A short story that I wrote for a very special lady.  She
inspired me greatly with her sensuality and poise.

The Car.

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Tyres move across the gravel with a satisfying crunch just
behind me.

"See ya" and I kill the mobile phone.

Almost total seclusion, I even had to guide you in by phone
as the bush is thick along each side of the fire access trail
and as the sound of your car dies the sound of the rain
falling through the bush get louder.

No voices, no cars, no people or animals. Just us and the
rain.

I hear your door thump shut and get out to greet you with a
kiss. I can se your face is flushed and the little peaks of
your nipples plainly visible through the thin material of
your blouse.  As the breeze catches you the material blows
gently across your breasts and I can't quite lift my eyes as
fast as I should. Instead I admire the dark allure of your
aureola as they shadow the tips jutting from their centres. 
Two dark spots of rain jerk my attention away from this
pleasant surprise.

With a smile and a "Hello" we kiss briefly and then duck
into the back of my car.  I didn't think you were really
following the actions of my suggestive messages but I am
very pleased to find out you were.

You move to snuggle in closer and for a minute we savour
the pleasant warmth that is generated by our inner fires. 
Reaching behind me I bring forth a brilliantly coloured silk
scarf and dangle it in front of you.

"Like it?" I ask, "I got it just for today. Maybe you'll get to
keep it if you're good." I add with a smile.

"What do I have to do?" you reply with a impsih grin

"Why nothing Darling, really nothing at all in fact.  Well
not now anyway, maybe we'll see how much time is left
later.

You open your mouth to speak and I cover it with mine
before gently pushing you back and touching my finger to
your lips.  Uh-ah, don't say a word.

"Close your eyes Darling." and as they flicker shut I lightly
wrap the scarf around your eyes, making sure you can't see
anything.  "No questions till later, just follow my lead".

The tip of my tongue explores the lobe of your ear and is
soon followed by my lips.  My hand reaches behind your
neck so I can move us both to allow unfettered access to
your neck and cheek.  We exchange sweet kisses as I use
my lips to run along yours and with the tip of my tongue I
trace a line just inside your slightly parted lips.

We don't have a lot of time and so I begin to move the
fabric of your blouse back and forth across your chest, each
sweep of the material in time with our deepening kisses.  I
can feel the heat of your breast well before I touch it but
even so the warmth feels wonderful. In a way it relaxes me,
making me feel happy, secure in the way you trust me and
let me touch and share the wonders of your body.

Very soon I am massaging the curve of firm ripe flesh under
your breast, pushing it up as I roll the palm of my hand over
the front to cup the hard dark-pink bud under my palm. 
Now I move back a little from our kiss.

"Just lie there and listen to the rain." I whisper "Don't
move, don't make a sound. Just lie and listen to the rain and
the sounds of the fabric and my voice."

Carefully I unbutton and peel open your blouse.  Poised
above you I am treated to the unhindered view of your
beautiful breasts, the curve and swell of the pale skin, the
lingering tan lines and the puckered buttons springing up
from their respective wells.

"Darling" I whisper to gain an ackowledging sigh. "I can
see every little bit of your lovely tits from here and I think
they are beautiful"   I say softly as I run a feather light
fingertips across them in a slow figure of eight.

My lips slip around the puckered hill of one nipple and
suck it greedily into my mouth, gently pulling the hot flesh
while your other nipple is rolled between two of my
fingers.  Its so hard I almost want to flick it like a pencil
eraser but instead I move my mouth over to it and slip it
inside to get everything nice... and wet... and slippery.

I pull back, not touching you at all.  The shiny wet nub sits
there inches from my lips but I wait.  Just before your
attention wanders to find out why I stopped I begin to blow
a cold stream over the pink bud, making it wrinkle and
harden even more.  In a flash my hot mouth covers you and
I feel your cold little bump press on my tongue.  I use my
tongue to massage it gently and the heat surges back with a
rush.  Again I lift off and blow a cool stream over it and
once again I cover you with my mouth to massage and
warm and cherish your nipple.

"Mmmm I love your nipples" and a half grin replies from
under the rim of the scarf.

Slipping my hand down I undo your pants and slide them
down your legs.  You lift your shoulders to help but I push
you back. Bunching your pants around your ankles I draw
your knees up and reach down to flick off your shoes. Your
panties are pulled tightly across the mound of your sex and
a little wisp of silky hair peeks over the top of the
waist band.  Gently I spread your legs wide apart and
put your feet on the edge of the seat. Soon I am surrounded
by the scent of your pussy, a mix of musk and honey, spicy
yet smooth.

Now I look down at you.  Your blouse is open, luscious
pink tipped breasts jutting forward as you half recline on
the seat, the blue of your panties narrowing to disappear
between your legs and under your bottom, almost inviting
me to remove them. Quietly I undo the waist band of my
pants and lower them, the noise disguised by the rain. My
cock is very hard, fully erect and in love with the special
sight before it.  Looking down at you I begin to stroke
it, long full stokes that employ a rolling twisting motion,
reaching the sensitive places on the underside.

Reluctantly I release it and it sways from side to side as I
range both hands all over you. My fingers circle randomly
across your breasts and tummy, tracing waves back and
forth along your thighs.  Without much delay they
begin to zero in on your blue sheathed quim, running along
the edges of your panties, teasing the curls that managed to
escape and then running lightly under the elastic, up and
over your mons.

"I wonder what I'll find in here" I ask jokingly as I slip a
more seriously questing finger deeper under the material
that is stretched across your mound.  "It feels so soft and
warm" I say as I look toward your brightly coloured blind
fold to see if you are listening. "warm and soft and damp" I
say as another finger moves in to run through the soft carpet
of your pussy fur.

"I wonder what I'll see if I look down there" I ask
mockingly "Shall we find out?"

I run the remainder of my hand under your panties  and
lever it away, gently sliding it to the side without touching
you.

Mmmm, you look lovely down there. Your panty line has
pulled down and pinned one of your full outer lips.  I can
see the petals of your little pink inner lips growing, they're
filling out, glowing and shiny with your wetness.

I run two fingers along your thigh and up into the warm wet
slit that sits between.  As they slip between it is like a
warm slippery wave washes over them.  Gently they knead
and massage their way slowly upwards.

"I love the feel of your warm wetness cascading over my
fingers" and this admission brings a little sigh from you.
With my other hand I scoop a little of the moisture that is
pooling at your entrance and taste your love juices.   An
idea occurs and I move down so my tongue can delve
between your folds. As it flicks and weaves its way around
it becomes liberally coated with your honeyed dew.  As I
lift my tongue away I caress the length of your flaring inner
lips with a finger and then gently slip it deep within you.

While slowly finger fucking you I move up and nibble your
lips and nose, coating them with the nectar I gathered for us
to share.  "Tastes so nice" I murmur as I withdraw my
finger and run it upwards through your hot swollen flesh,
running it across your clit with a firm stroke.  

Leaning back I look down to watch my fingers roll and
plunge and caress your clitoris.  I can feel it growing,
urgently pressing against my fingers and I back off the
pressure a little so as not to go to far too quickly. As I look
down I find a special treat, the delicate pale-pink pearl of
your clit is visible as it flashes between my fingers.

Gripping your lips and drawing them over your love button 
I increase the pace of my rubbing. Seconds later your hips
lift and a little a low whining moan resounds within you.
Immediately the dark flush of orgasm rises and crosses
your shoulders and neck. With carefully timed strokes I use
your clit to keep your hips floating just above the car seat,
suspended in orgasm.

Gently you descend and I withdraw my fingers to just cup
your sex, gently massaging it with the flat of my hand.  As
you relax I take a scoop of your wetness and spread it over
my cock, after using it lubricate my head and shaft I begin
jacking off again, this time to the sight of your post
orgasmic state - wet, spread and unbelievably sexy.

You slip sideways down the seat to lie a little behind me.
As I move to make room I turn around to face toward you
with the intent of leaning over and kissing you.  But my
cock and hand are now only inches from your face and
without a second thought I advance it toward you.  My hand
touches you first as it extends over the head of my cock
forming a tunnel.  My little finger runs around
your lips, caressing and teasing them and you part them
slightly to kiss it.  Slowly and gently the tip of my cock
touches your lips.  You start a little.

"Darling, is this OK?" I asked

A sunny smile that disappears around my cock is all the
reply I need.  I feel your arm move out from between us and
I watch your hand move between your legs.  Searching,
finding and moving with a practised ease. Your lips and
tongue feel wonderful and I sink deep into the all
consuming pleasure you are giving me.  I lean over and
untie the scarf.  I smile as we make eye contact and then
wrap my hand around the shaft of my cock, stroking it in
time with the up and down play of your mouth.

I look down to see the head and upper shaft of my cock
slipping through the finger tunnel and in and out of your
lips. Looking further down I see your fingers are rubbing
hard and fast in tight circles, the sound of your wet lips an
unbearable turn on.

I can't hold back and I let you know I am about to come. 
Grabbing my cock with your free hand you drive your
mouth faster and deeper over me and in seconds stream
after stream of my hot musky cum fills your mouth, a little
trickling down your cheek.  I feel so good, a thousand feet
tall and shrinking at a million miles an hour, emptying my
expanded awareness through my cock and into your
amazing mouth.

"Don't move" you whisper and as I watch you melt into
orgasm a second time, my still pulsing cock resting in your
mouth as your magical fingers seek and draw out every
little spasm your body can deliver.

As you relax we snuggle up and begin to exchange lazy
kisses, the tang of each others cum still fresh on the others
lips.  I carefully scoop the remains of my pleasure from
your cheek and gently massage it into your nipple.

For now, the sound of the rain on the car roof is all there is
to remind us of the rest of the world.

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