The raw sexual energy between Macy and me at that moment was unlike any I have ever felt before. It seemed almost palpable. Stripped bare of our conventional morality, and charged with pure primal drives we surged for each other. Like the sparks of a Tesla coil the energy seem to course through us, and arch between us.
Our lustful desires for crude raw enraptured passion were fueled by the events of the night. The whirlpool of lewd and licentious desires, and salacious actions had obscured all the conventional boundaries of our normal behavior. The heat of the night, and the heat of passion had us both in their grasp, and there was only one way to release the pent up energy.
I reached for Macy and pulled her near naked body close. She pressed her back tight against my chest and her ass pressed against my hard cock, as I kissed her neck. My hands moved over Macy's body and I forcefully kneaded both of her milky white breasts. Pulling her tight against me as Tom's tail lights faded from view.
We were alone, however there were still two other cars parked near by and the owners could show up at any time. That possibility did nothing to deter Macy as she franticly open her shorts, and let them fall to her feet. Her needs and carnal desires feverishly driving her on.
Macy had a look of pure concupiscence in her eyes. The pent up need for her own sexual release was pushing her far beyond what her normal reserved demeanor would ever allow. The lines between want and need, acceptable and aberrant, love and lust, all now obscure memories.
Macy at that moment had the look of both prey and predator. She was ready to consume and be consumed, and she needed them both.
I moved my hand down over Macy's body feeling her react as my fingers grazed over her black lace covered pubic mound. I pressed the lace between the folds of her pussy causing her to gasped, and bite her lower lip to keep from crying out. Macy's head pressed back against my shoulder and her body trembled with anticipation as the lace pressed against her hard clit for the first time. The smooth soft black silk and the slight coarseness of the lace added to the sensations. With a few short strokes she was gasping and her body shuddered as her tension mounted.
I could feel how wet her panties were as I slowly stroked her pussy. Her journey of sexual exploration and liberation had her little panties soaked. I curled my fingers into the slick silky fabric. With one quick forceful snap of my wrist the lace was ripped from her body.
Macy was lost in a haze of sexual exhilaration. Her body alive with sexual energy. My once demure wife was unable to believe what she had just done, and what was now happening to her. Her mind swimming she was whispering softly to herself, "oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." The swirl of physical sensations and emotional liberation caring her to new dizzying heights.
I tossed the small patch of wet black lace onto the hood of the car stepped back, and took a second to drink in Macy's beauty. There my wife stood for any observant passer-by to see. In just her heels, and a nervous wonton smile. Looking more radiantly beautiful and overtly sexual then I have ever seen her.
Her skin gleamed in the soft defused half light at the back of the parking lot. The small white triangles left by her bikini on her breasts and neatly trimmed pussy seemed pail and bright. While Macy's tan flesh took on an even deeper bronze glow. Partially because of the soft light, and partially because of the flush of exhilaration after having tit fucked and sucked off our young friend Tom just a short time ago.
Every muscle in my body rippled to life. I could feel the sexual energy course through me. The sweat cascading over my body as the heat of passion fueled my desire. I felt like a big cat about to pounce.
As I approached her Macy braced herself against the front of the car, and with a look of longing on her face totally surrendered herself to me body mind and spirit. She trusted me with the gift of total control of her sexual hunger. Knowing that I would make sure she feasted before the night was over.
It took every ounce of control that I had to keep from fucking her in that moment. I wanted to fuck her as much as she wanted to be fucked, but surrendered herself to me, and this was a gift I intended not to squander.
I moved my fingers gently from her cheek to her long sweet neck. With a caressing touch... Slowly moving down over her shoulders and chest. Macy seemed so alive as my touch made every nerve ending tingle. She lightly sighed with each breath as I continued my soft exploration of her body. Her mind dizzy with the liberation of sexual surrender.
The sultry temperature, and the tumultuous heat of passion caused Macy to sweat. Her breathing was deep and rapid. My fingers traced the paths the beads of sweat left, as they slowly ran down her naked torso. The little rivulet courses flowing and following every contour of her curvaceous body.
My fingers moved lightly teasing her alert nerve endings, as I followed the glistening tracks. One little drop ran down over her heaving breast clinging to her nipple as it grew. I lowered my mouth, and with just the tip of my tongue licked the salty drop from her nipple. With just enough contact to make sensitive synapses in her nipple tingle. Macy gasp, and shudder with desire as I drew her nipple between my lips and sucked softly. My tongue making slow circles around it as I drew her nipple in.
I could feel her body tremble with lust and anticipation as my fingers moved down over her curves. I continued to softly flick her nipple with the tip of my tongue as my fingers moved over her flat stomach, down to the neatly trimmed little patch of blonde hair that covered her mound. Lightly .... Just barely touching the hair I brush it with my finger tips. This cause Macy to catch her breath and moan softly, with an almost pleading sound, " oh god ... oh yes ... please ... oh god!"
Macy presses herself against the hood of the car. Leaning back with both hands behind her, bracing herself up. Her back was arched pushing her big beautiful breasts out, as they rose, and fell with each ragged breath. Her legs slightly spread, allowing for easier access. Her beautiful eyes half closed, and her mouth just slightly open. Begging to be kissed. Without a spoken word, she was speaking volumes.
I thought about how desperately Macy needed to be sexually satisfied, and how much I wanted to do it. I also thought about how I had watched her tease and taunt Tom earlier tonight. How much she had enjoyed his anxious waves of desperation as she tantalized him. So now it was Macy's turn to feel need desire, and the cravings of delicious desperation. I decided to go slow.
I moved my fingers against the outer folds of Macy's pussy. Tracing her crease it's full length. She moaned deeply with the sensation of my gentle touch. It felt like Macy was about to melt, as I slowly pushed my fingers deeper into her dripping wet hot pussy. I have never seen her this sexually aroused, and uninhibited. With each movement of my hand she rocked her hips slightly and gave a soft whimpering moan begging for more.
Stirred by the unfamiliar sensations of being so exposed and so aroused. Macy was panting to breathe. Her mouth open as she gasped each raspy breath. Macy's body trembled with desire and desperate need for sexual release, but that was not my immediate plan. I was enjoying keeping her on the agonizing edge of elation.
I wanted to savor the feelings of control as she had with Tom. I wanted her to feel the torment and anxiety, knowing that the rapture and ecstasy of sexual release were just slightly out of her reach, and when or if she got it was not in her control. I wanted her to feel the exhilaration of her pleasure coming long before it got there.
I lifted my head from her breast, and kissed her deeply. Our tongues twined and danced together. Her arms wrapped around my neck tightly, and I slid her ass onto the hood of the car. Passion was driving us both now. Our kiss more heated. Our desires more obvious. Macy raked her nails across my back, as our embrace seemed like it couldn't be tight enough. Pressing her writhing naked body against me. Her desirous moans were now more pleading... Begging for more, and more. Her pleadings punctuated by deep passionate kisses.
I broke our kiss and moved to Macy's breasts again, but this time with more passion and purpose. Drawing her erect nipple into my mouth sucking it harder then ever before. I could feel her body tremble with sexual tension as she pulled my head tight against her breast. Running her fingers through my hair, holding me fast and groaning as her sensitive nerve endings sent electrical pulses of pleasure through her body.
