The day was quite warm, the bright sunshine beating down as the red convertible
zipped along the country road. Chance watched her out of the corner of his eye,
appreciating the short skirt Michele was wearing. He always got a twinge in the
pit of his stomach when he thought of her; the way her legs wrapped around him
when they made love, the feel of her skin, the smell of her.
Chance felt himself growing just a bit from thinking about her. Michele was
daydreaming about the night they had just shared. She closed her eyes for a
moment and smiled; Chance was a very imaginative lover. She turned to look at
him, and he at her. They smiled at each other, knowing instinctively what the
other was thinking.
Michele glanced down and noticed the bulge in his pants. A big grin spread across
her face as she thought about him. She turned and slid across the seat towards
Chance. Placing her lips close to his ear, she whispered how much she liked the
things they had done together the night before.
Michele reached down to rub him with her palm. Through his jeans, she felt him
push up to her hand slightly. She touched his ear with the tip of her tongue,
tracing the edge all the way from the bottom of the lobe to the top, then
dipping slightly to the inside.
Chance shivered, a growl escaped his lips, and he tightened his grip on the
steering wheel. She unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. She
was toying with his ear, teasing with her tongue, nipping lightly with her
teeth. Her breath in his ear was wonderful, as was the pressure of her hand on
his swelling member. "Raise your hips, lover," Michele whispered.
Chance gladly obliged and she slid his jeans down over his hips to give her
access to him. She began to caress him with her hand, as she kissed downward, on
the side of his neck, in the hollow where his shoulder began, and still
She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing the skin as it was exposed. Michele took his
nipple lightly between her teeth, running the tip of her tongue over it as he
took in a sharp breath. Chance slowed a bit, unable to concentrate on his
driving and what her hands and mouth were doing to him at the same time. He
placed his right hand on her hair, caressing her lovingly. She continued to kiss
his warm skin, slowly working her way downward, toward his straining erection.
Michele took him in her hand again and held him while she lowered her head and
flicked her tongue against the tip. Soft, feathery, teasing, little licks caused
him to shudder.
His hand still in her hair, Chance pushed her head down. He pushed himself into
her hot mouth. Michele eagerly took him in. She swirled her tongue around him,
licking and sucking. His fingers tightening in her hair, he pushed her down even
farther until his entire erection disappeared in her mouth.
Chance groaned loudly, gripping the wheel and her hair tighter. She began to
pull back, all the way to the tip, only to slide her lips down again. Finding it
harder to drive, he slowed even more. As Michele pumped up and down, she massaged
his balls, rubbing and squeezing lightly. Chance took his foot off the gas all
together, looking for a place to stop.
He found what he was looking for: a dirt drive, almost hidden amongst the trees.
He followed it a ways, back into the woods, until he came to a small clearing.
He stopped the car, turned off the engine and leaned back in his seat, enjoying
the feel of her lips and mouth on his manhood.
Michele started moving faster, taking all of him. He watched himself slide in and
out of her mouth, such a beautiful sight. He felt the stirring of release
building within him. He was squirming in the seat, holding her head in his
hands, her hair tangled in his fingers. Chance watched as he disappeared in her
mouth, again and again, his erection glistening with her saliva. God, her mouth
felt wonderful on him. Unable to contain himself any longer, Chance pushed into
her as hard as he could, letting out a growl, filling her mouth with his
Michele took all he had to give, not spilling a single drop, and licked him clean.
She held him in her mouth for a time, feeling him beginning to grow soft, but
knowing she had the power to make him hard again and again. When his breathing
returned to normal, she started to caress him with her lips once again. Almost
instantly, he began to swell.
His hands wandered from her hair down to her back, around her side, over her hip
and back up again. Chance wanted badly to see her naked body in the sunlight, to
feel her with his hands and taste her again.
He pulled her up off of him and, looking into her eyes, kissed her passionately,
tasting himself on her lips, feeling the softness of her mouth with his. His
tongue parted her lips, insisting on exploring her inner warmth. He thought
first of her mouth and later, of other, more intimate regions. Michele moaned
softly, pulling him tightly into her embrace. He wanted badly to lay her on the
seat and make love to her, but knew that there was not enough room to move
around like he wanted. "Get out of the car," he told her.
Chance reached into the back seat, retrieved a blanket, walked to the front of
the car and spread it on the hood. He reached out for her and Michele stepped into
his embrace, loving the feel of his body as he pulled her close. He kissed her
again, taking his time to taste every inch of her mouth before pulling back
slightly to kiss her cheeks, her nose, her eyelids. He traced his tongue along
the line of her jaw, kissing and caressing her face with his mouth. His hands
played across her back, massaging, lightly squeezing her, his hands drifting
down to cup both her cheeks, pulling her even closer.
Michele could feel the contours of his body, every curve, every bulge, especially
the one pressing into her most intimate place. Chance was so very hard again,
and she was on fire for him. He tugged her short skirt down over her hips, then
her top came off over her head and Michele was left standing in nothing but her
bra and panties. Chance loved the way the white lace looked against her smooth
"Turn around," he said softly. Michele turned to face the car.
Chance stepped directly behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and began
a torturously slow exploration of her body with his hands and mouth. He kissed
her shoulders, the back of her neck, then let his fingertips glide down her back
to the top of her lacy panties. He massaged her cheeks through the cloth and
moved his hands around to her front. He pulled the full length of her body
against his, pressing his lips to her neck once again. His hands moved upward to
cup both her breasts, bringing a moan from her.
Michele pushed her lace-covered bottom tightly against his rock hard erection.
Chance gently squeezed her breasts through the lace, feeling her nipples
straining to be free of their confinement. He was glad to oblige, undoing the
hook and letting the wisp of lace fall away. Michele kept pushing herself against
him, moaning softly, as he thoroughly massaged her breasts, finally taking the
hard sensitive nipples in his fingers and squeezing. She groaned loudly, melting
Trying to keep his control, Chance backed away from her a bit and told her to
bend over and put her hands on the hood of the car. She quickly obliged. This
was of no help to his composure, seeing Michele bent over, nothing covering her
cheeks but a thin strip of white lace. Kneeling behind her, Chance placed his
hands on her hips and let them roam over her bottom, pausing at her thighs, and
continuing down the entire length of her legs.
Michele wiggled with anticipation as he reached for the top of her panties and
began ever-so-slowly to pull them down over her hips, kissing and licking the
exposed flesh. He moved his mouth slowly down her legs, licking his way down,
kissing the sensitive places behind her knees. Lifting her feet, first one, then
the other, he removed her panties.
Michele felt as if she would faint when Chance spread her legs and placed his
tongue on her inner thigh. He brushed his fingers over her, touching her with
his tongue, causing her to shiver. Pushing her thighs further apart, he finally
touched the tip of his tongue to her already swollen lips, tasting the wetness
that was beginning to drip from her.
Her cries of pleasure mixed with the sounds of birds singing in the trees as he
entered her with his tongue, licking up the moisture, inhaling her natural
perfume. Her knees were getting weaker as he licked and sucked her lips, moving
up the crease between her cheeks, lightly nipping with his teeth, causing her to
quiver and beg him to take her.
Chance was determined to take his time, to bring her to the brink again and
again, then give her the most intense release possible. He licked his way back
to the entrance between her hot lips and slipped his tongue in once again as far
as he could. Another loud cry escaped Michele and she pushed back against him. He
held her firm and moved his mouth further towards her love button, using the tip
of his tongue to lick all around without actually touching it.
Panting, gasping for breath, Michele begged him to give her the release she wanted
so badly, but Chance continued his slow, methodical consumption of her, getting
more aroused by the minute. He finally touched her delicate bud with his tongue
and sucked it between his lips, tugging lightly on it. He could feel her orgasm
rising to the surface, so he pulled away, stepping back from her.
Michele stood and turned toward him, reaching to pull him to her. He backed her
against the hood of the car, kissed her passionately and pushed her down onto
She lay back, feeling the warmth of the car on her back through the blanket, the
warm sun beating down on her naked body. Chance quickly shed his clothes and
leaned over her, again tasting her sweet mouth, caressing her breasts, feeding
the smoldering fire that was inside her.
Michele grasped his head in her hands and pulled his mouth to her breasts. He
nibbled first one hard nipple, then the other. Finally, unable to contain his
need of her any longer, Chance placed the tip of his straining member at the
hot, wet entrance between her legs, rubbing it back and forth along her lips,
covering himself with her juices. With a single, swift thrust, he was inside
her. Michele cried out, writhing beneath him, pushing her hips upward to meet his
as he began moving within her, trying to go slowly, but finding it impossible to
The sun, the birds, the warm afternoon breezes; all of this went unnoticed as he
slid himself in and out of her, both of them lost in each other, consumed by the
Moving faster now, feeling her orgasm rising once again, as well as his own,
Chance stood, pulling Michele to the edge of the hood so that he was standing
between her legs. He lifted her legs, placed her feet at his shoulders and slid
even deeper inside her. Her whimpers turned into cries of intense, almost
painful pleasure as an exquisite orgasm overtook Michele. Her contracting feminine
muscles gripped Chance tightly again and again, sending him over the edge with
her. Chance filled her once again with his manly juices.
Clinging to each other, gasping for breath, savoring the feel of each other, as our
orgasms subside, we remained joined for some time. Slowly they became aware
of their peaceful surroundings, of the warm sun, and the breezes lightly caressing,
cooling their bodies. Chance released her legs, pulled Michele to him and held her tenderly.