Blue Eyed Danger

The sound of the motorcycle rumbled in the distance. This was there special meeting place. He had found a quiet spot by the lake several months ago and knew that when they were there they would not be disturbed.

She was waiting for him. She loved watching him as he rode toward her. Loved the look of his hair in the wind and mostly she loved watching him take off his leather jacket and the moment he turned to walk to her the twinkle in his blue eyes. She knew that for those few hours, he would be hers and only hers.

The faded quilt on the luscious bed of grass was her paradise if only for a short time. She knew the day would come when he would no longer come to her. She had to enjoy what she was given. He handed her a red rose. That had become something from their first conversation that he had not forgotten. He had called her his Red Rose. He had opened her mind to new and different things.

He sat down beside her on the quilt, as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She loved his smile and how she loved the first touch of his lips upon hers. He took his time when he kissed her, allowing her to savor each moment.

As she kissed him back with all the passion that had been put away since their last meeting, she could not wait and did not want him to be patient with her. She wanted him to take more control, to be somewhat rough with her.

He sensed her urgency and need for him. As he laid her back on the quilt, he molded her breasts in his hands. She so wanted to be naked but yet she knew that the time would be gone from them soon. She loved watching him touch her. As he undid the buttons on her red shirt he teased her with soft licks of his tongue. He did like to make her wild with want. He prolonged the contact that she so desired for as long as possible. Her nipples begged to be sucked, puckered and proud waiting for that soft lick to come. He laughed at her only because he knew how much she desired him. She held no secrets from him. He knew her thoughts and how her mind worked.

He slipped his fingers between the lace of her bra and her skin. Her sigh must have echoed off the water. She felt as if the whole world heard it. He skimmed her nipples, which made her squirm. He seemed to be teasing her beyond end today.

She raised her hands to pull his black shirt from his jeans, she had to touch him. She was burning up already and it had just begun. She loved running her nails down his back, the sound of his breath in her ear especially the sound he made as her hands tried to find the snap to his jeans.

As he took her nipple into his mouth, leaving the fabric as a barrier she moaned for him to touch her skin. As he looked into her brown eyes she was lost in the sea of blue. As she framed his face pulling him close she kissed him deeply as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She never wanted to let him go.

As their clothes were lost in record time, the sun shining on their skin the exploration began. Straddling his hips, she leaned down so that he might feast upon her breasts. The first touch of his mouth upon her breasts rendered her breathless, restlessly bucking against him, wanting him inside of her.

Flipping her under him, working his way to her stomach, whisper soft kisses trailing, searching and finally finding her wet and wanting. His tongue licking at her, sucking at her, nipping at her, life could stop at this moment and she would be alright with it. Fingers thrusting into her hard and fast, making her long for that hard sweet cock, beg for it, just for a taste.

Making his way up her body, kissing her lips he knows she loves to taste her passion on his lips. How his kisses make her so very weak, and her desire to lick and suck his hard cock. It was her turn to touch and tease him. Kissing her way down his chest, her hands grasping his hard cock, her tongue teasing his thick head. Tasting him, each movement of her tongue making him thrust against her, wanting to be pulled deep into her mouth.

She loved the feeling of him, his excitement and his passion. Her hand stroking as she continued licking around that glorious cock. As her lips slid over him, taking him where he longed to be, sucking him, and stroking as well the feel of him on her tongue making her pussy wetter by the minute. She flipped and placing her knees on either side of his head, lowered her wet pussy to his lips as she continued to suck his cock. His mouth worked magic on her making her body so ready for him, feeling his cock jerking with each stroke of her tongue, the warmth of her mouth pleasing him.

She being on the verge of cumming once again, removed her wet pussy from his lips, and turning, placed herself over him.

Sinking down slowly on his cock, it was all she could do not cum just feeling him stretching her, stroking her. Her body quivering as each time she lowered herself upon him the pleasure mounting within her.

His eyes, she was so lost in his eyes, his hands upon her breasts, again tweaking and pulling her nipples, making her grind harder against him, wanting him so deep , fucking his cock so good. Reaching the edge of heaven only moments before him, she knows this will be the last time she sees him. She will not be sad she promised herself that much.

As he dressed and turned to her, smiling he made his way to his motorcycle and started the engine. Watching him leave was hard but the journey he had given her would never be forgotten.

Thank you Blue Eyed Danger for all you have given me. You will forever be special.