The palms of her hands were warm as she placed them against her curving hips, and she drew them up along the narrow dip of her waist, languishing in the sensual feel of her own naked flesh. Reaching the full, raised mounds of her breasts, she cupped her hands over the tips; the brownish-pink buds of her erect little nipples were already hard and sensitive. She pinched them between thumbs and forefingers, thrilling in the contact as the wanton heat in her groin seemed to rage out of control. Her long legs were spread slightly apart, and she raised them up and out wider. The thought that she was so open and nakedly exposed to the earth made her arousal heighten to an overpowering sense of urgency, and she released her hold of her budding right breast, running her hand down over the smooth flat plane of her belly until her fingertips touched the wispy beginnings of her pubic hairs. The lips of her hungry young vagina moistly flared with the nearness of her fingers as the heat of her loins surpassed that from the sun. Her overly sensitive little clitoris throbbed a tingling message to her brain: Touch me, pinch me, please!
Rhapsodic with the fire in her belly, she slid her outstretched middle finger into the soft, hair-lined slit of her virginal pussy spreading the spongy flesh apart to bare the quivering knob of her lust-inflamed clitoris. And she began to massage it, sending agonizing pleasures coursing through her wantonly writhing young body.
She never dreamed that her lewd finger-fucking of herself was being observed. The sailor had noticed her as she was wandering along the trail, and he had followed her from a distance, seeing even from there that she was finely built and sensual. When she had turned off the trail by the pond, he had cut around through the foliage and come up behind the small clearing by the white columns. He remained hidden in the dense bushes when he saw her lie down on the grass and stare up at the sky. Being unobserved as he was, he had already mentally undressed her several times before she suddenly sat up and began to actually take her clothes off. His rapidly awakening penis lurched in his pants as he watched her strip naked – setting her clothes casually aside, and then lying back in the grass again.
The sight drove him crazy, and he felt his painfully throbbing cock growing hard and bigger than ever before as he took in each detail of her sensually curving figure. Her head of long blonde hair splayed out on the grass, framing a sleek wild face with a touch of red lipstick and large blue eyes. She wore little makeup, but it was right for her kind of face. Her nose was slim and tilted up at the end in a pert kind of lewdness that was heightened by her aroused smile and the way the tip of her pink tongue licked at her wetly parted lips, moistening them.
She was more than just naked; she was brazen the way she lay on the grass as if waiting for some imaginary lover to descend upon her.
His eye traveled down over her long elegant neck, his breath coming hard through his nostrils as he crouched in the bushes, staring. Her bare shoulders were well shaped and soft, and he liked the way her collarbone jutted out.
Her naked young breasts were big and full and sprawled in a provocative way, and the nipples were distended and shaped like bullets, tipped upward. There was a fine sheen to her skin where her cleavage began. He could imagine his hands all over her ripely full breasts and, as he shuddered with excitement and started unbuttoning his pants to release his rigidly erect cock to get it in a more comfortable position, he thought of his lips and hungry mouth closing over those nipples and sucking on them and feeling her nakedly writhing body under him.
Her body! Jesus! Beneath her half-moon breasts was the delicately curving configuration of her rib cage, and her taut little stomach was unblemished – rounded provocatively. His eye traveled down, down, and he saw the jutting protruding mound of Venus covered with sparse, softly curling blonde hair.
And there, there at the apex, the center, where her thighs and pubic hair met her torso, there in detail was her beautifully prominent cunt. And she was excited! He could clearly see the puffy pink folds of her vaginal lips under the hair as they framed the entrance to her delectable young pussy. Her legs were spread wide enough that he could see her wetly glistening slit, a bright pink mouth among the pubic hairs. He narrowed his eyes and could see the nib of her clitoris glittering with an expectant moistness.
"Christ," he said softly, really not believing what he was witnessing, for the girl had begun to caress her lush body, and it was more than he could stand to hide in the bushes and just watch. His long, throbbing cock was aching with excitement, and he began to stroke it as he saw her hand moving to her ripely firm breast and then snake down unashamedly to her tight young cunt. He would wait, wait until she was really fired up and hot, and then he would run over and fuck her until she couldn't walk for a week!
Warm passion juice flowed from between the hair-covered lips of her moistly quivering vagina as she stroked and rubbed the hardened bud of her clitoris. For the first time Linda didn't find the pleasures that were tearing through her body strange, but felt the overwhelming animal heat as natural and wonderful. And it was demanding even more! Her belly trembled and quivered from her forbidden caresses, and she arched her back off the ground, wantonly writhing and wiggling under the rhythmic movement of her outstretched finger. She pushed her long, tapering digit down hard, slipping it along the softly moistened flesh until the tip closed over the mouth of her innermost being, and curving it downward, she tucked the end inside her tight little cuntal passage, teasing the narrow channel until she could hold back no longer.
Her middle finger sliced between her wide-spread pussy lips like a knife through butter; probing the warm liquid depths of her passion inflamed cunt its full length. The palm of her hand was pressing flat against the curvature of her virgin mound, and her erectly gleaming clitoris pulsated against it, quaking with her desire. Her middle finger seesawed in and out of her passion-drenched cunt as her hips rolled back and forth in an eager hunger. With her other hand she pinched and pulled outward on the tips of her breasts, generating more fire and heat in the hollowed pit of her shaking belly. Her eyes rolled upward, staring unseeing at the tall white columns thrust at the sky, and her wetly quivering tongue flickered over her red lips as her mind was consumed in her passion.
It was only then that she realized someone was standing near, and she froze and flushed from her fright and embarrassment. It had taken her a moment to focus her eyes on the man in the sailor uniform, as the first thing she noticed was the huge, massively erect penis that pointed straight out from the open front of his pants.
The blunt, purple head was throbbing with urgency as his hand stroked the long, rigid pole lined with blood-filled veins. His lust-narrowed eyes looked wild as he stared down between her raised legs to where her hand and fingers covered her virgin mound. She knew immediately, without doubt, that she was going to be raped and that there was no one who might help her. But she screamed anyway!
He was upon her in a flash, his hand coming down over her open mouth as his hips trapped her legs apart. "Shut-up girl, or I'll kill ya!" he grunted directly into her ear, and the tone of his voice told her he meant it.
She wanted to cry, to plead with the assailant, but everything happened too quickly for her to even catch her breath. His hard, wildly throbbing penis was pushed across the wet slit of her tight little virginal vagina, and its full fleshy length pulsated like some mindless monster coiling to strike as the weight of his body held her helplessly pinned to the ground. He was panting, and his breath was foul with the stench of liquor; but when he took his hand from her mouth, his lips were there to replace it. She gasped as he thrust his wetly quivering tongue into her mouth and his hand cruelly squeezed on her breasts, making her whimper with pain. And that was only the beginning! In a moment he was voraciously sucking on her ripely budding breasts, drawing the distended nipples up into his hot mouth and biting hard on them. She started to scream again, but his warning was still on her mind, so she only sobbed and rolled her head from side to side in futile silent protest.