Finally, finally! Allan pulled into the clearing atop the hill. There were no other cars there, but he pulled up in a secluded part of the clearing anyway, far enough from the road to give them warning if anyone joined them. Turning off the ignition, he turned to her and moved in to kiss her. She placed a finger on his lips and whispered “back seat.”
He opened the door and moved into the back seat, to see Marie squirming into the back through the gap between the seats. He caught her as she – deliberately? – snagged her foot on the seat belt, and they tumbled together onto the seat. Desperately, his mouth found hers and his tongue gently forced her lips open, tasting her lipstick as she yielded. Her hands were busy now, unbuttoning his shirt, and his hands in turn flew to her blouse to release the fantastic breasts he had been ogling all evening. A moment’s fumbling with the catch on her bra, and then he was kissing his way down her neck towards the swell of her breasts.
Now it was his turn to tease, and his tongue gently traced the curve of her breasts, his nose diving into her cleavage, his breath crinkling the flesh of her areolae, but his tongue never quite touching her nipples. Eventually, she decided enough was enough and gently but firmly guided his mouth to her nipple, where he sucked gently at first, then slightly harder. Encouraged by her moans, his sucking became harder still, then positively rough, rolling her nipples in his mouth, adding just a hint of teeth.
Her fingers found their way to his zipper, and at last his cock was released from his pants, springing out fully hard. Her fingers went straight to work and Allan gasped, the sensations from his stiff prick reminding him of the wine glass earlier. She wiped off a droplet of precum and tasted it, smacking her lips loudly. “Lay back on the seat,” she said. “I have got to taste more of this.”
He hurried to comply, and she crawled between his legs, looking up at him with a wicked grin, before taking the head – just the head – of his cock into her mouth, her tongue playing across the tip, teasing, driving him wild, until suddenly his dick was encased in the warm wetness of her mouth, and she slowly, carefully worked him up and down, getting him close to cumming, then giving him a break, before winding him up again. Finally, when she judged he’d had enough, she renewed her enthusiasm and, moans reaching a crescendo, his hands gripping her hair as though there was danger of her stopping, he came hard, emptying himself into her mouth, feeling the sensation of her mouth and throat as she worked to swallow his seed, before falling back and watching her as she released him from her mouth and licked him clean.
She kept licking, teasing little flicks of her tongue, refusing to let him become soft, until his moans told her he was ready for more. She crawled up his body, perching herself over his stiff prick, and then with a sigh she sank down upon him. Her pussy was tight and wet, gripping him from tip to stem. She pushed back on his shoulders and pressed her breasts to his face, burying him as her hips began to grind firmly, up and down on him. She began rotating her hips slowly, carefully, using his prick to seek out the most pleasurable spots inside her, using him to scratch exactly the itch she wanted scratched. Eventually, her pace increased, her cute little sighs become squeals, then screams, as her rhythm became ragged and then, with a wail, she came, her hips freezing, holding him inside her, her breath suspended until the peak had run its course, when she collapsed against him, allowing him to drive the fuck, to rotate his hips up against her, gripping her nipple with his mouth, forcing her orgasm to continue, until he joined her on the peak, shouting and shuddering, cumming inside her once more, collapsing together.
Stirring, she bit his earlobe gently, and whispered that he had better get her home before curfew.
