the vineyard - a Blog Post by toothysmile

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2/14/2012 6:06 am

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the vineyard

The vineyard...

I silently cursed my luck. One of my colleagues had invited me to a wine tasting festival. At some vineyard, a few miles away from town. I reluctantly agreed to meet him there, even though I wasn't so keen on making the trip. Then received a text from him as soon as I had arrived. He couldn't make it. Something about a sick family member... So there I was. Surrounded by a crowd. Not knowing a single soul. All tasting a drink I didn't particularly care for. Still, having no other plans, I decided to make the best of a flawed situation...

I approached a bench. Picked up a glass. And took a sip. Much to my surprise, it had a most pleasant taste. Full and fruity, its sweet aroma filling my mouth. My eyebrows must have been raised a bit. It was the first time I heard her voice... "Well, what do you think of it?"... it was soft and clear, playful and rather inquisitive. I turned and saw her. A beautiful woman with long brown hair, sparkling eyes and a very mischievous smile. "Umm... I am afraid I don't know much about wine", I said apologetically. "Well, you could have fooled me", she said teasingly, pointing at my turtleneck shirt and tweed jacket. I smiled shyly. Blushed a bit. "It has a lovely taste", I finally said. "I'm really glad to hear this", she said giggling... "I work for the winery that produces it", she informed me, by now grinning widely. "It is our moscato, one of our best wines"...

I didn't really know what to say. I found myself definitely drawn to her and yet unable to approach her in any way. She must have read my mind. "Come with me", she said, grabbing my hand before I had a chance to answer. "I will show you our vineyards". And with that she whisked me away from the crowds, took me down long corridors, down two flights of stairs, then finally out into that lovely vineyard, spreading long and wide before our eyes.

"Wow", I said, admiring the view, my jaw dropping just a little. "You have a knack for words, don't you?", she giggled again, this time mixing her tease with a touch of sarcasm. I blushed again. But before I had a chance to utter another word, she had once again taken me by the hand and leading me down a trellis-covered pathway. "Stop here", she instructed me after a few minutes. I looked around. The view was spectacular. An endless series of rolling hills of vines, bathed in the warm sunlight. It looked like a Van Gogh painting.

"This is beautiful", I said turning to her. But as I did my eyes just fell on her full breasts. "You think?", she said, teasing me once more. I blushed a deep shade of red. She gave out one more little giggle and looked me straight in the eye. "You may kiss me now, you know...", she said, her voice suddenly becoming more serious... a tone of vulnerability detectable for the first time in her words. I didn't say anything... just brought my face to hers. And kissed her long and hard. Wrapping my arms around her. And squeezing her real tight.

I saw a wooden shed nearby. She led me in. I kissed her again. I couldn't get enough of her. Her lips were as sweet as candy. As she pressed her body against mine, I could feel her heart beating. I knelt before her. Lifted her skirt. Pulled her panties down. And buried my tongue deep in her pussy. Tasting her own wine for the first time. I started fucking her with my tongue... darting in and out of her... quickly licking around her, then darting back inside her. I grabbed her ass and pushed her closer to my face. Then circled around her clit... finally taking it in my mouth and kissing it passionately.

She grabbed me by the hair. "Stop", she cried. "I want your cock and I want it now". She didn't have to ask twice. She turned her back on me. Bent over a little. And within a couple of minutes my jeans were down to my ankles... my cock was hard... and buried deep inside her wet pussy. I started bucking my hips... my hands holding her by the waist... bringing her closer to me... pushing her away... then bringing her slamming back to me... again and again... It was wild. So unexpected. And yet so real. We were both rocking back and forth, totally caught up in the moment. I increased my tempo... knowing it would soon send her over the age. And it did. She raised her head. Held my arms with her hands. And squeezed me from inside of her as her fluids started flowing down my balls...

I held on to her. Still for a second. Then instinctively started grinding my hips again. "I think I'm going to cum", I managed to mutter. She turned her head and I saw her grin again. "I know", she said devilishly. And before I knew it she had turned around... gotten down on her knees... and taken me in her mouth. I couldn't believe how warm her mouth felt. Like a warm towel surrounding my cock. I failed to stifle a scream... and exploded deep in her mouth... her lips holding me locked inside her mouth... her throat taking more and more of my cum... until there wasn't any left.

She finally let me out of her mouth... licked her lips... and grinned again. "You know what I would really like now?", she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. I looked around. Saw a small barrel with a tap. And right beside it, two wine glasses. "Let me guess", I said smiling... "a glass of your favorite moscato?..."

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