SUMMER FUN - Part 2

Miss Sexatary stroked his close shaven head loving the feel of the dark stubble. Mr.Bossman´s hands were gentle tickling her back and sides slowly, making her shriver like if she was cold.
“Wait!”, she sighed pushing him away from her. His stare was almost too much for her and she pulled him closer again: “What do you mean you missed me?”. She just had to know before they took this any further. MrBossman smiled and stroking her face with one finger he answered: “ I missed you, what can I say. It´s just work without you there…I guess the thought of the next four weeks without you was just too much. I panicked and decided to come and see you... Please tell me that it was not a bad idea?". Miss Sexatary looked at him carefully: "No, i like your thinking on this. I´m just being a girl and wondering...". MrBossman laughed and pressed his face closer to the sensitive skin of her neck. "Now, may i, please?", he whispered softly. Miss Sexatary closed her eyes and nodded. His mouth was hot and demanding on her neck and she loved it. She tugged at his shirt and pulled it of him.
His fingers worked silently on her dress buttons while his mouth distracted her from it. He kissed her neck, her mouth, her closed eyes, making her tremble against his lips. She held on to him trying to steady herself but no matter how hard she sqeezed him she still felt like the garden around her was spinning.
"Stand up", his command was low and husky and she opened her eyes to see him towering over her with a hand reaching out for her. She took his hand and was pulled up to her unsteady feet. Mr.Bossman pulled her white dress over her head and off her before she really knew what was happening. Murmuring softly to her he turned her around and pressed himself against her back. His skin on hers made her moan and when she felt his lips on her neck again, she felt the familiar warm rush of wetness between her legs. He seemed determined to undress her completly and his hand worked on her bra till it just fell of her. Her sensitive nipples waited to be touched and when he finally rewarded them with a soft stroking finger they swell and hardened in a blink of an eye. Miss Sexatary tried to catch her breath but it was impossible. She was kissed and stroked from all the right places by Mr.Bossman who seemed to know all too well what he was doing.
Miss Sexatary wriggled with pleasure against Mr.Bossman under his divine touch. She tried to turn but was twisted right back by Mr.Bossman. Amidst her struggling she felt his hard cock brush against the small of her back through his jeans. She froze and a broad wicked smile spread across her face: "I can feel you...!". Mr.Bossman laughed and let her go: "Look what you do to me...".
Miss Sexatary turned to face him and standing on tiptoe she kissed him hungrily. Letting her hand slip down his chest and belly she reached the front of his jeans. While teasing him with light kisses she opened the jeans and pushed her hand in them to find him. His cock pushed itself into her open palm and she grabbed it gently making him gasp. Slowly he pumped his cock in her grip. He took a hold of her shoulders steadying himself and continued to fuck her hand. Miss Sexatary pulled away from their kiss: "Open your eyes. I want to see you!". Mr.Bossman opened his eyes and looked at her. His hazel eyes were glossy as he worked with his hips pumping the still growing cock faster into her hand. She felt her hand starting to slip on the moist shaft making it hard to hold still. She let go of the cock and laughed at Mr.Bossman unhappy groan at that. "Come on silly boy. We can do better than that! Can´t we?"; she scolded him smirking, pulling down his jeans and tight white boxers.
Mr.Bossman´s cock throbbed hot against his belly and he felt dizzy. Miss Sexatary took his jeans and boxers off and knelt down on the blanket in front of him. Her breasts were flushed and her nipples hard. He could make out the dark of her pubic hair through her sheer white panties. "Join me?", she smiled invitingly and made him moan with anticipation. Laying down on the blankets they took hold of each other. Miss Sexatary loved the feel of his weight on top of her and his hard cock pushed against her pussy through her panties, demanding. She felt her juice over flowing from her and she knew her panties were soaking wet. Mr.Bossman licked Miss Sexatary´s skin softly. He tasted the salty sweat at her beautiful neck, then at her smooth chest. He let his tongue draw circles around her nipples and bit at her round, full breasts gently, teasing her endlessly. Her moans of pleasure made his skin tingle and made him try even harder just to hear her again and again. Slowly, taking his time at everything he moved down on her flushing body. He found her to be very sensitive on her sides and took advantage of that by stroking the sides with his long fingers. Moaning she arched her back. Mr.Bossman smiled against Miss Sexatary´s belly pressing against his face. He let his tongue slip into her belly button licking at it slow and hard. Miss Sexatary relaxed and sighing lay back down on the blanket. She reached her hand over her head and felt the cool grass in her fingers under the shady tree.
Mr.Bossman sat up on his knees and pulled Miss Sexatary´s wet panties off her. He lifted her long slender legs up in the air and rested them against his shoulders. Miss Sexatary stared up at him with rosy cheeks licking her lips. Keeping his eyes on hers, Mr.Bossman stroked her calfs and thighs. He reached out to grab at her soft buttock with his right hand and groaned pleased at her gasp. He let his hand slip down between her legs and brush soflty at the dark hair leading down to her pussy. He glanced at the swollen labia and marvelled at the glistening moistness. Reaching to her face he pressed his long finger at her lips and she let it slip into her hot mouth. She sucked at the finger few times licking at it with her strong tongue before letting him pull it out. Quickly Mr.Bossman returned the wet finger to her pussy and staring at her he pushed the finger inbetween the lips. Miss Sexatary made a sound only a woman can make at the point of utter pleasure and her eyes seemed to glaze over. Mr.Bossman rubbed slowly at her pussy with his finger and circled around her swolled clit. Finally he brushed against the clit and decided that was enough teasing. He stroked at the bud of the clit gently enjoying the warmth of the pussy. He found a rythym matching her fast breaths and pushed another finger into the heat. Miss Sexatary´s hips pushed against his two fingers at her clit and carefully she moved her left leg so that she could push her thigh against his cock. Mr.Bossman closed his eyes pushing his cock against the soft white flesh of her thigh. The cock quivered against it´s soft pillow as he rubbed it into her thigh. The summer afternoon was hot around them as they played with each other in the shade.
"Come, come... Come inside me - now! I want you inside me!", Miss Sexatary moaned loudly reaching her hand towards Mr.Bossman. Mr.Bossman opened his eyes letting go of her legs. She stood up and helpped him up on his feet. She pulled him to her against the old maple tree and kissed him deeply. The maple had grown slanting to one side and it´s trunk veered sharply for a stretch. Miss Sexatary leaned against the veering trunk ignoring the coarse bark scraping the sensitive skin of her back. Pulling the hesitant Mr.Bossman against herself she calmed him: "It´s ok Mr.Bossman, it´s not that bad...". Mr.Bossman grunted frowning worried but couldn´t resist her mouth. He kissed her and pushed his pulsing cock to her. Lifting her legs of the ground to his sides he pushed into her. She was hot and tight and wet and her moan must have been heard far away. Miss Sexatary wrapped her arms around Mr.Bossman whimpering with pleasure. Mr.Bossman´s cock felt thick and huge inside her and it filled her to the brim. His groans against her neck were muffled as he made his first few thrusts. Miss Sexatary felt the bark of the old maple scratch at her back but ignored it. All the pain was lost in the pleasure of Mr.Bossman fucking her hard. His thrusts were slow and long and he took his time at first. Miss Sexatary felt like crying but biting her lip she just moaned softly. Mr.Bossman thought of the rough surface of the bark against her soft skin but lost the thread of his thoughts pushing into her again and again. From her moans he could tell that she was close to coming. Quickly he pulled out of her gasping when a breeze hit his moist cock. She looked at him desperate and surprised at his pulling away. He let her legs go and whispered to her burning ear: "Turn".
Miss Sexatary obeyed him feeling groggy from the pleasure and leaned her belly against the trunk of the maple. She felt his hand press her down and soon she felt the tip of his cock play between her legs. She closed her eyes and waited for the pleasure. Mr.Bossman teased her pussy with his cock. He knew he had to let her cool down a bit before he could push into her awaiting wet pussy again. He didn´t want her to come yet, not yet... He stroked her back and noticed the dark red marks left by the tree. There was even few cuts bleeding a droplet of blood. Tenderly Mr.Bossman leaned against her and kissed the cuts, letting his tongue lick at them. Miss Sexatary shivered.
Finally Mr.Bossman couldnt take it anymore and spreading her legs a little he pushed inside her. The tight grip of her pussy closed in around his cock and made him wonder if this was heaven felt like. Taking a firm hold of her hips he pulled her gently down the shaft of his cock till he was completly inside her. The heart shaped ass in fornt of him made his hands shake and the black star tattoo on her lower back surprised him. but he couldn´t concentrate on tattoos now, no matter how sexy they were. He was inside her, making her moan and grasp at the trunk of the tree she was laying on. He reached for her long hair and took a hold of it with his left hand. He pulled on the hair while he thrusted into her fast and hard this time. Fucking her hard he closed his eyes letting their bodies find their own rythym. Once in a while he pulled out completly and then thrust into her fast making her cry out. Grabbing her ass he pulled her around his cock even deepr and tighter till his head spun and he could hardly control himself. He fucked her hard listening and feeling for the little hints of what felt good and what was right. Finding her spot he fucked her mercilessly till she exploded on him. Her contracting pussy and desperate moans brought him over the edge and he came into her in short bursts crying out into the back of her neck. Their orgasms prolonged each others pleasure and for a long time after their bodies had relaxed the lay against the trunk of the old maple tree panting. Finally Miss Sexatary begun to rise and Mr.Bossman pulled out of her and stood up. She reached and took the half empty jug of lemonade from the ground. She drunk thirstyly and once she was done she passed the jug to him. Mr.bossman drank rest of the lemonade and loved the refreshing bitterness of the last sip. He put the jug down on the ground again and reached to pull Miss Sexatary into his arms. She avoided his hands smiling and whispered: "Come! I want to show you something...". She ran down across the sunny lawn towards the far end of the garden. Half way through she turned giggling to see if he followed. "Come!", she shouted at him and made him move. Mr.Bossman chased after her laughing to feel the soft grass under his bare feet. He wondered when he had been bare foot the last... He reached her finally at the very back of the garden. She was brushing aside the ivy and from behind it a black iron gate was revealed. She opened the gate and slipped through it. Mr.Bossman felt the rusty gate under his hand when he pushed past it running after Miss Sexatary. Right behind the gate grew few more old maples and beyond them Mr.Bossman saw the naked Miss Sexatary turned to face him at the very edge of a small river. He slowed down his running and walked slowly to her. He gasped with surprised to see the beautiful clear water and few fish swimming in it right close to the shore where they stood. Miss Sexatary stood on tiptoe to reach his lips and kissed him gently. "Isn´t it lovely?", she asked wrapping her hand around his naked body. "It´s like... Eden!", Mr.Bossman gasped looking around. He stroked her back gently and kissed her forehead: "Is this yours?". Miss Sexatary nodded looking out onto the river dreamingly: "Yes. It´s part of the estate. I call it the Serendipity River because when I bought the house and the grounds I didn´t even know it excisted!".
"Lets swim!", she said suddenly and waded to into the river. Mr.Bossman hesitated for a second but followed her into the cool water soon. The heat of the day made the water feel cold and gasping he dove into the water. She dipped down under the water too and they surfaced at the same time both laughing. Mr.Bossman pulled Miss Sexatary to him in the water and enjoyed the feel of her breasts pressing against him. She kissed him gently again and stroked his shaven head.
"I think i know what i´m going to do on my summer holidays now...", Mr.Bossman smirked. Miss Sexatary giggled and kissed his cheek. Mr.Bossman stroked her cheek softly with his hand : "Do you think you could stand having me around on your summer holidays Miss Sexy? Because I´m pretty sure mine just started too...".