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On the road again...
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On the road again... We’re taking a long trip, by car, somewhere remote and romantic to camp out under the stars for a weekend… by a stream, lake or waterfall, surrounded by trees and pasture. As the drive winds on my partner begins to tease me. She's traveling in a light summer dress and nothing else. She's planned this before we left and there's a twinkle in her eye... She knows what's going to come of her plan. As she shifts in the passenger seat, the straps of her dress fall over her shoulder from time-to-time revealing the soft, smooth flesh of her breasts just barely hidden behind the fabric. The hem of the dress rises just a little bit more each time she moves, revealing more and more of her tender thighs, ever nearer the Promised Land. After some time she begins to tease me with talk of things we might do, perhaps when we get there, maybe before. Not crude sex talk, just teasing bits of innuendo alluding to the pleasures we will share. Occasionally she'll touch me playfully: little kisses on the neck, tickling my nipples, light fingers across the certain bulge behind my zipper. She'll lead me on further by unzipping the back of her dress so that it is suspended from the waist up only by the thin, frail spaghetti straps. She gently caresses her breasts beneath the fabric, the faint dark circles of her nipples growing smaller and more pronounced beneath the barely opaque fabric of the dress: the shape of her breasts, the erect nipples and the movement of her hands highlighted by the light that comes through the window to her side. It is all I can do to keep my eyes on the road and concentrate on keeping the car between the ditches. Soon she begins to respond to her own touch and the things she knows she is doing, and will do, to me. She feels pleasure and power in her sexuality and is not afraid or ashamed of it. She knows she possesses me absolutely with her femininity and sensuality. She smiles knowingly enjoying the rush of the power she exudes over me along with the rising desire she is creating in us both. As the miles pass and our desires continue to rise she begins to take her pleasure more seriously. We are both near mad from the many miles of sexual tension left on the highway behind us. We have passed countless others along the way, going about their mundane business unaware of the intensity of the atmosphere in the vehicle that's just gone by. She begins to masturbate more directly, without shame or hiding her pleasure. She is discrete but entirely<b> uninhibited </font></b>in the moment. As her own pleasure rises, she touches and teases me more. Never allowing me to near climax nor allowing me to retreat from the moment. As we near our destination she climaxes in deep shuddering throws of the tremendous sexual tension and in the knowing that so many were so close and knew so little. Finally we arrive. My desire is burning brightly within me. We park by the water in the middle of nowhere, just the sky, the air, the fields and forests and the sound of moving water and nature around us. We strip what remains of our clothes and enter the water together. It's cool and embracing. Free of our clothes, we feel it everywhere, in every nook and cranny, and it makes us feel alive. Our skin is tight, tingling and sensitive to every exploration. There, before God and nature we embrace at long last. We touch and caress, tease and please. We are entwined in the throws of the passionate desire so carefully constructed by her over the course of the day. We lose ourselves in the sensation until we can help ourselves no more. We climb from the water, lay at its edge and there among the soft grasses we make love in the warmth of the sun… at first with fevered purpose, then slowly, gently, passionately until we are spent. Laying in each others arms, we touch, caress, kiss and hold each other close as the sweat of our efforts evaporates in the gentle summer breeze until, finally, the miles and the mood bring us peacefully to sleep in our mutual embrace. Together we rest in the safety and comfort of each other's presence. As evening approaches, we rise and return to the water. We wash away, each from the other, the highway miles, the sweat of our lovemaking and whatever few stresses may still remain. |
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