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Ruthann's High School - 8
by Strength+Wisdom (silvermanez@hotmail.com)
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PART 8
The next few days passed by as a blur for Ruth-Ann. She
had called Jennifer on her way home from Scott's place,
making sure that she was up on the story and would be
able to cover for her if Ruth-Ann's parents decided to
do some double checking. Her parents were usually good
about trusting their daughter, but sometimes they got a
wild hair up their ass about things. Now would NOT be a
good time to encourage that type of exploration.
The sailing trip was uneventful. There was another
couple, the Franklins, who came along for the day. They
were alright company, but were mainly for her parent's
conversational benefit, which was fine. It gave Ruth-
Ann time to put on her tanning suit and head all the
way to the bow of the boat where she could get some
sun.
Luckily her brother was competing in a video game
tournament of all things today, so he was at that with
a couple of his friends, which meant he was not on the
boat to harass her when he got bored. That fact
promised a day with lots of sun, music on the IPod, and
plenty of time to think. Ruth-Ann needed the time to
start working through everything that had happened this
past week. She not only had one, but two new lovers,
and that made for a lot of confusion.
Monday finally came, which was both a blessing and a
curse. School gave Ruth-Ann something else to think
about, but both of her new partners would be there, and
she would have to see them. She really DID want to see
them, but at the same time it was easier to deal with
things when the situation was not staring you in the
face all the time.
'Be careful what you wish for, because you may just get
it.' No shit! Jennifer was upset because Ruth-Ann had
not wanted to come over on Sunday and give her all of
the juicy details. She imagined Jenn lying on her bed
touching herself trying to fill in the many holes in
the story so far, which was a nice visual, but still
overwhelming to seriously think about.
So now Monday was staring her in the face, and like it
or not, she had to get to school. She couldn't fake
being sick to avoid everyone, and she really wanted to
go to soccer practice today, so up and out of bed it
was. There would not be anything wild in the underwear
department today, because she was not even sure that
she would be able to see Scott alone, and Jennifer had
not indicated any preference for a particular type of
skivvies.
Standing in front of her dressers, Ruth-Ann had to stop
for a second and smile. She wondered what type of deep
meaning there was in the fact that she was picking out
her underwear based on what her lovers would like to
see her in. That was insanity, fetish, or devotion.
Sorry, no time to figure that one out now.
She actually made it to school early for a change. Of
course, Jennifer was waiting for her in the parking
lot, and was over to her Explorer even before she had
been able to climb out.
"All right, spill it. Who is it, and what the hell is
going on!?"
"Hold on a sec, would you at least let me get out of
the truck?"
"Wrong answer chic. Who is it?"
"Damn! What the hell is up with you?"
Instead of answering, Jennifer did a quick look around
the mostly empty parking lot, and then leaned in,
grabbed Ruth-Ann by the back of the hair, and proceeded
to place one of the more intense kisses on her lips
that either girl had experienced up to that point.
Ruth-Ann initially tried to pull away in surprise, but
Jennifer had a good hold on her hair, and she
surrendered to the feeling after a couple of seconds.
After what felt like forever, but in reality was
probably only a few seconds, Jennifer released her hold
and backed away a step. Ruth-Ann just looked at her
dumb struck.
"I had to do it. After that phone call, and then not
giving me any more details for the entire weekend, I
was a horny wreck. I must have masturbated at least
half a dozen times the rest of the weekend and this
morning. Even if you did not mean to, you are a teasing
bitch. I came so much thinking about you and your
mystery stud that I may not need to rub myself off
before the game tomorrow."
"Wow. Well, if I could tell you all of the juicy
details, I would. But for now, I can't. I don't want to
make any trouble for him."
"Make trouble for him?" Jennifer had to think about
that one for a second, then apparently decided that it
was not important enough to push at that point. "Fine.
I hope that doesn't mean that you and I are ….."
Ruth-Ann giggled under her breath. Almost in a whisper,
she responded, "I hope not. I would like to have you
spend the night soon, and maybe take advantage of my
shower again if you are interested?"
A smile broke across Jenn's face. "Of course I am
interested. Let's find a time soon. But for now, off to
class. The bell is about to ring."
"Yea, I would hate to be late for the first bell. I
wonder if we are late enough if we would have to get
swats. Do they still do that here?"
Jennifer's face scrunched up in a frown. "I don't know.
I have not heard of it happening, but that does not
mean that it doesn't. I don't think I would want. Mrs.
Franklin, the etiquette counselor is a mean bitch, and
Principal Hansen looks like he could hurt you."
'You have no idea.' Ruth-Ann thought to herself as she
finally extracted herself from the Ford and grabbed her
backpack. The girls heard the first bell ring, so they
both ran into the building, exchanging a quick hello
with Principal Hansen who was holding the door open for
them.
"Hurry girls, your time is short. I would hate to have
to see you about being tardy."
"Yes Sir." The girls answered in unison. As they got
into the building and began to round the first corner
of the hall, Ruth-Ann intentionally dropped her
backpack. She stopped, turned around to pick it up, and
glanced back at Scott. As she hoped, he was staring
straight at her. She chanced a quick smile his
direction, and then grabbed her bag and headed on down
the corridor. 'At least he was looking.' she thought,
'At least he was looking.'
The rest of the morning passed without incident, or
excitement. Math, U.S. history and Biology made for an
intensely boring morning, so lunch came as a blessing.
During lunch, Ruth-Ann was able to sit at a table where
she could see Scott at the front table. Just watching
the movements of him eating the lunch that he always
brought with him made her brain go back to the weekend,
and all of the excitement that they had created.
So she ate, because she knew that there needed to be
something in her stomach before practice, but lord only
knows what it was she ingested. Jennifer was trying to
carry a conversation on with her, but again Ruth-Ann's
brain was elsewhere, so that was pointless as well. So
Jennifer contented herself with playing footsy with her
new lover. Luckily, since it was such a small and
exclusive school, all of the tables had floor length
table clothes on them, which kept the foot shenanigans
out of the range of prying eyes.
Practice could not have come quick enough at the end of
the day. It gave Ruth-Ann time to do something besides
think, especially with coach yelling at them because
most of the team was slower that dirt that day. So
there were plenty of running drills, and lots of wind
sprints to break the spirit and throw up lunch. And
actually, a couple of girls did throw up before the end
of the session. But once again, the summer program was
paying dividends, with Ruth-Ann and Jennifer handling
all the sprints with ease, finishing first every time.
Finally coach told the two girls to head to the locker
room, and for the rest of the team to do another 10
laps around the field for being so far out of shape,
and obviously partying too much over the weekend. "You
need to sweat a little more of that illicit alcohol out
of your system. We will have no chance this year if
almost everyone is dragging ass this hard every Monday
afternoon." According to coach, alcohol was "Illicit"
for teenagers, even though most of the time it was the
parents buying the alcohol and supervising the parties.
Not wanting to take any more for the good of the team,
Ruth-Ann and Jenn headed for the locker room. Once
inside, Jennifer headed straight for the shower, almost
dragging Ruth-Ann behind her.
"If they are all running 10 laps, then we have at least
10 minutes to ourselves before they start getting in
here. Come on, shower time."
"Jenn, are you nuts? What if coach comes back inside
early? If we get caught, it could be bad."
"You know she is not coming back in early. Besides, I
like being in the shower with you. Now come on, let me
help you out." Standing in front of their two lockers,
Jennifer grabbed the bottom of Ruth-Ann's uniform
jersey and pulled it over her head. Resigned and
excited at the same time, Ruth-Ann began to help out,
and pretty soon both girls were naked and rounding the
corner to the shower room.
They left their towels hanging in the lockers, because
no one cared if you came out of the room dripping and
dried off sitting on the bench. The girls turned every
shower on in the room, which made the level of steam
immediately threaten to engulf them. It also cut down
on visibility, which might come in handy should anyone
come back earlier than expected.
Jennifer was standing under a couple of streams of
water, her hair already plastered to her head. Ruth-Ann
approached slowly, enjoying the steam billowing around
her like pillows that she could hold onto and snuggle
up with. Two more slow steps, and she was on top of
Jenn, stalking her, almost like a snake looking for an
opening to strike. If Jennifer was going to present
this opportunity for play, with the danger element
thrown it, then she was going to try and make the most
of it.
So far all of their encounters had been quick and
dangerous. Ruth-Ann briefly wondered what it would be
like to have Jennifer for an entire night, to be able
to take things slow and enjoy the exploration of each
other. Just as quickly, the thought was pushed out. The
reality of the here and now was that Jennifer was all
wet standing in front of her, and just waiting for
Ruth-Ann's lips to cover that last six inches and make
contact with skin of some sort.
Instead of planting a kiss on her lips, Ruth-Ann
decided to be the aggressor, and headed straight for
the juncture of Jennifer's neck and jaw. She was keyed
up, and needed some relief for all the hormones raging
through her body. As she hoped, when she attached
herself to Jenn's neck and began to nibble there, Jenn
took a sharp intake of air, like she had to brace
herself for what was coming next. Ruth-Ann grabbed both
of her lovers' hands, pinning then against the wall.
She kept up the contact of her mouth on the skin being
presented to her, trailing little bites from Jenn's
neck down to her clavicle that poked out slightly and
further down till a very turgid nipple placed itself in
her path. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity, Ruth-
Ann clamped her lips around that gorgeous cherry and
sucked, HARD. As she had hoped, her lover tensed up
again and seemed to melt even further into Ruth-Ann's
hands holding her up.
Jennifer didn't know what to do at that point. She
wanted to be able to touch her new friend, and make her
feel these little explosions as well, but Ruth-Ann was
stronger that her, and even if she wanted to, she would
not have been able to free her hands from the grip. So
she just turned her brain off and allowed herself to
enjoy being dominated. It was a rather new sensation
for her, and the newness of the act added to her
excitement. She was having a hard time believing that
her friend who she had intentionally seduced only a few
days ago was now so willing to be the aggressor, to
take the lead and give pleasure just as quickly as she
was willing to take it.
Jennifer felt Ruth-Ann's lips leave her nipple and
continue to trail down the side of her stomach. Because
of all the running over the summer, Jenn had a faint
six pack where her pudgy stomach used to be. Ruth-Ann
used her tongue to trace all of the spaces in between
the abdominal muscles, almost like she was digging in
the grooves, trying to make them even deeper. She liked
the fact that her new lover was so lean. It made it
more interesting to look at the muscles moving under
the skin. Or like now, more interesting to explore them
with her tongue and hands.
Even with the showers going full blast, and the steam
threatening to swallow them like some stupid monster
from her brother's computer games, Ruth-Ann could smell
the excitement pouring out of her captive lover. She
wanted to prolong this, to make the tension and release
that much more explosive, but the back of her brain
also remembered that time was of the essence right now.
It would not do to have one of the first year members
of the team stumble on the two of them getting all
sweaty together again. So Ruth-Ann gave in to the
signals in front of her, leaning down a little more and
burying her face in Jennifer's sparse pubic hair,
finding her clit and sucking it between her lips like
the end of a cherry stem.
Jenn had been floating on a cloud for a while now,
letting her brain disconnect just enough to enjoy the
feeling of Ruth-Ann's tongue tracing the musculature on
her stomach. Suddenly the 4th of July went off in her
pussy, and every muscle went from being relaxed to
squeezing the life out of her. Once the initial hit
wore off, she looked down to see her lover's head
buried in between her thighs, moving back and forth
like a woman possessed.
'Jesus' she thought, 'this girl may be new at all this,
but she sure is enthusiastic about it.' Jenn's wrists
were released, and felt Ruth-Ann's hands move around to
the back and cup her ass, squeezing the tight flesh as
she buried her tongue even further up her pussy, if
that was at all possible. Needing something to hold on
to, Jenn took Ruth-Ann's head in her hands, not to
control the action, but just to tangle her fingers in
the wet hair and be able to communicate in some way
without speaking.
Ruth-Ann felt the fingers in her hair, and it was
somewhat of a reassurance. For all of the intense
excitement that was coursing through her at the moment,
there was still a part of her that wanted to make sure
she was making Jenn feel good, and not just wasting her
time. When she felt the fingers in her hair begin to
tense up, and pull on her just a little, she redoubled
her efforts.
Jennifer tasted so wonderful, like a warm summer rain
if you could cook it into a recipe. Ruth-Ann buried her
tongue even further into the fragrant pussy in front of
her, using the bridge of her nose to rub up against her
clit.
Apparently it worked, for after another few seconds,
every muscle in Jenn's body seized up, held for three
seconds, then everything fell apart. Ruth-Ann kept her
mouth buried in the sex in front of her, and was
rewarded with a cascade of juice all over her mouth and
face. From her own explorations of her body, she knew
to keep going until the orgasm wore itself out. So she
continued to ream out that glorious cunt, working her
tongue around like a spoon trying to get the last
little bit of peanut butter out of the jar.
Finally Jennifer pulled her head away from her pussy
and almost dragged her to her feet. Looking into her
eyes with a half dazed expression, Jennifer planted a
very emotionally worn out kiss on Ruth's lips, and then
held her face in place while she proceeded to lick her
clean, making sure to get all of her own secretions
off.
She had tasted herself before, and liked it, but it was
ten times better licking it off of someone else. Like
the time she had licked clean that stranger at Naploi's
pizza joint. She had been wearing a skirt, and kept
flashing this older guy her panties until he went
crazy. She had gone to the bathroom, and he had
followed her in, locking the door behind him. Not
wasting any time, he just pulled her skirt up, propped
her on the side of the counter and then unzipped
himself.
His cock was cute but not that large, which Jenn was
thankful for at that moment, because he just pulled her
panties to the side and slid right in. After about 30
seconds of serious fucking, he pulled out like he was
going to come. Jennifer dropped to her knees and let
the guy shoot his meager load into her mouth, and then
she sucked his dick all the way into her mouth and
cleaned him off. Not because she wanted to make it more
exciting for him, but because she wanted to see what
she tasted like on something besides her own fingers.
The guy hurried up and left, so Jenn stayed kneeling on
the floor, fingering herself to a delicious little
orgasm while the taste of his come and her juices were
still in her mouth.
After the two seconds it took for her brain to replay
that particular episode, Jenn was more that ready to
return the favor. However, just as her mouth locked on
to one of Ruth-Ann's large breasts, she heard the door
to the locker room slam open and the voices of her team
mates start chattering in. DAMN! Had it been that long
already? She looked up at Ruth-Ann, and could see the
mixture of frustration and disappointment on her face.
Standing upright, she put her head right next to her
friends.
"Bad timing. I owe you one."
"No shit. Can't we continue this somewhere else?"
"Sorry, I can't. I have to go with the family to dinner
tonight. We are celebrating something, but I can't
remember what right now."
"Uugghh." Ruth-Ann sounded like she was going to cry.
"Fine. Then you definitely owe me more than one for
leaving me this horny. My fingers are going to be a
poor substitute tonight."
"Deal." Jennifer stepped, back and turned to the next
shower head. She thought she saw movement in the corner
of the steam filled room, but quickly dismissed it. She
heard the voices in the main room, and that was close
enough. With her back to the doorway of the room,
looking at Ruth-Ann, she did not see Samantha Runyon
quickly move out of the corner of the room and head
around the corner.
Ten minutes later, Ruth-Ann was somewhat dressed, and
on the way home. She had hurried up in the shower,
especially after the rest of the team began to file
into the steam room. Not bothering to dry her hair, she
had just put her bra and uniform back on. Normally she
brought an extra pair of panties to wear home after
practice, but had forgotten today.
So the cool evening air was wafting up her school
skirt, making her overheated pussy throb that much
more. She was driving with one hand and slowly stroking
herself with the other. It was a little dangerous for
her to try and come while she was driving, but she was
keeping herself heated up so that she would be ready to
go as soon as she could lock herself in her room.
Driving past the new strip center where they had just
opened a Starbucks and some other businesses, Ruth-Ann
noticed what she thought was a familiar truck in the
parking lot. She slowed down and took the next entrance
into the strip, then back tracked. Sure enough, she
slowed down to take a look, and it was Scott's truck
parked there.
After being inside that truck last week, she would
recognize it anywhere. In her super excited condition,
the possibility of having Scott take care of her itch
was more important that the hazard of the two of them
being seen together outside of school. Now, where would
he be? There was a new Vitamin Shoppe at the end of the
center, which made the most sense. Ruth-Ann parked a
couple of spots down the row from Scott's truck, and
headed toward the store. With her hair still damp from
the shower and her pussy bare underneath her skirt, she
was feeling delightfully naughty. There was really no
plan at the moment, just that she was intensely horny,
and Scott was somewhere in that store.
Walking in, the setting could not have been any better.
There was a good deal of square footage in the store,
with lots of aisles to hide in. There only seemed to be
one person working right now, and he was back in the
corner helping a customer. And there was Scott – back
against the far wall looking at a huge selection of
plastic bottles. Should she just go up to him and let
him know she was here? Or should she play coy, and let
him discover her? She decided that being subtle would
be more fun. Even if she was not able to do anything
serious with him now, she would be able to get both of
them sufficiently turned on that hopefully it would
mean great things later.
Luckily, Scott was facing away from Ruth-Ann, so she
was able to circle around to the side of him, and then
get a little ways down the wall from where he was. He
seemed so intent on one of the bottles that he still
had not seen her. Perfect. She bent over, facing her
ass toward Scott, and then reached for one of the
bottles on the bottom shelf, picked it up, and
proceeded to drop it on the floor.
Being plastic, it had the desired result – lots of
noise, but nothing broke. She was hoping that Scott
would turn to look at the source of the noise, and
would see her bent over, skirt climbing up the back of
her thighs until her ass was almost hanging out the
bottom. She stayed that way for a few seconds, hoping
that her lover was looking, even if he did not know
that it was her. The salesperson working at the time
came around the corner, so she quickly stood up.
"Is ever thing alright?"
"Oh yea, I just did not realize how heavy the bottle
was. It just bounced, nothing broke."
"OK. Well, I am helping that other customer right now,
but will be happy to answer any questions you have when
I get done with them."
"Thanks." Ruth-Ann waited for the worker to walk away,
and then turned to look over her shoulder. As she had
hoped, Scott was looking at her with a mix of amusement
and excitement. Good enough for now. Maybe she could
ratchet up the excitement factor a few notches. She
turned completely around so she was facing Scott, and
then instead of bending at the waist to retrieve the
bottle on the floor, she squatted down, spreading her
legs wide in the process. As she had hoped, her skirt
spread open and slid up her thighs, exposing her entire
pussy to Scott's eyes.
She had been excited for so long that her juices were
running down the inside of her thighs, which made the
entire area glisten in the store lights. Like a beacon
in the distance, she could see Scott's eyes immediately
drawn to the juncture of her legs. She stayed that way
for a few seconds, and then crooked her finger in a
'come here' gesture. Scott was obviously not paying
attention that far up her body, so she put her finger
right in front of her pussy and did it again. That time
he saw it, and looked up into her eyes. She made the
signal again, and Scott crossed the fifteen feet
between then in about 2 seconds, and then kneeled down
next to her, effectively hiding the both of them from
the rest of the people in the store.
"What the hell are you doing?" The first words out of
Scott's mouth were so predictable it was almost
comical.
"What does it look like I am doing? I am shopping in
the same store that you are, nothing more. Is there
something wrong with that? If I just happen to not be
thinking and accidentally expose myself, that is no
one's fault but mine, right?"
"You have lost your mind." Scott may have said that
with a serious tone in his voice, but the smile that
was beginning to creep across his face was giving away
his enjoyment of the situation.
"Do you think you could answer a couple of questions
about the product that I have here?" Ruth-Ann was
trying to play the game somewhat cool, so as she was
asking the question that would be appropriate for that
store, she grabbed Scott's hand and jammed it between
her legs, then held it there. Scott could not believe
how hot she was.
He felt like his hand was going to get burned off, but
all of the juice that was flowing out of Ruth-Ann's
pussy was making the heat bearable. This girl had
obviously been excited before she even walked in the
door. No one got that wet that quick. But he would be a
fool to waste the opportunity. So he curled up the two
middle fingers of the hand that she had trapped, and
slip them inside of her as far as they would go.
Instantly Ruth-Ann felt her orgasm start. She had been
on edge for almost half an hour now, and needed to
come. Feeling Scott's fingers in her pussy sent her
over the edge immediately. It was not an earth
shattering orgasm, but more of a tension breaker that
allowed her body to calm down a little bit, and the
brain to think of something else besides getting off.
To that end, she grabbed a hold of Scott's hand that
was inside of her in order to ensure that it stayed
put. She reached out with her other hand to Scott's
crotch, and was pleased to discover that his cock was
already VERY hard through his dress pants.
"Ah, is that all for me?"
"Well, it is definitely all because of you. I can't
believe that you just did that! You came in the middle
of the store."
"Silently, and with no one watching except for you.
Where is the problem?"
Scott just shook his head. "No problem as long as no
one saw anything."
"You worry too much. But now what are we going to do?
You have a rather hard problem that needs to be
addressed."
"Not here. No way. I can go home and take care of
myself. I hope you don't mind that I will be thinking
about you."
Ruth-Ann thought for a second, and felt the cock in her
hand give a small twitch. "Stand up." She ordered him
in the most demanding voice she could muster. "Stand up
and face the gondola into the store like you are
looking at something on the top shelf."
Scott looked at her for a moment, and then did what she
had requested. It was awful to lose the sensation of
Scott's fingers inside of her, but what she had in mind
would hopefully more than make up for it.
"Now what?" Scott asked. He was looking at a bottle on
the top shelf, and was facing so that he could see the
entire store.
"Now just keep an eye out." Ruth-Ann scooted over until
she was on her knees almost in front of him. Using both
hands, she quickly pulled down the zipper on the
expensive dress slacks, and pulled the minimal
underwear to the side, exposing the piece of meat that
she had been fantasizing about for the last two days.
Not giving her man a chance to protest, she leaned
forward and took about half of that glorious cock
inside her mouth. He was amazingly hard, very hot, and
filled her mouth to perfection. It was almost like he
was meant to be there, to fit inside of her that way.
Scott was torn. He had been thinking of this 18 year
old goddess all weekend, and had gotten hard as soon as
he had seen her that morning. There was a part of his
brain that was so thankful that she was now on her
knees in this very public place, trying to bury his
cock down her throat. It almost made up for all the
tension that he had experienced that last couple of
days. But the rational side of his brain was still
trying to scream out "This is wrong! You will get in so
much trouble if you get caught!" Fortunately, the devil
on his other shoulder was countering with the simple
argument of, "only IF you get caught."
Sometimes human weakness is a good thing. Scott just
decided to let go and enjoy the moment. He pretended to
look at the bottles on the top shelf, and keep an eye
on the other two people in the store. It was hard for
him to relax because his facial expressions would have
let the other people know that something was up. So he
tried to enjoy things as much as possible without
betraying it on his face.
Ruth-Ann wanted him to get off. Badly. She had already
gotten one lover off today, and with her fingers buried
inside of herself working overtime, she was ready to
come again as soon as Scott did. She hoped that he was
sufficiently worked up to get off in her mouth here.
There were no other thoughts in her head besides the
need to taste his come on her tongue. So she continued
to work, running her tongue around the head of his
cock, taking him as deep in her throat as she could,
and running her tongue all over his hairless balls. She
had to make him come, and soon.
Ding Ding Ding. Soon did not come quick enough, as the
chime on the front door went off. She felt Scott pull
out of her mouth, and almost jerk her up to her feet.
Not two seconds later, another customer came around the
corner of the gondolas heading for the back wall. He
did not even look at the two of them, which was a
blessing since Scott was still trying to stuff his hard
cock back inside his slacks. He pulled out his dress
shirt, and was able to cover up the evidence. But now
Ruth-Ann was REALLY hard up.
She wanted to feel Scott come, and wanted to get off
with him. Just because their location had been
compromised was no reason for that not to happen.
Apparently Scott had the same idea, because he leaned
down to her ear and simply said, "Follow me." He turned
and headed toward the front door, and Ruth-Ann had to
hurry up to catch up with him.
When she got outside, she saw Scott heading for his
truck. He got in, started it up, and motioned for her
to do the same. Pulling out of the parking lot, he
turned the corner of the strip center, and headed to
the back. Because it was a new center, the back was
just a collection of loading docks, dumpsters, and
woods. A perfect place to hide for a little while if
you did not want to be found.
Scott stopped his truck in one of the loading bays, and
Ruth-Ann pulled up beside him. She watched as he got
out, came around the side of her Explorer, and opened
the passenger's side door to get it. He barely took the
time to shut the door before he was all over her,
kissing her lips and running his hands up the tops of
her thighs.
"I have to have you. Now! It was so hard to keep a
straight face while you were doing that. I can't
believe how much of a tease and how brazen you are. I
never would have thought it. I need to be inside of you
again, to come inside of you again, to hear you scream
for me again. I have to fuck you. Oh Christ, I have to
fuck you now!"
Ruth-Ann was too far gone to even agree with him. She
just climbed over the seat into the back of the Ford.
Luckily she had hauled some stuff for her mom
yesterday, so the back seat had been laid down. She
just laid on her back, pulled her skirt up and waited
for Scott to come to her.
He did not disappoint. He was over the seat and between
her legs in about three seconds. It took about another
two seconds for his pants and underwear to make it down
around his knees, freeing his still turgid prick. Ruth-
Ann reached out with both hands to draw him inside of
her. They had both had plenty of preliminaries, and
were more than ready for the main event.
Scott felt wetness, and plunged himself inside of the
goddess that was underneath him. Everything else faded
away in that instant. The job, the responsibilities,
the possible fallout, nothing else mattered except the
accepting grunts that were coming out of Ruth-Ann's
sweating body. This was heaven on earth, angel choruses
and all. Nothing and no one would ever be any better
than this. At that moment, Scott knew that he was
hooked, and would go to the ends of the earth for this
woman. Which, if they were ever found out, he just
might have to.
It was inevitable that both of them would get off in a
hurry. Which was good, because who wants to have a 20
minute session in the back parking lot of a Starbucks?
Ruth-Ann felt his cock expand through the haze of her
brain, and knew that Scott was close. Her clit was
telling her it was time to go, and it did not
disappoint. As Scott began to grunt like an overheated
stallion, and the first shot of his wonderful seed
coated the walls of her pussy, Ruth-Ann felt her own
body melt into his.
The sounds that they generated had no intelligence, no
reason, just pure reaction to the glory that was the
joining of their flesh. Nothing in the world could be
better than that moment, and she knew that from here on
out, Ruth-Ann would do everything that she could to get
back to this point as much as possible, the rest of the
world be damned.
Lying in the afterglow, Scott propped himself up on one
elbow, shook his head, and looked like he was trying to
say something. After starting and stopping three times
with some unintelligible grunts, Ruth-Ann put one
finger on his lips and gave him a shush.
"You don't have to say it. I know. I know. This changes
everything. And yes, I love you too."
Scott looked at her for a second with first surprise,
then shock, and finally peace on his face. He leaned
down, buried his face in her neck, and just existed.
THE END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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