My cock was poking out of my undergarments as she slid my trousers to the ground along with herself. She smiled looking up at me from her knees. The sharp exhale I realized when she took my cock into her mouth was unexpected. I couldn't believe my eyes this beautiful Amber haired woman was on her knees in front of me taking my cock in and out of her mouth. My mom told me only whores did these type of things and sex before marriage in any sort of fashion was a sin. Especially if a woman prayed on her knees to a man's genitalia. I wasn't sure if this is what dying felt like but I sure as hell was in Heaven. I had already left my small little town boarded a train to New York I am sure I am every heathen my mother always warned us about.
Her mouth worked up as down my cock as if I was a popsicle in the middle of July. She slurped and licked and her tongue danced upon my shaft. Flicking and twirling over and under around and around. Her teeth grazed and scrapped my flesh as if all good and evil came from this moment. Her nails poured into the skin of my hips as her soft moans rumbled in her throat. Every feeling was there in front of me and I was on the brink of exploding.
My damn hands again were miss guided a misinformed of their place on her body, I wasn't sure if I was supposed to touch her hair or place my hands on my hips. They ended up half way on the knob of the door and hanging on the edge of the back of my neck. She seems to not mind it and neither did I as she released the suction of my lips and loosened her jaw around my cock. Her face pulled back and forth quickly as she began pushing my body to and from her face. Slamming my cock deep into her throat and back out. I felt the anger in my belly trying to release itself.
It was so still. The world stopped spinning. The universe had paused for this moment the white flag rose on both sides and peace on earth was happening. I could feel her saliva lapping up the precum I had released but I couldn't feel anything else, time stopped. I had stopped time with my seed and it was plastered all over her face like Picasso's finest masterpiece.
It was nirvana and for all the times I had come before in my lifetime her mouth sucked me dry. I've had hand jobs and I had jimmied myself before but nothing like that had happened.
The door shook behind me as someone on the outside was trying to get in and just like that panic took over both of us. Fumbling to pull my pants and hold the door closed we scrambled in the car trying to regain our innocents.
The door opened and the older couple had come back to their room. The Mrs of the two nose immediately turned up to us as she clutched her pocketbook for dear life as the man guided her in and I guided June out.
We returned to our seats before the couple peered one final evil look at the two of us. As we saw their door slam close behind them we couldn't help but fall back into our seats into hysterics laughing with unbelievable joy. I couldn't believe what just happened this beautiful woman in front of me had just done the most simple thing to me. We still had several hours before we made it to New York and I wasn't sure what was going to happen when we got there but I was definitely sure whatever did happen was not about to compare to this moment right here.
We arrived in New York on the warm August Tuesday morning. The air was crisp and clean and everything at the Manhattan terminal was quick. Nothing I was ever used to. We grabbed a quick bite at a small cafe before we hitched a ride with some totally stoned out hippies, they too were headed to West Lake. All through our meal, we heard the group's excitement and thrill as they boasted about the Three Days of Peace and Music. After all these years their names have escaped me but June's peace group partaking got us both a ride up to the festival.
The van was ordinary on the inside and out, it wasn't what you expect some twenty-somethings to be driving around preaching about sex drugs and rock and roll. The driver, I think his name might have been Chip, offered us some of his space brownies as soon as we boarded.
June smiled politely and said Thank You before sitting down on the floor in the back next to a beautiful blonde woman. The blonde was also breathtaking she wore this green long sleeve button up top that showed her stomach, her breast was full like two moons, much fuller than June's and for any other woman I had ever seen up close for that matter.
When the blonde reached across the van to give me a warm embrace I noticed her breast as she was free with no restrictions. Everyone in New York seemed so different from what I was used to. We saw these types of people on tv and in movies never in Morganville. The overall combo June was wearing was temptation enough now I was to face the women of the world in liberating clothing.
At least the guys that joined us in the van after putting their bags on top looked like me, regular shirts vest and trousers. Except for this one guy, he sat next to June and stroked her hair, I remember him in particularly because I couldn't believe how mad I got when he flirted with her right in front of me like she was my girlfriend or something. A few hours ago she had her mouth on my cock and my seed in her throat that had to at least consider us something. He was wearing a parsley leaf blouse that he somehow forgot to button with his denim trousers that had several rips in. His blonde hair and bare feet had June eating out the palm of his hand as he caressed her face.
June can sense my jealous a few hours into our journey as she fed me my first piece of space cake to take the edge off. Everyone telling me to chill out was the least of my worries. I had never had marijuana before the inside of that van, in fact, I had only stolen some beer once from my father and spit up after discovering he trashed his butts inside the cans. I am not really sure what happened but from what I remember I was shirtless, shoeless and analyzing the amount of grass back out my parents home. I looked over at June, who was laughing and smiling with the other passengers the blonde stroked my hair and laughed at me as I continued to tell her how beautiful her hair was. June fell immensely into the love of mister shirt he was spoon feeding her a square shaped object which I later to discover was dabs of LSD on a sugar cube.
I ate more of the brownies as I was hungrier than I thought I would be after eating such a large breakfast, the blonde kissed me and then kissed June taking both of our faces together to passionately make out with each of us briefly before turning us loose on each other. I couldn't keep my hands off of her, we made out for what seemed like days. My hands finding her body and holding and squeezing on every part of it. Her breast was erect on my fingers and her hair was fisted in my knuckles.
About half way there the driver pulled over, telling us we were going to have to walk the rest of the way. People had abandoned their cars on the highway into the festival already. We each piled out of the car grabbing what belongings we brought with us. For miles, you could see cars and vans unorganized and littering the highway making it near to impossible to get through by car any further. Before we all started walking, June and the blonde had exchanged a few words. I could see the blonde smile and nod her head from my distance before she escorted June to the other side of the van. By turning my head slightly I can see the girls changing into different attires and laughing about it. June was freeing her breast from her bra, as she tossed it onto to the side of the road.
The blonde handed her this yellow fabric which turned out to be parsley yellow sundress. My eyes pretending to look away from her as she slipped the soft cotton over her beautiful plump breast and down her very sexy pale body. The blonde to changed into a fringed corduroy brown top with similar brown shorts. Picking some flowers from a nearby bush June placed them into their hair and shortly emerged to the rest of the group. The women in our group were knockouts I had no idea what to expect at the festival.
