Chapter 28. - Seafood Meal.
"I'm feeling a lot better, now where were we before we left?" Yana said teasingly.
After we were both seated in the front of her mini.
"Hmm somewhere like this." I replied.
"Hmm, I thought we were." Yana said saucily.
"Shall we go somewhere?" I casually asked.
"I want to ravish you and leave you breathless." Yana huskily whispered in my ear. Her hand running over my chest.
"Ah not here Yana." I said.
"Oh, so you want to feel loved like a girl do you?" Yana said.
"What?" I said in shock.
"I tease you." Yana said as she pushed me.
"Shall we go home?" I said.
"Tempting, but I don't want to do it with your parent's in earshot. " Yana said.
"Why the sudden modesty?" I asked.
"Just me, how would you feel if one our twins brought a girl home, and they were very loud that we couldn't sleep?" Yana asked.
"I see your point." I replied. And then I craned my neck to start kissing Yana all over.
I started kissing her all over, her neck, her lips, her cheeks. She turned in her seat and met my kisses.
"Hmm I know a place we can go." Yana mentioned.
"Is it nice?" I replied as I nuzzled into her.
"Yes very nice. And free, Shall we go there?" Yana asked.
"Yes lets go there. I can't wait." I panted in between kissing her. I kissed her like this was my last night on earth.
"Yes lets go, I think you like it?" Yana said as she dis engaged from me and spun around to face the wheel. Then started the mini up.
"Yana is it close? I am so ready to explode. Your beauty has an effect on me." I said.
"Nyet, not far." Yana answered as she reversed out of the parking space.
She drove about five minutes' drive away her hand resting on my inner thigh the whole way. Except for when she had to change gears as it was a manual.
"Stupid ex husband should have bought automatic car; I can harass you better in Automatic. But I like the fact that my little Shmel' is manual. " Yana said.
"Shmel?" I asked.
"Sorry, I name car. Shmel is Russian for Bumblebee. Because it is yellow and black and has a sting." Yana said with a slight giggle in her voice. And it did in fact remind me of a bee a well, The Yellow body, the roof, wing mirrors and wheel arches all in black. Not to mention the black interior.
Yana was in fact an aggressive driver, regularly driving at sixty plus kilometres an hour even though the limit was fifty. She drove in a zippy way. Sometimes she would stretch the gears. Leaving it till the last minute to change up a gear. I was thankful that BMW even though they had copied the mini from the original English design had included a duplicate speedo prominently in the middle of the dashboard.
We got to where we were going a local lagoon.
"The lagoon, I was expecting a motel." I said to Yana.
"Not worry, I know a spot. Where no one can see us. Svetlana told me about it. And I used to come here and play with myself sometimes." Yana said as she drove down the long driveway to the carpark.
I struck me how unhappy she must have been if she felt the need to come to a public place and rub one off in her car. It saddened me. She drove slowly around the small car park that had around twenty parking spaces in it. The lagoon was on one side and a slight hill on the other. It was if she was looking for a specific space in particular. All of a sudden she stopped and reversed into a space underneath a large pine tree. We actually parked underneath one of the tree's branches. She reversed right up close the rear tyres of the mini knocking the kerb at the end of the parking space. Apart from us the parking space was empty. She applied the handbrake and turned the ignition off.
"This is where I used to come when I was felling lonely and unwanted. I used to come here a lot." Yana confessed.
"I know this place is nice but isn't it a little public?" I stated.
"Nyet, you would think so. But it isn't. First of all, we are looking down on everyone. The tree blocks us, and no one comes here during the week. Except the odd runner and they run along the water's edge. Now stop worrying. Stop being a babushka and let me please you." Yana commanded.
With that, she reached across the short distance and made the front seat recline right back so I was nearly lying flat. She reached across and started to unfasten my pants and belt. She undid the belt and pants and then climbed on top of top straddling me in the laid-back passenger seat. She then dove her head and passionately kissed me. Running her hands all over my head, down my neck and into the interior of my shirt. Her hands cam up and undid my shirt buttons and then she roughly pulled my shirt apart, exposing my naked chest to the world, if the world was looking. She kissed me hungrily as she made her way down my chest. Stopping at each nipple to kiss and lick my nipple. At one point she bit on my nipple.
"Ow." I cried. Ass eh bit down on my nipple. Leaving a bright pink mark.
"That is so Penny, Jeanette, and your mother., Know you're mine." Yana said.
"Nice to know." I said back to her. And I grabbed by the head and brought her head into contact with me, and I passionately and roughly kissed her. As we kissed I reached up and undid her jacket and blouse buttons. Yana slid her jacket off and it fell onto the vacant driver's seat. I then ran my hands up to her shoulders and slid her red satin blouse down and off, so it fell onto the footwell of the passenger's side. Exposing her lingerie. She was wearing a black Bustier very similar to the one she had worn previously. Only black with red roses instead of white with punk roses. She was still straddling my waist. Our mouths locked in an enthusiastic wet kiss.
"You like?" She teasingly asked.
I just looked at her wide eyed and nodded that I liked it.
"Good it same as the white one only black. This was called lust." She said.
"Lust indeed." I said in reply. As I reached up to the Bustier and clawed her tits free from the cups.
"Oh, you naughty boy." She cooed. As she ran her hand down to my crotch and wrapped her pink nailed fingers around my increasingly hard cock.
She proceeded to give me a few rapid tugs. As she did. My manhood seemed to get a mind of it's own. Responding to Yana's tugs with increasing hardness. I could feel the blood coursing through my arteries filling it with warm, potent blood. Yana moved back to the drivers seat. Kneeling on it. Her head hovering over my hardness. She poked her tongue out and licked my tip. Cheekily running her tongue around it like a huge, pink lollipop. I reached my right hand out and cupped her left breast hand and started to play with and feel it. Squeezing and rubbing her breast flesh and pinching her firm erect nipple between my fingers.
