
go. We agreed to chat online again after you arrived home. Watching you drive 
away, my mind started to wonder about the many directions things might take... 


3) The Journey 

With the prospect of endless possibilities looming closer, I eagerly awaited 
your online arrival. Eventually it came, and our conversation delved depper 
into certain matters, and flitted across the surface of others. In due course 
all that had to be said was said, and all the plans, planned. All that 
remained, was to wait; Wait for the proper time that came all too slowly. 

Finally the day arrived, and I set out to the appointed place with nervous 
glances at the sky above, concerned that the weather would put a stop to that 
which was expected to unfold. The timing was perfect: No sooner had I parked 
than you arrived in the carpark. I greeted you with a brief kiss on the cheek 
after you exited your car, and you smiled in return before retrieving a 
knapsack from the passenger seat. I looked at you in askance, but you chose to 
ignore this. Thus we set off on our trek. 

The trailheads were easy to find, and instead of starting on the red trail as 
intended, I made the spot decision to take the shorter, yellow one instead. 
Rounding the first bend, I reached out to take your hand, and so we walked 
hand in-hand. As we went further along the trail, I began caressing the back 
of your hand with my thumb, a gesture you soon returned. Further still, your 
hand separated from mine and your arm found its way around my waist. Nearing 
the halfway mark, I suddenly pointed to something trailside and broke away. 
You stopped and then came over to join me, whereupon I grasped you firmly, one 
hand on your shoulder, the other around the small of your back, and pulled you 
in. 

Stiffening instinctively, you tried to pull away, as I swung you about and 
against a tree, my mouth advancing on yours. My parted lips bore down on yours 
they slowly part, while your body slowly relaxes. Contact! My tongue darts 
into your mouth... and then the rain began. I released you from my hold and 
took your hand, leading you at a fast pace down the trail, to a not too 
distant spot where I know shelter could be found. We made it just in time to 
the hollow to one side of the trail. It isn't much; A mere dent in the cliff 
wall, deep enough to keep the rain off one person (and with a little 
creativity, perhaps two). 

Of course, we were both wet by now. We arranged ourselves as best we could in 
the confined space, huddling. Bodies pressed close to stay out of the downpour 
as much as possible, riding out the storm. Little did I know how the intended 
plans had just changed... 


4) The Exploration 

The laws of physics took hold as the rain grew in intensity, kicking up a 
light, yet damp draft that found its way in the overfilled hollow. To this was 
added the slightly muddy splatter from the copious raindrops striking the 
ground. Combined with the moisture already held by the fabric of our clothes, 
it was thus only natural and a matter of time before we began feeling the 
chill. 

The cold caused you to shudder, and I pressed you closer against me, in an 
attempt at sharing my body's warmth with you. You in turn clasped me tighter 
against yourself with similar intent. And so we remained for a few mintes, 
until there was an unexpected clap of thunder which caused you to jump, nearly 
sending me out into the downpour. Then, after I got myself situated once more, 
you leaned in to nuzzle against my neck before repositioning your head to kiss 
me. Taken aback, I found myself returning the sudden kiss. 

Your lips parted and your tongue began thrusting into my mouth, our kiss 
becoming deeper, while your hands began roaming my body, which by sheer motion 
was slowly being pushed back out from the hollow and into the rain. Once you 
had adequate room in which to move, you took one of my hands in yours and 
pressed it against your breast, and squeezing it lightly before releasing it. 
My hand lingered there a moment before I started withdrawing it, which exacted 
a mumbled protest from you. Thus I began caressing the its curvature and 
became aware that only bare flesh lurked beneath the fabric of your top. 

Shifting my thumb and forefinger, I surprised you by finding and then lightly 
pinching your nipple through the damp cloth, causing you to jerked and pushed 
me all the way into the downpour. But as it turned out, since I was still 
holding on to you, this move also pulled you out of the hollow. Leveraging 
myself, I pulled you all the way out and on top of me, whereupon I resumed 
kissing you. Though the rain began slacking off a little, it didn't take long 
for both of us to be completely soaked. Our hands roaming each others bodies 
in uninhibited fashion, you soon found yourself on your back, with me 
straddling you. I grasped your wrists and pulled them above your head, holding 
you down as I began kissing and nibbling on your neck and ears, until you 
figured out a way to gain leverage and invert our positions. 

Traped beneath you, with your legs clamped firmly against my sides and 
immobilizing me by firmly holding my wrists, you bent over and kissed me 
fierce and hard. Breaking the kiss, you sat up to straddle my waist and 
defltly pulled your soaked and muddy top over your head, casting it in the 
direction of the hollow. My hands rose up to clasp your sides as you closed 
your eyes, tilted your head back, and arched backward to allow the heavy 
downpour to strike your face and taut skin. Your nipples hardening from The 
impact of those copious drops striking them drew me further into a state of 
arousal as I watched the rivulets of water flow down over your belly, from 
where it slowly seeped under the waistband of your cutoffs. 

As your arms outstretched behind you for support, my hands slid downward 
towards your waist. The motion of my fingers lightly grazing just above the 
wastband caused you to shudder slightly, and your breath to catch as my hands 
met at the middle. I undid the clasp and pulled on the zipper a bit. A soft 
moan escaped as the water began flowing more freely along your body. The rain 
intensified a little, and you begab lowering yourself onto your back, hips 
upraised. Sitting up, I watched as you began to push your cutoffs off your 
hips, exposing your smoothly shaven mound to the direct assault of the 
downpour. I carefully repositioned in such a way as to support your body as 
you began to arch it again, just as the rain began to slacken and ultimately 
stop. 

Your eyes fluttered open as I leaned over and kissed what parts of your wet 
form I could reach, and you began to chuckle. I stopped. You tell me that I'm 
quite the sight. Looking at you, you fared no better. Both of us are 
thoroughly drenched and dirty. We decide it would be best to go, and you 
suggested I follow you to your place, where I could clean up and dry off. With 
a remark of dismay, you reached for your satchel, which had gotten knocked out 
from the hollow. You showed me the content of the satchel, which had filled 
with rainwater, soaking some spare clothes you had brought along (well, at 
least one of us had planned ahead!). After changing into the clean, but wet 
clothes, we set off for our cars. 

As I followed you, I played back what had happened. So engrossed was I in my 
thoughts, that I nearly missed a turn. Nevertheless, it wasn't long until we 
turned onto the long, narrow lane which ended in front of a solitary house 
flanked by a broad lawn on one side, and a row of hedges on the other. And 
then the rain started coming down again... 


5) The Conquest 

I pulled up as you emerged from your car, directing me where to park. You 
approached me as I emerged, and arm outstretched you shoved me hard against 
it, slamming the door shut with my back pressed against it while assaulting my 
mouth with a fierce kiss. Managing to free my arms, I enveloped you in them as 
I returned it. Your hips began to grind against my rapidly swelling groin, 
when there was a sudden flash of lightning and clap of thunder. The rain 
suddenly intensified. You then pulled away slightly and yanked my wet and 
muddied shirt up and over my head, casting it aside. Another flash of 
lightning; your fingers pinch and then tug at one of my nipples, sending a 
tingle down my spine. 

My hand shot out and closed on the fabric of your t-shirt. As I started to 
pull it free, you moaned. But then I remembered something you had said once, 
so I paused in wait for the right moment. As the next peal of thunder rolled 
over us, I grasped the fabric and yanked it hard, ripping the material. You 
froze, and I used that moment to tear the fabric further, nearly exposing your 
breasts. The rain slacked off as I pulled you back in and spun so that your 
back was now against my car. Thus pinned, my hands roamed and in the process, 
found and opened up your cutoffs. As I worked to free you from them, I drew 
back in to kiss you. 

The wind picked up, and then the rain once more, amd as it did, we groped and 
fondled each other with ever increasing passion, divesting each other of 
whatever clothes remained on our bodies. I'm not sure how it happened, but you 
had freed yourself from leaning against the car, and drew me towards the lawn. 
There you tripped me, causing me to fall, and then pinned me against the wet 
blades of grass. Rolling me onto my back, you straddled me and, grasping my 
rigid cock to hold it steady, thrust yourself downwards onto it. I made to 
reach out and hold you, but you lashed out and restrained my wrists. 

Your tight cunt sliding up and down my shaft was like heaven, and soon I was 
moaning from the intensity of it. Your back arched as you rode me with 
maniacal intensity, causing the raindrops to pelt your body, and either run 
down it in rivulets, or be flung off you from the force of your movements. The 
sky grew noticeably darker as the rain turned into a wind-driven deluge, but 
this went unnoticed by you as you surrendered yourself to your inner 
sensations. Another flash of lightning, and you began to buck wildly. Then 
your mouth opened wide and your voice joined the peal of thunder as let out a 
long, loud moan. Your muscles clenched about my shaft as your body was wracked 
by one of the fiercest orgasms I ever witnessed. I could feel your juices 
bursting forth around me. The combined sensations were too much, even for me. 
Unbidden, my own orgasm overtook me, releasing burst upon burst of cum into 
your deepest recesses. 

With the pulsing of my cock within you, you leaned forward, and as both our 
orgasms finally subsided, you collapsed on top of me, out of breath, and 
shortly, you rolled yourself off me coming to a rest on the grass beside me. 
Thus we lay for I know not how long, on the lush lawn, with the rain beating 
on us. Then it began to hail...