The making of DBG

This is the beginning of a really simple description of two people who connected, shared fantasies, shared experiences, and ultimately gave each other pleasure and honest depravity. Well maybe not absolute depravity, but some situations that others might not enjoy as much as we did.
We first began to chat here and didn't really waste time. We arranged to meet at a carpark at the Rapid Creek end of Casuarina Beach.
Mid afternoon as I recall.
It was Darwin so we were always going be casual.
Both commando, and both a little nervous.
I had only just returned from six months in Brisbane. A six months that shall het explained a little later.
I got to the agreed spot before her. I sat in my car and cracked a beer. She arrived. She sat in her car for a minute or two and then I received the message, " I'm here."
I replied " I know, I can see you. Go to the picnic table in front of your car and wait."
It took a little longer than I would have liked but she did as she was instructed to. She got out of her car and went to the picnic table directly in front of it.
I watched as she sat. Her demeanor was a little nervous, a little apprehensive, but as I watched her she sat with her legs slightly spread and her hand absent-mindedly and gently stroking her pussy over the top of her shorts as she waited for me to make myself known. I took that as a sign of a very good and obedient girl.
I got out of my car and walked towards her, she saw me and turned to face me as she sat.
Our eyes meet and we smiled at eachother. She cheekily pushed the leg of her short shorts aside and rubbed her fingers against her pussy in such a way that let me know she wanted to expose herself to my gaze. Then very deliberately brought her fingers to her mouth and suckled them like a new baby suckles on it's mothers nipple as she continued to maintain eye contact with her new acquaintance.
I could almost smell the false bravado within her as I approached. We had only chatted a handful of times before this day, and none of it was overly sexual. It was just simple flirting as far as I knew, a bit of banter. I didn't expect that she would comply to my cheeky request to not wear underwear, and have tiny shorts on. I began to feel a touch of nervousness that mixed very quickly with the guttural and primal "hmmmmm" that I heard in my head. The hint of nervousness inside of me instantly left. Somehow I knew this was going to be the beginning of something special.
I walked to her, smiled and said hello, she replied and spread her legs over the bench seat of the picnic table as she sat squarely facing me with her pussy lips deliciously nudging against the crotch of her shorts and staring straight into my eyes.
I kept my gaze upon hers,, sat squarely facing her. Like I said I could almost smell her false bravado and nervousness. It will forever be something that excites me. I could tell she was testing me. There was somethimg she needed to have and something she needed to know about herself. There are many moments that are the making of DBG. But this was the first. I felt something surging through me as I quietly said,
"stand up, straight up, don't move a muscle".
Pleasingly she did and never took her eyes off mine.
I continued staring into her eyes and her into mine as I raised my hand to her thigh and slid my fingers up and into the leg of her shorts, her wetness was so silky smooth and inviting I had no other option but to test her willingness and feel her open up as my fingers slid inside of her. That's when I heard and felt her pleasure. The combination of the moan that eminated from her lips and the splash that soaked my hand and the bench seat and our eyes locked.