I took Jack by surprise when I rapped my arms around him and kissed him. I trailed my fingers down his back over his coat. Then I slowed down, he was so quiet I was afraid that I did the wrong thing. For a moment I quit kissing him and leaned back. In the pale green light I could still see him. I leaned up to kiss him again, I couldn't fight the pull of his warm strong mouth. My left hand slid up his chest to his shoulder and clutched his hair. It felt as if silk was around my fingers while his tongue flickered with shear power and softness against mine, I was so turned on that I thought for sure I'd go mad.
His eyes turned warmer, his body loosened, and his kisses started to match my own. I was pushing against him, my thigh brushing against his knee and rubbing against his leg. It had been so long since I had done something with someone new, I felt so nervous inside. My hands found his small, cute ass and pulled him closer to me.
Then we both were holding still, looking at each other. My eyes lifted to meet his and I hoped he wasn't going to judge. Awkwardness seamed to fill the space between us. I knew if I held still it was going to be way too uncomfortable. My hands reached inside of his jacket, trying not to shake, trailing my fingers down his chest, and then gently rubbed his nipple with my thumb through his shirt. Shudders rippled through him and he raised his hips forward. My fingers roamed over him, feeling his nipples and caressing the powerful muscles of his chest. Easily I slipped my hands under his shirt, hairs tickling my arm. This was the first densely covered hairy chest I had ever felt. His body began to relax and his hands found my chest. Gently he held me and tenderly squeezed my nipples. Our mouths came together, gently caressing each other's tongues and running our fingers through each others silky hair. He was a better kisser than I had ever dreamed.
His body pulled me closer and I leaned against the door, ceasing all thought. On the narrowness of the soft bench we lay close together. I led the way by stroking his hip, nervously rubbing the curvy boneyness of his pelvic bone. We were so close to each other, his eyes almost looking into my mind.
Jack's hand rested on my bare stomach. At first my body twitched against his hand, but his touch was light and I tried not to move. His fingers roamed the plains of my abdomen. The slight roughness of his fingers reminded me of his job, I'd watched him work so many times. He was good, very good, and rarely didn't know how to fix a machine. The same intelligence and strength seemed to be showing now. His fingers moved slowly to meet my smooth silk bra. Points came out through the material, creating miniature mountains of hard wrinkled flesh on top of the two very large globes. His touch was so gentle my body felt like it was burning and my pussy was already drenched.
His eyes widened and, as my legs started moving in pleasure, his body became hard against me including his dick. With a curious eye, I slowly moved my hand down to his hip, trailed my fingers over his pelvic bone, and slid my hand against his thigh. He smiled and did the same in return.
A shiver of pleasure caused a moan to come from the back of my throat, causing my back to arch forward, pushing my chest against his, and moving my hand up to the warm hardness between Jack's legs. The crystal blue globes of his eyes disappeared for a few seconds and he smiled at me.
Strong fingers reached around my back, molding my sides like clay beneath his hands, and unhooked my bra. His mouth descended upon mine and our tongues seamed to dance against each other. His mouth seemed to control mine, leading the way and caressing my bottom lip.
Four pops sounded, signaling the release of the top half of my body as my bra was pushed off. For a moment his eyes looked into mine and then descended down to my chest. I smiled, this was my most joyful asset, but I didn't expect him to just stare. In the green hazy light coming from the radio's clock in the dashboard I saw his hands slowly cup the undersides of my breasts and lift them to attention. Jack seemed to be astounded at the size of my tits. "Do you like?" I asked.
An odd grin came over his face. "Yes!" he half choked - half laughed, "Yes, I do!"
His tongue descended upon my chest, flicking the tip of my nipple with his tongue with such powerful strokes that it sent currents of electricity through my body. No man had ever had this effect on my body before. I leaned back against the door again, my head tilting back where my forehead was touching the glass and I could see the stars and my car at the same time.
Reality struck for a moment and I felt some guilt, but it quickly rushed away again as I remembered my best friend saying that I needed to start making myself happy. The adrenaline that was pumping through me collided and mixed with the alcohol I had been drinking earlier. I more than knew what I was doing, though, Jack was a sexy guy and I took the opportunity that had been given. By pleasuring him I would be making myself happy and hopefully him too, that was it and nothing more.
My hand trailed across his chest again, letting my fingers run between the hairs on his chest. The muscles in my pelvis tightened as my fingers fell onto the crotch of his jeans. He was hard, huge, and I was instantly transfixed on it. However much I may have wanted to go slowly, I couldn't. My fingers found the buttons of his pants and pulled on the restrictive fabric. After a slight struggle, the button was freed and his zipper undone. Small, cute, underwear was found and he sat up to push them down. My mouth found his neck and massaged the tendons there with my tongue. He smelled so good, an arousing mixture of cigarettes, woodsmoke, and cologne that seemed to be making me so horny I was almost dizzy.
When I moved my hand a smooth, extremely large, very hard dick rested in my palm. "Damn," I thought, "I figured he'd be huge, but, FUCK!" He leaned back, exhaling, and I took the opportunity to kiss him. My left hand roamed the back of his neck, my fingers ran through his hair, pulling him to me as his fingers flowed through the river of my hair and held me to him. His chest hair tickled my tits and I felt my nipples become even harder. His dick was a heavy fragile thing in my hands, I was so excited at seeing this wondrous creature that I could hardly contain myself. This marvelous thing was gorgeous and I instantly wanted it in my mouth. In some strange way he turned me on. In some odd way from the very first time I dreamed about him I knew that he would.
Jack's long boney fingers, slightly callused from over use, trailed down my arm and cupped my hand making me hold him even tighter. Waves of electricity flowed through me like never before. I'd never been so turned on and so wanting to bring someone else more pleasure than was humanly possible.
I began kissing his chest, allowing my tongue to roam across his nipple then to the other, licking it teasingly, then trailing a path down to his bellybutton, and then back up again to his nipples before kissing him again.
With one last kiss and both of us pulling on the back of each other's necks with desire, I leaned down to look at his dick for the first time in plain view. It was very muscular and good sized, but extremely long, the longest I had seen, and it was just perfect for sucking. His hand pushed against my head, I guess he didn't know how much I enjoyed doing this. Tiny kisses flowed from my mouth starting at the head of his dick to down to near his balls. While his left hand was still clutched around my head, his other had begun to rub against my nipple, not grabbing it, but holding it in his hand and rubbing it against his palm. I inhaled deeply and he smelled wonderful. I finally kissed his head and opened my mouth and let him slide inside.
A slight moan was all I heard and then nothing. My tongue followed in line with my mouth, rubbing across the underside as my mouth slid up and down. In a minute he hadn't moved much, just pushed his hip toward me. He was so silent I was worried he didn't like it. First times happen with everything. As I leaned back my head and looked up he began to move and his eyes were looking down at me with a fixed grin on his face. When his fingers started running through my hair, I knew he liked it. I sucked as hard as I could, flicking my tongue along the underside of the head of his dick. He moaned and I slid my mouth down his wonderful cock. I had to struggle to get him down my throat he was so long and I still had room left! He moaned again and an incredible shiver of pleasure ran through me as my quiet, powerful, intelligent, Jack relaxed and let me take over as I proceeded to try to bring him as much pleasure as I could.
He was sitting so perfectly still that I didn't know if he liked it for sure, then his hands moved to my shoulders and rubbed them lightly. His left hand suddenly moved and clutched the bottom of the steering wheel. This was my chance to see how good he thought it felt. My right hand grazed gently across his wrist, and had barely touched his hand before he held mine tightly. Slowly I forced my neck muscles to move my head in a faster rhythm. Every downward motion caused his hand to hold mine tighter. His dick was tasting better every second and my legs couldn't hold still anymore. I hadn't been this turned on in a long time from merely sucking like that and I hadn't enjoyed it this much in a long time, either.
His hand was like a vise over mine now, but it didn't hurt in the least bit. He let go and held onto the wheel again, I guess he thought it was hurting me. My left hand replaced my right caressing his dick with my thumb and fingers while moving in the same pace as my mouth. His right hand trailed down to my bare arm, his fingers running over my left elbow. For once the touch didn't bother me on that sensitive spot where my arm had been broken years ago leaving a scar that no one could touch. I moaned and as his long boney fingers wrapped around my breast and two fingers rubbed against my nipple. I moaned his name as I caressed his extremely hard dick in my mouth, but I don't think he understood me.
