It's a warm day as I drive us through the empty countryside. You wear a short, flared sundress, top straps over your shoulders, halter style, tied at the back of your neck. No panties.
As I wind us through the tree lined road, my right-hand slithers across your thigh, and I gently stroke from your knee to your hip, sliding under your dress. We do not look at each other.
My eyes are on the road. I hear your quickly-caught breath as I slide my palm down the inside of your thigh, so my little finger barely brushes your pussy. Your legs widen, but just a little, you tease.
I reach across, push your right thigh up against the door, and pull your left towards me until it touches the center console. Now you are wide open for my as you lean your head back and close your eyes.
I can feel your wetness as I dance my fingertips across your cunt, then gently pry open your lips with my thumb and middle finger, gently caressing your little nub with feathery strokes from my index.
Your breath shudders when I stop. You begin to tilt your head forward, but I take your hand, holding your finger and guide it to your pussy, using it to pull one side of your labia open.
You know what to do, you know what I want, and without opening your eyes, you pull your cunt lips wide open for me.
I hover, but do nothing... yet you cock your head, as if using your other senses to know what I'm going to do next...
You lick your fingers, getting them all wet and slippery, and start tracing the outline of your pussy, slick and smooth, getting closer and closer to your pink sweet spot.
Swirling your fingers around your clit, your hips writhing and bucking, you slip my two fingers inside. You look to see that I'm watching. You want all my attention, and you have it, even though one eye is on the empty road ahead.
Your pussy is ripe and ready, so wet, your fingers coated with your juices. You lick one dripping finger and suck it dry, then you lean over to coat my lips. Now glistening with your essence, I can't help but press my lips on yours, tasting you...
I suck your juices from your tongue, twisting your head so I can still see the road - I want my heaven on Earth - we can wait for our final reward - right now, it's about this moment; you and I are alone in the universe.
Our lips sucking, our tongues dancing, I pull the bow at the back of your neck, letting the halter of your sundress fall, releasing your luscious breasts. With one quick last kiss, I lean you back in your seat. The hem of your little dress is already up around your waist as I tug on it... upwards. I turn my head, looking you directly in those beautiful eyes.
"Take it off".
"Here?"
"Here and now."
I smile, and laugh, with a decided amount of evil, and add, "Please."
You reach down and pull the dress up, over your rich blond mane, and let it fall into the back seat. You are completely nude now, save for your high heel sandals, a necklace and your earrings. I unzip my pants, and you smile and lean in, helping me free my already stiff cock. I raise up a little, and together, we lower my pants just enough to be clear of the zipper.
You use two hands, circling my cock, slowly moving up and down. You are always so beautiful so cute, and being just over five feet, it's easy for you to kneel on the floor in front of your seat and stretch over.
Your tongue lashes out for a coy teasing lick on the tip of my dick, before crooking your head. You strain slightly up as I meet you half way. Our lips touch and open to each other, tongues meeting for a second before you turn way, sliding your wet lips around my cock and swallowing all the way down to my pubic bone, closing yourself around me...
How I would love to lean back and enjoy your slick wet lips sucking at the base of my cock, my head nudging into your throat, but I have to follow this winding road. You pull back off after a few seconds of undulating every part of your mouth on me cock, take a gasp of breath and suckle just the head between your lips, softly applying that divine little vacuum. It drives me wild when you flicker butterfly licks on the sensitive underside, just below the helmet. I am as hard as I have ever been as I lick my right middle finger and reach across your back, slithering down into your smooth crack. As you purse your lips tightly and begin a steady up-and-down, I feign trying to reach your pussy. I could, but that's not what I want from my naked darling.
I rub my wet finger around the rim of your tight little asshole and gently wiggle just the tip inside. I feel your mouth tighten on me, the vibrations of the soft moan that escapes you tingling against my shaft. I ease my digit inside, until your sweet cheeks stop my other fingers splayed out across your sweetest of asses.
I pump slowly in and out, mirroring the movement of your mouth on me, small gasps escaping as you suck my cock, naked in the car, with my finger fucking your asshole.
You pull off, looking up as I look down, straining your parted lips towards mine. I meet you halfway for a brief lick and kiss, then straighten up, taking the turnoff I've been waiting for down a heavily forested lane. We disengage, my finger slipping from your anus as you sit back, legs splayed wide, fingers roaming your sopping wet cunt. I slip my hand in with yours, mingling your juice between our fingers.
"We're here."
You exhale long and slowly, "Thank God."
Turning off to our favorite lonely spot, I park at the edge of a small clearing. By the time we come together at the front of the car, I am naked. You reach out, palming the underside of my stiff rod, as I slide my fingers across your flowing cunt. We kiss long, deeply as if reunited after months apart, consuming each other.
I take hold of your waist, hoisting you up to sit on the edge of the hood. You lean back, your arms stretched out behind you, holding you up, and open your legs wide for me.
"Is this what you want, baby? Is this why you brought me all the way out here?"