We’ll Leave The Light On For You

We are off to a motel in your car, the night is balmy and the moon is full, so we open the moon roof and cruise slowly toward town. I slide over closer to you and begin to run my hand up and down the inside of your thigh as you drive, gently raking my fingernails up and down between the knee and your cock. I can feel the swell of your passion through the rough material of your jeans. You are getting harder by the second and I enjoy the pleasure of being able to make you respond so quickly. Passing the park at the lake, you suddenly pull into a secluded area and turn off the car. Seems we won't make the motel after all. You leave the radio on and the sound of slow, smoky blues fills the night air. I can hear your breathing, it is a little rough around the edges and I know you are very excited. Your excitement causes me to grow immediately wetter. You reach for me and pulling me closer, slip your hands under my sweater. Sliding them over my soft skin, you come into contact with satin. Silky and smooth, it barely covers the round globes of my breasts. You can feel my nipples grow taut and hard within the confines of the fabric. Moaning, I wriggle closer and press my breast firmly into your questing hand. You slide your hand around my back and with one expert twist, release the catch of my bra.  Pushing it up and away, you free my breasts, then catching each nipple between your fingers, you begin to gently tug and roll them. They grow hard and you know how much I like it because I start to whimper and shudder. Leaning over, you push my sweater up and place your mouth against one breast. I throw my head back and gasp. The damp heat around my nipples sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I can feel the heat all the way to my toes and my cunt throbs insistently, aching for its turn. Whimpering and moaning, I struggle to pull away, but my body craves the feel of your mouth against it. Yet I also want to touch you, to feel you respond to my touch, to bring you the pleasure you give me. I reach for the zipper of your jeans wondering if you are wearing underwear. If you do, tonight you chosen not to have that hindrance and as your zipper slides down, your rock hard member springs free, already glistening with drops of silky man juices. The head throbs and pulses, begging to be touched, caressed, and tasted. Reaching down to the bottom of my sweater, I grasp the hem and in one smooth flowing motion, strip both the sweater and the bra from my body. Now you can see how hard my nipples are, dark exclamation points against the lighter skin around them.

Tugging at your jeans, I strip them from your body, tossing them to the floor board. The soft light of the full moon touches my skin, seeming to make it glow, then glances off the tips of my breasts and plays across your thighs adding deeper shadows to those areas of your body that aren't readily seen. Thank goodness the seats are so roomy in this lovely car because it gives me the room I need to move against you. On my knees now in the seat, I lay my breasts against your thighs and place my mouth against your belly. I taste your skin, with a quick flick of my tongue into your navel, then a few nibbles at the tender skin around your hips. Finally with slow firm licks, I travel lower and lower, until my mouth finds itself at the base of your huge cock. Oh, lovely! It is so long, so hard, and I inhale the musky male smell of your body and moan. Nuzzling my nose into your pubic hair, I begin my journey up the pinnacle of your rod. Lips soft as silk, a light scraping of teeth, and finally the butterfly touch of tongue, here, then there, then here again.....until......ah! culmination! The head, hard, swollen, throbbing and slick, so that my mouth of its own accord seeks satisfaction and in one quick motion engulfs you and takes your cock's full length into my throat. As you stroke deeply, the head of your cock comes to rest against the back of my throat and you feel the pounding of my heart against it. My soft breasts are cushioned against your thighs and balls, and my mouth begins its song of love on your swollen penis. As my mouth begins a rhythmic motion of long deep stroking, I run my nails up under your shirt, seeking, then finding, your nipples. Tender pulls and gentle pinches of your nipples in time with my sucking mouth adds to the ecstasy. Your balls begin to tighten and your load is building and I hear you whisper for me to turn around so you can touch me. Regretfully disengaging for just a short moment from my avid ministrations, I twist my body so it is laying stretched out along yours. My cunt, hot and throbbing, is next to your face and the heat rising from my body only increases the deep sex smell that is beginning to fill the car. You place your mouth against my pubic bone, pressing firmly through the brown hair and then your fingers spread the swollen lips of my vagina to find the little treasure hidden within like a pearl secreted within an oyster. Wet, slick, hard and quivering, my clit fairly cries for attention. With a quick taste first, you find that I am tangy and sweet all at the same time. Then as your lips settle around that pleasure button, I dive down on your cock and with every suck you give my clit, I give equal to your cock. My hips begin to writhe under your touch and my juices are flowing freely. You can taste them and feel the slick heat as it pours from me so slipping two fingers within, you begin to fuck me with your hand. I am so tight and you can feel the walls of my pussy clinching at your fingers, seeking to draw you deeper and harder into me. My mouth on your cock becomes frenzied and you can not only hear my whimpers of pleasure, you feel them being translated from my throat to the head of your cock. I have your balls cupped gently in my hand now, rolling and squeezing them, feeling the tightness and the load in them. I am so close to orgasm and as you realize this your fingers move faster and faster within my cunt and you begin to suck harder on my clit. My gasps of pleasure begin to climb the scale until they reach a high pitched keening and I begin to come. As wave after wave of pleasure rocks my body, I bury my face against your cock and suck it hard and deep. You feel your own climax rocketing through your balls and shooting out in great hot gushes into my mouth. I lap at it greedily, drinking your juices like a woman dying of thirst. The thick salty load splashes against the back of my throat and I swallow again and again. My body is shuddering and the pleasure is too much, so I pull back from your cock and try to disengage your mouth from my cunt. But you won't let go and my gasps of pleasure become screams of ecstasy as I cover your hand in my warm juices. Spreading my legs, you drink of my nectar, dipping your tongue in my cunt to feel the pulses of pleasure within. I give a final shudder and you know it is over. Exhausted, I seek your now spent cock with my mouth and gently lap at the final few drops of cum, then lay my head against your thigh and fall into a light doze. The smell of the leather seats is mixed with the smell of our mingled sex. Your hands are lightly stroking my hips and the music plays on as the moon looks down and smiles at our loving. The motel room awaits us with a nice warm shower and clean crisp sheets. And we will get there. Eventually. To love some more and hold each other close.
 
 

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