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Lady in Distress
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Lady in Distress Lady in Distress The windshield wipers were keeping right in time with the song that was playing on the radio. It had been a steamy, humid August day so the rain was welcomed. The rain, even though it felt warm as it fell, helped to break the heat and humidity. Joan Frankenship had been driving the deserted county roads for what seemed like hours. She had a long, stressful day. She swore she wasn’t going to spend another evening sitting in an empty house. Then again she didn’t like the bar scene either. She was a beautiful lady so when she did go to the bar, there was always the endless array of men making passes and using corny little lines to get her attention. She was in no mood for that this evening. So a drive in the country sounded relaxing to her. Joan had gone home long enough to shower and change clothes. She had thrown on a pair of cut-off shorts and a plain white t-shirt. She hadn’t even bothered with a binding bra. She wasn’t going anywhere to impress anyone and the lack of a tight bra might help ease her stress level. After dressing, she threw a sandwich together, grabbed a couple of sodas, and put them in a cooler. Then she was out the door. It wasn’t raining hard so Joan turned off the A/C. She rolled her window down half way. The cool air combined with the light mist floating in from the rain was calming and relaxing. BOOM! The car started to swerve and shake as Joan fought to regain control of her vehicle. She was able to keep the car steady as she pulled over to the shoulder. The car finally came to a halt. She rested her head on the steering wheel as she tried to regain her breathing. Her heart was beating so fast that she thought that her snug fitting t-shirt was going to rip open under the pressure. Once she was able to pry her fingers off of the steering wheel, she sat back in the seat. Her breathing and pulse were slowly returning to normal. She opened her car door and got out. She walked around to the passenger side of the car and she saw that her rear tire was blown to shreds. “Perfect”, she spoke with certain anger in her voice. “This is just perfect. This is just what I needed to top off my day! What else could possibly go wrong?” She went to the trunk. She found her spare tire and jack. When she went to work the jack, it was frozen-up due to all the rust on it. She wasn’t sure if it had ever been used before. “I knew there would have to be more go wrong”, she said in anger with a tinge of a giggle thrown in. She returned to the driver’s seat of the car. The rain was still a little more than a mist but it was still rain on what had to be one of her worst days in her normally pleasant life. She reached for her cell phone to call for someone to come out and help her change her tire. She had her thumb on the ‘send’ button when she stopped. She looked down at her clothes. The cut-off shorts. The snug fitting t-shirt that already had her unprotected nipples showing through from being soaked from the rain. Then she started to imagine what kind of person might come out to help her in her dire need. She had visions of a man of 350 lbs., greasy hair, half of his teeth, beard hanging down to just above his protruding gut. Then she imagined him bending over to the tire. Instantly there would be a second ‘moon’ appear in the country night. Her mind started racing through some of the rude comments and propositions that would come due to her attire. “Hun, would you bend down here for me,” he would say while looking at her chest. “I need the light from your high beams there!” “You got my vote for the wet t-shirt contest, baby” “Listen, we can work out a deal for your tire change” She placed the phone down on the passenger seat. She was not sure if she was ready to deal with that right now. She would try to think of another way of fixing the flat tire first. Opening her cooler, Joan removed a soda and her sandwich. “Can’t think as well on an empty stomach,” she snickered to herself. With that, she turned in the seat so that she was leaning against the door and propped her legs up on the passenger seat. Joan ate her sandwich. Sipping on her soda, she slumped farther down so that her head was resting on the door. She closed her eyes. Her thoughts started to drift to the occurrences of her day. Slowly, her thoughts were changed to the man she came across at the filling station earlier. He was tall, dark, and handsome. She thought that he was in his mid-thirties. He was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and even tighter blue jeans. Joan couldn’t help herself. She stood checking out his entire body while playing it off as if she were looking for snacks. As she had stood there checking him out, her attention was mysteriously diverted to his hands. She is not sure why. Joan normally noticed many other attributes of a man then his hands. For some reason, she thought that his hands were very sexy. Hard but soft. Strong but gentle. As her thoughts of this stranger’s hands ran through her mind, she could just imagine those hands touching her. Caressing her shoulders. Lightly touching her face. His fingers running through her hair. She never got a good look at his face. But her thoughts got racier when she imagined a pair of lips touching hers. Soft, warm kisses. Those hands in her mind were still touching her but they had moved down to her breasts. First, there were just fingertips softly sliding around the outline. Her nipples had started to stiffen as her own hands had moved to her body. Her hands were imitating the hands in her mind. Fingertips lightly touching every part of her breast. Once the fingers moved to her hard nipples, they moved in circles around them. Her eyes opened just enough so that she could see her hands performing her thoughts. The dim light coming from the radio cast sensual shadows across her body. The radio was turned low, but the station was playing a sweet, romantic song that just helped to set the mood for her even more. Her mind shot back to reality. She was still in the crippled car. Her eyes popped open wide as her head spun all around as if someone might be behind her watching her. She had been there for an hour. Not one car had passed by. She was able to settle her heartbeat down. Then she started to giggle at herself. “What are you doing, Joan,” she asked herself. “Sitting here in the middle of nowhere, fantasizing about a man that you don’t even know. Jumping around the seat like a that just got caught ‘making-out’ with a high school sweetheart. You are going insane!” Joan tried to concentrate on the radio to drive her thoughts away from the fantasy that she had started. The more she would try not to think of it, the more her thoughts went right back to it. Finally, she gave in and let her thoughts wander back to her fantasy hunk. As her thoughts wandered, so did her hands. Her hands became his hands once again. She pulled up her t-shirt to reveal her bare breasts. Instantly, her hands began caressing her breasts. Her nipples were hard again instantly. Her hands moved down and unsnapped her shorts. She slid her hand inside. She raised her bikini panties to slide her hand underneath. She immediately went to her clit. Her clit was already getting hard. Her fingertips started playing and teasing her clit. She was rubbing her clit slowly at first. She just imagined it to be her fantasy man’s tongue. She thought of his tongue licking and flicking her clit. She lightly pinched her clit. TAP, TAP, TAP. “Excuse me,” a man whispered. Joan jumped in the seat of her car. She fumbled all around as she tried to bring herself back to reality. She had let her fantasy over take her so much that she had a hard time even remembering where she was. Once she had her bearings back, she looked out the window to see a man staring back at her. She instantly turned beat red. Then she saw a smirk on his face which caused her to turn even brighter red. “Do you need some help, ma’am?” The stranger was still smiling as he stared in at her. “EXCUSE ME?” “I meant with your tire. Do you need help changing it?” “Oh, uh, uh, yes,” she replied while remembering that the flat tire was the reason why she was there in the first place. “Do you have a spare tire?” He had a little giggle in his voice as he asked. He realized that she was so busy that she had forgotten about the flat tire. “Yes. But, I can’t get the jack to work. I think it is too rusted,” she answered to make sure he didn’t think that she didn’t know how to use it. “Well, that is a problem. May I see if I can break it free,” he asked. He still had the smile on his face. He was thinking about how he had found her. How she was taking care of her wonderful body. She tried to put herself back together as best as she could. Grabbing her keys from the ignition, she opened her car door to get out. As she emerged from her car, she looked to see where the stranger’s car was. “I was walking when I came across you here with your flat tire,” the man said, noticing she was looking around for something. “You were walking in the rain?” “Yes. I always go for a walk when I have had a rough day. I don’t care about the rain. It is kind of refreshing and cleansing. Like washing away all your troubles.” “Really? I should try that sometime. That is why I am out here driving. My day wasn’t that great either,” she said about the oddity of their bad days. As he turned to walk around the car, the sight of this man flashed in her mind. This was the man she had seen at the filling station earlier. The same man she had had in her fantasy. Realizing this, she froze in place. Her mind flashed from the gas station to her fantasy and back again. “My name is Pete,” he said unknowingly snapping Joan out of her thoughts. “Uh, um, I am, um, Joan.” “Well, Joan, it is very nice to meet you. I just wish that it would be under better circumstances,” Pete said with a kind smile. He turned to take her hand. “Uh, sa.. same here,” she replied, stammering her words as she saw the same hand that she had in her fantasy reach out towards her. Slowly, with a slight reluctance, she extended her own hand out to his. Their hands touched causing a lightning bolt to shoot through her body. Joan broke out into a cold sweat. He shook her hand with a firm but gentle grip. “Let’s see if I can take care of you here,” Pete said as he found the jack and started to work it free from its frozen state. “Oh, I bet you can,” Joan thought but didn’t dare to say. She stood there studying his body while he got the jack to work. He began working on the tire. The whole time he worked on the tire, her thoughts were flashing different erotic scenes in her mind. Him touching her. Her touching him. Kissing each other all over. “So what do you do, if you don’t mind me asking,” Pete asked. Again snapping her thoughts back to reality. “Purchasing agent for a local supply company,” Joan replied. “Oh really, that sounds like a good job. At least you have an air conditioned office to work in, right?” “Yeah, it isn’t bad. Most of time anyways,” she said with a little giggle. “Married? ?” he asked. “Not married. No boyfriend. And no ,” she replied, volunteering the boyfriend part. She hoped he caught the subtle hint. “Really?” Pete said with a little shock in his voice. “A woman as beautiful as you, alone? I am very sorry to hear that.” Actually, he was far from sorry. He was happy to hear she was single. “So, what about you, Pete?” Joan asked with anticipation. “Well, let’s see. I drive a truck for a living. That’s why I walk to relax. I drive all day, so the walks are better for me. And not married, no girlfriend, and one . He lives with his mother. Junior is four,” Pete was just about finished putting the lugs on the spare. “That’s nice. Do you see your often?” asked Joan. “His mother let’s me see him pretty much whenever I want. She is really good about that. She knows that my job makes it hard sometimes, but she works with me on letting me have time with him.” “That’s great,” Joan replied. “Well, Joan, your all set,” Pete told her as he let the jack down. “Wow that was quick. I never would have been able to get it done that fast. I really appreciate you doing this for me,” she said with a soft smile. “What do I owe you?” “Nothing. It was a pleasure to help out a lady as beautiful as you,” he said with a smile of his own. “Are you sure? That was a lot of work. If it weren’t for you coming along, I would be still sitting inside of the car.” His thoughts instantly ran back to when he first came across her car. How she was laying across the front seat of her car. What she was doing as she laid there. A bit of sinister smile came across his face because of his thoughts. Joan saw his smile and realized that he must be thinking of what she was doing in the car. Her face turned beat red, again. “No, you don’t owe me a thing,” he told her while unable to neither remove the smile from his face nor the thoughts from his mind. “May I ask you something, Pete?” “Sure. You can ask me anything,” Pete replied. “Just how long were you standing there at the car before you tapped on my window?” She was actually afraid of the answer but desperate to know. Her heart was racing in anticipation. Pete’s head dropped down as he spoke. “Honestly, about five minutes, ma’am. I am sorry. I thought about walking on but I couldn’t bring myself to leave you with your car in that shape. But, then again, I didn’t want to interrupt, either. I finally figured I had better knock on your window before I lost control. I am very sorry.” “Oh, please don’t be sorry. I totally understand. I probably would have done the same thing. I do appreciate your honesty about it though. Actually, I have my own confession to make.” Pete’s head rose up so he could look her in the eyes. He said, “Oh, really? What may that be?” “Well,” she began, “this will sound really strange but it was you that I was thinking of while I was in the car.” “ME!?” Pete said with confusion and excitement at the same time. “Yes” she began again. “You see, I was at the gas station earlier when you were. I saw you there. Well, at least the back of you. Then, when I was sitting here in the car, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. So, you see, I am the one that should be apologizing to you. I am very sorry.” “Oh, please. You have nothing to apologize for. Actually, I am flattered. I am very flattered that it was me that somehow had turned on such a beautiful lady.” “Well, you did. Truthfully, you still are,” Joan said as she took a step towards Pete. She had a sultry smile. “Really?” Pete asked, unsure what to say or do. “Yes, really,” she replied while taking another step towards him. Her smile broadened as she spoke. “Are you sure that there isn’t some way that I can repay you for your services?” “Well, I tell you what. You don’t need to repay me but maybe we can see if we can be as good as your thoughts were earlier,” Pete said with a bit of a sinister smile of his own. He moved right up in front of Joan. Pete placed his hands on her hips. He leaned forward while staring straight into her eyes. He moved to less than an inch from her face. They both closed their eyes as their lips began to meet. They kissed for a long while until Joan’s tongue began to part Pete’s lips. Their tongues met and began to intertwine with each other slowly at first. As time went on, their tongues became more and more passionate. Pete’s lips closed breaking off the engagement of their tongues. He moved his lips down a hair. His mouth sucked in Joan’s bottom lip. His light sucking on her bottom lip got her even more excited. His teeth lightly nibbled on her lip. This sent shock waves through her whole body. He finally let go of her lip. He kissed her chin. Her cheek. Her earlobe. He began sucking and nibbling on her ear just as he had done to her lip. Joan thought that she would melt in a puddle as Pete was treating her to the much needed attention. It had been so long since she had been with a man. And, oh, how Pete was treating her. Her hands were running through his short-cropped hair. She tilted her head back as he moved down around her neck. The shock waves that were running through her body were so intense, she felt very weak. At one point, she felt as though she was going to pass out. She placed a hand on the car to steady herself. Pete kissed her neck all around from one side to the other. As he sucked and nibbled on her other ear, his hands moved from her hips to raise her t-shirt. Joan turned as to back up and lean against the trunk lid. Backed against the car, she didn’t need her hand to steady herself anymore. She took her hands to her t-shirt to help Pete raise it. The t-shirt was raised to just below her breast when Pete stopped its movement. He leaned down to her belly button. He kissed her stomach. He ran his tongue all around her belly button with such a light touch. Her imagination took over again. As his tongue entered her belly button, her thoughts ran with the idea of his tongue doing the same between her legs. As his tongue and her thoughts continued, her panties became more and more moist. Pete loosened his grip on her hands to her continue raising her shirt. She resumed raising her shirt. Joan had a little smirk on her face as she caught his eyes becoming fixated on her bare breast. He helped her remove the shirt. She saw his mouth begin to water. Pete placed his hands softly on each breast. He moved closer to kiss her lips as he massaged her breast in his hands. His hands were kneading her breast. He then ran his fingers barely across her skin until he found her nipples. He lightly pinched both of her nipples between his fingertips. She let out a short whimper, but it was muffled by their kiss. Pete began kissing his way down again. He kissed her chin, neck, and on down to her cleavage. Sliding over to one of her breast, he continued to massage the other. Joan tilted her head back as the euphoric waves ran from her head to her toes and back again. Pete kissed his way to her nipple. He licked little circles all around her nipple. Sucking her nipple into his mouth, he nibbled gently on her now fully erect nipple. Her nipples were very hard yet so soft to his tongue. Pete thought about how soft her skin was. Everywhere he had touched or kissed was so soft. And whatever that fragrance she wore was, it was turning him on even more and more. He could feel his erection growing as he catered to her needs. He kissed and sucked on the one breast. He then began kissing his way over to the other breast. He kissed his way to the nipple. Just as before, he licked little circles around the hard nipple. Sucking and nibbling on it. Pete moved back from Joan about a half a step. Then, placing his hands on her hips, he picked her up and placed her on the trunk lid. Pete moved back to her. She opened her legs as he moved forward. Standing between her legs, Pete placed a hand on her cheek. He slid his hand to her hair. His fingers ran through her hair as he kissed her lips again. A few rain drops landed on them as their lips met. Joan felt her body do a little shiver. She was not sure if it was from the rain, Pete’s kiss, or the feel of him being between her thighs. Either way, she did not want it to end. She hadn’t felt this relaxed and uninhibited in a very long time. And never with a complete stranger. Joan tugged at his t-shirt that was tucked into his tight jeans. The t-shirt finally gave way to her and came out of their captivity. She raised his shirt as they kissed. Pete broke off the kiss to assist her in removing his shirt. Her eyes were fixated on his chest with just a little chest hair for her fingers to play with. Once his shirt was off, Pete moved closer to her, farther between her thighs. Now their chests were bare and pressing together. Joan could feel his chest hairs running along her breasts. Pete felt her hard nipples meet his. He began to kiss her neck so that he could press closer to her. Joan was feeling a little light headed from the passion and ever growing body heat that was coming from the two pressing against one another. Pete pressed himself so close to her that she could feel the bulge between his legs, even through both of their jeans. The thought of it got her even more excited. Pete’s hands moved down her sides, lightly caressing her bare skin as they glided down. His hands found her cut-offs. He unsnapped her shorts then unzipped them. Joan leaned back as he slid her shorts off of her hips. Sliding them down her thighs and off of her, Pete just kept staring into her eyes. He slowly ran his hands back up her legs until he found her panties. He gave her another long kiss intertwining his tongue with hers. Pete kissed her chin, neck and collar bone. Working his way down, he kissed down through her cleavage to her stomach. His hands were caressing and massaging her thighs the whole time. Never moving her panties, he kept kissing down and then diverting to her thigh. He kissed and lightly sucked on her silky soft thigh. Once he got to the knee, he dropped down on his own knees. Pete then moved over to the other leg. Kissing and sucking his way back up, he again found her panties. Without moving them a bit, he kissed all over her through her panties. This was making Joan’s heart race out of control. She was getting so excited that she thought that she would orgasm through the cotton. She was already getting so wet that she knew it had to be showing through. His kissing on her clit through her panties pushed her too close to the edge. She reached down and slid her panties to one side revealing her glistening pussy to Pete. He took advantage of the situation. For the first time, he kissed her bare clit. Joan felt shudders run through her body. She knew that no matter hard she would try, that she would not be able to hold back much longer. As Pete’s tongue parted her lips to touch her clit, she let herself go. He flicked his tongue across her clit as the first wave of orgasm rushed through her. She placed her hand on the back of his head as she began to let out a low moan. Her soft moan began to increase more and more. “Oh, God,” she whimpered, “Oh, my God. Please don’t stop!” Pete fulfilled her request by flicking his tongue faster and harder along her clit. Then he ran his tongue in circles around her clit. She pulled him closer to her as he sucked her clit in his mouth. “Oh…Oh…Oh my God!” Joan screamed as she felt wave after wave of orgasm run through her body. As the final waves went through her, she leaned back against the rear window of the car. Pete continued playing with her clit as Joan laid there with an occasional jolt of aftermath that would shake her whole body. Once her body stopped shaking and her breathing returned to normal, he kissed his way back up her stomach, through her cleavage, around her neck, and back to her lips. Joan ran her fingers along his short cropped hair as their lips embraced. Their tongues intertwined again. Pete grabbed her waist and pulled her back up to the sitting position. They continued to kiss as Pete pressed his chest against hers again. As they continued to kiss, Joan ran her fingernails along Pete’s back. Up and down his back, going harder with each trip. Once her hands had come back down, they went to his waist. Joan gave Pete’s hip a slight push just enough to push him back a hair. As Pete moved, her hands came around between the two of them. She found his belt buckle. She fumbled with the buckle for a few seconds until it gave way for her. She pulled the belt until it was completely freed from the buckle. Joan reached to undo the snap on his jeans. Pete sucked in his stomach to help her free the snap. She ran the zipper down. As she did so, her hand rubbed up against his hard shaft. They both broke the kiss for a second as they both let out a gasp at the slight touch of her hand. Their kissing continued as Joan pulled his jeans from his hips. Once she had pushed the jeans to the tops of his thighs, he broke off the kiss again. Pete took a step back to kick off his shoes and push his jeans the rest of the way down. By this time, both were totally unaware to the rain that had continued to fall on them. It was just a light, soothing rain that glistened on each others bodies. The sight intensified their passions. Also, both were so into the throws of passion, they had forgotten about the fact that they were in the country on a public road. Neither had even thought of the fact that a car could pass by at any time. As Pete stood there in front of Joan in just his briefs, she slid off the trunk right into his arms. They embraced and kissed. Their bodies slid against one another from the rain that had covered them. Now it was Joan’s turn. She moved to kiss on his neck. She ran her fingernails along his chest and through his chest hairs. She kissed his pecks and licked his nipples. She began to nibble on his nipples. This also sent waves running through his body. Pete stood there looking down to her as she worked her way along his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair, ever so lightly. He tilted his head to let the rain wash across his face. This felt just like a dream and he surely didn’t want to wake. Joan felt Pete’s stomach jump as she slid her hand down across his hard shaft through his briefs. Joan stopped to look up at Pete. Pete looked down to her to see if something was wrong. Their eyes met. She stared into his eyes and she went down onto one knee at first and then both. The whole time she was moving down, she had a sweet, seductive smile on her face. Her smile was just like she was talking to him. It was saying, “Ah… Ha… It is my turn!” Pete could not help but form a smile of his own as he read her thoughts. Joan began kissing Pete’s shaft right through his underwear. With each kiss, she could feel it do a little twitch. She knew it was just itching to be released from its captivity. Joan ran her fingernails up Pete’s thighs to the waist band of his briefs. Sliding her nails between the waist band and his skin, she started to remove them from his hips. Sliding them down, she got her first look at his manhood. The site before her eyes intensified her excitement and caused a fire to burn even more between her thighs. She could not wait to have him inside her. Joan pulled his briefs down to his ankles. Pete kicked them off and away. Joan slowly rubbed her hands back up both legs. She moved her hand over and took hold of his cock. She slid her hand up and down his shaft. She stared into his eyes as she did so. At least what she could see of his eyes. They were mere slits now because of the feelings of pleasure that were rushing through his body. Joan had a small smirk come across her face. She moved towards his cock. She stuck her tongue out to lick the head. She kissed it. Then she parted her lips to slide just the head into her mouth. “Mmmm…” Pete moaned. Her mouth was so warm and wet when it surrounded his head. He closed his eyes and let the feeling overwhelm him. Joan ran her tongue all around the head as she sucked on it. She loved hearing Pete moan. She took it as that she was doing a good job for him. She wanted to make him feel just as good as he had made her feel. After sucking on the head for a little bit, she slowly eased him deeper into her mouth. She never stopped running her tongue all around it as she moved farther and farther down his shaft. She kept easing it in until she had the whole cock in her mouth. “Oh, God, that feels good,” Pete exclaimed with more than just a tinge of excitement in his voice. He lightly placed his hands on her head. He ran his fingers through her soft hair as she began sliding her mouth up and down on his shaft. His knees started to shake a little as she worked along his manhood. Joan was really beginning to enjoy sucking on Pete’s cock. Normally, she wouldn’t care much for it, but for some reason, it was really turning her on by pleasing him this way. Joan usually only did it under special circumstances and then it was just a short lived thing. It was uncertain to her if it was how much he had made her cum first, the intense passion, the rain, or if maybe even all of the above, but she was getting hotter and wetter the more she sucked. After a bit, she replaced her mouth with her hand. While she was stroking his cock with her hand, she raised it so that she could place her mouth down around his balls. First, she ran her tongue all around his sack. Then, she stroked him a little faster as she sucked one into her mouth. She maneuvered it around her mouth with her tongue. Then, keeping the one in her mouth, she sucked the other in as well. She massaged them both with her mouth and tongue. Pete loved the oral treatment that Joan was giving his manhood. The more she worked on him, the weaker he got in the knees. After a little while, Pete was afraid he wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer. He gently slid his hand along her cheek and under her chin to have her stop. “Something wrong?” Joan asked as she stared up into his eyes. “Absolutely nothing!” Pete exclaimed. He reached down and took hold of her arms. Once she was standing again their lips interlocked. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity. As they kissed, Joan continued to stroke his hard and now very wet cock with her hand. Joan broke off their kisses. She stood there staring into his eyes. “Do you want to fuck me?” She asked. Shivers of excitement bolted all the way through her body as she heard herself say these words. She was not accustomed to talking dirty but this was no ordinary love making. “You keep talking dirty like that then…. HELL YES!” Pete exclaimed. “Then bring that cock over here and Fuck Me!” Joan demanded as she scooted up on the trunk of the car. “Yes ma’am.” Pete said. He moved towards her. He spread her legs apart. Looking down, he saw her pussy glisten with wetness. He was sure it wasn’t just from the rain that she was so wet. Pete took his manhood into his hand. Aiming it at her love spot, he took the head of his cock and rubbed it up and down against her hard, throbbing clit. “Mmmm… yes. Rub that clit baby.” Joan said as she tilted her head back and licked her lips. “Oh, you like that do you?” “Oh, God yes. Do it more. Rub it faster and harder!” Joan told Pete. Pete did as he was told. Joan let out more moans as Pete picked up the pace of rubbing her clit. Joan’s moans increased the more he teased. Without warning, Pete stopped rubbing her clit and immediately entered the head of his cock inside of her. He felt her whole body jump and shiver instantly. “Oh, my God, yes. Give it to me, baby.” Joan begged. Pete was not done teasing, though. He kept sliding just the head in and out of her. She was loving it but wanted more. She tried to pull him in deeper but Pete would not let her have it all. Not yet anyways. The harder she pulled, the more he resisted. She wanted it so badly, that she began to whimper. “What’s the matter baby?” Pete asked her. He made sure he didn’t give to her yet. “Why are you teasing me? I want all of that hard cock inside of me!” Joan answered. “You do?” Pete asked while being very unsuccessful at holding back his giggling. He even tried to ask with a straight face, but that attempt also failed. “OH, YES PLEASE!” “You’re not begging for it are you? Are you begging for me to fuck you with all of this cock?” Pete asked. “Oh, God yes please. Please fuck me with that hard, throbbing cock. I WANT IT. I NEED….” Pete did not let her finish. He thrust his manhood deep inside her love tunnel. Joan let out a loud, deep gasp as he buried himself inside of her. Her eyes opened wide as he opened her pussy lips farther then they had been in a long time. Joan was way overdue to have a man penetrate her like this. She never had the time to concentrate on finding a relationship. Since she was not into the bar scene, that ruled out the possibility of a ‘one night stand’. So with all of that, she had become very accustomed to just taking care of herself through masturbation. It was getting to the point that that was even getting to be old. She thought that she would orgasm right away. She couldn’t believe how good he felt sliding in and out of her. He was filling her up so right. The felling of pleasure was so intense that she was becoming very lightheaded. “Is that what you were wanting, baby?” Pete asked her as he slid in and out of her hot, wet hole. “Oh, baby, yes, yes, yes. Give it to me. Give it ALL to me.” Joan answered. “God, you feel so good.” “And so do you. You are so wet.” Pete continued to pleasure her. Pete began to slow down. He slowed to the point that he could feel every pulsation of her honey pot gripping his manhood. He would back to the point where he almost slid out of her and then he would slide back in just as slow. He pushed himself back in until he had his entire length buried in her. He could feel the tip of his cock rubbing against her deepest walls. From the look on her face, she could feel it rubbing, too. Once he had it almost all the way out, he paused for a second. Then Pete thrust his cock fast and hard into her. “Huhhh…” Joan let out a loud gasp. “Oh, my God, yes. Give it to me. PLEASE. Give it to me hard.” With that, Pete picked up the pace. Thrusting in and out of her pussy. Joan continued to moan as Pete was banging his rock, hard cock in and out of her pussy. “Yeah, baby. FASTER.” Joan exclaimed. Joan slid her hand down between her legs. She rubbed circles around her clit as Pete continued fucking her. As she rubbed her clit, Pete’s thrusting would push her hand harder against her clit. This added to her pleasure. “Oh, God, you are going to make me cum, baby.” Joan yelled to her lover. “Yeah, baby, show me how good that cock feels in your pussy. Cum all over my cock.” Pete replied. Pete knew Joan was getting close to orgasm. Her pussy was clenching hard on his cock. Her whole body was shaking. Joan took her hand away from her throbbing clit. She slid both hands around and grabbed Pete’s ass cheeks. She, without realizing it, dug her fingernails into his butt cheeks. She tried to pull him inside of her as far as she could. Pete had her fingernails clenching his ass as her pussy was clenching onto his cock. He knew she was on the verge of an orgasm. He tried to give her every bit of his cock that he could. “Oh…oh… oh, my God, yes, yes, yes.” Joan screamed. “Yes, give me that cock! Fuck me, baby! I am cumming on your hard cock… Oh, shit yes!!!” Joan just sat there shaking all over as she held Pete deep inside of her. Her orgasm seemed to last forever. She hadn’t had this intense of an orgasm in ages. She couldn’t believe how long it was lasting but she didn’t want it to stop either. Joan finally relaxed her grip on Pete’s ass a little bit. She tilted her head back and let the rain wash across her face. She knew her face wasn’t wet from just the rain. She could feel the sweat that was being rinsed off by the rain. “Oh, God, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Joan exclaimed as she brought her head back down to look her lover straight in the eyes. Without saying a word, Pete eased out of Joan. Once he was completely out, he took a small step back. He placed his hands on her hips as she slid down off of the trunk lid. She knew by the slight tug he gave her hips that Pete wanted her to turn around. Joan was more than happy to turn for her lover. Once she was turned around, Joan leaned on the trunk on her forearms. This allowed Pete to raise her ass a little higher in the air. Pete moved up behind her while admiring her shapely ass. He spread her ass cheeks and slid his hard cock into her cum soaked pussy. Joan let out a low moan as Pete slid all of his manhood deep inside of her again. He began sliding in and out of her. He had a hold of her hips as his motions increased. Pete took one hand off of her hip and slid a finger along her puckering asshole. He teased her asshole by rubbing his finger a crossed it. Joan let out little whimpers while he slid in and out of her and played with her asshole. She was so turned on that she thought she was going to cum again. Joan slid one of her hands down to her clit. She played with her clit as Pete’s motions continued to increase. Pete never missed a beat as he stopped rubbing her asshole. He reached up and grabbed some of her hair. He gave her hair a light but somewhat forceful tug. The combinations of Pete’s motions, the tugging of her hair and her playing with her clit sent lightning bolts run through her body. She slumped down more on the trunk. The feelings were becoming so intense, she knew she was going to orgasm again! She rubbed her clit harder and faster as the waves of euphoria began to pour over her body just like the rain was doing. Her vaginal walls clenched harder and harder of Pete’s cock. She let out a loud moan that turned into a scream as she came on Pete’s cock. As Joan tightened around his cock, the felling became too much for him to hold back anymore. As he got closer to his own orgasm, his force and speed of sliding in and out of her increased dramatically. Joan could tell by his motions and how stiff Pete’s cock was becoming that he was on the verge of cumming, too. “Oh, yeah! Are you going to cum for me, baby?” Joan asked as she slid her hand down from her clit to his balls. She was giving his balls a light massage. “Oh, yeah, baby!” Pete answered. “I want to fill you up with my cum, baby!” “Oh, please, give it to me!” Joan exclaimed. “I want every last drop!” “Yeah, baby, I am going to cum for you.” Pete said with great excitement in his voice. “Here I cum, baby! I am going to give it to you!” Joan already knew he was going to because she could feel it welling up in his balls. She continued massaging his balls as she felt his cock begin to explode cum inside of her pussy. She could feel every throb his cock made as he shot her full of cum. “Oh, my God!” Pete finally said as he finally came close to finishing to fill her up. Joan had a huge smile on her face as she relaxed on the trunk. Pete had a big smile of his own. Pete stood there feeling the euphoria finish running through his body. He glanced over the car and saw two lights in the distance. Pete didn’t think much about it at first. He then realized that the two lights were headlights and they were heading their direction. “Um, we have a little problem.” Pete said calmly as he eased out of Joan and stepped back. “And what would that be?” Joan asked. She turned to look at Pete. She saw that Pete had a big grin on his face as he just pointed over Joan’s shoulder. She turned in the direction he was pointing. “What?” Joan asked. “I don’t see any…” She stopped herself short as her eyes came across what he was pointing at. “Oh, shit! Is it moving our way?” “I believe so.” Pete let out a short laugh as he answered her. Joan started running around picking up her clothes. Pete laughed even harder because of how hysterical Joan was gathering up their soaking wet clothes. “What’s so funny?” Joan stopped to wait for his answer. “There is no need to rush so much. That car has to be about two miles away.” Pete said, “We have time.” The look of panic and distress was slowly being washed away with a smile and giggles. She realized she probably looked pretty silly running naked gathering their soaking wet clothes. They both laughed as they threw their clothes in the care and got in out of the rain. Just for good measure, they both laid their seats back so the car going by would not see them inside. They stared into each others eyes as they caressed each other. Their lips locked as the car came by them. Their hands glided across each others body feeling and groping while their tongues were intertwining. After about ½ hour of kissing and caressing, they decided to try and get their soaking wet clothes on. They had a hard time trying to pull their clothes on but they finally got them on. Once they got their bearings straight, Joan offered to give Pete a ride back to his place so he wouldn’t have to walk in the rain anymore that night. Pete gladly accepted her offer. Joan pulled up in front of Pete’s place. Pete asked her, “Would you like to come up and dry off for a bit. I can make some coffee or tea if you would like.” “I would love to,” Joan answered. “But, I will not be able to stay long since I have to get up early for work in the morning.” “That would be fine. I have to take a load out in the morning anyways,” exclaimed Pete. As they walked up the stairs to Pete’s apartment, Joan couldn’t help but watch Pete’s ass sway back and forth with each step. She wanted to reach up and grab hold of his ass and just squeeze those cheeks. She couldn’t think of anything else but those hips being between her thighs earlier. She just thought about how she grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside of her. They reached the top of the stairs. His apartment was on the third floor. At the door to his apartment, he fumbled with his keys trying to find the right one. He was so overwhelmed with the outcome of the night that he couldn’t concentrate on anything. Well, anything but Joan that is. He finally found the right key but then in his nervousness, he dropped the key ring. As he bent over to pick up the keys and try again to get into the apartment, Joan gave in to her inhibitions. She reached out and grabbed Pete’s ass. She liked how his ass felt in her fingertips. She just wished that his jeans weren’t in the way of her feeling his flesh. As she held on to his ass, she pushed her hips up against him. She rubbed against him as he stayed bent over acting as though he couldn’t get a hold on his key ring. Actually, his mind was racing about how she was making him feel and couldn’t get the keys. Nor did he want to. He finally grabbed the keys and straightened up. He quickly turned around to face her. Their lips interlocked immediately. They stood right there in the hallway kissing and fondling each other. Their hands ran across each others bodies. Pete slid his hand up under her shirt and caressed her breast. He rubbed and pinched her nipples. He broke off their kissing and raised her shirt to expose her breasts. Joan exclaimed, “Not here in the hall. What if someone comes up and sees us?” “I am the only one that lives on this floor. And there is nothing above us but the roof. I am the only one that has access to the roof so no one will come up here.” Pete answered. “Oh really? And where are the stairs to the roof?” Joan asked. “They are right over there.” Pete answered as he pointed to a separate set of stairs. Joan took Pete by the hand and walked him over to the stairwell. She turned around and sat on the second step. She reached out and grabbed Pete’s jeans. She pulled him toward her. Joan undone his belt buckle, unsnapped his pants and lowered his zipper. Joan stared at his eyes while his eyes darted back and forth between her eyes and her hands as she worked his jeans out of the way. She tugged at his jeans to lower them. She could see his manhood growing right before her eyes as his jeans came to rest on the floor at his ankles. She leaned forward and kissed his cock through his briefs. He acknowledged her with a big twitch in his cock as she kissed it. “Mmmm, what a nice cock.” Joan exclaimed as she lowered his briefs. “So nice and hard. You don’t mind if I suck on it again, do you?” “Ha ha ha. No, please don’t do that. Ha ha ha. Just kidding. Please, suck as you would like.” Pete answered. Joan laughed as she moved back from his cock. “Oh, so you don’t want my hot, wet mouth wrapped around your cock? Ok, fine. I won’t suck on it and get it all rock hard so you can fuck me again.” “I said that I was just kidding.” Pete said with anxiousness. “Please suck on it for me.” “Are you begging?” Joan asked. “Is that what you want me to do is beg you to suck on my cock?” Pete asked back. “Well, that might be what it takes for me to suck on it is to hear you begging me. I like to play like that. Teasing is so much fun.” Joan answered. “I like to tease but then again I can also please pretty well too, I think.” “Oh, I can vouch for that. You can please very well.” Pete said as he grabbed the back of her head and lightly tried to pull her towards his erect cock. “I have not heard you beg yet.” Joan exclaimed as she held her head back as to not give in to his pulling. “Oh, but there are things that I like to do too.” Pete said. “I like to play a little rough sometimes as long as there isn’t any pain involved. Do you like that?” “Sometimes. But right now I am not giving in until I heard you beg for me to suck on that hard cock of yours.” said Joan. “I guess you don’t want my hot, wet mouth wrapped around your cock. Licking and sucking it up and down.” “Please.” Pete asked. “Please, what?” Joan asked. “Please wrap your lips around this hard cock. I am begging you to suck my cock so that I can fuck your beautiful pussy again.” Pete pleaded. “Well, I will suck your cock but I may not let you have this hot, wet, tight pussy, though. It will depend on what you do as to whether I will let you have it.” Joan said. She pulled his briefs down away from his cock. She tucked the material under his balls and started stroking his hard cock. “And just what do you mean by that?” Pete asked. “Well, we will just have to wait and see won’t we!” Joan exclaimed just before she slid her lips around his cock and slid her mouth down his shaft. “Wait and see for ….” Pete never got to finish what he was going to ask because the feeling of her mouth sucking on his cock caught him off guard and made him lose track of his thought. He just stopped and tilted his head back to let the feelings run throughout his body. He couldn’t help but think that Joan was a very hot, sexy woman. She was pleasuring him like he none other for a long, long time. He couldn’t remember the last time that a woman sucked on his manhood in such a fantastic way. Her mouth felt so great wrapped around his hard cock. He loved the way that her tongue moved along his shaft as her mouth slid up and down. Joan sucked on Pete for a few minutes and then she slid her mouth completely off of him. She stroked his cock as she stared up into his eyes. She had a big smile on her face that almost matched the smile on his. “Was that good enough?” Joan asked. “Oh my God, yes. That was fabulous.” Pete answered. “Is that all that you want?” Joan asked. “Yeah, right.” Pete stated. Pete eased back from Joan. She let go of his manhood as he moved away. Pete just kept smiling as he lowered himself down to his knees in front of her. He moved her knees to the side as he slid in between her legs. His hands slid up to her hips while he moved in to kiss her. As his mouth got close to hers, she pulled back and moved her head to the side as to not let him kiss her. “And what do you think you are doing?” Joan asked. “What?” “Did I say that you could kiss me, again?” Joan exclaimed. “You mean I can’t kiss your beautiful lips anymore?” Pete asked in return. “I didn’t say that. I am just saying that I did not tell you that you could kiss me. You have to ask and then I will decide if I will let you or not.” Joan stated. “Oh, so I have to have permission. So if I want to go down and lick your sweet pussy then I have to ask too?” Pete questioned. “Yes, you have to ask. I might let you but you have to make sure you take good care of my clit, too. That involves kissing it and nibbling on my juicy clit. You also have to lick deep into my sweet honey pot too. It needs good tongue action. You must slide your tongue into my pussy and get those juices flowing really good.” Joan stated. “Are you saying that I did not do a good job of that earlier?” Pete questioned her about his pussy licking ability of earlier that night. “Oh, I am not saying that at all. I am just making sure you know the ground rules are before you eat me is all.” Joan answered. “Mmmmm, so how about it?” “How about what?” Joan asked with a big smile on her face. “I want to hear you ask me for what you want. I love talking dirty. It gets me so hot and wet. I get horny when a man can get a bit vulgar with me.” “May I eat your sweet pussy?” Pete asked while moving to stress the point that he was down on his knees while asking. “Yes you may treat my pussy to some good tongue treatment.” Joan granted. “Eat my fucking pussy.” “Yes, ma’am!” Pete exclaimed. Pete slid his hands up to the waist band of her shorts. Joan raised her hips off the step so that he could slide her shorts off. Pete moved the shorts back and forth to work them off of her hips. As the shorts fell to the ground, his hands moved back up to reach for her panties. His fingers worked their way around the waist band of them and gave a light tug. Again Joan raised her hips for Pete. He slid her panties down and over her knees. They dropped to her ankles where the shorts had come to a rest. Pete was then staring straight at her glistening pussy lips. She was already so wet that little drops were running down. He quickly moved in with his tongue out in order to make sure he was not going to let those drops get away from him. “Mmm.” Joan moaned. Pete chased after those drops with vigor. He raised her legs up in the air. Joan grabbed them for him and held them up for him as to not hinder his work on her lovely pussy. Pete decided to try something and see what her reaction would be. He reached under her ass and raised it up a little bit. He slid his tongue down and started making circles around her asshole. He licked and kissed all around her asshole. “Oh, my God. That feels great.” Joan exclaimed. “I have never had someone eat my asshole before.” “Never?” Pete asked. “Do you like it?” Pete made sure he never took his face very far from her asshole and threw in a few licks as he spoke. “Mmm, yes, that feels great. Please continue.” Joan told him as she pulled his head down into her more and more. Pete licked around her asshole for a little bit before he slid his tongue inside her. She quivered a little as his tongue penetrated her anal cavity. Pete took this as a good thing and continued to tongue fuck her asshole. She just kept pulling his head further into her as he continued to lick her out. “Oh, my God, that feels great.” Joan exclaimed. “Please, don’t stop!” Pete started to tongue fuck her asshole faster and faster. He slid a hand up and started rubbing her clit. He was rubbing and pinching her clit. She squirmed more with this. Pete took his hand off and lightly slapped her clit. “Oh, God, yes. Oh, God, yes, yes, yes!” Joan said louder and louder and her whole body began to quiver harder. Pete knew she was getting closer and closer to climax. He made sure he would not stop his tongue and finger action. Of course, Joan was making sure of that, too. She kept her hand on the back of his head pulling him into her. “Oh… My… God… Yes!!!” Joan let out in a quiet scream as to not let herself heard by any neighbors. Her whole body shook as she reached her climax. Her orgasm went on and on. She has not had an orgasm go on for so long in a very long time. Pete just kept licking her asshole and rubbing her clit while her body withered in her orgasm. He made sure he caught any of her juices as they ran down towards his tongue. After a few minutes, Joan regained her composure. “Oh, God, that was great!” Joan exclaimed. “I am glad that you liked it.” Pete had a big smile on his face as he spoke. “And you tasted so sweet.” “Thank you.” Joan answered back. “And I suppose now you want to fuck my pussy?” “Oh, please” Pete begged. “I think that you can do better than that.” Joan stated. “Oh, really? And just how would you like for me to beg?” Pete asked. “If you have to ask that, then you must not want this hot, wet pussy bad enough. Do you want to fuck me?” Joan asked back. “Please let me fuck your luscious, wet pussy. I want your hot wet pussy wrapped around my cock. I need it.” Pete begged. “Well, that is a good start.” Joan fired right back to him again. Pete grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up. Once she was standing on her feet, he spun her around and pushed on her back for her to bend over. She caught herself with her hands on the steps. “I am going to fuck you and you are going to like it!” Pete exclaimed. “Oh, yeah baby. Give it to me.” Joan said with excitement in her voice. “Give it to me good, baby. Fuck that hot, wet pussy. You know you want it!” Pete took his manhood in his hand and aimed it for her glistening honey pot. Her ass was sticking up in the air anxiously awaiting his entrance inside of her. His other hand was grasped on to her hip. He guided himself into her pussy nice and easy. Once he had the head of his cock inside her pussy and he could feel how wet she was, He placed his hands on both hips. As he was about to slam his cock inside of her, he pulled her hips towards him thrusting it inside even faster and harder. “Oh God.” Joan moaned loudly. “Yes, baby, slam that pussy with your hard cock! Fuck Me!” Pete just smiled as he banged her pussy with his shaft. He let go over one of her hips so that he had a free hand to spank her ass as he fucked her. He kept fucking her hard as he slapped her ass. “You have been a dirty little bitch, haven’t you? You need a good spanking while I fuck you, don’t you?” Pete said as he spanked her again for emphasis. “Oh, Yes, I have been a very, very bad girl. Spank me hard.” Joan replied. She had a look of euphoria all over her face as Pete fucked her harder and harder. Pete stopped spanking her ass so that he could take his thumb and rub around her anus. He would rub all around her asshole and occasionally slide it in just a little. She loved him playing with her asshole. She reached back and pushed on his hand as to let him know that she wanted his thumb farther in her ass. Of course, Pete obliged her wordless request. While his cock was sliding in and out of her pussy, he penetrated her asshole with his thumb. Joan let a long, loud moan when she felt him enter her body in her forbidden hole. She was overwhelmed by the feeling of having both of her holes filled at the same time. She was in complete ecstasy. “You like that in your ass?” Pete asked with a big smile on his face. “Oh, yeah. I want more and more and more!” Joan exclaimed. “Hmm and I bet you like a hard cock in your ass too?!” Pete asked. “Never tried it but this is sure feeling good.” Joan stated. “Maybe sometime I will have to try your stiff cock in my ass as long as you are gentle about it. I don’t like that kind of pain.” “Oh, I don’t want to hurt you. I would be very nice and gentle if you would ever like to try. And, all you would have to do is say stop and I would take it out and not try again.” Pete told her in an effort to try and get her to relax a little about it. “Maybe someday I will have to let you try that with me.” Joan stated. “But, right now, I want you to fuck me good and hard! Spank me! Hurt me! Make me scream!” “You got it, babe!” Pete exclaimed as he slammed his cock deep inside of her hot, wet pussy. As he rammed his shaft into her, he raised his hand and slapped her ass with a thunderous clap of flesh meeting flesh. He then again grabbed her hips and pulled her into him hard and fast. His cock was sliding in and out of her with great vigor. “Yes, baby, just like that. Please fuck me harder. I like it when you spank my ass!” Joan said as she thrust her hips back towards Pete’s cock. She was shoving her hips on him as hard as he was slamming into her. “My pleasure, you dirty little bitch. Take that cock.” Pete told her as he thrust harder. He slapped her ass again just for more emphasis. “You like that hard cock banging your pussy?” “Oh, God, yes I do.” Joan answered. “May I please have more?” “No, I don’t think you deserve anymore.” Pete said and he pulled out of her pussy. He stepped back and started stroking his cock. “No? But why not?” Joan asked as she turned to look at him. There was a look of amazement across her face for she could not believe he just pulled away like that. “Nope. I don’t think you should have anymore.” Pete stated. “Why?” Joan begged as she turned around and moved on her hands and knees towards his cock. “I want more!” “Oh, you do, huh?” Pete asked “Please may I have more of that stiff cock inside my pussy?” Joan begged. “Well, maybe you can prove to me that you really want it. Prove to me that you deserve it.” Pete told her. “How can I do that?” Joan asked. She was kneeling on her hands and knees, staring straight at his cock in his hands. She was getting even more turned on by watching him stroke his manhood. “Put this cock in your mouth and suck on it. Then you may change my mind to let you have it pound your pussy again.” Pete ordered. No more was his words out of his mouth and his cock was being gulped down by her mouth. She slid her mouth over the head of his cock. She moved it down farther down his shaft, pushing back his hands to the base of his cock. Pete moved his hand off his cock and let her take of his shaft into her mouth. “Yeah, baby, suck that cock! Do you like tasting your pussy juices on my cock?” Pete asked while he closed his eyes and let the feeling wash all over him. “Hmm hmm!” Joan moaned. She did not want to take it out of her mouth to talk so just hummed a yes to him. Joan ran her tongue around his manhood while it was deep in her mouth. She just held Pete’s cock in her mouth while her tongue did all the work. Pete stopped her by grabbing her under her arms and pulled her up to his face. Their eyes met and they stared into each others souls for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, Pete moved toward Joan and let their lips meet. They kissed while their tongue intertwined with each other. After a few minutes, he stepped back and spun Joan around. She was facing away from him. Not one word was spoken to each other. Pete put his hand in the middle of her upper back and pushed slightly. Joan knew what this meant. She bent over and arched her back for him. Pete moved forward and entered his cock back inside her soaking wet pussy. He moved very slowly as he went deeper and deeper inside her. Joan tried to move herself back towards him so that it would go in faster but Pete was not letting that happen. His hands were on her waist and holding her back from him as he was |
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