(Please note: I wrote this as a romance between two women who became lovers, not a hot sexual romp. If your looking for such a story, I'm sure there are many here on the LIT site.)
I was traveling alone some where between Sacramento and hell, after picking up my 2010, ice blue convertible BMW Z4, at the dealership. I was driving back home to Virginia City, Nevada, in hopes of a fantastic night with my lover. She and I had been together a few years, and with my career in full swing, I wanted to treat her to one beautiful night of passion.
I pulled into a truck stop to refuel and relax. I found my way inside to the restroom and pulled the ponytail holder from my hair looking in the restroom mirror, after washing my face and arms. I wanted to take off my shirt and bathe my chest and breasts in the coolness of the water, but took a wet towel and wiped down instead.
I brushed out my hair, leaving it down for a bit, admiring my reflection, and thought of Rhianna as I did. I missed her brushing my hair at night, and the feel of her body against me, and the taste of her sweet lips and tongue entwined with mine.
I felt the heat build up between my legs, and the wetness begin to flow into my panties at the thought of her. My thoughts were interrupted by the ring of my cell phone, I pulled it from my pocket and looked at it, not that I had to, I knew the ring. "Hi baby."
"Hi baby yourself. Where the hell are you Sierra? I thought you would be home hours ago?"
"I stopped at some truck stop to stretch out and piss. Damn, it took longer at the dealer than it should have."
"I miss you Sierra. I want you home. Two days alone is too long."
"I will baby, soon, just a few more hours." I took a deep breath, looked around to see if anyone else was listening, "I want to feel your pussy on my mouth Rhi, I want to kiss and love you baby girl. I want you hot and ready when I get home because I'm going to fuck you and love you hard."
"Oh yes mommy, please," I heard her groan, "I want you so much."
"Keep that up and you'll be worn out before I get there." I knew she was playing with herself, it was something she liked to do when we talked on the phone. "You better not get so wet that I can't keep my tongue on you."
"I'll stop, I'll stop, just let me come one more time!" she groaned, a low silky growl coming from deep with in her throat. "Mommy, tell me what you're going to do to make me come?"
I was walking across the parking lot to the car, my keys in one hand, as I fondled the fob to unlock it, my cell still stuck to my ear. "I have a new toy for you. Something that I can sink deep into your hot box, fuck you from behind, make love to you on top. Feel you sitting on my lap, sliding up and down on me so I can suck your hot nipples! I'm going to make you scream for me baby girl, scream with desire for me."
"I'm coming mommy. Oh Sierra, oh momma!"
I slid into the seat and shut out the world, my hand was on my own pussy, hot and wet from her sounds. "Oh god baby girl, I want to love you so bad! My fingers aren't enough! I want to grind into you baby, love you." I was panting at want of her as I touched myself. It was a good thing that I had parked off alone, because if not, they would have gotten a show. "Come Rhi, come, I want to hear you. Scream baby, come baby."
She made some soft, deep sounds, and built up to a raspy growling moan. Her voice burst, screaming out as I knew she would, "Oh god Yes! Yes Momma, yes! Oh fuck yes!"
I knew she could hear my breathing hasten as I came when she came, adding to her pleasure. Panting at the end of her heightened bliss she whispered, "I love you Sierra, I love you."
"I love you too Rhianna."
I pulled my fingers from my sopping lips and tasted of myself, a slow moan crossing my throat. "Rhianna, I'll be home in a few hours, I love you."
"I love you too." I lay the phone in the console and cranked the car, pulling from the parking lot and back on to the highway, headed towards Virginia City.
***
As I drove, I thought about Rhianna. She was so young when we met, but so mature for her twenty-three years. She was exactly what I had needed when I found her. My third husband and I had divorced, and I was still adjusting to being alone when we met at a book signing I was doing.
She loved my writing and just couldn't get over the way I spun my words. She wanted to talk, but I so busy. As soon as the last person left, and I was picking up my things, she was at my side again. I invited her to dinner and we met at a small bistro just down from the bookstore.
Our conversation was light, and she laughed at every little thing. I was impressed by her wit, she was dazzling, intelligent, and incredibly beautiful. My heart did flip-flops when she reached over and touched my hand after I had dropped my napkin. I looked up to stare into the most precious cinnamon brown eyes I had ever seen. Something tugged at me, and I wanted to kiss her.
"Come back to my hotel with me?" I whispered, my face with in inches of hers.
"I would like that very much." a small tuft of hair fell to brush her cheek.
I had never been with a woman before, much less a girl half my age, and I didn't understand the feelings that were brewing inside of my body. My pussy was even heated at the thought of this beautiful young woman in my company.
We took our bottle of wine and went back to my room. I poured us each a glass, and sat with her. She told me how she came to live in the busy city, and what her career consisted of. We talked of my books, and how she followed my writings, she wanted to know about my future writings, and so many other things.
As the night wore on, I found myself touching her in ways I never thought I would touch a woman. I was caressing her chest through her sheer blouse, and running my fingers up and down her neck and shoulder, but it was she who made the first real move.
"Sierra," she hesitated briefly as she moved closer to me, almost straddling my lap. I could feel the heat of her against my left leg as she sat over me. "Sierra, I'm going to do something now that I have never done, but always wanted to do since the first time I saw you."
Her lips grazed mine, and I could taste the sweetness of her kiss as well as the tartness of the wine. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders, and she ground her pussy into my leg. I put my arms around her waist and pulled her into me, finding her ass with my hand, moving with her motions, and feeling the heat build in my own body.
"Rhianna." I moaned into her mouth, her tongue entwined with mine. Her skirt had worked up and I found my hands massaging her tight ass, fondling the lace of her panties. Her fingers were in my hair, and palms across my cheeks as our kiss deepened. She ground into my chest with her pert breasts and I felt my nipples jump to attention as she did.
Rhianna's hand left my face, reaching back and taking my arm, moving it so that her hand was clasped with mine, and then pushed it between her legs. She pushed my fingers with hers into her panties, and I felt how wet she had become. I could feel my own pussy throb under its confines as my fingers brushed her naked lips.
"Sierra," she groaned, pushing my fingers into her slickness, "make me come. Make me come for you." her lips never left mine and she nipped and licked at me.
