Gary Lockett drove all over town in an old Caribbean green top down Chevy looking for Dana Scruer, the dishy girl whom he'd made love to so passionately three weeks ago. Still he couldn't find her after that wonderful event. Now he found himself cruising the country lane, beautiful sights on both sides but he was getting pissed off and nowhere to go. Then suddenly up ahead he spotted a babe walking along the right side of the lane. On her shoulder slung a hobo bag and over her head was a baseball cap in which the pony tail ran through the hole at the back. From her curly blonde locks to that head-banging sexy movement of her ass under the mini skirt as she walked on her desert boots, his pulse rate increased. He thought that she could be Dana. So he slowed down. If she wasn't Dana, then he'd fuck her just the same. He'd been such a horny goat waiting too long for Dana to turn up. As she heard his car approached she turned around and jerked her thumb up apparently trying to get a ride.
It was her for chrissakes. "Hey Dana?" He called out in big surprise and halted the car by her side taking in that lovely face and body that so enamored him. Her eyes were obscured by wrapped around amber shades and her sensual lips just had light pink lipstick on.
"Yeah, you know me?!" she asked a bit perplexed although she appeared validating her own recognition of him.
"How could you be so forgetful? It's me Gary!" He responded excitedly gesturing his hand to himself. "I've been looking for you for so damn long."
Her hands flew on each side of her cheeks and shrieked. "Gary!!!"
"C'mon. Hop in! I've been thinking you might have gotten stuck in a haystack," he said in jest leaning across to open the door for her.
"Oh Gary!" she exclaimed. "Yeah, I've been stuck in a haystack and I've just gotten out," she laughed. She got in the car slumping heavily on the leather seat flashing her white panties as her short skirt would allow. Gary swallowed with difficulty at the lusty display of her panties breathtakingly holding there while she spun and threw her bag behind the back seat.
"What are you looking at? Perving on me huh?" she said with a combined look of innocence and enthusiasm. Gary felt his cock zoomed to hardness in his loose khaki shorts as she moved closer to him and draped her left leg over his right thigh. She hauled up her skirt to give him a fuller view of her crotch. His eyes glued on her panties that snug across utterly outlining a pouty pussy. He was speechless. But the look on his face showed appreciation.
"You don't want just to stare, do you? I know you're dying to touch it. Go on, help yourself," she urged.
Gary leaned over her and put his right arm around her shoulder. Despite her slight sweaty condition her all woman smell was alluring. An amused smile crossed her lips as his left hand reached down on her knee and crept up on her bare thigh to feel that enticing mound she offered him to touch. Soon as he reached the snug panties, his trembling fingers rubbed up and down through the thin stretchy fabric. The middle finger traced the soft cleft and the poking clit. She brought the other leg up on the seat which all the more exhilarated his sense of touching her in that very intimate part. Then the leg closed in over his hand as she giggled at the sheer pleasure.
"Nice, been a long time Dana," he hissed managing to pinch her clitty before running his hand at the back of her silky thigh.
"Wowee!" she sighed and grabbed his head and kissed him hungrily. Gary welcomed her kiss with ardor. They tangled their tongues and probed into each other's mouths like they wanted to tickle their tonsils. When their lips pulled apart, Gary quickly told her how he missed her.
"Oh Gary I missed you too," she said throwing him a sultry look. Her right hand started unbuttoning his plaid shirt with cut off sleeves that showed off fairly toned arm muscle. As the shirt opened her hand slipped through and felt his tanned skin from chest and down to his flat hard tummy and the bulge of his khaki shorts.
"Hmmm, this is yummy," she croaked as she rubbed her hand over the rigid outline of his cock beneath his khakis. Gary was overtly excited and kissed her again while lifting his ass a bit from the seat as he felt her hand sneaked inside one leg of his shorts and searched the hardness beneath. Easily, she captured the head of his bare cock and stroked it like a doorknob.
"Gary, let's go and find a place to fuck," Dana said with urgency when she broke off the kiss. "Would you like me to go down on you now?"
"No Dana, not here. It's too open. I think there's a side road up ahead not too far from here where there are lots of big maple trees. We could park under one," Gary said, his hands setting back on the steering wheel and the shift lever to drive on.
"And fuck our brains out," she whispered in his ear and then stood gleefully putting her hands on the top of the windshield as the car cruised on the smooth lane. Gary had difficulty keeping his eyes on the road as her bun-baring panties were on show under the skirt that was kept up by the breeze.
"Whew, man I love this. America, so beautiful…the view…Wow! This is utterly paradise… Gary you're my man, my gladiator, the lance of my delight. We shall rule this fucking world!" she cried out on top of her lungs throwing a fist in the air and then turning to him with her blouse upturned to bare her beautiful ample breasts.
At last Gary found the side road and swung his car onto it until there was that huge leafy tree to park underneath. Soon as he cut the engine, Dana didn't wait for him to open the door for her and got out of the car and stretched her body, bending side by side and twisting her torso with hands on hips and strong shapely legs spread apart. Gary got out and stood transfixed by the door viewing her feline movement. His mouth tightened as he gazed at the expanse of her tanned bare legs. When she bent down to reach her toes alternately with her left and right fingertips, her round ass flashing those tiny white panties straining across proved too much for him. It allowed him to differentiate her butt crack from the cleft of her pussy. He retrieved a flannel picnic mantle from the back seat and flung it across the back hood vaguely knowing what to do with it without taking his eyes off on her booty.
Dana leaned her back on the side of the Chevy and Gary hurried around in front of her. He held her hips and shoved his throbbing erection against the center of her, grinding and thrusting. Then she made a quivering moan as she felt the effect of it.