I know that you're watching me... I'm sitting in the window of a cafe, drinking a cup of coffee... you're about 2 windows behind me... I can feel your eyes on me, lingering on my back...
I finish my coffee and begin to leave, sliding out of my seat and standing up. I go to turn to see what you look like, but in an instant you're behind me, you're hard body pressing against my soft one... you whisper something in my ear, your hot breath tickling my neck, causing me to shiver. I allow you to push me out of the cafe, still unable to turn and see what you look like... We take a few steps away from the door and you let go... I quickly turn around to see what you look like...
All can see is that you're tall, the rest of you is obscured by motorcycle leathers and a helmet, a chew my lip in frustration. You take my hand and lead me around the corner to where your bike is parked and you motion for me to get on... I climb up behind you , my knees on either side of you and my hands clutching at your waist. You start the bike up and I grab at you tighter, the vibrations of the engine causing the bike seat to rub up against me... I try to shift my position but you ease yourself back further, forcing my legs further apart... you ease the bike out of the parking bay and gun it down the road... the vibrations increase and I try to squeeze my legs together but only succeed in squeezing you, I close my eyes and hang on, wondering where we are going...
When we stop, I don't know how much time has passed only that it is twilight... all I am conscious of at the moment is rubbery my knees feel and how wet and throbbing my pussy is, I take a deep breath to try steady myself... my breasts swell and push against your back with each breath... I ease myself of the bike, stumbling a bit, but your hand is there to steady me. I look around to see where we are, wherever it is, it is deserted. A breeze lifts my hair from my face and I can smell salt in the wind...
You come up behind me again, once more before I have a chance to look at you, you hand slips around my waist and you nuzzle behind my ear... I shiver and my legs start to buckle, but you're holding me up until I can steady myself again. Your arm leaves my waist and I close my eyes to prepare myself for turning around and seeing you, when you slip something over my eyes... you've blindfolded me...
You take my hand and we start walking...
We walk along... the ground is uneven and I stumble, unable to see where I'm going... I feel your arms around me as you lift me and carry me... We stop and you put me down... I feel sand underneath my shoes... the breeze is stronger and I can actually hear the waves... you lead me a little further and we stop again, your hand push for me to sit down... I lower myself down and find myself sitting on a soft rug...
You push me back until I'm leaning on some cushions, and then you begin to take my shoes off, slowly rubbing my feet... I relax slightly as you do this, feeling the breeze on my face, and the warmth of the setting sun... your hands begin to creep higher, still massaging and rubbing... you work on my calves, your strong hands kneading the muscles there... it feels nice and I start to relax more...
Your hands creep even higher, brushing past my knees... I stiffen and try to close my legs together but it's already too late as you are sitting in between them... I bite my lower lip and my breathing increases... I am still blindfolded... I quickly reach up to take it off, but your hands are on mine stopping me, your body leaning over mine... I can feel your breath on my face... I don't know how close you are until I feel your lips bush against mine, lingering slightly but exerting no pressure... your feather light touch continues along my jaw to just under my ear where you nuzzle lightly. I gasp and shiver, my body beginning to tremble... I feel you take my ear lobe between your lips and you breath in my ear... my body spasms and involuntarily pushes against you...
Your hands let go of mine, one hand snaking it's away around me to rest on the back of my neck and the other travels slowly down the side of my body and rests on my hip...
You let go of my earlobe and nuzzle underneath it again, and you support my head as it falls back, baring my neck... you flick your tongue lightly across my throat as your fingers gently massage the back of my neck... your other hand strokes my hip lightly, sending shivers through me...
Your lips and tongue travel their way to the other side of my neck and gently begin their assault on my other ear... you nuzzle it a bit harder this time, the hand stroking my hips slides its way to the inside of my thigh and tickles gently, I gasp loudly and jerk, only to have you silence it with a kiss... your lips covering mine, and your tongue flickering across them...
A small moan escapes me, and my hands grip your shoulders, I can feel that you've taken off your jacket... your mouth works against mine... your lips softly biting and your tongue gently testing... you tilt your head ever so slightly and deepen the kiss, your tongue entering my mouth and flickering gently against my own, encouraging it to do the same... your hands have stopped moving, one supporting my head, and the other just resting on the inside of my thigh, just above my knee...
I kiss you back... tentatively at first... my tongue pressing against yours lightly and then travelling to flick across your lips... I warm feeling begins within me and I can feel myself getting damp... I start to lose myself in the kiss and gain confidence until I'm kissing you hungrily, my fingers digging into your shoulders and my lips softly biting yours... my breathing starts to quicken...
The hand resting on my thigh begins to move... your fingers lightly stroking... your hand then begins to move it's way up my thigh, pushing past my skirt... your fingers continue their feathery touch until I can feel them brush against my pants...
My eyes fly open, although I still can't see anything and I begin to struggle... trying to close my legs, but you've managed to get between them so that my thighs are resting on yours... squeezing them together only results in pulling you closer to me... I can feel your hardness through your jeans as they are pushed up against me... I struggle more, which only succeeds in me rubbing myself against you...
