Karl stopped the car and turned off the motor. Bethanne gazed outside at the expanse of fields on either side of them. "Why are we stopping here?" she asked.
They'd been driving around, just enjoying each another's company-- talking about their dreams and hopes, their frustrations and problems--and before they knew it, they were out of the city and onto what appeared to be a deserted side road.
Now Karl look over at Beth and smiled. "I thought we could use a little break."
She nodded in agreement, then he watched, surprised, as she began to undo the buttons of her blouse.
"Just what sort of break did you have in mind?" he asked.
"An enjoyable one," was her reply. Then she whispered, "Feel my breasts." More a request than a command, but he would have willingly responded to either.
Karl leaned over and slipped his hand into her shirt, cupped her breast, squeezed it firmly. Her eyes closed as his thumb rubbed her nipple, circling it, pushing it in. He moved her blouse aside, bent down and covered her nipple with his mouth. He ran his teeth back and forth across it, felt its hardness with his tongue.
Beth sighed and turned slightly towards him. He grasped both her breasts, pushed them together and ran his mouth from one nipple to the other, flicking his tongue across and around each one, sucking and nibbling at them, smelling and tasting the sweetness of her naked flesh. Beth squirmed on the seat and parted her legs slightly.
As Karl continued to suckle her breasts, his hand slid down her thigh, then up beneath her skirt. His fingers slipped into her panties, felt the warmth and wetness of her pussy. They moved between her lips and found their way to the hollowness of her sex. As she enjoyed t thrusting in and easing out of his fingers, his mouth sucking and tugging at her breasts, Bethanne moaned with growing excitement.
She gripped Karl's head with one hand, pressed it more firmly into her bosom, and with the other she grabbed at his hand between her legs, shoving it harder and faster into her cunt.
