THE FIRST ENCOUNTER.......................

When he set his hand on my leg, I nearly went through the roof. “Nick…”

“Velvet…” Trailing his fingers up the inside of my thigh, he was slowly, purposefully driving me insane. It’s a good thing I was sitting too because I would’ve fallen down otherwise, all the blood rushing from my head to pool between my legs.

When he got near my crotch, he paused for a moment, possibly to give me one last chance to back out. His eyes the colour of a bright, morning sky, I couldn’t resist. “I want you to touch me,” I whispered. “I’ve wanted you to touch me for so long.”

In response, Mark set his mouth to mine, his intent to possess me urgent, animal. Feeling weak and heavy, I just took it; I let him kiss me hungrily,trying to absorb every ounce of his lust. Stroking my neck and back, and searching inside my coat and under my blouse, his hands were everywhere. The more he explored, the hotter I got, until I couldn’t stand it anymore.

“Hang on…” I sputtered, trying to climb onto his lap. Granted, the move seemed ridiculous given the confines of the space, but I needed to have him between my legs; I needed to have him inside of me. In a straddle position, I was faintly able to detect Mark’s erection beneath his clothing. “You feel so good,” I moaned, rocking my hips back and forth. “And you smell good too.” Between our rising body temperatures and the pungency of Mark’s aftershave, the scent in the air was truly divine. “I need you,” I said,fast approaching my boiling point. Without question, I needed him to make me cum.

“Yeah,” He could barely speak but I could tell that he needed the same thing.

We were both teetering on the brink of insanity, when someone suddenly started the car next to us. “Oh my gosh,” I yelped,literally jumping off of Nick’s lap and accidentally knocking him in the chin with my elbow. “Maybe we should go somewhere else,” I said, self-consciously fixing my clothes and hair,my chest heaving.

“Where?” Nick gasped. He was as flustered as I was, the tent in his pants definitely telling.

“Anywhere. Just not here.”

“Yeah,” he answered, starting the car. Logically, I thought that he’d drive to a hotel somewhere. Instead, he sped over to the edge of the parking lot near some bushes--not more than thirty feet away. “This OK?” he asked. Without waiting for an answer, he threw the car into park and turned back to me.


Seizing my face, he kissed me hard--harder than before--probing his tongue deep into my mouth, like he wanted to penetrate me to my very core. Within a few seconds--regardless of our whereabouts--we were devouring each other again,negotiating our heads, torsos, and limbs this way and that, sucking and licking and caressing, trying to consume what we could of each other, trying to fit a few years’ worth of longing for intimacy into ten minutes.

Forcing his way inside my bra, Nick growled,“Let me feel your breasts.” Grabbing both mounds, he squeezed them over and over--working away, massaging--as if he were bent on milking me dry.

“Jesus, Nick…” I cried when he pinched my nipples.

“I’m sorry. Is this better?” Leaning down, he then took each teat gingerly into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the rising edges, sucking and nibbling.

“Mmm…hmmm...” I sighed. “I want more.”

“Do you?” he grinned. With my help, Nick took off my pants, unzipping the fly and yanking them down so that they bunched up around my knees. Parting my legs as best I could, I invited him to play, my pussy aching and swollen. Moving my underwear over to one side, he stared.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. Did my vagina look funny?

“You are so wet,” he murmured, contemplatively swirling his fingertips over my glossy, slick mound. It felt like heaven as he stroked and prodded, alternately touching me and licking my juices off his hand. When I started to shake--about ready to shatter—he adamantly shoved three fingers to the very depths of my channel, penetrating me so easily that it was almost embarrassing. It was like my pussy was drooling. In and out, in and out, he thrust into my cleft, pausing every few seconds to rub at my clitoris. “Since that day we first chatted, I’ve dreamt about doing this…licking your pussy…and fucking you so hard.” Twisting and turning his fingers, he maligned the inside of my walls, shoving in his digits right up to the knuckles.

“Nick, stop…” I begged, the physicality of it all too much to bear. Hearing him confess his desire for me was easily enough to send me over the edge. “I’m gonna cum…”

“Do it. Show me how much you like it when I touch you.” And show him I did. As he invaded my body, I bore down on his hand, bucking and writhing to take everything he gave--tightening around his boldness, exhilarated by his adulation. When at last, the contractions had subsided, I just sat there, sated and happy. “I loved watching you do that,” he said, his hand resting comfortably between my legs.

“Now it’s your turn.” I reached over and unbuttoned his jeans, fiddling with his boxers to release his penis. “Ohhhh…” I purred when I saw it--a long and very hard appendage that rose up from a well tended and trimmed garden. Grabbing him firmly at the base, I tentatively kissed the tip.

“Suck it,” he commanded, lifting his hips to get more into my mouth.

“You mean like this?” I asked, thereafter swallowing his rod fully, laving up and down, licking, kissing, and venturing all around. When I clutched his balls tightly, he made a sobbing noise and began thrusting at my face even more, holding the back of my head with both hands--forcing me grievously onto his spear.

I knew he was about to climax when he began to vibrate in his seat, and I increased the vehemence of my execution, sucking and stroking, sucking and stroking--faster and faster, harder and harder--until he blew, his cream spurting to the back of my throat, all warm and salty.

With the evening advancing, we both just rested,content to be together for the brief time that we had. When a police car zoomed down the street however--its sirens blaring--reality came rushing back.

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