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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of o
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The Bike Trip (MF)
By Cindy (cyntil8ing@aol.com)
***
I was out by the road on the John Deere the first time you
rode by. I love spending an early summer evening mowing,
the smell of freshly cut grass tickling my nose, the
vibrations of the tractor making other parts of my body
tingle deliciously. I clear my mind completely, and just
enjoy the sights, smells, and sounds of the world around me.
You came up the road from behind. I didn't see you until
you had already passed by. You were bent over the bike, so
I didn't see your face, but I definitely noticed the
powerful legs, the wonderful ass and the slim hips, tightly
covered in black bike shorts. I sighed as I watched you
disappear down the road, my mind imagining those slim hips
between my outstretched thighs, that wonderful ass clenching
underneath my hands. I continued mowing, still thinking of
you, idly wondering what you were doing cycling down my
road; a road in the middle of nowhere.
I was almost finished mowing when I saw your bike coming
back up the road. I felt a small shiver run through my body
as I slowed the tractor to watch you approach. You stopped
just a few feet from me, smiled and began to speak. The
tractor was loud, and I was wearing headphones, so I
couldn't hear a word you were saying. I held up my hand,
signaling you to wait for a moment, shut off the tractor,
and took off my headphones. I smiled back and said, "I'm
sorry...You were saying?" You told me that you had
apparently taken a wrong turn somewhere, and now had no idea
where you were. I asked where you were heading, and you
mentioned the name of a town about 35 miles away. "Um, I
don't think you'll make it there tonight. I hope you don't
have someone waiting for you." You shook your head and said
"No, but I heard about a restaurant there that is supposed
to have the best steaks in all of the state. I've been
thinking about a thick juicy steak all afternoon."
"Oh, I know just the one you're talking about, it's my
favorite. I go there a couple of times a month. I tell you
what, I was planning on going into town this evening anyway
to do some shopping. If you like, we can toss the bike in
the back of my truck and I'll give you a ride."
You smiled and said, "I'd really appreciate that, but only
on one condition -- that you let me buy you dinner for all
your trouble." Just what I wanted you to say! "It's a
deal," I replied, "I'll need to finish the yard while it's
still light, it should only take 15 minutes or so. I'll
take you up to the house, get you a drink, and show you
where you can clean up. No offense, but you are a bit, um,
fragrant." You bowed gallantly and replied "Please accept
my most sincere apologies ma'am. I will soon present myself
as a suitable dinner companion, if you will just show me the
way." We headed up to the house, chatting about the weather
and other nonsense.
I showed you to the guest cottage, an old converted shed
around the back of the house. Actually, it's never used,
except by me. I have my PC there, and whenever I get the
urge, I hide out there for hours or for days, writing like
there's no tomorrow. "The bath is through there." I
pointed, "I'll have to run in the house to get you some
towels. I'll be back in a few minutes." I quickly went to
the house, grabbed a few towels, and headed back. I walked
in, and heard the shower running already. Smiling impishly,
I pushed the door open with my foot and walked right in.
You were just getting in, and all I got to see was one calf
and a foot disappear behind the glass doors. "I put the
towels on the toilet. Is there anything else you need?"
The door slid back and you poked your head out, smiled, and
said "Well, since you mention it, I think I got some grease
on the back of my leg. Have I washed it off?" You opened
the door wider, presenting the back of your leg for my
inspection.
"Oh, it's still there. Here, let me get that for you." I
replied as I pulled my t-shirt over my head, kicked off my
sneakers, and slipped out of my shorts and panties.
Brazenly, I stepped right into the shower with you. Your
mouth dropped in surprise, followed by your eyes, as they
quickly ran up and down my body. "Well, um," you stammered,
"I can't seem to take my eyes off of you. I suppose you'll
have to reach around."
I stepped forward and began running my hands over you. I
melted right into your body as the hot water streamed over
us. The warmth of the water and your arms around me felt
wonderful. I reached down for the soap and started to rub it
across your chest. I worked my hands up over your shoulders
and down your arms, rubbing the soap everywhere. I worked
my way across your chest and down your stomach. My hands
wandered down to your hips. I could feel your hardness
growing against me, but I wasn't going to touch you yet,
just teasing for now. I put the soap down and pressed my
body up against yours. Rubbing my breasts on your chest and
my tummy across yours ... the lather allowing me to slide up
and down and side to side. The sensations were making my
nipples so hard. I rubbed them against your chest and could
feel your cock growing still harder against my leg.
You reached for the soap and began to lather my back. I
pressed my hips closer to yours as my chest slipped and slid
against you. Your hands worked my back, massaging and
rubbing, then worked their way down to my ass, cupping my
cheeks as the soap fell to the shower floor. You pulled me
close as you lowered your mouth to mine, passionate kisses,
our tongues probing and lashing each other.
I broke our hold and slowly slid down onto my knees. The
water ran over your shoulders, showing a trail in the suds
of where I had been. The lather washed down the drain. I
kissed down your chest, lingering over your nipples to nip
and tease them with my teeth. My kisses ventured down
across your belly and down to your hips. My fingers traced
up the inside of your legs, teasing the inner thigh, until I
reached your balls, caressing and fondling them.
I lightly pushed you back a step so that the water could
wash the rest of the soap away. Then I took your cock into
my hand. It jumped to my touch. Holding it firmly at the
base, I ran my fingers down the shaft toward the head.
Running my finger slowly around the head, I looked up to see
you intently watching my every move. When my eyes locked
with yours, I took the head of your cock into my mouth. You
closed your eyes and let out a deep moan.
I slowly took you into my mouth, my hand working with my
mouth to form one long tight tunnel. I could feel the
muscles tense in your legs. With my free hand I fondled
your balls, lightly teasing them. I pulled back, releasing
you slowly. I licked up from the bottom of your shaft, to
where that vein meets the head in the sweet sensitive
triangle. Flicking my tongue across this, your knees almost
buckled.
I ran my tongue around the head of your cock. I started off
in wide circles at the edge and worked my way in to the tip,
the circles getting smaller and smaller. I was rewarded
with a large drop of pre-cum waiting for me when I reached
my goal in the middle. I touched my finger to it, slowly
pulling my finger back as it stretched, glistening between
my finger and your cock. When the string broke, I brought
my fingertip to my lips, savoring the taste. I took you
back into my mouth, sliding in and out. My hand worked
feverishly as my mouth continued to suck as deep as I could.
As I moved faster, I could feel the tension building. Your
moans got louder and your hips moved in rhythm with my
strokes. I reached behind you to feel your ass tighten as
you thrust in and out of my mouth. It was every bit as sexy
as I had earlier imagined.
I knew you were about to come. I wanted to put you over the
edge so I took you deep in my throat, completely surrounded
by my lips, my nose pressed against your pubic bone. This
sensation was all it took, you started to throb and unload
your hot cum down my throat. I released you from my mouth
and let your cum spray hot and sticky, all over my mouth and
face.
I continued to stroke your shaft, slowly but firmly. I
wanted to keep you hard. I stood up and kissed you, letting
you taste your cum on my lips. The water washed away the
remainder. You obviously loved all of this because I was
soon rewarded with even a firmer cock that was ready for
more....
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Chapter 2
By Rick
...One of the benefits of riding cross country is that you
build up pretty good strength, balance and
coordination...which comes in pretty handy at a time like
this...
With your hand still grasping my engorged cock, my mouth is
covering yours. Our tongues probing, searching, exploring
every centimeter of each other's mouths. Breaking away for
a breath, my tongue glides along your cheek. I reach your
ear and circle it, the tip of my tongue lightly running
through the ridges and behind it. I take your lobe, gently
nibbling and sucking on it. You are rubbing the head of my
cock against your clit as I proceed down your neck, along
your shoulder, across your collar bone and up under your
chin. Lower I descend, between your breasts, then underneath
and up along the sides. Across your exquisite breasts, I
continue until my tongue teases you around the dark aureole
of your nipples, never quite touching, but pleasing you in a
torturous way. Back and forth, nipple to nipple, almost
there, but not quite. Finally when I can no longer resist,
I take your left nipple into my mouth and gently suck on it.
I tease it with my teeth and flutter my tongue against it,
eliciting a soft moan from your lips and a firmer grip on my
cock. I take your right nipple between my thumb and finger,
gently rolling it between as my mouth continues with your
left.
I allow my mouth to leave your breast and continue my
journey to paradise. My hands follow the curve of your
torso, down your waist, over your hips, as I slowly kneel,
kissing and licking my way down over your abdomen, along
your pubic hair, neatly trimmed in the French way with only
a tiny triangle above and nothing over your lips.
Avoiding your pussy for the moment, I turn you toward the
wall, your back to me. My lips leave a hot trail along your
beautiful tight ass, my tongue runs along your crack and
over to your other cheek. I descend lower still along the
back of your leg, lingering for several moments behind your
knee. I bend your leg toward me, running my tongue along
the back of your calf, across the sole of your foot. I take
each beautiful toe in my mouth, one at a time and suck on
them, running my tongue between them. Your moans of
encouragement press me onward.
I lower your leg and turn you to face me once again. Your
legs are parted in anticipation and my tongue travels slowly
up the inside of your thigh. Your hips are gyrating in
anticipation, but I refuse to be rushed. FINALLY, my mouth
and tongue reach both our goals. Gently at first, then with
more pressure, my tongue touches your hard clit. Around and
around the tip of my tongue teases, stretching the sensitive
tissue surrounding your clit, and in doing so, stimulating
it.
I put one finger in my mouth, wetting it with my saliva.
Easily, I insert it into your pussy as I continue to lick
and suck on your clit. In and out I slide it, hooking the
tip of it to caress your G-spot. Your response, "Oh, God,"
is encouraging. I remove it and put it in my mouth so that
I can taste you. Next I place two fingers in my mouth and
insert them both into you. Your moan is somewhat more
intense this time, "Oh, yes, oh my God," and your hips press
against my lips. Again I remove them and taste you.
Finally I lubricate three fingers, slide them up inside you,
hook my fingers and press hard, directly on your tender
inner spot. Your sharp cry of pleasure, "OH, SHIT, OH JESUS
GOD," tells me I have found the perfect pleasure spot. I
continue to massage inside you and to suck and lick on your
clit at the same time. Within moments, your hips are
bucking, "I'M GOING TO COME!" your hands press my head
between your legs "I'M COMING NOW, OH GOD HERE IT IS!!" and
you experience a tremendous dual internal and external
orgasm, "OH, JESUS, OH FUCK, GOD I WANT YOU IN ME, PLEASE,
PLEASE SHOVE THAT COCK INSIDE ME, OOHHHH
GGGGOOOOODDDDDDD!!!!!"
I stand, grasp your ass and raise you off the floor. I
lower you onto my cock as your legs wrap around my hips. I
press you against the wall of the shower as I thrust, hard
and deep inside you. Faster and harder, I feel my cock head
touch your cervix with each thrust. In this position, the
top of my cock slides directly across your already sensitive
clit and soon we are both on the verge of an orgasm. Your
heels are against my ass, spurring me on like a stallion as
I plunge
harder...faster...deeper...HARDER...FASTER...DEEPER...until.
. ."OH, GOD, BABY!" I cry out, "OH, SHIT, YOU ARE SO FUCKING
TIGHT AND SO DAMNED HOT!! OH, GOD, I'M COMING...I'M
COMING...I WANT TO FILL YOUR TIGHT PUSSY WITH MY CUM...OH
FFFUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!" I scream as my orgasm over takes me.
With one last hard thrust, I unload my gooey load inside
you. That last hard thrust brings you over the edge once
again as well.
We are finally driven out of the shower by a lack of hot
water. We each take a towel and begin to dry each other
off...
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Chapter 3
By Cindy
We step out of the shower, wrapping each other in soft,
fluffy towels. We leave the still steamy bathroom for the
main room of the cottage. It has gotten dark, so I switch
on the small light next to the sofabed. It casts a tiny
warm glow in the room, leaving the corners still in
darkness. We slowly and leisurely dry each other, stopping
often to exchange kisses, or to caress body parts that look
particularly interesting.
When I remove your towel, I am quite surprised to find you
still at half-mast. "My goodness, what a pleasant surprise!
I'm certainly glad he hasn't fallen asleep yet. I still
have plans for him. But first, I'm starved, and you
promised me dinner. I'm going to get dressed. I'll be back
in 20 minutes." With that, I gather up my clothes, drop my
towel on the floor, and walk naked out the door, with just a
hint of an exaggerated wiggle, because I know you're
watching. When I get to the house, I just can't resist, I
turn to face you, stretch my arms up over my head, and
wiggle at you. You laugh and blow me a kiss.
I enter my bedroom and head for the closet. I bite my lip
softly as I decide what to wear. Finally selecting a dark
blue chemise dress, I leave the closet. I paw through my
lingerie drawer, searching for something special. My hand
brushes against something smooth and silky. I pull the
satin teddy out and slip it on, turning in the mirror to
check myself from all angles, running my hands down my sides
to smooth the fabric. Satisfied, I head into the bathroom.
I pull my hair up into a loose knot on the top of my head,
curling the tendrils that escape with my finger. A light
dusting of powder across the tops of my breasts, a dab of
perfume at the base of my throat, a bit of lipstick, and I'm
finished. I head back into the bedroom to slip on the
chemise. Back downstairs, I grab my purse and keys, and
head back to the guest house.
You are ready when I get there, waiting for me on the sofa.
You stand as I enter the room, a sexy little smile on your
lips. I smile back, my eyes running from the white polo
shirt, stretched tightly across your chest and biceps, down
to your incredibly tight jeans. "Mmmm," I say in
appreciation, "yes, a suitable dinner companion, without a
doubt. Shall we go?"
"In just a minute," you answer, pulling me into your arms.
"You know, I thought you were cute when I saw you on that
tractor, wearing that ratty old t-shirt and those cutoffs.
But now I know better, you're beautiful." I blush a bit,
and give you a tender kiss as thanks. The soft touch of
your lips to mine chases all thoughts of dinner away. There
is no hunger except the one we're developing for each other
yet again. I reach up and caress your neck as your hands
reach into my hair, searching for the combs that are holding
it up. I hear them clink as you toss them onto the table,
and feel my hair fall, soft and still damp from the shower,
against my shoulders.
I kiss across your cheek, down your neck, and onto your
chest as I pull your shirt over your head. I feel your
hands on my hips, gathering my dress, preparing to pull it
over my head. I unbutton and unzip your jeans, then lift my
arms. The dress is over my head in a second, falling with a
swish to the carpet. I hear your soft 'Mmmm' as you admire
me standing there in my teddy and heels. I push your pants
to your knees, uttering a soft grunt of surprise when I see
that you aren't wearing any underwear. You step out of your
jeans as you gently sit me back down on the sofa, kneeling
between my legs. You pick up my left leg, stroking it as you
place it on your shoulder. You do the same with the right
one. Your lips come down soft and moist on the side of my
knee and you kiss your way up my thigh, stroking the other
one with the back of your hand. I lift slightly off the
sofa, and you slide your hand underneath me, gently
squeezing my ass as your lips continue their travels down my
other thigh. You slowly pull your hand from under me,
searching for the snaps at the bottom of the teddy. You
find them and pull them apart, slowly folding the tail up
onto my stomach, leaving me bottomless in the soft shadows.
I can see by the smile in your eyes as you look up at me
that you are enjoying torturing me in this way. I want,
need your touch and your kisses so badly that I groan and
move my hips a little, hoping you will take the hint. You
grin as you shake your head. "Oh, Rick...don't make me beg.
Lick me, now, suck me, now, make me crazy, now...please" I
ask softly and with a slight tremor in my voice. I relax as
I feel you shift position, believing you would never really
make me beg, but that you would enjoy having me ask. You
begin softly, teasing me with just your lips, never taking
your eyes from mine. As your kisses get firmer and wetter,
I can feel the wetness coming from me yet again, slowly
dripping and flowing downward. Your hand reaches for my
breast, caressing it firmly though the soft satin. It feels
so wonderful, I moan, close my eyes and arch forward into
your hand.
I slide sideways on the sofa, pulling you with me. Your
lips and tongue feel wonderful on me, but I want you inside
me so badly. I pull your hips toward me, opening my legs
wide, draping one across the back of the sofa, placing the
other against the coffee table. Your lips come down on mine
as you slip inside me, making me gasp in pleasure. I taste
myself on your lips, which makes me moan again. Your tongue
dances with mine as you slowly slide in and out of me, your
fingers brushing against my neck, tangling in my hair. My
hands are on your back, feeling the muscles flex with each
firm stroke, making me crazy. I feel the orgasm building
already, I just can't seem to get enough of you. My stomach
muscles tighten as I pull my legs upward, putting my knees
way up your sides, allowing you in even further. "Ooh yeah,
that's how I like it baby. Bury that cock all the way in
me. Oh yes, oh God, I'm going to cum already...so
fast....oh...oh..."
I groan loudly, burying my face in your neck as I go over
the edge, calling your name, and grinding against you. I
look into your eyes as I grab your hips, and pull you toward
me, fucking you hard, and wildly from underneath. I hear
you groan, hear your breathing change as you move closer to
your own orgasm. I slow the rhythm, intending to take you
for all you are worth, as your mouth comes crashing down on
mine. We stroke hard, together, two or three more times,
and I feel you grow impossibly hard and tense inside me, as
you too, go over the edge. I feel the quick, hard thrusts
as you begin to come, and your 'Oh God Cindy, Oh, Oh,
Ahhhhhhh.....' drives me over the edge again. We come
together, loudly and passionately, for what seems like
forever. You collapse on top of me, exhausted and
completely spent, and we wait for our heartbeats to return
to normal.
After a few minutes, I reach around and pinch you playfully
on the ass. "OK, this time, I really mean it. I'm
famished. I think we've both worked up an appetite." We
pull ourselves up, clean up a bit, and get dressed again.
Then, we head outside to the truck. When we reach it, I
stop, turn to you, and say "Well, I suppose it's time for
the big question. Shall we put the bike in the back, or
leave it here?"....
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Chapter 4
By Rick
..."What bike?" I whisper as I bring my lips to yours in a
soft kiss.
With a smile, you hand me the keys and say, "You drive.
You've practically worn me out and I don't want to fall
asleep on the road. If it comes to me not being able to give
you directions, your just follow this gravel road until you
come to the Y and take the left fork. Then follow your
nose, or whatever else happens to be pointing forward until
you see the sign that says 'STEAKS' and we're there."
We climb into your pick up and I fire up the engine. You
are seated right next to me, your head on my shoulder. "I
love bench seats," you whisper. "Bucket seats were the
demise of romance."
I put it in gear and slowly take off out of the drive. As
we drive down the gravel road, I reach over to turn on the
radio. A sexy sax is playing a gritty jazz tune. "I like
your choice of stations," I say, but you have indeed dozed.
I glance over at your angelic face, your beautiful hair.
The perfume you are wearing makes my heart race, but I've
discovered that everything about you does that to me.
The driving is slow, but I don't want to wake you so I just
take my time and enjoy being near you. The vents in the
truck are open and the breeze from them is causing your
dress to subtly creep up your legs, exposing more and more
of them as we drive. You have the most beautiful legs I've
ever seen. Firm, but not overly muscular, and God, Cindy,
they feel incredible wrapped around my waist.
My hand drops to your leg as I drive, absently caressing up
and down along your thigh, outside then inside. I'm
listening to the radio when I hear you whisper, "Keep that
up and we may never make it to dinner." I look over at you
and you have awaken, a sweet smile on your face.
"I'm sorry, I just can't seem to keep my hands off you."
"Oh, Rick, don't ever apologize for having your hands on me.
I love the feel of your hands, your lips, your tongue and
your incredible cock on me," you say with a wicked grin.
Your hand is now caressing my thigh as I drive, down to my
knee then back up to my groin. You go up over the top of
the bulge in my jeans and squeeze me gently. "My, my...you
aren't going to make it until after dinner, are you? My
poor baby, let Cindy help you with your problem." With
that, you lower my zipper and gently pull my rock hard cock
from my jeans.
You begin by slowly yet firmly stroking my shaft with your
hand. You run your hand all the way up over the head, then
all the way down to the base, milking me ever so
wonderfully. You then kneel on the seat and run your
incredible tongue around the purple head, gently over the
glans. Your tongue flutters along the underside, from my
balls to the tip and back again.
As you tantalize and torment me, my hand has reached over
your back, pulled your dress up over your hips and I am
squeezing and caressing your ass. With two fingers I am
able to release the snaps from your teddy, exposing you to
my fingers. I run my fingers up and down through the folds
of your pussy, you are so wet my fingers are soaked and I
bring them to my mouth and taste them. I slip them into my
mouth, drinking your juices and soaking them with my saliva.
Your mouth is now over my shaft, sliding up and down the
entire length. I can feel it as the head touches the back
of your throat. I can feel as your throat relaxes and you
take me even further.
My hand returns to your ass. I run my fingers all the way
from asshole to clit and back again. My God, you are SO
WET!!
My cock is soaked from your mouth. I can feel the throbbing
coming from within. Your tongue is all over me, licking,
stroking, flicking and fluttering. The suction from your
mouth is like a vacuum.
I insert three fingers into your wet pussy and they slide in
so easily. In and out I run them. My little finger is
massaging your clit as my other fingers slide in and out of
your love box. My thumb caresses your rosebud, my fingers
slide in and out, my pinkie presses your clit, you moan with
a mouthful of my cock, "Oh, God...". My thumb presses
against your asshole, you moan again, "Oh, sweet Jesus..."
My thumb begins to enter you, VERY slowly, centimeter by
centimeter. "Oh, fuck, is there no end to what you can do
to my body?" you say. You have stopped sucking me to
concentrate on what I am doing to you, although you continue
to stroke me and keep me hard.
My thumb is now all the way inside you, my fingers are in
your pussy, my pinkie is circling your clit and you are
rocking back and forth against my hand sending me deeper
inside you. "Oh God, oh shit, oh Jesus Christ I want you
inside me. Oh, please Rick, God I need you again..." You
pull forward and I remove my hand from you. You climb
between me and the steering wheel, straddling my lap, taking
my cock and guiding me into you. We continue down the bumpy
gravel road, but I've lost all concept of control. My foot
is pressed harder against the accelerator. As we bump along
the road I am naturally thrust all the way inside you.
Deeper and deeper with every rut in the road I am slamming
inside you, my pelvic bone ramming against your clit harder
and faster, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. The
music on the radio is now an utterly intense Buddy Rich drum
solo that makes the cab of the truck pulsate. You rock your
hips and press against me in a way that stimulates your clit
and my cock for our ultimate mutual pleasure.
"Cindy, oh my God Cindy..." I pant.
"Fuck me, Rick, fuck me like you've never fucked anybody in
your life. I want to be the only woman you ever think about
making love with..."
"Oh God, oh CINDY, OH GOD..............!" I scream above the
music as I reach the most intense orgasm I've ever had.
"Yes, Baby, I'm here...Cindy's coming lover...I'm coming
with you Rick...oh, yeah...OH GOD,
YEEEEESSSSSSSSSS............!!" as your climax comes right
on top of mine.
Slowly, I release the accelerator and glance down at the
speedometer:
85...80...70...60...55...40...35.............just then I
glance at the road and the Y is directly ahead of us. I
turn to the left and say, "It's a good thing you gave me
those directions, although I didn't quite expect to need
them for this reason..."
You climb off of me and back onto the seat. You gently
return me to me not so upright position and zip me back up.
You then say, "Oh, to hell with it," and magically remove
your teddy from under your dress. "This thing is obviously
just going to keep getting in the way tonight."
A few more minutes and a few more miles down the road we see
the big "STEAKS" sign. I slow and pull into the driveway.
"I don't know about you, but I'm just going to order the
biggest thing on the menu. I have a feeling I'm going to
need it to keep up my strength tonight," I grin.
With a wicked smile, you say, "I've already had the biggest
thing on the menu tonight, but I'm sure they'll have
something that I'll enjoy."
I'm still blushing as we walk into the restaurant..."You're
cute when you do that," you tease..............
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Chapter 5
By Cindy
We walk into the restaurant. It's a bit crowded, even
though it's late. We make our way up to the hostess. "Oh,
no," I mutter under my breath, "here we go."
"CINDY!!!!!" the hostess screeches when she sees me, 'Girl,
where have you been? We haven't seen you in ages! Oh...",
she giggles as she looks at you, "now I see why you've been
hiding. Who is this handsome devil, and why have you been
keeping him all to yourself?"
"Hi Susie. No, I haven't been hiding myself, just busy.
How's Steven and the kids?" Susie pouts when she realizes
that I'm am selfishly keeping you to myself. She picks up
two menus and flounces off. We look at each other and
smile, then follow her into the dining room. "I suppose
you'll want a booth in the corner," Susie practically
sneers, though with a twinkle in her eye, and a hint of a
grin. "Yes, Susie, thanks....See you later," I reply as she
tosses the menus on the table.
"One of the peculiarities of small town living," I sigh, as
we slide to the back of the booth, "People are so nosy. I
can hear Susie now when she gets home tonight...'Oooh, you
should have seen that young stud Cindy brought into the
restaurant tonight...' By tomorrow, it'll be all over town."
"Maybe we shouldn't have come here," you reply with a wicked
little grin, "if you want to keep me your little secret."
"Are you kidding?" I laugh, "Oh no, call me horrible, but I
just *loved* that green look on her face. Besides," I
continue, snuggling closer, "had we stayed home, we wouldn't
have had that most wonderful ride. I don't think I'll ever
ride down that bumpy road again without a smile on my face."
Aside from a few touches under the table, a few shared
glances, some wonderful conversation, and a delicious meal,
dinner passed uneventfully. You put your arm around me and
I snuggled close as we finished our coffee and waited for
the check. Susie was busy with a customer, and only gave us
a knowing little smile as we left the restaurant.
Back in the parking lot, you pull me into your arms once
again. "I want to hold you like this all night," you
whisper softly against my neck, "And what I'd really love
right now is some slow jazz and you in my arms." "Mmmm," I
reply, "that does sound wonderful, but you forget where we
are. About the only dancing we'll find around here is a
smoke-filled redneck bar, where they check the size of your
belt-buckle before they let you in. But I have a much
better idea. Let's go for a ride."
It's a beautiful, clear, warm night as we drive out of town
and back onto the gravel road. We have the windows down,
and the radio low, so we can hear the crickets and tree
frogs make the night come alive. About two miles from my
house, I tell you to turn right onto an even smaller gravel
road, that leads down into the woods. We pull into a little
clearing and you park the truck. You walk around to my side
as I turn up the radio, smiling as I hear the slow sensuous
music coming from the speakers. You pull me into your arms
and kiss me deeply. The crickets and tree frogs have
quieted momentarily and there is no sound except for the
soft music coming from the truck. We begin to sway together
and I feel a soft caress on the back of my neck, I'm not
sure if it is your fingers or the light breeze, but it feels
wonderful.
The song ends, but still we remain, slowly swaying together,
everything forgotten except the feel of our bodies held
tightly to one another. Eventually, the night creatures
forget about our presence and become noisy once again. I go
back to the truck, and retrieve a blanket from behind the
seat. You help me spread it and it floats gently down on
top of the pine needles. We lie down on our backs, looking
through the tree branches at the clear star-filled sky.
"Rick," I murmur, "I'm very glad you got lost on my road.
It doesn't seem like it was just a few hours ago, does it?"
"No, it doesn't" you answer, "and I'm glad too."
I roll over on my stomach, my chin propped on your chest.
"Do you want to know what I was thinking when I saw you ride
down the road this afternoon?" You nod, caressing my cheek.
"I only saw you once you had passed, so I only got the rear
view, but the first thing that came to mind was the image of
those hips between my legs. And I just wanted you to know,
that the reality is even better than what I imagined. And
if it's ok with you, I'm going to shut up now and seduce
you."
"I can live with that," you smile, lying there with your
eyes closed.
I pull myself up, and straddle your hips, smiling down at
you. Your eyes open to watch me slowly pull my dress off
over my head and slide it over your face before tossing it
to the side. I shiver just a bit in the night air, and run
my hands up and down my sides, my head tilted back, my eyes
closed. I lean over to kiss you, and your arms wrap around
me and hold me tightly. I pull backwards, pulling you with
me, until you're sitting. I pull your shirt up and over
your head, bending down to lick and nibble your nipples,
working my way upwards, over your chest, up your neck, over
your chin, and to your lips. I lick your lower lip with
just the tip of my tongue. You reach your tongue to mine,
and when they meet, I suck it into my mouth, caressing it
with my tongue.
I push you back down, and quickly unbutton and unzip your
jeans, pulling them off and tossing them to the side. I am
astounded as your already hard cock practically jumps into
my hand. "Rick, " I laugh, "I am truly amazed and
impressed. Either I am particularly good, or you are, next
to me of course, one of the horniest people I have ever met.
But, I want you to just lie here for a few minutes and think
pure thoughts. Because what I really want is to put your
soft cock in my mouth and use my talents to make it hard."
"But it's awful hard (no pun intended) to think pure
thoughts with you so close," you protest, "And now, with the
thought of what awaits me, it may be a truly impossible
task."
We lie quietly for a while. Every few minutes, I
surreptitiously take a peek. You're so quiet, I begin to
think you may have fallen asleep. Your breathing is deep
and regular, and I'm very tempted to just cuddle next to you
and sleep myself. But, I just can't resist. I slowly,
quietly sit up, bending to you, and lightly kiss your lower
stomach. I then begin to work my way downward, bestowing
feathery light kisses as I go. You stir, just a bit, but
your breathing doesn't change. I smile and continue on,
more tiny little kisses up the shaft toward the very tip. I
carefully and gently lift you and slowly bring you into my
mouth. You stir a bit more, and I hear a tiny little moan,
but your eyes remain closed and your breathing deep.
Enjoying this thoroughly, I take you all the way in, my
tongue slowly, leisurely, wrapping around your stirring
cock. Still your eyes remain closed, but there is now a
tiny hint of a smile on your lips. I move to position
myself between your legs, lying on my stomach. My light
feathery kisses on your thighs become firmer and wetter as
your sexy scent seems to reach up and grab me. I inhale
deeply and my breath comes back out as a ragged sigh. I
reach my tongue underneath your balls, searching for that
sensitive spot. The moan I am rewarded with this time is a
bit louder, and you sigh 'Oh Cindy, that feels so nice."
My licks, nibbles, and kisses continue upwards over your
balls. By the time I travel all the way to the tip of your
cock, you're fully hard. I pull myself up to my knees and
lower my mouth on you, taking you all the way in to the back
of my throat, then slowly back out again. I continue the
process, increasing my speed, my head bobbing until your
hips begin thrusting in rhythm with me.
"Oh God, Rick, I can't stand it anymore, I want you
thrusting like that inside me." I moan as I climb on top of
you. I slide up against you, stroking my clit with your cock
a few times, before taking you inside me. We both gasp as
you slipped in, that wonderful feeling making us both moan.
Your hands hold my waist as we find the rhythm together,
your hips lifting in time with my movements. The feel of
your coarse pubic hair pressed against my clit is delicious,
and I know that another incredible orgasm won't be far away.
I put my arms above your shoulders and lean down, my breasts
bouncing against your chest as our speed increases. You grab
my ass, crushing me against you as I feel the beginning of
the orgasm. "Oh yes, Rick, oh I'm going to cum!
Ooooohhhh", I shout as the orgasm takes control of my body,
slowing down to feel every sensation. It is incredible, my
elbows buckle and I fall against you as my whole body
quivers. You wrap your arms around me, holding me tightly,
still moving beneath me. You shout "Oh God, Oh Cindy, Oh
Yeah, Oh Baby, Oh Fuck, OHHHH" into the night as your own
orgasm begins. You stroke hard into me 5 or 6 times, crying
out as each stroke delivers another spurt of hot, wet,
sticky, wonderful cum. When you can deliver no more, you
let out a deep purr of contentment. We roll over on the
blanket, lying in each other's arms. I'm speechless, so I
just look at you and smile...
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Chapter 6
By Rick
...In turn, I smile back at you, and we just continue to lay
there, arms wrapped around each other, keeping each other
safe from the rest of the world. We doze, your nose nuzzled
into my neck, the scent of your perfume, your sex and my sex
all mingled into a deliciously erotic experience.
When we awake, the sun is just beginning to come up over the
horizon. The sunrise is beyond description with a mingling
of red, orange and yellow hues. The air is cool but
refreshing against our bodies and there is not a sound. The
night creatures have gone to their own homes and we are
utterly alone together. We make love once again, but this
time it is slow and sweet. The kind of "get your coffee and
relax" morning kind of love that transcends words like
"horny" and "lust" and reaches the pinnacle of emotions like
"love" and the wonderment of just waking next to someone
that you really want to be with.
Afterwards, I pick a daisy from the ground and place it in
your hair, help you up and help you dress. "Cindy, do you
know that it is just as erotic for me to help you put your
close back on as it is to help you take them off? I've never
felt this way about anyone or anything before..." Your
finger on my lips cuts off my statement.
"What we have found is perfect for right now," you say.
"Let's take this one experience at a time and just see where
it all leads. I know there are issues in my life, and I
suspect there are in yours as well, that are effecting us
right now. Rick, I NEED to be with you at this point in my
life, and I think you NEED to be with me as well. Let's not
question the fate that caused you to take a wrong turn down
my road. Let's just enjoy it for now."
"Agreed," I smile, and run my fingertips over your cheek and
down your neck.
We fold up the blanket and return to the truck. Driving
back, you sit close to me, your arm intertwined with mine.
You lean over and whisper in my ear, "Do you have any idea
how much I want you right now?"
"Of course I do, because I want you just as badly...but, my
love, you are just going to have to wait, because I have a
special evening planned if you let me borrow your vehicle
for an hour or so."
Intrigued, you agree. I drop you off at your house and
disappear for about an hour and a half. When I arrive back
to your house, I disappear once again, but this time into
the kitchen with a few bags in my arms. "No peeking!" I
insist, as you begin to follow me into the house. You
remain on the porch and I return about 15 minutes later with
two large glasses of fresh squeezed, sweetened lemonade.
"Since you shared what you felt when you first saw me, I
will do the same. I was nothing but frustrated when I
figured out that I was lost, but when I saw you in those
'ratty cutoffs and t-shirt' as you so eloquently put it, you
looked like a princess to me. I have never seen such a
dynamite pair of legs coming out of ratty cutoffs before,
and I must say, my dear, you have about the sexiest curves I
have ever seen and that t-shirt did nothing but accentuate
that fact. So, for all your hospitality and generosity, I am
going to treat you like that princess all day today. I will
cook a wonderful meal for you, I will draw your bath, I will
wash your body and I am going to make love with you like
you have never experienced. After that, I will be your
majesty's servant, both in the house and in the bedroom and
you can do with me what you will, your highness..."
As you relax on the porch, a cool breeze blowing across from
the west, I am in the kitchen. The aromas and sounds coming
from the open window entice you to take a peak, but a true
princess would never stoop to that, so you humor me in our
little game. When the sun begins to set, coloring the sky
with purple and fuchsia tones, I join you in another glass
of lemonade. The color and wonder are so intense that we
are speechless. Finally I invite you to come in and prepare
yourself for dinner.
I escort you through the room, skirting the kitchen so you
cannot see what awaits you. I lead you upstairs into your
bathroom and as you open the door you gasp. The claw tub is
filled with steaming water, a layer of bubbles dancing on
top of the water. On every shelf there is a candle, the
flames dancing and reflecting off the mirror. The scent of
Opium perfume surrounds us as I begin to unbutton your thin
white cotton blouse. You have discovered one of my secret
passions is to see you in a white blouse, your breasts
dancing underneath as you move, the dark color of your
nipples enticingly visible through the thin material. As
your blouse falls to the floor, my tongue runs from your
neckline, between your breasts and circles your navel.
Unsnapping your tight jeans, I lower them to the floor. One
quick lick across your clit is all I do.
I help you into the tub and you ease into the steaming
water. I take a large sponge and squeeze it over your
shoulders, the water and bubbles cascading down your
breasts, shoulders and back. I gently wash every part of
your body. I never touch you in a sexual way, but the
entire washing is extremely erotic in it's gentleness. You
lay back as I lather your hair, running my fingers firmly
through it as I wash your hair. You sigh as the feel of my
fingertips massaging your scalp relaxes you. My hands
descend slightly and squeeze and massage your shoulders.
Again your response tells me you are enjoying your royal
treatment...
The bath over, I help you out of the tub and proceed to dry
you off, gently blotting the water from your glistening
body. I then apply a moisturizing lotion over every inch of
your bare skin with a firm touch. While this is not
intended as a sensual overture, I can tell that it is
effecting you in that way.
Into the bedroom, on the bed is a royal blue satin robe that
I help you get on. As you reach into the pocket you find a
small box. Opening it, you find two simple diamond
earrings. You begin to protest, but I insist they are just
a trifle, yet a token of my thanks to you. Besides, every
princess should be wearing diamonds when she makes love...
Leading you down the stairs to the kitchen, I stop and turn
to admire you. I gently take your face in my hands and
bring your lips to mine. An almost innocent kiss, yet the
electricity that crosses our bodies is incredible. I catch
my breath and continue down the stairs.
On the table are two glasses of Beringer's White Zinfandel.
I go to the stove and remove the dishes I have been
preparing. Angel Hair pasta, with bay scallops..."A
specialty of the cook," I announce as I bring the steaming
plates to the table. We raise our glasses in a toast to
each other, clink them together, and sip...aaahhhh,
exquisite heaven. We eat our meal and discuss the events of
the last 24 hours and their impact on our lives. Nothing is
really settled, but we are content with this moment the way
it is and are accepting of that. After the meal, I clear
the table, clean the dishes and replace everything where I
found it. "There," I say, "You can't even tell a man has
been in the house."
"On the contrary, my love, this beating in my heart tells me
surely that a man has not only been in this house, but is
here as we speak...it tells me also that if this man doesn't
have desert, then this woman does..."
"Oh, love, I have a most splendid desert in mind..." With
that, I lift you from your chair and set you on the table.
I untie the robe and let it fall to the sides, exposing you
completely to me. I reach behind me and pull out a bowl of
Cool Whip (much better for this type of thing than that
canned stuff) and proceed to place a dollop on each breast,
on your stomach and on your pussy. I begin by swirling my
tongue around and round each nipple, slowly cleaning them of
the whipped cream. Proceeding down to your stomach, my
tongue probes and searches in your navel to clean out every
speck. My journey continues to your marvelous pussy, the
center of my desire, and yours as well. Ever so slowly and
softly my tongue caresses your clit. Your hips come off the
table to greet me, to assist me in bringing you to climax.
I place two fingers inside you as I continue to lick and
caress your clit. With hooked fingers, I find your G-spot
and press against it, finger tips circling and pressing,
stimulating you internally as my mouth and tongue stimulate
you externally. Your hips are going wild now, churning,
pressing, thrusting. "Oh, Rick...Oh, yes, right
there...just like that...oh, baby a little harder now...yah,
just like that...Oh...OH...OH SHIT, YES...OH GOD, OH SWEET
GOD, YES...I'M CUMMING...OH GOD I'M CUMMING...OH RIGHT
NOWWWWW!!!!.......
I climb upon the table with you and straddle your chest. I
apply more whipped cream between your breasts and lay my
engorged cock between them. You press them together as I
fuck your tits, sliding in and out between them, coating my
cock with the sweet cream. "I want to taste you," you say,
opening your mouth and inviting my cream covered cock into
it. You raise your head to take me. I place my cock in
your mouth and continue to thrust my hips back and forth
while your head remains still. It's incredible to watch as
my cock slides in and out of your mouth. As I get closer
and closer, I warn you that I'm about to come. "I want you
to...I want you to come in my mouth so I can swallow all of
your love..." As my contractions begin, "Oh, God,
Cindy...I'm CUMMING!!" you take me deeper into your mouth.
As I begin to pump my load down your throat I can hear you
gulping my cum, taking me inside you and drinking me
down...oh, fuck, there is nothing more incredibly erotic
than a woman that would do that for a man. A woman with no
hang-ups, a woman who loved EVERY aspect of the sexual
experience.
Our hearts return to normal, eventually, and we look around
at the whip creamy mess we have made all over
ourselves...and giggle...
Now, your highness, as promised...what is your
bidding???...............................
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