It's Labor Day Weekend, and we've booked a room at a Bed & Breakfast in Belfast, Maine, called The White House. I've been there before, and it's fabulous. I know you haven't, and I also know you'll love it. The rugged shoreline, the sailboats and fishing boats in the bay, sleeping at dawn as the mist surrounds them like a blanket.
We're driving through the back country roads, soaking in the scenery, or at least I am -- you've fallen asleep, your hand intertwined in mine, your face peaceful and glowing as always. Looking over at you, I wonder what you're thinking -- what's making you smile so?
Then, as if reading my mind, your hand draws mine along your leg, up from the knee and into your skirt. Your legs part slightly -- just enough for me to continue my journey to your private garden of Eden. I hear you breathe in sharply as my fingers trace along your inner thigh, your skin so soft and smooth, your thighs so firm and inviting.
Reaching up under your skirt I realize that you aren't wearing any panties and my fingers get lost in your soft tuft of hair, caressing up the sides of your swelling pussy lips and brushing ever so gently across your clit. Your hips move forward as your hand guides my fingers inside of you. The first feeling of those lips is always the most incredible -- so soft as they wrap around my fingers, so wet and warm. Mmm, truly Nature's most perfect creation. Even with the top down I can smell the sweet musky scent of you and my excitement grows.
Your hand cups mine as my finger plunges in and out of you, slowly at first, wiggling around and savoring the texture and moistness of your luscious pussy. Your fingers are caressing the back of my hand, assuring me that I am pleasing you. I slip my finger out and massage your clit, feeling it harden and your body quiver slightly, then plunge it and another back into you, pumping your pussy like a cock, only one that can turn and explore your sensuous depths. My mind begins to wander, dreaming of tasting you and sucking on those puffy lips. But, alas, I must drive, so the daydream will have to wait.
While my fingers are plunging in and out of you, your right hand caresses up your blouse and undoes the buttons, one by one, pulling the blouse open and revealing your perky, firm breasts, aching to be released from your bra and teased. Your fingers caress under and around your breasts and I see your nipples harden and pole through the fabric, awake and wanting to be teased. Soon your fingers brushes across your nipples then circles them.
I pull my hand out from between your legs and place my fingers on your lips. They part and suck my fingers in, savoring the juices and sucking them like a cock, making me harder still. Already there is a moist spot in the middle of my shorts where the precum is oozing out. I move my hand to your breasts and free them, pushing the bra under so that your breasts are lifted up, pointing for all the world to see -- your nipples harder still in the breeze rushing by.
I tweak them a little and your fingers take over again, rolling them between the fingertips and massaging your breasts. They are so perfect and beautiful.
Your purse is between the seats and I remember that you always keep one of your toys handy in emergencies (or just for anytime at all!). I reach in, hoping you'll forgive the little trespass, and pull out your dildo. I rub the head against your wet, parted pussy and slowly begin to tease you with it. I rub it up and down against your pussy, getting it wet and making your hips squirm even more. Then I push the head in and pull it back out, then push it in again, holding it there. You push forward, wanting more while you play with your breasts, but I continue to tease you. Little by little I give you just a bit more, then pull out. Finally, know you're ready to scream out, I plunge the cock deep into you and your head arches back as you let out a moan of pleasure.
You have both hands caressing your tits, massaging them and tweaking on your nipples, while my left hand fucks you senseless with the dildo. You begin to squirm and quiver more and more and finally you scream out that you're coming, screaming for me to fuck you harder, faster. You hands move back and forth between your clit and your breasts as you come and come in powerful waves. After your orgasm settle down, I pull out the dildo and bring it to your lips for you to suck, which you do with pleasure, licking it clean and smiling.
I take it from you and put it back into your purse as you settle back into a satisfied, peaceful sleep for the rest of the journey, which is almost over.
As we pull into the town of Belfast, I realize that your skirt is still hiked up to your waist and quickly pull it down. At the stoplight I quickly rearrange your bra and button your blouse, amazed that you haven't stirred yet. When the car moves forward, you awake and grin at me, saying, "I just had the most intense dream! I'll have to describe it to you when we get into our room!" I smile back and say, "That sounds wonderful!"