wnyThroatLover
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It is late, a warm summer evening just coming to a close as the sun sets over the horizon. I pull into the parking lot of the coffee shop and kill the engine of the car. I quickly check my pockets to make sure I'm not missing anything and step onto the pavement just as you pull into the lot. I watch as you step out of the car, a breeze catching your hair and pulling it from your face revealing your lovely smile. The last brilliant bursts of sunlight flare behind you, illuminating your silhouette against the world. The awe of your beauty sucks the air from my chest as you approach me; The light sway of your hips, the gentle wiggle of your waist, the subtle dancing of your breasts with each step and breath.
I compose myself quickly just as you enter my arm's reach. Gently I wrap my arms around you, pulling you in to a soft yet firm hug and delight in the warm feeling that washes over me as you return the gesture. I carefully plant a light kiss on your cheek, and we head inside, my hand softly caressing the small of your back as the embrace breaks.
Minutes pass that seem like hours as we sip our coffee and catch up. Stories of past heartbreak, oddness and tom-foolery are ping-pong back and forth across the table. Laughter randomly pierces the air along with shouts of, “Ooh my god, I remember that!” and, “Aah, good times.” Softly our hands touch and squeeze, a foot brushes a leg here and there, the subtlety of our flirting being lost on the other patrons yet we can see the heat in each-others eyes.
I can feel your gaze scanning over me, taking in every inch, every little flaw in the cover of my being and it makes my heart race. I can feel your finger tips barely grazing mine, the sensation sending fire strait through me and I can't help but begin to undress you in my mind.
After a moment I realize that we have stopped talking, the conversation tapering off suddenly as we both delight in taking each-other in. Without a word I take you by the hand and lead you out to my car, we both jump in and I pull out of the parking lot. Our destination is unknown, but then again it doesn't really matter. We drive for what could have easily been an entire night, my hand gently resting on your thigh, your fingers intertwining with mine, no radio, just the sound of our breathing, bated and patient, as I steer us off into the darkness.
Before long we find ourselves at an overlook. The river flows calmly beneath us as we lay on the hood of the car, staring up at the vast immensity of the heavens above us, your head resting on my shoulder as I hold tightly to you. I lean slightly and kiss you on the forehead, my lips lingering for a moment before I pull back and our eyes lock. Instantly the world falls away and it is just me and you. Our lips press together tightly, our hands fumbling clumsily with the others clothing as we explore each-other, our tongues rejoicing together in the ecstasy of it all. Each new piece of exposed flesh is carefully caressed, each freshly stripped article of clothing being randomly strewn across what is now our world. I slide down your body, kissing and caressing as I carefully explore down your neck, across your chest, lightly teasing your nipples as I go. Your breath quickens as I continue down you, stopping only when my lips find your belly button. Carefully I begin to work my way back up, my hands now joining the exploration.; Gently sliding up your hips as my lips gradually make their way back to yours. Very carefully my fingers explore your body, tracing the curves of your waist, the warmth of your chest, the soft firmness of your arms. Slyly and gently I raise your arms above your head as I firmly press my lips to yours, parting them with my tongue, excitedly exploring yours as I quickly tie your wrists with one of our shirts, securing them tightly to some unseen point on the car.
I stand suddenly, admiring as you wiggle and writhe on the car, my belt unbuckled and the button undone on my pants. They barely hang on to my hips as I gaze at you longingly, a grin planted firmly on your face. I can't help myself anymore, I want you...I need you...I must have you...
I saunter over to you, not wanting to rush. I want you to enjoy this, I want you to yearn for more, I want you to need it again and again. Very slowly, very deliberately I trace my fingertips down your body, the lightest of pressure between my fingers and your wonderfully soft skin. As I reach your waist my fingers curl over the band of your jeans, my thumb and forefinger quickly popping the button. Carefully I lean over, kissing softly down your belly until I can take the zipper in my teeth. As I slowly pull the zipper down I look up at you, feeling your eyes burning into mine; I can feel your heat, I can smell your sweetness. I tug at the waist of your pants, sliding them down your hips, taking my time to feel the softness of your legs as I go. I stand once again, taking each leg in turn, rubbing my hands down each calf, slowly extracting each silky inch from the rough denim before letting the jeans fall to the wayside.
I wrap my hand around your ankle, squeezing just enough. I raise your leg, pressing my lips softly to your ankle and carefully up your calf. As I continue up the warm smooth skin of your inner thigh I slowly kneel in front of you, sliding my free hand ever so deliberately beneath you, grasping firmly to the supple cheek of your butt. I can feel your heat on my cheek as I reach further up your thigh. Slowly I make the transition between thigh and crotch, the feel of your soft lips on mine is like kissing heaven. The taste incomparable to any of life's sweetest nectars. The temptation to rush is great, but I hold my resolve; Gently kissing up and down your lips, letting my breath graze ever so carefully across your clitoris, the sounds of your moans and the wiggling of your hips begging me to move forward but urging me not to stop. My tongue darts from my mouth, barely brushing against you and I feel your legs cross the back of my shoulders. The time has come. I wrap both of my arms securely around your thighs, pulling them wide to open you to me and I let my tongue explore. Not one inch of your dripping mound goes unexplored; Inside, outside up and down, I lap up every drop of your sweetness. For moments, or maybe hours, possibly even weeks I lick feverishly at you, the enticing sounds coming from your throat urging me inexorably forward. Your heels dig into the backs of my shoulders and your back arches, I can feel it coming and I hold even tighter to you. My tongue works faster, excitedly flicking back and forth, working feverishly to enhance your feeling, but it is to late. A nearly animalistic roar erupts from your mouth, as I lick harder and faster, your orgasm undulates through your body, shaking even the car, disturbing the entire world.
As your shaking begins to subside I slow my pace, bringing myself quickly back to light licks and kisses as you being to regain your composure. The grip your legs held on my neck and shoulders loosens and I stand myself up, my own jeans finally loosing their tenuous grip on my hips and falling away. I dislodge the shirt that binds your wrists from the car but keep you tied tight, slipping the fabric around the back of my neck. Carefully I pull your legs up, gently pressing myself against the throbbing, soaked opening to your sex. I try to begin slowly, but you aren't having it. Your legs wrap tightly around my waist and you pull me in, the fire that was once in your eyes now a blazing inferno, the moans that escape both of us creating a harmonious duet of sin. Our bodies entwine as we feel each-other once again, your legs doing their best to hold me motionless as my hips begin to force their movement. I can feel your fingers grasp tightly to my hair as each thrust slams my pelvis into yours sending shock waves through both of our bodies. I reach down, pulling you up into my arms, my teeth sinking effortlessly into the soft flesh of your shoulder. With each thrust I can feel your body tense a little more yet your grip on my hair and hips loosens. Short forceful thrusts are replaced by long deep strokes. Each time I pull away a glint of disappointment crosses your face, and each time our hips crash back together your eyes roll a little further back. I feel your body rock as I thrust harder and deeper inside of you, but the time isn't yet.
I pull away from you quickly and completely. A look of utter shock and confusion comes across your face as I quickly untie your wrists. Before you can protest I grab tightly to your hips and roll you, pressing your chest and stomach into the cool metal of the car, re-binding your wrists quickly behind your back. I step up behind you, my throbbing member falling perfectly into your tightly bound hands. You stroke and pull at me as I gently brush your hair from your face, your eyes trying to turn completely in their sockets to glare at me. I slide back slightly, taking myself from your nimble fingers and gently rub myself up and down your wanting slit. With one hand I take a firm grasp of your hair, wrapping it tightly around my wrist and entangling my fingers around the roots. I pull you back, your back arching away from me. My other arm wraps tightly around your waist, the tips of my fingers just barely able to rub against your clit as I once again slide myself inside of you. My pace is not gentle, my thrusts are not soft. My hips slam over and over into your perfect ass cheeks rocking you forward, bouncing you repeatedly off the front end of the car, I can feel your clit throbbing as my fingers rub back and forth. I pull tightly on your hair, bringing your mouth to mine. Our lips lock once again as our bodies, glistening with sweat, pound repeatedly against each other. Throaty sounds of sheer pleasure erupt from the both of us as our shared pleasure builds.
I feel you tightening around me, throbbing harder and deeper, your orgasm building, as is mine. I release my hold on your hair and push you back down onto the car, my hand leaving your back and raising into the air before cracking down firmly against your shapely ass...
...The timing is perfect...
...both of us erupt in orgasm, our bodies tensing, burring myself as deeply into you as I can. My thrusts change from forceful and rhythmic to sporadic. I can feel your body shaking as I slide myself deep inside of you for the last shuddering moments of our pleasure...
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