Diana’s skin tingled as she saw the lovely imposing frame of Remmy coming up to the front door. Quickly, she grabbed the picnic bag, checked her skirt, patted her curling black hair into place, and was at the front door before he reached for the bell.

A wide smile creased his rugged face, and he gasped, “Wow, baby, you look so cool, and so keen. Give me the bag.”

Diana returned his smile, but his appearance and demeanour rendered her anything but cool. Did he really emanate such heat? Hell, she knew she wasn’t imagining the weeping from her pussy. His nearness, his touch frequently had that effect on her.

Reaching the large pick-up truck that he used for his building work, he opened the passenger door and lifted her with a push on her elbows as he said, “You’re a tad quiet today.”

“You make me speechless,” she giggled, at her attempt to sound sexily husky. Remmy just chuckled as he slammed the door.

Watching the swagger of his walk around the front of the pick-up had Diana almost breathless. She had made the trip from her home in New Zealand all the way to Texas, just to renew the closeness they had built so quickly on his brief visit to her hometown after meeting at a party.

Almost instantly Diana knew that Remmy was special, so unlike other men she had known. None had the effect on her that handsome Remmy, built like a rugby prop forward, had.

And, from the outset, he had shown her nothing but respect. Hell, it was four days before their first meaningful kiss. So good that Diana knew that she needed more of him, discovering that the feeling was mutual, delighted her.

He had returned to the USA, but they exchanged addresses and their relationship developed via Skype. Gradually she learned that he had sustained injuries while in the military, the worst of which had been hearing loss caused by an explosion.

Slowly, greater intimacies crept into their Skype conversations. She told him of touching herself when thinking of him, and their words became like caresses.

Diana asked to see his muscular chest, and he eagerly stripped away his white T-shirt on screen, to adopt a muscular, and, for Diana, an exciting, pose.

Eventually, as they both giggled, Diana freely slipped out of her blouse to reveal her 32DDs, which Remmy told her were. “boobs to die for.”

Greater intimacy led to him turning sideways during one heated conversation to reveal, “What you’ve done to me.” And Diana’s breath quickened when she saw the massive bulge in his cotton pants.

Encouraged by their closeness, she just had to take her two-week holiday with him. So, she took a flight to Houston, Texas, where Remmy picked her up at the airport and for three wonderful yet still respectful, days they had visited local country parks, the impressive Woodland area, and simply “fooled around”.

Diana knew that this “fooling around” had to be leading somewhere more physical. Heavy necking was fine, and they advanced to where Remmy’s hard rough hands fondled her bare boobs, while she, breathless, had stroked his hardness through his pants. She had been left to wonder how they had managed to back away from the ultimate, wasn’t that really why she had made this trip?

Now, as Remmy clambered into the driver’s seat alongside her, Diana asked, “How far is it?”

“How far do you want to go?” A deliberate double entendre? As he leaned across to kiss her gently on the mouth could he read the ‘All the way,’ that was on her mind?

“In Texas, this place isn’t far. But in New Zealand, it would be far away. Do you realise that your country would fit three times inside the state of Texas?”

“Texas folk seem so proud of their state.”

“A lot to be proud of. As you’ve seen already.”

“So where are you taking me.”

Starting up the powerful engine, and heading the pick-up on a route that, Diana already knew, would quickly take them out of town, Remmy chuckled, “There are places in this state where you could be the only person on Earth.”

Half joking, Diana said, “But we only need one place.”

His secretive smile thrilled her, as he replied, “A quieter, more beautiful spot than you’ve ever seen for a picnic, and never see a living soul. I’ve strolled that way a couple of times and thought how ideal it would be to—“He paused, and she loved the suggestion in his glance before he went on, “—have a picnic.”

She sat back with the contented surety that wherever they were going her lusty feelings were going to be at the very least, tested. She watched the Texas pastures give way to open land, and almost like a slideshow, back to green again. Amazed at the number of times they passed a road sign bearing the legend:

                                       ‘DON’T MESS WITH TEXAS’

She laughed, “Oh, yes, very proud. And it shows.”

They exchanged comments about the land, a distant deer, and a jackrabbit that took the risk of darting across their path. Then, just where everything seemed greener, Remmy swerved off the road between tall hedges and stopped the pick-up on a grassy patch,

He leaned towards her, gave her a quick peck on the nose, and whispered, “From here, we walk.” He opened his door and as he slid out, called back, “Just stay there, Di.”

He was quickly around to her side as she opened the door and leaned forward. Remmy held up his hands, held her under the armpits, and, just as she’d hoped, took her full weight as he slowly lowered her.

Only, he didn’t lower her completely to the ground, and when her tits were level with his face, he nuzzled into them, mumbling, “ Oh, yes, you smell lovely and feel even better.”

Diana was thinking how wouldn’t believe just how much better his action made her feel. Her panties were soaked already. Now lowering her a little more, her feet still not reaching the ground, their lips meshed, so warmly, so eagerly. Remmy could have had her there and then.

Then her feet were on the grass and looking up into that rugged face, she could read what was on his mind, and she knew it wasn’t the picnic.

Releasing his hold on her, Remmy reached back into the pick-up cab and grabbed the cool bag. “Weighs a ton,” he laughed, “What you got in here? Rocks?”

“Prawn and cucumber sandwiches, doughnuts. “ Diana said seriously and then joining in his laughter, she added, “Or could it be the bottle of wine and a gallon of Springwater?”

“That’ll do it, every time,” he chuckled, reaching into the cab once more to bring out a neatly folded blanket, which somehow he managed to tuck around the handle of the cool bag before looping the whole ensemble over his arm.

Taking her hand, he led her between two shrubs and onto a vaguely trodden path.

Soon, Diana found they were walking along a high embankment above a gently gurgling shallow river. Occasional outbursts of floral shrub and continuous birdsong, and hand in hand, it was all so romantic. But Diana could not deny to herself that the presence of Remmy brought on something more than a desire for romance.

After another ten minutes of walking, with just idle chatter and a little hand squeezing, Remmy stopped and releasing her, he waved around the grassy area, spotted with a few colourful shrubs and two tall trees. The river gurgled further down a steeper green bank.

“Our spot,” Remmy said carefully spreading the large blanket so that half was in the shade of the high sycamore, and half open to the heat of the sun. As they settled in the shaded area of the blanket, he said, “I wouldn’t mind a bite to eat immediately. You keen?”

Despite her internal tension Diana had to admit that she felt peckish herself. Within minutes, they each held a plastic cup of white wine while they attacked the sandwich buns. She finished one while Remmy quickly devoured two. They each tilted their heads back in swallowing the wine. Every movement seemed hasty, almost desperate.

Just how desperate, Diana realised as Remmy’s mouth covered her own and his strong arms lifted her clear of the blanket, and standing up he was clutching her body madly against his as their tongues wrestled

Diana felt the press of something that was like a baton as he pulled her against his mighty thighs, but she knew that this was not just any baton. It was his iron-hard cock that pushed at the material of her skirt. Diana, already enraptured, was almost wishing it could pierce both the fabric of his shorts and the thin material of her skirt.

She wanted it so much as Remmy broke the kiss and through her heated craving, she heard him growl, “Are we rushing it?”

Diana tried to suppress her frustration at his question. Wriggling her mound against that wonderful hardness she hissed, “It feels like you want to fuck me.”

She saw his face register some surprise at her using that word, but he ground his solid length, so it pressed against her soaked crease, making her gasp her pleasure. “Like last night,” he reminded her, “hot but gradual, leading to the big bang.”

Diana had to laugh at his words, and she felt gratified that she’d found a man who wasn’t just ‘a taker’. She’d had her fill with that kind. Now, Remmy was lowering her, to her feet, she thought. But no, with remarkable gentility he lay her down on the blanket.

Kneeling beside her, he whispered, ”Nobody will pass. May I remove your clothes?”

Be naked in the open? The idea might have horrified her at any other time, but her libido was at such a high pitch, and the wine had sped so quickly to her lower belly, that she was only too willing.

“Only if I can remove yours,” she whispered her fingers roaming over his bare knee and up over the muscular leg.

“No problem,” he said, and he leaned back to whip his white T-shirt over his head, exposing that wonderfully muscular chest, which, had Diana, struggling to get free from the stupidly tight top she had worn. Then he was helping her, and the top was gone, and magically so was her bra.

Immediately, her breasts were sun-kissed just a second before being Remmy-kissed, and that had her breath catching in her throat. With his full lips and his tongue licking and sucking at her nipples they quickly rose, and her whole body tingled.

With her hand already on his bare thigh, Diana could not stop herself from sliding it under the rim of his shorts until she was pushing against the package that was his balls. Wanting to get her fingers around the sturdiness of his cock she groped vaguely around inside his shorts, finding nothing.

Smiling, Remmy raised his head from her tits, “ Great boobs, darlin’.”

Diana shook her head, “Great? As in overgrown?”

“No, just right for my horny hands,” he said, rubbing a roughened hand over both tits, before he turned away saying, “Now let’s get ready down there.”

He sat back on his heels, loosened his belt, pushing his shorts and jocks down.

Diana could not restrain a sharp intake of breath at her first real full view of his large shaft as it bobbed almost impatiently while he shuffled to discard the shorts.

She had seen a few cocks up close, but she would wager that what Remmy had just produced from his personal toolbox and which now floated in from of her, long, thick with the little slit in the shining purple head seeming to be smiling at her. God, would she be able to take that? She reached to touch it.

He immediately swung himself sideways, as he reached for her skirt waist, crying out, “Whoa, first things first. You need more uncovering.” And his hand slid under her skirt waistband and pushed it down. Diana wiggled her bottom to help and felt her panties going with the skirt.

Then the naked delicious body of Remmy was crouched, grinning first into her face and then down to where her parted thighs would be displaying the pink parting in her hairless pussy. In his hand, she shamefacedly saw her panties.

“Feels like pussy’s been out in the rain. We need to get these dry,” he said, with a laugh, and skilfully lobbed the garment, so it fell flat on top of a bush. With a final glance at Diana’s blushing face, he murmured, “Must discover how they got so wet.”

And next second he had dived his face down to her pussy lips, pushing her thighs wider, as his tongue trailed expertly along her juicy petals, but returned to concentrate on her swelling clit.

Diana’s whole body instantly went into spasm. If it wasn’t a full orgasm, it was damned close. Nothing else in the world existed but Remmy’s tongue and the fingers he had now probing at her entry. She felt her cunt walls heave, wanting to be plundered. Two fingers could only go so far.

“Remmy. Remmy!“ Her voice was almost a shriek in its desperation.

He raised his head and asked, “Condom?”

Hardly able to find her voice, she gasped, “A coil. I’m fitted with—”

Remmy had shuffled alongside her so that his cock was right there in front of her face, “Give him a kiss for luck,” he said gently.

Diana had kissed a cock before, but this was Remmy and as her lips touched the heat of the purple head, her hand wrapped around its considerable width. Could she really take it all? She told Remmy of her worry.

He sidled back down, saying, “Don’t worry, princess. I’ll go carefully. After tasting your nectar down there, I’m pretty close myself.”

.Anticipation had Diana’s breath quickening, as Remmy placed his hands under her buttocks and lifted her, before, seeming to be towering over her, even though he was still on his knees. He carefully and with surprising gentility, eased his hard cock head along her soaked pussy.

That movement alone set Diana’s juices flowing, even more, not to mention her quickening breathing. As he paused with his bulbous purple at her entry, Diana tried to control her expectant trembling. Remmy was aware of this and she heard his low consoling murmur, “Okay, baby, it’ll be okay.”

Next second she heard her own squeak as he was inside her, not thrusting, so gentle, but massive, filling her. Already close to orgasm, she knew that her cunt had known nothing like this immense intrusion, pushing but with no big thrusts yet.

Still clutching her buttocks so that half of her body was raised from the ground as his cock seemed to swell inside her. Oh, such delight. Diana wanted it all and, even in her semi-euphoric state, she knew she would have to adjust her pussy if she was to take his whole nine inches. Even that thought had her juices drizzling out of her.

It was so rapturous, his little jerks rather than demanding thrusts, were so good, Diana seemed to be floating, and her breath became a series of gasps. Remmy, knowing exactly what she needed, lowered her buttocks to the blanket, pressed just a little harder.

Now, with his weight suspended over her, his rugged face above hers, and one freed hand clutched over her naked breast, the other was squeezed between their sweated bellies, and a finger tickled at her swollen clit.

That was all it took, and with a wild cry, she had her first orgasm of the day. Her squeals of sheer delight sent the birds squawking out of the trees, while the frantic jerking of her own hips urged Remmy’s cock deeper along her cunt passage. Immense, that’s what it was, immense, pushing and wonderful.

Diana doubted whether she could ever have such an experience again, and that was the moment that Remmy gave a low growl. Diana realised that his controlled, faster thrusting indicated that he was pouring his seed into her.

He was being so careful with her. His grunting was more vigorous than his thrusts. Diana looked up in wonder at his open mouth, which suddenly plunged down onto hers and their tongues searched around each other.

As Diana was regaining more awareness, Remmy broke the kiss and whispered, “You okay, babe?” When she nodded her head, he asked, “Any good?”

“Marvellous,” she whispered, a little surprised that Remmy was still throbbing gently inside her.

“Want to go further?” he asked.

A little shocked, Diana asked, “But, don’t you need.” All the guys who’d fucked her before had gone as limp as wet paper after cumming.

“I can handle another session.” His eyes held hers for a moment before he added, “A little more vigour be all right?”

So aware of the growing thrill of that hard pole inside her beginning to flex again, she could only gasp, “Oh, yes, please.”

With a deep laugh, he kissed her and then wrapping both arms around her shoulders, he lifted her so that she felt as though she was skewered on his wonderful cock. Somehow, she managed to flex her hips in tune with the much more demanding thrusts

Her cunt walls were on fire as Remmy bucked his massive pole harder and harder inside her, and, joyfully, she was adjusting to it. Gasping, panting and occasionally giving little squeals she knew she was going to cum again. Her juices, she knew were squirting around his concrete cock, and she felt the rampant head strike against her cervix.

Remmy was hugging her tighter and tighter against his massive chest, and then it was as though a red button had been pressed and screaming madly she went into spasm after spasm, while becoming aware that Remmy’s strokes were more forceful, and wilder, Then he gave a weird grunting groan as he buried his face into her neck and she knew he was cumming furiously, but as he emptied into her, he slowly subsided.

“Oh, God princess, you are fabulous.”

“Only because of your wonderful prick and fantastic body.”

“You enjoyed it?” Remmy asked, and Diana felt his limp cock slowly slide out of her. and he rolled to lie alongside her.

“You couldn’t tell?” she asked with a little laugh. Then, feeling their mixed juices begin to trickle onto her thigh, she rolled to reach into the bag and found some paper towels.

Gently, but thoroughly she began wiping her thighs and deep along the inside of her pussy, knowing, hoping that, Remmy might want to eat her down there again.

Remmy half sat up, “Can I have a paper towel?”

“No, you just lie back and rest. I’ll do it for you,” she told him, already an idea was pushing into her mind.

His smile delighted her as he lay back and murmured, “You won’t hurt me, will you?”

Quickly, Diana sat up and leaned over him. His flaccid cock lay against his upper thigh. Even limp it looked huge, making Diana feel proud that she had been able to take it all. She had no doubt that it was the grandest cock that she had ever seen, and it had just given her the biggest orgasms she had ever had.

As soon as she touched it, she was aware of its involuntary flexing, and Remmy’s moaned, “Oh, babe.”

Hefting it up and down in her hand, she towelled it thoroughly, until it was good and dry. Then, setting the towel to one side she held his cock on one hand and stroked the fingers of the other hand back and forth along the whole length, sure that it was already less limp than it had been.

“Wow, Babe, what you doing to me?” But there was happy laughter in his voice.

“Rewarding you,” she giggled, and for her, at that moment, life could not be better. She clutched her fingers around his prong, finding it already semi-hard. Wanking it gently, produced another growling moan from Remmy. Emboldened now, and in no doubt which way this was going, Diana let her fingers drift down the length of his cock but then travel on until she was stroking his ball sack.

Another grunt from him, as her fingers grasped around his amazingly large balls, and she juggled them through her fingers. So big, but so was his cock as it appeared to be beyond just half erect.

Very deliberately, Diana leaned over him, and lowering her head she placed her tongue against the shining purple head, licked at it, getting the slight salty reminder of where this instrument had recently been. Then, she let her tongue lick all the way down to his balls, and now firmly on course, she opened her mouth wide to take in one of his balls. Ooh, the feeling of its hairy roughness couched against her tongue.

Remmy’s thighs trembled, and she heard his, “Careful, princess, I might---"

Diana would have smiled if she could have, but she gave a little shake of her head and in the same movement her mouth moved to Remmy’s other ball. Now she sucked and nuzzled her face into him so that his almighty erection pushed like a flagpole along her nose, between her eyes up to her forehead.

The thickness of it alongside her eye had her wondering whether she dared follow through with her intention of taking him down her throat. But hadn’t she worried about taking it up her cunt? There was only one way to find out.

She felt a slight jerk of his hips as she released his balls and her tongue slithered back along his tree trunk of a cock until it was licking once more at that shiny purple head. Leaning her body out and over him so that her breasts were pressed into his hip, she opened her mouth, and there was a thrill in feeling his cock slide easily over her waggling tongue.

Much delight came from hearing his moan of pleasure. She felt his hand rest on the back of her neck and knew he would try to stop her when he was about to come. There was no way he was going to prevent her from taking whatever load he had left right down into her stomach.

To show him her determination, as she moved her lips back and forth along his massive rod, judging at what point it might make her gag, she started a deep sucking action. ‘Hey,’ came the laughing cry inside her head, ‘I’m going to be a good cocksucker.’

As Remmy tried to grasp her away, his breathing becoming more of a gasping, Diana, wriggled so that he had less to reach. She could tell what she was doing to him was working. The cock in her mouth was wonderful but it was throbbing. His groaning was louder, more desperate. His voice was more strained as he formed warning words, “No—I’ll cum—Dianaaaa”

It was a wonder to feel his hips moving. He was actually fucking her face. And then, as he let out a gasping wild, “Aaagh.” Diana knew the wonder of his hot cum pulsing into the back of her throat, and the pressure Remmy applied with it had her almost choking as he went on spurting.

Breathing deeply through her nose, she gave his balls an extra squeeze, as though emptying a sponge. “Oh, God, Diana, that was ---but you didn’t need to-.”

As his cock softened, Diana, drew back her head, and the slippery rod treated her tongue to that salt taste that she knew she would come to love. As she slid up his body and his cock dropped away, she grasped it, all slippery and slimy wet, and still not fully limp, and gave it a loving squeeze.

She wiped her mouth on a paper towel before nestling her head between his shoulder and neck. Remmy leaned down and kissed her lips warmly and slid his tongue into her mouth. “Want a taste of yourself?” she giggled.

“There’s nothing left, you greedy princess,” he chuckled. “just you wait until he wakes up. He’s going to pin you to that tree.” Looking in the direction he indicated, it was a smooth bark-less plane tree.

“How long will I have to wait?” Diana asked, knowing her pussy was already wet enough to be stuffed with his lovely cock.

“Quicker than you think,“ he said, and he nibbled at her ear lobe. She was overjoyed that he remembered how much she liked that. She snuggled close to his warm naked body.

“Should we have some wine?” he asked reaching for the bottle.

“If that’ll rouse your muscular cock, it’s a good idea.”

He chuckled, “You like it?”

“The wine?” she asked, trying to keep a straight face. “It’s tasty.”

Remmy frowned, and Diana hoped he was just acting, “You know what I mean. What else have you found tasty recently?”

With her pussy so ready for him, Diana couldn’t believe she could be so teasing with him, “Nothing since those prawns and cucumber sandwiches.”

Laughing, Remmy grabbed her by her bare shoulders and gave her a little shake, “My cock, you little witch. What about my cock?”

“It’s dead, isn’t it?”

He dropped his hands down to her breasts and squeezed them but with a sensuous touch. Between her thighs, she was flowing. Diana lowered a searching hand as Remmy lay her back kissing her hard and their tongues tangled, as her fingers touched his cock. Marvellous, it wasn’t rampant yet, but it wasn’t limp either.

Remmy had broken away and held up one of the paper cups half-filled with wine. Then, very deliberately he tilted the cup so that the chill of the wine dribbling between her breasts made Diana jerk with shock. “What—what are you doing?”

Oh, God, she adored the lust she saw in his eyes as he replied, “Takes two to tease.” And he emptied the cup down over her belly, before bending to lick at the liquid between her breasts. Then his tongue followed the trail of it down over her belly, where he lapped at it hungrily.

Shaking, Diana knew exactly what was going to happen, and she was right. Without any hesitation, Remmy used his tongue to follow the wine where it flowed between her now widely parted thighs.

Briefly, he raised his head to growl up at her, “Wine mingled with your juices, Yum, what a cocktail.”

And then his head, his whole face was between her thighs and his tongue was slurping greedily at her petals, and the moment it touched at her throbbing entry she screamed as her orgasm hit her. Her body rocked and trembled as her mind was lost in glorious ecstasy.

Without warning, as she tried to recover her senses, Remmy sat back, and said, “I think it’s time you were pinned.” And as though she was a doll, he swept her up in his arms and carried her across the grass to the plain tree. Arriving there, for just a moment he stood her on her feet, and she leaned her back against the trunk

Next second, Remmy had lifted her high with his hands under her armpits, and very slowly he lowered her until she felt that wonderful cock pressing between her thighs. That hardness parted her soaking lips and, as she gasped joyously, entered her and was travelling up into her steaming cunt without her feet ever touching the ground.

She bent her head intending to kiss him to show her passionate gratitude, but that was when Remmy began thrusting deeply, sending her into a head tossing frenzy. Pure rapture. Diana’s whole body was aflame as she was skewered on his massive cock.

His force had her pressed back against the tree trunk, and through the haze of her pleasure, she saw Remmy, mouth agape, close his eyes as though lost in his own rapture. On impulse, with her arms already around his neck, Diana raised both legs so that they were wrapped around his muscular body.

By squeezing with her legs, she tried to match his quickening pounding into her. Then when she had already orgasmed twice she felt his hand squeeze between their clamped bodies, and his fingers probed to find her clit. At his very first touch, she could not hold back the scream that seemed to shake the leaves above them as her body spasmed and shook in sheer exultation.

Sweat poured between the two of them as she heard Remmy begin to grunt and his driving into her became fierce and frantic. Diana believed he was cumming, and as he gave an almighty final heave which lifted her higher up the tree trunk, she was certain of it.

Could she even sense his juices spurting and mingling with hers? Whatever, all she knew was the total delight of them cumming together.

Suddenly, she wasn’t so sure as Remmy held under her armpits as he stepped back from the tree, and she was clinging to him as a koala bear might cling. “Hang on to me, babe,” he growled, as he turned away from the tree. “Tight with legs and arms.”

Then he was walking with her still spiked on his cock, which didn’t seem to have shrunk at all. Gratefully she laid her head on his shoulder, feeling so helpless but so fulfilled. She had been to heaven and back, it seemed.

Reaching the blanket and bending slowly, Remmy uttered the same instruction, “Hang on real tight. While I set you down.” Diana could only be amazed and deeply impressed at the gentle way he swung his own leg over hers, lowered her onto her back without his cock leaving its nesting hole.

She had a further shock when he began thrusting hard, deep into her very core. “ You haven’t cum?” she gasped.

“Just a little extra, if you can enjoy it.” The wonderful glide of that solid rod inside her set Diana on the road to yet another orgasm. If she could enjoy it? These were the most exciting moments she had ever known.

With his rugged face bending to kiss her, Diana opened her mouth, her cunt, her heart to take him into herself completely. She was floating away again as his thrusting hips pushed his cock up to her cervix and he growled as he ejaculated. Oh, what a man she had here.

They lay quietly for a long while, Diana’s breathing came back to near normal. This was such a dream day, and all her nerve ends were trembling like plucked harp strings. Remmy suggested they have some wine, and they sat, talked and sipped as the shadows of trees lengthened along the grass.

Diana wasn’t sure whether it was the wine or her already highly charged senses, but there was a dry heat in her cunt. Surely, she couldn’t be wanting, or be able to take more of Remmy’s cock. They were lying back and Remmy started nibbling at her ear, which was a delight. Then his lips moved along the side of her neck. God, he knew what that could do to her. And there was no doubt that she knew, as that dry heat in her cunt was no longer dry.

Would Remmy think she was a slut if she wanted it again? But he was coaxing her, wasn’t he? One hand was stroking over her breast. Oh, how she loved that roughened gentility.

Lifting her head, she was amazed to see that his cock was moving to near-erect. The next minute he had her gasping her shock and joy, as he slid his head between her thighs, his hand under her buttocks and lifted her whole pussy up to his face, while her legs were hung over his broad bare shoulders.

Diana almost yelped her joy as his tongue began working her once more. It was brilliant that he liked eating her pussy, and God, wasn’t he good at it. His tongue lingered around her clit which hadn’t had the time or inclination to be re-hooded.

Remy drew his lips away to mumble, “Great, you’re wet already. Cum whenever you want to.”

She was gasping so much that she couldn’t reply that she’d soon be doing just that. Then his tongue trailed her whole slit, poked at her entry but travelled on to where the tip tickled around her tight little rosebud of a hole. That had her jerking in rapture.

That rapture increased as he ran his tongue back to favour her clit, while his fingers probed into her cunt. Two fingers which she felt him cross inside her, before twisting them around. The sensation along her cunt walls was unbelievable and she knew she was cumming like crazy all over his hands.

There came a point when the intensity of sensation threatened to overcome her. The two fingers driving her mad were not enough, she wanted his cock to be slamming into her, anywhere. So voracious were her needs that she wanted him in her mouth, her cunt, up her ass, everywhere.

That was the moment that Remmy moved one finger to poke into her tiny hole, deeper than she’d ever known, and she screamed at the sheer thrill that travelled through her.

“Remmy,” she gasped, “in me, I want –”

Remmy drew his head away from her clit, “Anything you want, princess.”

He moved his body up and in her haze of delight, she waited for him to lower her buttocks. But he didn’t do that. One hand spread over her buttocks held her pussy high, while he placed his cock at her weeping entry, and immediately sank it into her.

The exquisite hardness of his drive into her would have been enough to give her another orgasm, but Remmy as he heaved his shaft deep into her, used his free hand to flutter around and over her clit. Her euphoria had her screaming wildly, and the birds once more fluttered away out of the trees.

And it wasn’t over, Remmy thrust, again and again, Diana was in such a frenzy that was she was never sure whether each thrust was pushing her over the edge. Then she did become aware of the pace of his movement inside her, and his growls and gasps told her that he was about to spurt. And oh, how she wanted that.

To feel, or sense his cream, pouring into her from the head of his enormous cock was just plain fantastic. She had no doubts, despite her delirium that they were in the middle of a mutual orgasm. Life, for her, had reached a peak

As they slowly recovered their breaths, and Remmy finally lowered her to the blanket, she became aware of his cock slowly sliding out of her. Had she finally drained him? To Diana’s tired mind that gave her a certain sense of satisfaction. He had been so powerful, and strong. That had been amazing, the way he had held her up with one hand while he had fucked her.

Soon, they were lying side by side, their hands gently caressing each other.

“Good?” Remmy asked.

“Just a little better than good,” she replied fervently and gave a little giggle.

Remmy lay back and stared overhead, “Sun’s gone behind the trees.”

“It’s still warm though,” Diana murmured, and closed her eyes.

Where was Remmy? She couldn’t see him. Could she hear him calling her?

“Princess? Wake up, Babe.”

Diana opened her eyes. Stars. Blackness. Ah, yes. Night. Had she really slept?

Remmy’s face loomed over hers, and his lips pressed gently against hers. “Ah, there you are,” he said.

“How long have I been asleep?”

“I’m not sure. I’ve just woken up myself.”

Diana looked again at the dark heavens, polka-dotted with bright stars.

“Isn’t this romantic? “ she sighed.

“You fancy sex under the stars?”

The sensation between her thighs gave the answer to that, “Are you up for it?”

He took her hand and took it down his body to where his solid long cock felt so joyously ready for her. Was she a slut, after all, she had experienced on this marvellous day?

Remmy’s finger wriggled between her thighs probed between her lips. “Oh, I really believe you’re ready too.”

Then, without any further discussion, without any foreplay, Remmy rolled between her thighs, as she spread them wider, and they had their sex under the stars.

As it had been all day, the filling of her cunt with his immense cock, brought her such elated bliss. It was slow at first, sheer enjoyment, as they thrust and jerked, against each other. It wasn’t too long before their combined cries signalled another mutual climax.

Making their way cautiously back along the track in the dark, Diana was thanking heaven for this gift of placing a man like Remmy in her life.

What a wonderful day it had been!