Sensations under the sun

It is sunny. I am lying outside, my body naked under the lovely warmth. The world around me is open and my most intimate parts are too. My legs are comfortably spread and everything is exposed to everything. I can feel the hint of a breeze. My nipples contract and my skin comes alive. The sensation travels down, waking my body. My sex responds to the tickling of the wind in my pubic hair. It is freeing to be lying here like this, naked under the naked sky, natural and simple as nature made me. I can hear the sounds of the surrounding world around me. Not human sounds. The trees, the grass, the leaves, the birds. Simple, easy sounds. Relaxing sounds. I concentrate on of the feel of my skin. It takes a moment for me to relax into the situation. I am naked. There are no walls around me. I am aroused by the thought. A pulse. A warming. A moistening. I have to move and readjust myself. I lick my lips, draw my knees up a little more and reach down to open the folds hiding the entrance to my body. I like the feel of the air. Just there, on that skin that it rarely touches. I run my hand over those sweet-feeling places, just enough to remember how alive they are and how much they like attention of many kinds. I let my knees fall all the way to the ground and reach my arms above my head, arching my back and stretching my muscles, eyes closed, loving the feel of my naked body. My hands go to my breasts, caressing them, lifting them, fondling them. I play with my nipples, running them through the spaces in between my fingers, rubbing them gently against the palms of my hands. They respond and the response makes me smile. I slowly roll over and let the sky caress the back of my body. I shake my head, enjoying the feel of my long hair, warm from the sunlight, moved every now and then by the air, tracing my form. I breathe out to let my weight rest heavily upon the ground and soak up the cool of the earth underneath me. It is a new and awakening feeling. The tickle of the grass on my breasts. The humid ground kissing my nipples, my belly, my thighs. As I let the sun warm my back, I lift up my hips, enjoying the feel of it and the kiss of the air on my buttocks and the backs of my thighs, too. As I do, I can feel that air on my sex again. This time it is different, as my legs are pressed together. My folds are squeezed now, pressing out from underneath my buttocks and between my legs, like a pair of lips looking for a kiss. The hint of wind obliges. Feeling my body respond more strongly to the wind’s kiss, and not wanting to waste such affection, I reach down and begin my own caress.