Back Country Road

She opened her eyes, disappointed by the familiar sight of the barn and field dotted with sheep. She closed her eyes, trying to go back. It was one of those dreams you wake up from, wishing it had been real.

It had felt so real. She thought of his smell. The gentle touch in his strong hands, pulling her close. The feel of his enormous cock, pressing against his jeans, as if calling for her.

She saw his face. They were in his truck. It was fall, the leaves just starting to change color, but the air was still hot and humid. She wore tight blue jeans and a sheer black top. A bright pink bra strap peeked out from beneath a tight black tank top.

He was wearing jeans and a blue plaid button down.

His thumbs tapped nervously on the steering wheel. They were at the end of a dirt road, backed into a patch of trees, looking across a field almost ready for harvest.

“It’s not what I want, but it’s best,” he said, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

She noticed neither of them were wearing their wedding bands.

“I know,” she said, turning to look out the passenger window.

“Hey, look at me. This isn’t goodbye,” he said.

“Sure feels like goodbye,” she said still staring out the window, tears beginning to well in her eyes.

He reached across the seat for her hand and pulled her close to him.

“Give me a hug,” he said.

She did, reluctantly at first and then tightening her embrace. She slipped her hand onto the back of his neck and he breathed in deep. He ran his hand down the curve of her waist and slipped his hand into the back pocket of her jeans, grabbing her firm, round ass.

A tiny moan escaped her and she brushed her cheek against his neck. He squeezed harder and pulled her onto his lap. His cock was bulging against his jeans and she leaned into it, looking down and placing her hands on his chest. He leaned down and kissed her. Their lips parted and tongues met. She moaned again. Her noises drove him crazy.

Rocking against him, she placed one hand under his shirt and the other behind his neck. They kissed each other hard, not able to get enough of one another.

“I’ll always want you,” she whispered, leaning down to kiss his neck.

Her hair smelled sweet.

“I’ll always want you too,” he Escort Avcılar breathed.

He moved his hands back towards her waist and then down inside her jeans, feeling her smooth skin, gripping her ass tight. She kissed him again and leaned back to look into his eyes, endless blue. He looked at her. She bit her bottom lip and tugged on the buttons of his shirt, leaning back. He undid the button on her jeans and pulled them over her ass, turning them inside out. He tossed them on the seat beside them.

Her panties were black and sheer. He ran his thumb down the front, brushing her clit. She was always wet and eager for him. He moaned. So did she.

She unbuttoned his shirt. He slipped his hand inside her panties, then a finger into her wet pussy, then another. She kissed him, reaching to unloosen his belt. She unbuckled his jeans and lifted herself up so he could let them fall around his ankles.

His cock sprang out as he slipped out of his boxers. She stared at it hungrily. She took his still shaft in her hand and worked it up and down, looking at him while she did. His eyes were closed, he moaned.

She slipped off her shirt and he opened his eyes. He pulled the straps down on her tank top and bra, letting them fall to her waist. He ran his hands over her breasts, nipples small and pink, perfectly erect. He leaned forwards and sucked on one, biting it gently as he pulled away. He pulled off her panties and tossed them on the floor of the truck.

She took his cock back in her hand and guided it inside her wet hole. She loved the way he felt, such girth, pressing against all sides of her tight pussy. They moaned together as he slid deep inside, their foreheads pressed together. She leaned down and kissed his neck, working her body up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her.

She started slow and then quickened her pace. She was moaning in ecstasy, saying his name. He leaned back in the seat, letting her take control.

In a moment, she stopped, taking him out of her and turning around. She faced the windshield. Holding onto the steering wheel, she slid her wet pussy back down on his cock, riding him reverse cowgirl.

He ran his hand up her body, grabbing on to one of her tits, resting his other Avcılar Escort Bayan hand on her thigh. She fucked him hard, up and down, her ass bouncing on his lap. She leaned into the steering wheel.

“You feel amazing,” she said breathless. “I want to fuck you forever. I want to feel your cock inside me always.”

He ran his hands along her ass cheeks. “You’re beautiful,” he said. “I wish I could fuck you forever.”

“I want to taste me on your cock,” she said, lifting herself up and turning back towards him.

He raised the steering wheel up as far as it would go and she got onto the floor of the truck, caressing his thighs. He moved forward on the seat, his balls resting on the edge, cock pointing straight up, wet with her juices.

She looked at him and inched closer, running her tongue from the base of his cock to the tip.

“Mmmm,” she said with a mischievous grin.

She licked him again and gripped his shaft in her hand. Her hand tugged on his cock as she took his balls in her mouth, sucking, tasting herself on him. Then, she released them with a pop and put her mouth on the head of his cock. Taking him deep in her mouth and then back out. In and out, she sucked him. His eyes closed and he leaned his head back. His hand drifted to the back of her head, his fingers gripping her hair.

“That feels amazing,” he moaned.

She took him back in her mouth, bobbing up and down on the top half of his cock, her hand following along the base of his shaft. She loved the way he tasted. She couldn’t get enough of going down on him. She couldn’t wait to taste his salty cum as he released into her throat.

His muscles tightened as he got close to the edge, pushing her head down on his cock. She could barely take him all in, he was so long and thick. She opened wider and relaxed her throat, moaning to encourage him. With one hand she stroked his balls and with the other, she scratched the inside of his thigh.

He pushed her down harder, she thought she couldn’t breath. As he loosened his grip, she felt his hot cum hit the back of her throat and then the taste of him on her tongue. She moaned, running her lips up his shaft and then back down. She gripped both of his thighs as his cock pulsed in Avcılar Escort her mouth, swallowing his seed into her belly.

She kept him in her mouth until his body went limp, exhausted, cock still erect. Slowly, she took him out of her mouth, hand gripping his shaft, lips closing over his head as she released him. Wiping her mouth, she sighed.

“You taste so good,” she said looking up at him.

“Come here,” he breathed, pulling her off the floor of the truck back onto his lap.

He held her, kissed her neck. She buried her head into his, running her hands through his hair.

“It is good bye, isn’t it,” she asked quietly.

“I hope not,” he said. “But, maybe just for a little while.”

He let her go and looked at her face. The tears were coming back.

“Don’t cry,” he said, brushing the hair back behind her ears. “It’s going to be ok.”

He kissed her gently and then rested his forehead on hers.

Slowly, she got off of him and settled back onto the passenger side of the bench. She pulled the straps back on for her bra, then tank top. He handed her her panties.

“Guess I can’t keep these,” he smiled.

She smiled too and put them on. Then her jeans, finally slipping her shirt over her head.

He pulled his boxers and pants back up, not bothering to tighten his belt or button his shirt.

He turned the key in the ignition and pulled the steering wheel back into place, shifting into drive. Slowly, they pulled out of the wooded clearing and onto the dirt road. He reached over and put his hand on her thigh, squeezing tight.

“You’re something,” he said.

She smiled and let out a little laugh as they drove down the road, back toward town. She stared out the window as they pulled into the hotel parking lot. He parked next to her car.

“I miss you already,” she said, thinking about the drive home.

“Me too,” he said with a half smile.

She leaned in to give him a hug.

“Drive safe, ok,” he said.

“I will,” she said.

She leaned in and kissed him one more time. Then, she reached for the door handle and slid out of the truck. He watched her walk away, admiring her curves. She got in the car and closed the door.

With the truck in reverse, he backed out and then drove off.

She sat for a minute, breathing deep.

A noise woke her from the dream.

“Mom?” called a tiny voice.

She opened her eyes. Still there. In reality. She reached down and felt how wet she was. She brought her fingers to her lips, smelling the lust.

“Be right out,” she called back.