Lilly relaxed on the back porch swing of her parent’s old plantation house. As she drank a tall, cold glass of lemonade, she slowly rocked herself back and forth with her long slim legs.
It was hot and sticky, as it usually is on an August day in Georgia, so Lilly wrapped her auburn hair in a ponytail to cool her neck. She lifted her long white sundress up over her knees and tucked the lacy material in a bunch between her thighs.
She continued to swing slowly. She looked down at her bare feet, and admired her red painted toes. The sweat from her cold glass ran down the sides and dripped on the hot skin of her leg. The drop sent a chill through her as she watched the tiny cold bead roll down the length of her leg.
Lilly glanced across the yard at the giant old weeping willow. The old willow had stood proudly in the back yard for as long as Lilly could remember, the green canopy offering her a place of shade and privacy. Her smile grew as she thought of all the things that big old tree had witnessed Lilly do over the years.
She took a sip of the sweet lemonade and listened to the ice cubes clink as she thought of playing under the full, low hanging branches of the tree as a child. She remembered how she and her girlfriends would have tea parties. They all sat with dolls and teddy bears in a circle on a little red and white checked blanket, their guests eating little sandwiches her Mama had made. They would laugh and drink pretend tea in the cool shade of the branches till it was time for her friends to go home.
Lilly giggled out loud as she recalled her first kiss. The graceful old tree had hidden her and James as he snuck a peck on the mouth while Daddy sat on the porch reading the newspaper. She smiled as she saw James’ frightened face in her mind’s eye. He had practically head-butted Lilly as he darted in and kissed her on the lips, before quickly running away, terrified of being caught.
Lilly ran her hand up her thigh and sighed as she now thought about how she had allowed Roger to seduce her. She was only nineteen when she had given her virginity to him on a hot day like today. Her smile turned to a sly grin as she held the image of his handsome face in her thoughts.
Lilly’s parents were away for the day and night leaving Lilly in charge of the house. She phoned Roger as soon as they pulled out of the long tree lined driveway. He rushed over, eager to be alone with his young girlfriend.
Lilly pulled her legs up on the swing and closed her eyes as she pictured that day under the tree with Roger. He spread a blanket on the ground beneath the giant willow and they lay there in the shade talking and holding hands. They both knew what was going to happen, but neither had the courage to initiate just yet.
Lilly was nervous and trembling when Roger finally rolled on top of her, and kissed her gently on the lips. Roger looked her in the eyes and spoke in a shaky voice “Lilly, you know how much I want you and umm, we won’t do anything you don’t want to but…”
Lilly kissed him to shut him up and held him tight. She ran her long fingers through his sandy brown hair, pulling him to her, kissing him so hard she thought her lips might bleed.
Roger held her tiny frame tight, pressing his hardness against her crotch as he tasted her mouth. Their tongues slid together in a rhythmic dance as Roger pressed himself to Lilly, grinding and moaning while he held her close. He ran his hands over the curves of her waist, up to her breasts, his breaths in rapid bursts as her body responded to him.
Roger rose to his knees and looked down at Lilly. Her porcelain skin was flushed with excitement and her auburn hair was mussed from the kissing and groping. She ran her hand over the outline of his bulge through the faded denim, popped the button then unzipped his pants.
Roger moaned as Lilly’s hand caressed his cock, only the thin cloth of his underwear now between her delicate hand and his erect penis. She loved the way his hardness felt in her hand, and the way it made her pussy flutter as she felt the heat coming off his cock. Lilly looked up at him with lust filled, hazel eyes and whispered “I’m ready.”
Roger swallowed hard, smiled and unhooked her pants with trembling hands. She lifted her behind shimmying out of them with his assistance. Lilly slipped her red panties off as Roger stood to remove his clothes.
Roger knelt down, lifting her thin, pink blouse over her head. She wore no bra and he gasped as he got his first look at her perky breasts.
He lightly ran his hand over her firm breasts, focusing on her nipples. He caressed the erect nubs with his thumbs as he cupped her breasts in his hand then gently took one in his mouth. Lilly arched her back, moaning as she offered herself to him.
Warm, wonderful sensations coursed through her body, converging between her legs, as Roger suckled her nipple. He slid a hand over her tummy to her pubic mound. Lilly’s stomach fluttered as he continued to her wet slit.
Lilly gasped, opening her legs wider, allowing her boyfriend access to her delicate labia and clitoris.
Roger lightly ran his fingertips over her slick pussy in a small circular motion, spreading her juice over the entire area, making Lilly whimper. She began to lift her hips to his hand, squirming with the pleasure of his touch.
Roger slipped his middle finger between her labia, separating them and poking the tip of his finger gently in her hole. Lilly panted and reached for his arm, pulling his hand away from her now overly sensitive pussy.
She pulled him closer, wrapping him between her long legs. Roger kissed her lightly on the lips and looked down at her flushed face. Lilly ran her hands up his back, over his broad shoulders and down his arms. She gripped him firmly, and nodded.
Roger placed the tip of his penis at her entrance, groaning as he felt her wetness on him for the first time. He rubbed it over her swollen labia sending a million sparks of pleasure through both their bodies as he prepared to enter her.
Lilly closed her eyes and moaned. She lifted her hips to him as he slipped the tip inside her. He slowly filled her for the first time, breaking through her hymen. Lilly gasped and stared up at Roger with wide eyes. She lightly bit her lip as the pain of losing her virginity passed and the pleasure of being a woman was upon her.
Roger watched her face, eagerly following her lead. Lilly wrapped her legs around him, rubbing her clit on his pelvic bone.
Roger began to pump faster. Increasing his thrusts as Lilly’s moans of pleasure began to rise out of her throat in a rhythmic chant. She gripped his arms tight, her nails sinking into his flesh. He groaned as he watched the expressions of pleasure wash over her beautiful face. Sweat drops formed on his upper lip and beads of sweat between Lilly’s beautiful breasts as he grinded into her. She began to squeal and her already snug pussy began to tighten and twitch on his cock.
Lilly looked up at Roger watching the passion in his eyes as he pumped in and out of her. Her body was so alive she couldn’t believe what was happening to it. Every pore tingled as if little electrical shocks were traveling throughout her. She tried to be quiet but was unable to hold back. Her moaning louder as the waves in her body became more frequent. At last she felt herself begin to come and Lilly uncontrollably tightened her grip on Roger.
The heat and intensity of the sensations over took Roger and he exploded into Lilly. His body shuddered, his cock twitched as he came inside Lilly. Roger stayed deep in her, enjoying the contractions as her walls continued to caress his cock. Lilly lay there, panting, damp with sweat. Roger held eye contact with her until he bent forward to kiss her.
A cool wind blew and a rumble of thunder shook Lilly back to reality and the visions of her first time faded back to wherever it had come from. She looked to the sky and saw the big gray storm clouds moving in.
Another flash of lightning accompanied by an earth shaking crash of thunder sent chills through her. The tiny hairs on her skin stood up as the storms force increased. She could feel the electricity in the air as the wind blew. She looked out to the old willow as the rain began to pour down around her. It was raining so hard she could barely see the mighty tree.
Lilly went inside and sat on the couch. She glanced at the photos around her in the living room. She gazed at the pictures of her and Roger through the years. Their wedding day, their honeymoon, and the photos of them with their two children decorated the room.
She wrapped her arms around herself, sighing as she closed her eyes, the image of Roger in her mind. She missed him more and more each day and wondered if she would ever get over his passing.
As she sat on the sofa she felt a warm embrace, like arms around her shoulders. She sighed deeply and opened her eyes. She heard the wind howl and looked outside to see the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking through the clouds, forming a rainbow.
The rainbow arched high in the sky landing on Lilly’s precious willow tree. The beautiful image brought tears to her eyes. Lilly would always miss her husband, but she would be okay.
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Saffron Sands has finally found her place in the world and it is on her back…or is that on her knees? She likes red wine with ice-cubes, pirates and hot sex. In her spare time, she reads and writes of sensual adventures both real and imagined. Saffron Sands….pleasuring the world one story at a time.