Sex, the final frontier. A never ending voyage to explore new sexual realms. To come together to create a new definition of erotic enjoyment. Giving each other mutual pleasure. To boldly go where we have never gone … before.

Back in the day, when my wife and I were a new couple, we were still exploring each other’s bodies. I asked her to marry me just fifteen days after we met. I could only see her on weekends, because she lived an hour away and we both worked during the week. However, Friday nights we could meet after I got off work and I drove to see her.

She lived in a small college town. There is a small river that flows past the college dormitories. We were friendly with a young married couple who lived in one of the dorm apartments by the river. We would hang out with them once in a while. While they had parties on the weekends with alcohol and drugs, we were not part of that. I wanted our own party for two, a sex party, that is.

I like to compare myself to the Tribbles on Star Trek, The Original Series. Except, I wasn’t born pregnant, I was born horny. My mind was on pulling down the panties of my fiancée. Then putting my cock into her warm, wet, pink opening. I needed to fill it with my thick, white cum. I was on a mission to make both of us cum hard, after being apart for several days. Therefore, I had transported to the town where she lived, to make that mission a success.

It was late summer, college classes had already begun for the fall semester. There was a lot of activity on the campus. After I had picked up my fiancée, we went to make an appearance at our friend’s small campus apartment. Afterwards, we went for a walk on a footpath along the river bank. The sun was making its slow descent behind the hills, with plenty of daylight left. Enough light for the potential of being caught and risk not only embarrassent, but the wrath of the campus police. However, in the interest of science, I had to make an internal examination and leave a deposit.

Walking together on the path, we found a spot that, for the moment, was deserted. I pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Our lust for each other was rising. Normally, we would strip completely naked. Since we were in public, we kept our shirts on. I pulled her jeans and panties down, pulling one leg free of her jeans. Now I had access to her hairy triangle of pleasure. I inserted a finger between her already well lubed pussy lips and sucked the juices off of my finger.

We were standing next to a small tree, using it to balance and hang on to for support. She held to one of the lower tree branches and spread her legs. Enough so that I had access to lick the stream of pussy juice coming from between her large pussy lips. A week’s worth of passion was built up in both of us. We weren’t thinking with our minds, we were thinking with our swollen genitals. I got down on my knees to have access to her pussy. Her eighteen-year-old clitoris, while not huge, was firm and peeking out from its protective hood. I gently spread her open and ran my tongue over both her pink love and pee holes. Then I stood up, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. My hard cock was ready to go to work.

She is about six inches shorter than me, which means that we were not in perfect alignment. I had to lift her by her butt cheeks so that I could slide in. As wet as she was, that part was easy. While it wasn’t the most comfortable of positions to try, we did it anyway. With my hard cock pushing into her wet pussy hole, we were finally where we wanted to be. We were enjoying every second of it, with our lust taking over at that point. No matter what else was happening around us, the animalistic need to mate was now in full force, even taking control of our common sense. There could have been a whole movie theater full of people watching us, and it wouldn’t have mattered.

Our need to cum was overwhelming, as I pinned her against the tree. She met my every thrust with her own against my frame. We looked in each other’s eyes with need, as if to say, “hurry”. Had we been in a bed or somewhere private, we could have taken longer. Being in my early twenties, our urges needed to be satisfied. My cock became a small volcano, erupting gobs of white cum into her little pussy. She closed her eyes, as her own waves of pleasure took hold. We each came with silent emotion, draining the energy that had driven us.

We opened our eyes and looked around. Thankfully, we were still alone. Had we been caught, it would not have gone well for us, since her dad was a cop in town. I pulled out, my cum dripped from her pussy to the ground below. We put ourselves back together, then continued our walk down the path. I felt much lighter, as if I had lost several pounds. Our mission had been successfully completed. It had been a memorable one due to the risk of being caught ... down by the river.