Scott and Chrisy
Posted Sat Sep 27, 2008 06:47 PM
The Truck Fuck...part one:
The night was quiet, our room dark. I stared longingly into the deep brown eye’s of my husband. We lay naked facing each other, our legs intertwined. He trailed his fingertips up the long length of my spine, making my toes curl. I cuddled closer, burying my head deeper into the nap of his neck. I loved the tingling sensation his touch evoked in me, it calmed and soothed me like no other. Slowly I felt my whole body relax, shrugging off the tension from the long day.
I didn’t want to fall asleep, but I could feel my eyes growing heavy, and the sound of Scotts breath was becoming shallower by the second. In the morning he’d be leaving, driving once again across the province to God only knows where. I looked up to check the status of his progress in sleep. My movement gentle roused him and he leaned down and brushed a gentle kiss on my forehead.
“I don’t want you to go” I whispered, coming close to tears. “I know” he said gently in response, “I don’t want to go either.” We both knew he had no choice in the matter. Instead of dwelling on the sadness between us, we let the subject drop. Instead we drew each other in closer, squeezing each other long and hard. As if this was our last chance to touch.
“Get behind me” I urged with a sudden rush of excitement. He caught my eye, a strange look of shock on his face. “What did you say?” “Get behind me” I said, this time with a little more force. “I didn’t hear you.” Getting impatient now I breathed “Gah, never mind.” As he moved his body over top of me, turning me over, he laughed “I heard you.” “Then why…” he cut me off mid sentence “because I love hearing you say that.” I laughed with the compliment.
Scott ran his hands down the length of my back, making sure I felt every blissful second of it. The tingles ran down to the tips of my toes and back up my legs, radiating in the soft center, between my legs. I could feel that I was already wet, almost dripping in anticipation, and yet he had barley touched me. Scott ran his index and middle finger up the length of my lips, just to make sure I was ready. He pushed them deep inside in a teasing preparation for what was to come next.
Pushing back hard on his fingers, I felt my pussy respond in enjoyment. It squeezed hard, engulfing the length of his long fingers. I couldn’t wait. I wanted him inside me, feel the hot, throbbing beat of his dick fill me full. No sooner did I wish it, then he was fulfilling it.
Placing both hands on either side of my hips Scott plunged his cock slowly but deeply inside of me. A hot liquid fire spilled out and up the length of my belly. Oh God I thought, this is exactly what I wanted. He thrust slowly at first, making sure the full length of his cock entered me. Pushing hard and deep until his balls touched my outer lips.I gasped in immense pleasure, giving him cue to proceed faster.
Although he didn’t, he kept his pace. Probing slowly, methodically, taking full pleasure in watching me squirm in utter delight. I could feel my body giving way to an orgasm.
When I was just about to hit the peak of my climax Scott picked up speed and slammed my pussy with undeniable force. I screamed, not out of pain but out of pleasure. My orgasm subsided for the moment, changing with the rhythm of his thrust. He spanked my bum lightly but with enough slap to make it sting a little. My pussy clenched again, loving every minute of it.
As Scott fucked me faster and faster, his balls started to swing forward lightly, taping my clit with every down stroke. After only a few seconds of the intense stimulation, my body gave way to a full-on clitoral orgasm. My favorite, by the way. It started first in my clit, a hot fire spilling out and up my belly. Then my spine started to shiver and convulse, moving down the length of my torso and to my ass.
Scott forged on. Quickening his pace he pushed past the sensitivity I felt. Pushing harder and deeper, he found my elusive g-spot. Stroking it fast, the sensations I felt changed quickly and I felt my self climbing that latter of climax again. I grabbed hard onto the edge of the mattress, gripping with such an intensity that the tips of my fingers turned white.
Soon enough, that good old feeling returned inside my bladder. I screamed passed it, once more he stroked the soft flesh of my g-spot. My eyes blinked black, my vision faltering as I came once more. This time my hot juices dripped down to our black sheets. Bodyshaking, Scott slowed his pace, knowing I needed a bit of a break.
I pulled off, pushing him back so he was laying flat on his back. I stood over him, my pussy dripping little white cum droplets on his chest. I let him take in the site of my red engorged lips, before I pressed them down on to his face.
Sitting on his face I made him lap up my cum, his tongue flicking gently over my clit. Every time it grazed the little exposed pearl it made my body jump. A little shot of sensitivity pain climbed up my vagina. It wasn’t in any way a bad pain. I threw my head back in delight. Letting a slow deep moan escape my throat.
I moved my body slowly down the length of his torso. Letting my slit barely bump and trail down his chest. I sat back down on his dick. Wanting to go slow, I pulled my knees close up to his chest, perching on the very top of his dick. The head just resting inside my lips. I bobbed there a few seconds before slowly descending down the length of his shaft. He moaned urging me on. I brought myself back to the tip, bobbed, teasing a little longer, and then pushing deep down on it again, I buried it deep inside me.
I rode him fast and slow for the next 20 minutes. Every time I could feel his body tense and buck with the sensation of a looming orgasm, I’d pull off. Teasing the head of his penis with the slick outside of vag, till I was certain his orgasm had subsided. I wasn’t ready to let him go yet.
Pulling off his dick the last time, I leaned down to lick behind his earlobe. I kissed down the curve of his neck and to his shoulder. I nipped at his collar bone, making him cry out. I love teasing him, making his whole body feel sensations they don’t normally feel.
I traced my tongue down his smooth, almost bare chest. Moving closer I took the tiny bead of his nipple into my mouth, flicking it softly with the tip of my tongue before I sucked long and hard. His response was exactly how I expected it, he arched his back, pushing his chest harder into my face. He was enjoying this just about as much as I was.
My efforts were rewarded when he slid his fingers through my hair, gripping the strands between his fingers. He guided my head up, till my lips found the soft supple flesh of his own. He kissed me passionately, long and hard. Sending sparks fly. If I had been standing it would have been one of those life changing kisses where the girls foot pops up in response.
I raised myself back up onto my knees, positioning myself for entry. I took his hard as steel dick in my hands, stroking it, milking it for pre-cum. When a string of silky, translucent pre-cum formed at the head of his penis, I slowly massaged the end of his dick on the tight pucker of flesh behind my pussy. Scott looked at me quizzically, wondering what I was up to. He kept his mouth shut however, in fear that he’d break the spell.
Anal was some what foreign territory for us. We always prided ourselves on being open minded and therefore we had experiment a bit with it, I didn’t really care for it. So in return we rarely did it. Not once had I been the one to initiate it. Just imagine the surprising pleasure that flashed across his face. It made me want to do it even more.
I wiggled around, slowly down his dick, trying to loosen and relax my ass. It was a tight fit and took some time to adjust. Scott hung his head over the end of the bed, eyes shut tight, savoring the moment. Bringing myself slowly up and down his shaft I finally found the thrill I was looking for.
Scott grabbed hold of my tits that were bouncing gingerly to the motion of our fucking, and massaged them. Tracing his fingers down the stark white skin of my breast he found the pale pink pucker of my nipple. He played with the hard bulb between his finger tips. Then pulling sensually he guided them towards his mouth, where he cupped the right breast in his hands and closed his hot wet lips around my tingling areola. I shivered again, making my ass tense and clamp hard down on his dick in mid stroke.
“MMMM” Scott hummed, tit still in his mouth. The vibrations of his moan penetrated my nipple. He played with the ever stiffening nipple of my left boob in his fingers. The feeling it summoned made me throw my head back in surrender and I bore down faster on his pulsing cock.
Not wanting to cum again, I pulled off slowly. Letting him feel one last blissful stroke of the inside of my ass. He moaned while I rose off him. “Play with yourself” I whispered, “I will be right back.”
I went to the bathroom, grabbing a wash cloth off the shelf, running it under warm water. I looked up admiring myself in the mirror. Feeling every bit as sexy as I looked. My cheeks were flushed pink against the porcelain white of my face. I smiled at the twinkle that was playing in my light green eyes, the twinkle that only appeared on the most specialist of occasions. I quickly decided to pull my long strawberry blonde hair back out of my face, securing it with an elastic in the middle of my head.
I got to the door of our bed room and noticed an eerie light coming from beneath the door. I peaked in the crack of the door, and smiled when my husband was watching some lesbianporn.He sure knew what I liked.
He looked so damn good, half sitting up, spread eagle on the bed jerking his dick. His deep brown hair messed to perfection. I could stand there all day and watch that image. I knew it would be one memory I would store in my memory for a special recollection later on. So as my husband masturbated to the images of lesbians fucking each other with a strap-on, I diddled myself to the sultry image of my husband.
When I couldn’t take it anymore, I pushed passed the door. Scott had a devilish look on his face as if he knew what was up. “What took you so long, I was lonely with out you” he laughed. “Oh never mind that you” I teased in reply. The washcloth had grown cold in my hand and when I wrapped it around his dick he let out a few surprised yelps. I watched his balls pull up, “I guess we have to start over again” I grinned.
I kneeled on the bed in front of him, lowering my hot lips down to the cooling flesh of his cock. I brushed my wet, slightly parted lips up and down his shaft making him fully hard again. He grew rapidly to the soft touch of my lips and the slick wet whirling of my tongue. He moaned as I took the head of his penis into my mouth. I sucked light and gentle just on the tip, teasing his cock with the promise of a blow job.
Scott wrapped his one hand around my pony tail, and placed his other on the back of my head, gently urging me to take his cock deeper into my mouth. I resisted a moment to get one last flick of my tongue around the curve under his foreskin. Scott moaned as I slid my mouth further down his throbbing hard-on. Then suddenly I took him all in my mouth, his dick pushed deep in my throat. I gagged a little on the size, but forged on, lifting my lips up and down the length of his shaft, burying it deep down the back of my throat.
After a few moments I came up for some air, and Scott got off the bed. He turned to face me and smiled. I crawled to the edge of the bed and once again took him deep inside my mouth. He grabbed my hair once again, and picked up the rhythm, thrusting his cock deep into my throat, skull fucking me.
His cock convulsed in my mouth, it grew harder. I could feel his orgasm scream up his dick and finally explode into my mouth, running down the back of my throat. I swallowed hard, taking the hot load with it. Scott pulled his dick from my mouth, releasing my hair he wrapped his hand around his dick and gently jerked out the remaining bit of cum. I licked my lips and then the head of his penis, savoring any remnants of his ejaculate.
Scott got back on the bed and wrapped his strong arms around me, pulling me into a loving embrace. I lifted my face to his and he kissed me, tasting his own cum on my lips.
I nuzzled my head into the soft warm hollow of his neck, as he brushed stray strands of hair from my face. I could feel my body growing cold from the cool draft of our downstairs bedroom, my skin quickly covering in goosebumps.
As if reading my mind, Scott lay me back in the bed, pulling a soft pillow down beneath my head. He curled his long body around me as he drew our warm Egyptian cotton duvet over our naked bodies. I moved closer to him, snuggling close, reveling in the heat of his body against mine.
Scott placed a soft kiss on my forehead, and I looked up into his eyes and smiled before I moved my lips to his ear and whispered, “make love to me.” The same words I used when he took my virginity many years ago.
Silently and immediately Scott moved his body on top of mine. He was already hard, thank god for his youth. He gently parted the lips of my vagina and entered me slow and carefully. Making sure every movement was one of pleasure. He thrust in and out, slowing the rhythm to almost the point of not moving at all.
I could feel every line, every curve, every spot that made his dick unique rub the slick inside of my pussy. I could feel the blood rush through the veins in his long hard shaft, his hot flesh searing a path inside me. I could feel the warmth that I felt down below slowly crawl up the length of my back and belly.
A bit roughly I grabbed Scotts butt and pulled down hard, forcing him deep inside me. Taking my cue, Scott picked up the pace, pounding harder and faster until I was screaming in delight. I liked to make love, but not as much as I liked to fuck. And with that I gave into the thunderous orgasm that was rocking my body.
Scott pulled out in time to see the rush of my juices squirt out of my pussy. Immediately he brought his lips to my clit and started sucking, not letting my orgasm subside. He licked and teased, keeping my climax at its peak. Then slowly he inserted his tongue inside my pussy, pushing it in and out, before finally taking the pearl of my clit back into his mouth. He sucked on it hard once before I came again.
I pushed him back hard, so he was laying with his back on the bed. I got on top of him pushing his dick inside me again. I rode him mercilessly till he threw his hands above his head and gripped on tight to the head board. He shut his eyes tight and I could tell he was trying to suppress a scream, his face contorted in ecstasy. I sat up, so I was sitting tall in full preview for him. He opened his eyes and watched my tits jump up and down on my chest, as I bounced up and down his cock to orgasm.
I fell on top of him as we came together. At the point in which we were connected our juices swelled, a wet puddle between my legs, and over top of his groin. I pulled off and laid beside him. Scott gently trailed the tips of two of his fingers up the lips of my pussy, collecting the wet juices. Then lifted his fingers to my lips, where I licked and sucked on them as if they were his penis, tasting the sweet sticky juices of our cum. He drew closer, kissing my lips, tracing his tongue along the inside of my mouth, tasting it for himself. Leaving me with one final goodnight kiss before we both drift off into slumber
Posted Sun Sep 28, 2008 11:18 PM
I was rousing from a deep sleep when I felt gentle kisses brush over my lips, I was barely awake when I heard inaudible words being whispered into my ear, I stirred enough to crack open my eyes and see my husbands face cuddling close to mine. Still feeling his presence beside me I fell back to sleep.
It felt like only moments later that I roused fully from sleep. I could feel the soft warm rays of sunlight spilling through our bedroom window, falling on my shoulder. I groggily looked around the room, wondering if Scott was in the bathroom. Then it hit me. He was supposed to leave for work. Had he left all ready?
Frightened that I had missed him, I jumped from bed and ran up stairs to check if he was there. I grew cold fast and realized as I rounded the turn at the top of the stairs that I was still naked, and now standing in front of a big patio window that over looked a busy city street. I felt a fleeting pang for privacy but quickly forgot when I didn’t find Scott in the kitchen. I looked at the clock. Scott had left 20 minutes ago.
Warm tears sprang from my eyes, and rolled slowly down my cheeks as I whimpered my way back to the bedroom. I had missed him, slept through his leaving, and now I wouldn’t see him for a good two weeks. My heart felt shattered, I already missed him so much.
I reached the bedroom and pulled a clean crisp pair of blue jeans on, forgetting about a bra I just pulled a silky black tank over the top of my head. I stole a quick look in the wardrobe mirror that sat beside the bed, hoping I looked half decent enough to go get a cup of coffee. Then I saw it. Scott’s phone still sat on the dresser, plugged into the charger.
HE FORGOT HIS PHONE!! Fear ran through me, if he didn’t have his phone and he was going to be in camp, then I wouldn’t even get to talk to him for two weeks. If that was the case it would feel like I would be trapped in a living hell for the next two bloody weeks.
I checked the clock again, 30 minutes since he was supposed to arrive at the shop. He would just be pulling out to leave, after inspecting the trucks.
Without hesitation I ran to the front door, pausing for the briefest moment to throw on a pair of flip flops and to grab my car keys. I made my way out the front door, not even thinking to lock it in my haste. I jumped in the car, revved the engine before throwing the gear shift into reverse and backed out of our drive way and onto the street.
His place of employment was located on the very opposite end of town, and as it was 7:30am everybody and their dog was out, trying obviously to get to work themselves.
I opted for the longer more open route to his work, knowing I could make up the distance with speed.
When I turned onto the long road that wound around the city I stepped hard on the gas pedal, feeling the butterflies as I accelerated hard. The turbo spooled and I sped quickly passed the fellow cars on the road. Weaving in and out of traffic, I quickly made my way to his work. Turning down a more industrial road I reached the gates to the shop, and noticed with a immense sadness that Scotts truck was already gone.
Tears welled up in my eyes as my mind raced. Where would he be now? I jumped into action at the first thought that crossed my mind. He would have to weigh his truck before he headed out. He might still be at the scales!
Again I pushed the car hard to its destination, and was rewarded when the scales came quickly into view. All my prayers were answered when I seen the back end of his trailer pull slowly onto the scale. I let out a long, exhausted breath and thanked my lucky stars.
I pulled around to the truck stop, in front of Scott’s truck so that he would see me.
Indeed he did, he smiled a wide full smile, waved and pulled the horn in happy salutations. When he finished what he was doing he pulled the huge tractor trailer unit up behind our car in the truck stop. He motioned for me to come up and join him in the cab. I was extremely excited over the smallest thing. In the many years that Scott had worked at this job I had never had the opportunity to see Scott drive a huge truck, never mind see inside one.
I climbed the steep steel steps up the passenger side, as Scott appeared behind me. He held my hips and helped me up into the massive truck, once I was safely inside he shut the door and proceeded around to the drivers side again.
“What are you doing here” he asked, “not that I’m complaining.” I held up his phone and watched the answer cross his face. He took the phone looking a little ashamed for forgetting it. I laughed and gave him a quick squeeze, “plus you forgot to say goodbye” I said. “Hey now, he responded, I gave you hugs and kisses you just wouldn’t wake up.” “Well fine, you didn’t give me a proper goodbye then” I retorted playfully.
Scott smiled looking very mischievous, and nodded his head towards behind his seat. I looked back behind me for the first time, and tried to stifle a laugh when I realized there was a small sleeper, with a very small mattress in the back. My excitement grew exponentially as he leaned over in his seat to press an urgent kiss to my lips, and raised himself out of his seat and into the small cavity in the back of cab. I followed him, eyes glued to his tight butt in black jeans.
“Wont you be late” I said responsibly, “oh well, being a little late never killed anyone” he said while slipping his arm around me. “Plus, some things are just a little more important” he continued as he now trailed his hand down the line of my back, sending tingles run the length of my spine.
He lifted my top up over my head, pausing for a moment to guide the tight fabric over the obstacle of my boobs. I ran my cool hands up under his shirt. He jumped with the shock of my cold finger tips pressing against the hot flesh of his chest. Tracing my fingers down the dark trail of hair to his jeans, I found the smooth button of his jeans, and yanked it open. Revealing his bright white boxers, I pushed both to the floor with a little difficulty in such an enclosed space.
Scott unbuttoned my jeans and slid a hand down my back side, taking a handful of my bare cheek in his hand and squeezed. I squealed a little with delight and pushed him gently down onto the mattress, letting my jeans slid the rest of the way to the floor. Scott stared, eyes wide loving every minute of his fantasy come true.
I got onto the bed, the reverse of the way he was facing, and lifted one leg over his body, straddling him. I kissed around his ankles, and trailed my kisses up his inner leg till I got to the flesh of his thigh. I kissed up higher, and I could feel Scott hold his breath as I got closer to his raging hard on. I licked at his balls, taking them into my mouth.
Scott wrapped his arms around my thighs pulling my bottom down closer to his face. He blew a cool breath of air out and it hit my hot wet pussy making me shiver with pleasure. I sucked in a little harder on his balls. Scott moaned and pressed the silky skin of his lips onto my own, varying pressure as he passionately kissed my slit.
Moving on from his balls, I trailed my tongue along his hard shaft, teasing a bit before I took him all into my mouth. Scotts tongue drew slow sloppy circles around my clit and down the insides of my lips. The sensation made me suck hard on his cock, and my tongue traced the same sloppy circles around the head of his penis. A bit of pre cum spilled into my mouth, and I savored the flavor as I continued to lick and suck at his cock.
Scott still working his magic on my pussy with his mouth, he wrapped his arm even further around my leg and pushed two long fingers into my wanting hole. I bucked a little as he pet the slick inside walls of my vag. While he did this he brought his lips back to mine and sucked and licked with an eagerness I had never felt before.
I sat up a little, pushing my pussy down harder onto his face. I looked at the hard rod that stuck up just below my face. I wrapped my hand around the warm soft velvet of his dick and stroked slowly matching the rhythm he used on me. As I jerked him, I put my lips to the tip of his cock and teased the head a little with the tip of my tongue. He hummed against my pussy, involuntarily making my butt wiggle with delight. At that he darted his tongue in and out in a hurried rhythm. I matched his speed with my lips, within moments I could feel myself, as well as him, climb rapidly to orgasm.
I grabbed tight to his dick as his body let go to the waves of pleasure that washed over him, small drops of his cum leaked out of my grip. But for the most part I had saved his load for inside me. When I felt him cum his tongue and mouth became sloppy on pussy, the uncontrolled movements aroused me even more, and as he came I collapsed on top of him in my own world of orgasm.
After a quick moment of pause, we regained our breath and got back to it. I moved into a presenting position on my knees while he positioned his body behind me. His erection still present, he pushed the tip of his dick into my pussy. With the memories of the night before still lingering in his mind, Scott rubbed his lubed up dick up the crack of my ass. Then gently he pushed it into the tight orifice of my ass. I screamed a little in pain. I had forgotten why I didn’t exactly like this, but Scott paused letting the initial soreness pass.
We kept still for a few moments, letting my asshole relax and loosen up. Little by little it loosened, until finally it hungrily gobbled up his cock. Scott didn’t waste any time and got right into the hard fucking motion I loved. He steadily built up speed until he was slamming me hard with ecstasy. We were going at it so hard that we got the cab of the truck slightly rocking against the trailer it was attached to. I took all of that force in my ass.
Scott reached around and rubbed an index finger against the pearl of my clit, the whole sensation I was feeling changed, intensifying by a million times. It felt like I was cumming over and over again, I could barely stand the intense stimulation. When finally the sensitivity gave way into a thunderous pulsing orgasm that screamed through my entire body. Right down to the rim of my ass, which squeezed tight in enjoyment. Pushing Scott once again over the edge, he shot a hot juicy load into the tight cavity of my ass.
Scott pulled out gently and savored the image of pure white cum droplets falling from the rosebud pucker. I just stayed perfectly still, my body still vibrating with my orgasm. Scott grabbed the cell phone I had brought him and snapped a picture. "That, he said, is for later."
We grudgingly got dressed, neither one of us wanting to say goodbye yet again. But we made due. And as he pulled his big truck out of its parked spot, I waved, tears rolling down my face. I watched till his truck disappeared out of sight. I felt a little aroused from watching him maneuver such a huge object and I thought, in two weeks when I see him again, he'll have a fresh full load for me to enjoy at least
Posted Mon Sep 29, 2008 01:47 AM
Posted Tue Sep 30, 2008 11:22 PM
What would you like to read next?
-On stage in the highschool auditorium
-Top of Mt. Martin
-At the space and science center
Posted Sun Oct 05, 2008 06:43 AM
Posted Sun Oct 05, 2008 04:31 PM
YOU and your writing is pretty hot!!!
Posted Sat Oct 25, 2008 03:33 AM
The car pulled to the curb of the pavilion and my stomach turned with butterflies. This was it, the last event of my high school career. I had already endured the mind numbing ceremony of my graduation and was now nervous for my prom. It wasn’t really a bad nervous, just an unsure feeling of how the evening was going to turn out. After all I had dreamed of this day since my childhood and I wanted it to be perfect.
I stepped out of my car, “MY CAR” I thought with excitement, over the gift I had received only a few hours before. Scotts hand met mine as he helped me out of the passenger side door, and I was met with brilliant flashes of light as our families snapped happy pictures of us.
I felt exquisite in my white ball gown, sparkling silver shoes, with my hair done up tight in an amazing curly up-do. Scott pressed his lips to my still out stretched hand, “ready my dear?” he questioned me. I planted a big lipstick kiss on his cheek, barely containing my excitement.
We made our way into the big, dull light room. Candles were sparkling on the tables, and balloons and flowers over flowed everywhere. I seen a group of my friends wave us over to our dinning table and was about to make my way over when Scott gently tugged me in the opposite direction, towards the towering arch of balloons.
“I just wanted to talk to you for a minute before we join the rest” Scott said sheepishly. I gave him a questioning glance as he pulled a black velvet box out of his suit jacket. “ I know we are still really young Chrisy but I just wanted to make sure you knew how I felt about you.” Scott ducked his head in embarrassment. “I love you with all my heart” he continued “I know you know that, but I want you to know that one day when we are ready I would be honored if you would be my wife.”
The sentence scared me. Of course I had thought about this more then once, and I knew I wanted to be with him the rest of my life but I definitely wasn’t sure if I was ready for the proposal now. Scott, seen me struggling with my thoughts and quickly interjected as if reading my mind “This isn’t a proposal, at least not yet.” I felt my stress subside a little.
Scott slowly opened the box to my waiting eyes, a bright trillion diamond winked back up at me. “This is just a promise that one day I will propose, and a reminder of just how much I love you.” I was absolutely speechless as he pulled the diamond free from the box and slid it gently down my finger. Tears glistened in my eyes as I stretched up to wrap my arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately on the lips.
Our display had caught the attention of some of my fellow graduates and they clapped in response. The loud sound pulled me back to reality and I suddenly realized how many eyes were on us. I smiled embarrassed by the audience and quickly escaped to our table, pulling Scott gently behind me.
Once seated I leaned over and whispered an excited “Thank you” into Scotts ear. He glowed ear to ear with a genuine happy smile. My heart leapt out of my chest, grabbing Scotts hand again, pulling him through the crowd.
I was acting on impulse and therefore had no clue where I was headed. The first thing I spotted was the bathrooms. I looked back into Scotts loving brown eyes, and he smiled again knowing my plan.
I entered first to make sure no one else was inside. I stopped a moment to take in the beauty of the bathroom, it was unlike any I had ever seen. In the center of the long light brown marble room, was a stunning, babbling fountain. Perfect I thought, this will hopefully drown out any stray moans that may escape my lips. The beauty of it caught my breath for a moment as Scott approached me from behind.
When he caught up to me, he let his hands trace down my bare arms. Goosebumps rose on my flesh in anticipation and we hurried quickly into the last wide stall on the end of the bathroom.
Scott pushed my body hard against the stall wall as he closed the door and locked it behind him. His lips found mine, with an intense yearning pleasure. He devoured my lips for several blissful moments, leaving me breathless when he pulled away to nip at the hollow at the base of my neck.
“Mmm,” I started to purr. God, not already, I was going to give us away if I wasn’t careful.
Scott let his hands travel the length of my body, down my white chiffon gown, gripping my thigh pulling it up around his own. He caught the bottom of my dress and pushed it up to my waist exposing my stocking clad legs, that clipped to my white lacey corset and thong. He took the sight in for a brief moment before he pushed another wave of hard urgent kisses down onto my lips.
I responded, matching his enthusiasm. He took his hand off my thigh and gripped my hand, intertwining my fingers in his. He pushed slowly upwards on my hand until it was above my head, pinned to the wall. Then unlocking his fingers from mine he let his fingertips trail down the underside of my bare arm. I shuddered in ecstasy at the electric shock that trailed my arm beneath his touch.
I left my arm above my head, while I savored every little point where his body touched me. There didn’t seem to be one spot free of the aching burn that consumed my body with want. Scotts fingertips lightly brushed the outside of my panties, helping to further soak the material with the juices from my desire.
I moaned again against my will, and my body arched towards the touch from him, wanting more. Scott continued to lightly massage the pearl of my clit from the outside of my panties. The rough lace fabric added an extra sensation, a pleasurable form of rug burn.
I let my arm drop to around his neck, tugging lightly at the hair at the nape. My head flew back in enjoyment, hitting it against the wall with a gentle thud. I felt a few curls from my glorious up-do fall free to swing freely by my face.
I tried to focus on my hands as they made their way to Scott’s belt. It took every ounce of my strength to control my body from orgasm, as I worked at the tough task at getting to what I really wanted.
It seemed like I had waited for eternity when Scott’s pants finally fell to the floor, springing free his rock hard salute from the fly of his boxers. Scott wrapped his arms around my thighs, lightly picking me up as if it required no effort at all.
Meanwhile we could hear the drone of the principals words as he made his introductory speech on stage. That’s a good thing I thought, hopefully people would wait till after the speeches to use the bathrooms.
Scott hooked the crotch of my panties around his finger pulling it away from my engorged, hungry lips. In one swift movement, as if practiced many times, he pushed my panties aside and plunged deep into me. Making me growl out in undeniable pleasure.
Scott bounced me up and down his dick, using his arms for leverage. I bounced there, often slamming with a silent thud back against the stall wall. More curls cascaded to my face. The principal babbled on, and I caught a few brief words from his speech. “This is the first day of the rest of your life, welcome to your future.”
How funny I thought, that I was holding my entire future in my arms, as was Scott.
To be continued….