Susan Howell and Mike Benedict spent a leisurely late Saturday afternoon wandering through a Gulf Coast nature preserve.

It was a beautiful hot summer day with sunshine reflecting off the protected pond and dappling through the trees. There were a few wispy clouds in the sky.

It was their third date and the couple enjoyed their time with the flora and fauna. Both of them were hoping they'd spend the night together.

Susan was 27, slim, 5-foot-5:with straight, shoulder-length light brown hair and 32B breasts. She was a high school social studies teacher.

Mike was the same age. He was handsome, 5-foot-10, but a bit on the heavy side. He had dark brown, curly hair. He worked at a local hospital where he was one of the administrators in the emergency room.

They had met on an online dating app and spent weeks messaging back and forth until each of them worked up the courage to meet in person.

They had met at a coffee shop and had an immediate connection. Mike was amazed at Susan's ability to teach teenage boys and deal with her students' raging hormones. Susan was impressed with Mike's devotion to health care and helping patients.

They agreed to a second date. Mike picked a good casual Italian restaurant and suggested they stroll through a nearby park before dinner. They stopped and kissed a few times and had a mini makeout session in Mike's car after their meal -- lots of kissing and tongue action, but otherwise restrained.

Mike suggested the nature preserve for their third date. He was wearing beige khaki shorts and a royal blue polo shirt. Susan was wearing a bright satiny limestone green tank top with spaghetti straps and a gray miniskirt. She was feeling sexy and wanted to be touched.

They walked slowly on a wooden boardwalk that gave them good views of birds and turtles as well as flowers and trees. One part of the walk took them past two alligators.

"This is nice and peaceful," Susan said. "You made a good choice. This was a good idea."

"If you like this you will love our next stop."

"Oh? What do you have in mind?"

"Well it wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you, now would it."

"You have a good point. And I do like surprises."

They left the nature preserve and drove to a secluded spot overlooking a small, curved beach below. Mike got a cooler and a blanket out of the trunk. He and Susan carefully climbed down a rocky outcrop to the sandy beach and spread out the blanket.

Susan kicked her sandals off and they sat down. The sky started to change from blue to orange, red and purple as the sun slowly dipped toward the water. The wispy clouds changed color as well. Mike opened the cooler and pulled out a chilled bottle of Pinot Grigio, two red plastic cups and some sandwiches.

"You thought of everything," Susan said. "This is really romantic."

"This is one of my favorite places to watch the sunset. I'm glad the weather held, and I'm very glad you're here with me."

He poured wine into the cups. They toasted the sunset and kissed. Their tongues dueled in each other's mouth. Susan leaned back against Mike. He put his arms around her.

"This is so nice," she said. "It's so romantic and sexy being here with you like this. Let's spend the night together."

"I was hoping you'd say that, even though that sounds like the title of a Rolling Stones song. "

"They're one of my favorite bands."

Mike moved his arms from around Susan and slid them lightly on her shoulders and down her arms. He felt her shudder under his touch and watched as she lightly bit her lip.

"That feels really good," she said.

"I want you," he said softly. "I love your idea. Let's spend the night together. He increased the pressure on her shoulders and rubbed out some tension knots there and on the back of Susan's neck. She moaned softly.

He moved her forward slightly and ran his hands up and down her back and then to her shoulders and her neck. She turned her head and their mouths and lips met. Both made noises of pleasure as their tongues explored.

Mike put his arms around Susan, pulled her back against him and ran his hands up over her shirt to her breasts. She gasped with pleasure as he caressed them.

She broke their kiss. "Please don't stop what you're doing. Your hands feel wonderful on me. Now I need you more than ever. I want this so much."

Mike caressed her breasts with both hands, tweaking her nipples through the strapless bra he could feel under her tank top. He leaned down and nuzzled her neck, first one side and then the other. She moaned. Her eyes were wide. He was enjoying releasing Susan's wild side.

He reached down and slid his hands under her shirt and played with her breasts over her bra. She was looking at the beautiful sunset and getting wet from his attention.

"Yes. Yes. Don't stop."

Mike worked his right hand under her bra and pinched her nipple. Susan gasped. He reached his left hand down and placed it on her thigh under her skirt.

"Oh my God! I can't believe how much you're turning me on. Touch my panties. See how wet you've made me."

"I'll never say no to that offer," Mike said, reaching his hand further up her skirt and feeling her sopping crotch. "Ooh. You really are wet. Is that all because of me?"

"You're the cause of all that good wetness. I want you so badly. I need you inside me. Take me home so we can do this properly."

"Not here?"

"Maybe someday, but as wonderful and horny as you're making me feel, I'm afraid of being caught or seen naked out here. Let's spend the night together. Now I need you more than ever. But let's do it at my house."

They stood up. Susan grabbed Mike and pulled him to her. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her as they kissed. He moved his hands down her back and squeezed her ass under her skirt.

"I'd really like to make love to you here on the beach. That's a fantasy of mine. But I'm happy to make love to you wherever you're comfortable. I have an idea, though. Why don't we do it in the road?"

"That's really cheesy," Susan said. "But I guess I deserve it since I used a Rolling Stones tune. You're entitled to use the Beatles. Let's move quickly, though I'm really horny and I need sexual healing."

"That's the late, great Marvin Gaye. Your place it is," he said. "Let's go."

Mike packed up the cooler and folded up the blanket. They started up the rocks to the parking area. Susan was in front. Mike periodically stroked her legs and ass cheeks as they climbed up.

"Oh my God, Mike. You're turning me on so much. I'm so fucking horny. I'm so wet. It's dripping down my legs."

Mike ran his hands up Susan's thighs. He could feel moisture on her legs And got more turned on.

They reached his car, loaded up and headed for Susan's apartment. She took his hand and put it under her skirt. He stroked her pussy through her panties. She was panting and rubbing her breasts as he fingered her.

As soon as they entered Susan's apartment, she grabbed Mike, pushed her hand into his shorts and grabbed his hard cock. "I need this in me. Fuck me now."

She led him to her bedroom. Susan fumbled with the belt and button on Mike's shorts. He put his hand on her pussy, feeling her heat through her underwear.

"I'm so fuckin' hot for you," she said, pulling Mike's shorts and boxers down and off him. He reached under her skirt and pulled off her sopping gray thong.

Mike pushed Susan onto the bed. She looked up at him lustily. He ran his cock along her slit and slowly pushed into her. Susan gasped and pulled him all the way into her.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I need you. I want you so much," she hissed.

Mike straightened his arms and thrust hard into her. "Squeeze my cock with your pussy," he growled. "Clench on it. Make me feel it."

Susan thrust her hips up to meet his thrusts and squeezed her pussy on his cock. They were sweating and grunting at each other. She put her hands under his shirt and stroked his chest, pinching his nipples.

Then she grabbed his ass and pulled him in deeper. "Fill me with your cock. Fuck me hard," she said.

Susan's hands on his ass as she clenched her pussy on his thrusting cock sent Mike to the edge. He sped up his thrusts.

"I'm going to cum!" he yelled. "Cum with me. Cum now."

He erupted into Susan's pussy. She felt his cum inside and went over the edge. She was writhing, shaking and crying all at the same time. "Fuck. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. Oh my God. I'm cumming so hard," she cried.

Her pussy clenched on Mike's spent cock. She wrapped her legs around his ass and wrapped her arms around his back to pull him down on top of her. He could feel her body spasm and writhe beneath him.

They lay like that for a while, both panting and trying to return to normal breathing. Mike felt his cock soften and slip out of her but didn't move.

Susan spoke first. "That was amazing," she said. "I can't remember the last time I came that hard. My whole body was shaking. Still is."

She kissed him deeply, her tongue pushing into his mouth. Mike rolled off her, keeping the kiss intact. He slid his hands under her shirt, lifted her strapless bra above her breasts and stroked them.

"Do you think you can do that to me one more time?" Susan asked seductively.

"I can tell you're a music lover," Mike said. "I am too. First we need to get naked. Come on baby, light my fire and I will make you feel the earth move under your feet. After all, you did say let's spend the night together."