0 comments/ 11894 views/ 2 favorites A Ride to Remember By: DarkMistress Are you sitting comfortably? Good. You won't be soon. The night is dark, so very dark. And warm. You can taste thunder in the air, and lightning dances on the mountaintops. The storm is not so far away. If you could just make it back home before it starts, and if the car hadn't stalled down the road, you might be there by now. Course if anyone would stop and give you a lift, you might be there by now. But you haven't seen but one or two cars all night and they didn't even slow down. What do you expect! You're a big man, alone: On a long dark road. You stop; sure you can hear something. Another car? No point turning round, They're not going to stop. You keep walking. A red break light appears ahead of you, one single, bright, light shines in to the night beyond; A Motorcycle! You didn't even hear it, didn't feel it as it passed. Damn Japanese thing, they just get quieter: Still it has stopped. You walk up slowly; sure it's some joker pulling your leg, just as you are almost level with the rider they turn to you. A warm, yet chilling wind cuts through you, and frees the moon from the ragged clouds that sought to tangle it in their embrace, it's soft light catches the milky skin of the riders chest, face, hands. Gleams off the leather of their jacket and trousers, loses it's self in the deep shadows that lie under the fullness of their breasts. A lightning flash catches in her eyes, her smile and sets her flaming hair on fire. You stare, unable to believe what you are seeing, her jacket is open down to her navel. "Do you want a lift" she asks. Her voice stirs you from your thoughts. "Only you looked like you did; If not, I'll be going." she turns away. "I thought you might want to get home before the storm! Sorry." she moves to go, when you realise that you haven't said a word. "A lift would be great, I'm sorry! I just didn't think anybody would stop, thanks!" "Don't mention it, when you're all alone on the road, a man can be useful." she smiles over her shoulder at you, as you settle in to the pillion seat. "Hold on! I hope speed doesn't frighten you?" she pulls away suddenly; you grab her waist, and then realise she isn't wearing trousers, there're just chaps. You can feel the bare skin of her stomach: she laughs as your breath quickens despite your best efforts to control it. She slides back on her seat pushing her ass back in to your groin, the night seems a lot hotter, and your jeans are becoming uncomfortably tight. "Aren't you cold?" you ask. "No. Here!" she says as she takes your hand and slides it under her jacket, cupping her breast with it. "Is that better?" You nod your head in reply, unable to form any words. Your cock stirs in its prison; the scent of her is intoxicating, you breathe it in. She sighs and leans back into you. Feeling the heat of her skin, You lean forward and kiss her neck; squeezing her breast as you slide the other hand down to the warmth of her cunt: You can feel her juices on the hot leather of the seat. She moans softly as you rub her clit. You notice she never once takes her eyes off the road or shows any sign of stopping. She leans forward, which pushes her soft round ass in to you. She grinds it against you, whimpering softly: you cannot ignore a ladies plea. You reach down undoing your jeans, your pussy hungry cock stands proud and eager. Lifting herself on the footrests she lowers herself very slowly, teasing you as inch by throbbing inch she takes you inside her. You take hold of her hips as she lifts them on and off, she is so deliciously hot, and wet. You moan as she starts rippling her pussy around your raging cock. You hear her cry out as you drive deeper in to her, pulling her harder and faster on to your starving cock. Suddenly she rolls her hips forward; you slip free of her, in your frustration you pull her back towards you, tightening your grip on her. She laughs you off, and leaning back into you again, she turns her neck to you. You bite down on it. Causing her to catch her breath, you reach round and take both breasts in your hands pulling her nipples, she follows, leaning forward as you pull her down. She moans again and pushes herself back toward your greedy cock, only this time you feel your bell end, still slick with her juices. Pushed against her ass. She half laughs, half cries out, as she slides your throbbing cock into her tightest hole. "Fill me up!" she whispers raggedly, without warning she thrusts herself on to you, taking every inch of you up her ass. You can do no more then obey, as she screams with her first climax. "Harder!" she screams. You lean over her squeezing her nipples so hard. Thrusting your full length in to her ass, you feel the softness of her cheeks against your stomach, and your balls slapping against her dripping pussy, as you drive your cock deep, hard and fast in to her tight willing ass. The first peal of thunder rolls across the sky, As you both reach your climax. You throw your head back with a guttural roar, as you explode inside her, filling her ass with your hot, sticky, Spunk. She matches your roar with a wild cry of her own; you lie over her exhausted; so tired, you can hardly keep your eyes open. The last thing you hear before you drift off is the sound of her laugh, and the rain on the road. You wake suddenly; it is dark and wet. The rain takes the last of the sleep from your eyes. You look around and find yourself just yards from your own door; your clothes are wet, but fastened. Was it just a dream? That must have been what it was, brought on by the long walk; you go inside, and start stripping out of your wet clothes. It is then you notice the bright red lipstick kiss, placed just to the side of your belly button, and a note, also in the same lipstick. "Thanks for the ride. Love?" A Ride to Remember Jeff and Tracy had been looking forward to the biking weekend for months. It was an opportunity to be mostly alone and enjoy nature. The trails they were using were very remote and not widely known. Even so the terrain was doable for the two of them who were barely fit and novice riders. Tracy's bike was your basic yellow beginners mountain bike with an extra large padded seat. Even though she was working hard, she kept her perpetual smile which was all her companion needed to keep going. It didn't hurt that as he trailed her he could watch her marvelous ass churn up and down on the seat. Tracy was a short woman who was wonderfully cuddly with her full figure and voluptuous breasts. She had golden blonde hair that shined in the bright sunlight. Today she had it pulled back with a long ponytail tucked under a peach baseball hat so one could clearly view her sparking green eyes. Jeff couldn't wait until they stopped for the night so he could explore her body in the early fall moonlight. It was nearly three in the afternoon and they had pedaled a leisurely twenty miles in the last four hours. They were extremely lucky to have stumbled upon a naturally formed room in the side of a rocky hill. She had found it as she was some ways off the trail looking for a place to pee. The sound of a stream had lured here to the small grotto just large enough for the two soulmates to lay their stuff and themselves along the stream and still be out of the weather should it decide to rain. A rather large tree had partially fallen in a way that didn't totally hide but obscured the opening especially at night. They were so happy to have found such a cozy place to spend the night. There was even a sink hole in the stream so they were able to wash off the grime of the trail and then sit by the fire as they dried off, munching on the trail food they had brought. Sitting by the fire he had a tremendous erection because she was teasing him by rubbing her nipples and spreading her legs affording him brief glimpses of the area he knew would taste better than anything else in the world. They could only take a few minutes of teasing before they were totally engulfed in a long soulful kiss. "After watching you all day I am too horny for words" he uttered to her as their lips parted. "Me too" was all she got out before he started caressing her clit with his tongue. He lingered there for a few minutes then moved down her crack savoring the intimacy she was granting him. Her butt was extremely desirable with just a light crop of hair in the crack to give it a little character. She was such a hot sexy woman and for tonight she was all his. There would be no sleep for him until very early morning because free time with her was something he could never get enough of. Back and forth he alternated between her vagina and her rectum using his tongue as a probe. She eventually stiffened her legs around his head. This brought an even larger smile to the man with dimples as this signaled she could no longer hold out and had climaxed. Now it was his turn so they shifted into a sixty-nine position with him on the bottom. She was so wonderful in the oral department that he had to concentrate on the moon he could see between her legs to keep from filling her mouth to quickly with cum. It was no use and soon he too climaxed as she swallowed almost every drop. He put some more wood on the fire and they again had a happy little blaze to match the blaze that was burning in their hearts. They cuddled and talked in their sleeping bag until he had recharged enough to begin round two. He layed on his back and she squatted between his groin and bellybutton. He again began ravaging her clit. Her bladder was full and this particular angle caused a little pee to trickle out. Trying to avoid soaking their sleeping bag she hopped up and went outside. In a flash he joined her and the sound of three streams could be heard along with the crickets for a few moments. Back by the fire they resumed where they had left off and he was buried to the hilt as her leg muscles lifted herself up and down on his hard shaft. As she did this he turned his attention to her pleasing breasts. She loved to have them fondled caressed and suckled and he was very willing to oblige her. This was a perfect night and as fate would have it they climaxed together. The rest of the night they kissed and cuddled as they talked about whatever popped into their heads just totally enjoying each others company and wishing this time never had to end. But of course the time did end unfortunately. The good news is that they may someday have another opportunity to do something else equally erotic if not even more so. Surpise to my soulmate ... thanks for a beautiful story. A Ride To Remember I have to admit I was a bundle of nerves as I walked with my boyfriend into the employees only section of Kings Island theme park. He had just started working there, as a Klingon from the Star Trek television shows. I followed him through what he explained was the rehearsal hall and the changing room to the large area where the cast and crew hung out when they weren't all roaming the park and entertaining the patrons. This would be my first time accompanying him to the park, and I was thrilled at the idea of being able to see behind the scenes. He introduced me to his co-workers and started to get into costume and make-up. I watched as he applied layers of latex and greasepaint over his face to create the monstrous Klingon warrior he was to become. "Thank God I don't have to put all that on," a young man I had been introduced to as Tim commented over my shoulder. Tim was dressed as a Romulan, also from Star Trek. He brushed past me then, making me shiver slightly as he grabbed my ass in the process. I glanced at him in shock, and he simply smiled and winked at me. "Well," Chad said turning to me, "I have to go out for my walk. You can either stay here and hang out or go around the park." "Oh ok," I said, "I guess I will roam for a while." He leaned in and gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek and walked out with Tim and a few other costumed actors. I followed shortly after and checked out a few rides. It was a rather hot day, so I chose to go on the one inside ride the promoted at the park, a haunted house train ride. I stood in line behind a very openly gay couple. The two men were enjoying showing off in front of the crowd of people. I watched in rapt interest as they were kissing deeply, one slipped his hand down the front of the other's elastic waist-banded shorts to massage his partner's cock, I could feel myself getting aroused as I watched the public display of affection and lust. I watched as they got on the next car, there was room for one more so the motioned for me to join them. I noticed the blonde give a wink to the young man who was running the ride who nodded in acknowledgement. As we entered the darkened tunnel the blonde leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Ready for some fun?" I nodded and smiled as I watched him reach into his shorts and pull his thick cock out. His friend leaned down and started sucking on him immediately and I watched in amazement, feeling myself getting moist, I felt the blonde moving his hand up my quivering thigh and felt his fingers as the entered under the hem of my skirt, shifting my panties to the side, expertly parting my lips and entering the moist heat. I gasped in pleasure, moving against his hand in rhythm with his friend bobbing up and down beside us. Reaching under my own shirt I started to squeeze my nipples into hard peaks as I enjoyed the sensations running through my body. Suddenly the ride jerked to a stop, I was worried that we had been found out and would be kicked out of the park. "Don't worry," the friend said, as he sat up, pulling his own hardened cock out, "Jim owed us a favor, he can only keep the ride stopped for a little bit though." The blonde removed his fingers from my throbbing pussy and pulled me up and impaled me on his hard length. I gasped, reaching down and grasping the cock of his friend as the friend played with my clit causing me to cum fast and hard. I pumped with the movement and felt the friend sigh with his own release, my hand covered in his hot sticky cum. Immediately the blonde took my hand into his mouth, and pulling me off him, allowing his buddy to finish him off, the taste of my juices still thick on the cock as the friend swallowed the blonde in greedy gulps. Completely stated we sat back, feeling the ride start back up again and we returned to the heat of the outside. I looked over to the man running the ride, who I supposed was Jim. I noticed a damp stain on the leg of his light blue trousers as he gave me a wink. "Thanks for the ride," I whispered to my cart-mates and I made my way back to the rehearsal hall. Upon my return I happened to find myself among a group of gloriously naked men. Being surrounded by so many different sizes of cocks was almost overwhelming. I noticed they were putting on the character costumes they would be wondering around in. "You don't wear anything under the costumes?" I asked feeling aroused about the situation. One young man who had been introduced to me as Augie explained to me it was called a dangle walk, as the others put on the costumes and walked out of the room. "When it is as hot as this wearing anything under the costumes can be almost hazardous, so we don't." Then he added with a sly grin, his long dick slapping against his thigh, "It is also rather enjoyable hugging a sexy woman, without her knowing we are actually dry humping her," I watched as he started to grow hard at the thought, grabbing himself he started to beat off right there in front of me, watching me in excitement, "I like to grab hold of a really big-boobed woman," he confided, "the ones who are not wearing a bra. I give them a hug and start to bounce up and down. You can feel them pressed against you," his breathing started to become more labored as he neared to climax, I started to trace around the low neck line of my shirt, teasing the tops of my own breasts, "I like to think I am taking them against their will," he whispered in my ear, my heart rate increased, imagining it. I heard him growl as he came in a hot rush on the floor. He picked up a towel nearby and wiped his hands, then handed the towel to me, "Hey," he said all smiles again, "think you can clean that up for me? There's a doll." He then got into his Scooby-do costume and went out on his walk. It took me a moment to recompose myself. I quickly mopped up the mess on the floor and tossed the towel on the stack of dirty laundry and entered the next room. Chad was sitting at the mirrored table with Tim. He glanced up when he saw me enter the room, "Hey sweetie," he said as he removed the gunk from his face, "did you have a fun day today?" "I sure did," I said smiling sweetly. A Ride to Remember Caitlin had been excited all day she was excited but nervous at the same time, in her recent kinky texts to Harvey she had expressed her desires to suck his throbbing hard cock while he drove his precious car at great speed, and tonight they had arranged to go for a drive. She'd been aching to have him inside her since the first night they met, both drunk he'd stayed the night but they didn't get further than drunken fumbling and since that night they had just teased each other with dirty calls and texts, they had engaged in some foreplay, Harvey loved the way she gave head she needed no direction and he was always left trembling and breathless - she was amazing! Caitlin had made the decision that she would have him deep inside her tonight she had been horny all day and her eager pussy was practically dripping. Harvey beeped outside, Caitlin almost skipped to the car in her mind she was going to get him randy when they stopped at the beech then tease him all the way home so he'd be desperate for her when they got in. After ten minutes of driving Caitlin was so hot and didn't think she could wait she noticed Harvey was glancing between the road and her smooth pert breasts she knew this top was a good choice. Seeing him looking at her was making her hornier and she started to trace her fingertip down the neckline of her top and over her heaving breasts circling her nipple through her top, Harvey could barely take his eyes off Caitlin as she moved her hand slowly down her stomach and between her thighs the cars in front started to slow. Caitlin watched Harvey's cock grow in his trousers until he was so hard that he was testing the strength of denim, Caitlin reached and stroked Harvey's thigh running her hand right up his crotch and expertly un-buttoning his trousers setting his rock hard length free as they approached the cause of the slowing cars. Caitlin bent over to lick the shaft of Harvey's rock hard Cock circling the tip with her tongue he gasped and he stopped the car in the traffic jam his knuckles were white as he was gripping the steering wheel so hard, he thought the man in the next car had definitely clocked what they were doing, he wanted to ask her to stop and wait until he could get them somewhere private but he couldn't bring himself to say the words. Caitlin loved doing this she felt like she had complete control over his pleasure she loved the way his breathing changed and the little gasps and moans he let out he was so hard and she knew she could probably make him cum that second but she wanted to prolong this, she was gently fondling his heavy balls as she circled the shiny red tip of his penis and gently lapped up his pre-cum as it dribbled out, these teasing little licks were driving Harvey wild and he started thrusting himself towards her mouth He wanted her to suck him and felt like he was going to explode, then she took him deep in her mouth swirling her tongue round the shaft as she sucked pumping the base with her free hand Caitlin knew he was close she loved this bit when she could feel him throbbing in her mouth right before he started shooting his warm cum into her mouth. Harvey cried out as he as he came and she drank every last drop that shot out of him. Harvey was speechless he'd had the most intense orgasm and he was tingling all over he watched Caitlin sit back in her seat she rubbed her finger across her bottom lip and sucked it she was so sexy he could see how hard her nipples were through the thin material of her top and knew that she was probably very wet. He was amazed that his spent cock seemed to be growing again as he thought of this and with that the traffic started to move he pulled into the slow lane and laid his hand on her thigh she started caressing her breasts again and he desperately searched the road for somewhere to pull over then he spotted a lay by he pulled in got out of the car and walked round to her side the sun was setting it was such a warm night. He opened her door and reached for her hand he pulled her up and turned her to face the car he unbuttoned her trousers from behind and let them drop to the floor as he reached under her to feel her wetness she cried out and pushed herself back against him he was rock hard again he slid his fingers into her aching pussy as she rubbed her clit he turned her towards him and lifted her against the car and let her slide down slightly onto his hard shaft. She moaned as he started thrusting deep into her she was so wet he was getting so turned on by people passing to fast to really see anything and slowing to late to get a proper look he pumped into her hard and fast and he could feel her muscles tightening around his shaft as she came close to orgasm he could feel her trembling as wave after wave of pleasure ran over her and he let go shooting streams of his sticky wet cum inside her he pulled out fastened his trousers. Caitlin stood there shaking to much to move he grabbed her face and kissed her hard and wet on the mouth making her gasp then he winked and got back in to the car she pulled up her trousers and slid back into her seat still trembling and then he started the car and sped back towards her house there was no way he was letting this stop here..... A Ride to Remember Rich cycled to work every day, five miles there in a morning and five miles back in the evening helped to keep him fit. At 42 he was still in good shape. The daily visits to the gym were long gone but the cycling and swimming kept him well toned. He often felt invisible on his journeys though, having lost count of the number of times that impatient car drivers had nearly knocked him off his aged but reliable mountain bike. About a mile from work Rich took his usual left turn off the main road and onto a rough bridleway which had 3 or 4 houses along its' first few hundred yards. As he neared the last building on the row a car pulled out of the driveway on the left. Rich reacted quickly swerving his bike to the right. The car driver pushed hard on the brakes forcing the car to skid across the gravel surface of the track, Richs' bike was almost out of the way but not quite far enough. The wing of the car clipped the back wheel of the bike sending Rich tumbling onto the loose, rough surface of the road. Stunned, Rich was lying on the ground as the car door opened and footsteps quickly crunched across the gravel towards him. "I am so, so sorry. Are you alright?" came a woman's voice with the footsteps. When she reached Rich she crouched down. She was wearing a black ¾ length skirt and her position was such that he could also see what was underneath. Black nylon stockings covered her legs; the band of darker nylon at the top highlighted the whiteness of the top of her bare thighs. The fabric of her white panties was stretched tight, accentuating the mound of her pussy. He drank in as much of the view as he could as he knew that it would be gone far too soon. "You're bleeding a little." the woman said, in a calmer voice. Rich hoped that she hadn't noticed what he had been looking at as he turned his attention to a small graze on his knee that was oozing a small amount of deep, red blood. "I live here," she said, rising to a standing position, "come in and we can clean your wound." Rich stood too. The woman was obviously on her way to work, her black skirt was complimented by a white blouse and black jacket. Her dark hair was tied back showing off her pretty face. "I'm fine." said Rich. "No, I insist." was the reply from the woman, already heading towards her home. Rich reluctantly followed, slightly embarrassed. They entered the house through the back door into the kitchen. The woman removed her jacket laying it on the worktop, her white bra was just visible through the material of her blouse the top buttons of which were undone exposing the skin on her chest. Rich took a glance wishing that the next button down had also been open so that he could see the flesh of her breasts. "The shower is at the top of the stairs. You go and clean up and I'll fix us a coffee." she instructed. Rich obeyed and was soon feeling the warm water from the shower running over his body. His mind went back to the view of her nylon clad legs and wrapping his hand around his stiffening dick he slowly slid it up and down his length a few times. He let go and let his erection subside as he washed. Stepping out from the shower Rich looked around for a towel but could not see one anywhere. He couldn't put his cycling gear back on over his wet body. On the back of the door was a purple robe, he put it on. It's length reached half way down his thighs. He tied the belt but knew that he would have to be careful with his positioning if he wanted to avoid exposing himself. He bundled up his clothes and went downstairs making his way to the room from where he could hear a radio playing. He walked in and the woman looked him up and down. "I couldn't find a towel." he explained, "It suits you!" she smiled. Rich felt his face redden. "Come and sit on the settee and let me look at your wound." he was told. Rich sat down. The woman sat on the floor in front of him. She lifted his leg slightly and placed his foot on her lap. She looked at the graze on his knee. At the same time her hand was gently caressing his calf. Her touch felt fantastic on the back of his leg, his cock agreed as he felt it start to stiffen. "I think you'll live!" she said but continued to run her fingers up and down the length of his calf. Rich could feel his cock getting bigger. The woman's hand made its way up to his thigh, she slid it under the robe and round to his inner thigh causing Rich to bite his bottom lip. There was no way he could hide his erection now, his vessels were pumped full of blood his cock aching to be touched. The woman flicked the robe away, exposing his erect cock, and stared at his dick pointing up from between his legs. "Mmmmmm, that looks nice." she said after a few moments. She got up and sat next to him on the settee. "Take the robe off and stand in front of me." she instructed. He did as he was told and she caressed his inner thighs. His cock was desperate to be touched but she was happy just looking. Her right hand reached up and she took the weight of his balls in the palm of her hand, gently squeezing them. Rich let out a small moan as he looked down watching the massage his balls were receiving. She moved forward in her seated position, she licked her lips and moved her mouth towards his cock. She ran her moist lips over his swollen end and the underside of his cock was greeted by her tongue. "Fuck!" Rich murmured, followed by a long "aaaaaaargh!" She began fucking his cock with her mouth, tasting the juices that were oozing from the end of his dick. She was moaning now as her mouth made his cock wet and slippery with a combination of his precum and her saliva. She continued to massage his balls, he knew he couldn't take much more and she must have sensed it too. She removed his cock from her mouth and replaced it with her other hand. She wanked his cock. Up and down his swollen length her hand pumped. Rich felt his orgasm start, he couldn't hold back, his eyes closed and his legs almost buckled as he felt his cock squirt out a stream of cum. He looked down to watch a second spurt join the first streak of white spunk on the woman's black skirt. A few more drops were squeezed out as her hand slowed its wanking rhythm. She stood up and made Rich sit down, quickly undid her skirt and slipped it down to the floor followed by her white panties. Rich didn't get the chance to enjoy the sight of her nylon stocking clad legs as she straddled him on the couch, took hold of still erect, wet cock and guided it towards her wanton pussy. Her cunt lips were swollen with excitement, her pussy open and wanting his cock inside. Her own wetness allowed his cock to slip straight in, his full length swallowed up inside her. Rich reached round and placed his hands on the soft flesh of her buttocks, he squeezed them with his fingers as she ground her pussy along the length of his shaft. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he could feel her warm breath in his ear. She was panting heavily, soon each breath was accompanied by a small whimper as she headed towards her own climax. She unwrapped her arms from around his neck and placed a hand on each of his shoulders. Her nails dug into his flesh as she arched her back and threw her head back. Her cunt tightened around his cock and she stopped moving, her body tense as the first wave of her orgasm took control. She moaned and started to ride his cock again with a desperate urge to get every last ounce of pleasure from the orgasm that was riding through her body. Rich held onto her buttocks and looked down between their bodies, watching her cunt fuck his cock. She came, she came hard, her words were incoherent as she moaned through her orgasm. She collapsed forward and the urgency subsided as the sensations of her orgasm were replaced with a feeling of satisfaction. A few moments later she dismounted Richs' cock, it glistened with her juices that covered its entire length, the hairs at the base were matted with her wetness. He watched the movement in the round buttocks of her arse as she walked away from him and out of the room. Rich wanted more, he was desperate to come again. His hopes were soon dashed, however, when she returned to the room now fully clothed again. "I really must get to work." she said. A Ride To Remember As I was driving home from work, I noticed a car pulled off to the side of the road. Just a mile or so down the road, I noticed a woman walking. Assuming the car to be hers, I rolled down my window and asked, "Hi, ma'am. Is that your car back there? Do you need help?" "Yeah. My tire is flat." "Well I have a cell phone if you'd like to call someone. Or I can change your tire." "I don't know. I mean, I don't have any cash to pay you anything." "Ah, you don't have to pay me. I've been there. I'll change it for free. "Thanks." "Well, hop in." After she had climbed into the passenger seat, I turned around and drove back to her car. "Can you open the trunk so I can get your spare?" "Sure." After she opened her trunk, I began removing the spare. "Uh oh" "That don't sound good," she replied. "It's not. Your spare is flat." "Oh no." "Well, I have my cell phone, if you'd like to call someone to come get you. I can even wait with you until they get here." "I don't have anyone to call. I'm just transferred to UGA and haven't made many friends yet." "I hate to leave you out here. Where are you going?" "Home." "Where do you live?" "In Arbor Creek." "I go by there on my way home. I can give you a ride." "Are you sure?" "Sure." "Thanks," she said as we got back in my car. "What's your major?" "Art." "Cool. By the way, I'm Keith." "I'm Ashley." "Nice to meet you Ashley." "Nice to meet you, too. You're the first person I've seen in this neighborhood that isn't over 40." "I know. It is a mostly older community. But it's a short drive to Athens and not overpopulated by drunk college students--no offense." "None taken," she said, laughing. "So, I'm guessing your out of college based on what you just said." "Yeah, I'm probably old compared to you. I'm 30." "Not too much older. I'm 22." We chatted a little more as I drove her home. As we pulled into the subdivision I asked, "Which way?" She pointed out which direction and then to her house as we approached saying, "That one." "Well, here we are. Good luck with your car." "Thanks." As she was walking away she turned and asked, "Hey, do you want to come in and wash the grease off your hands?" "I did get slightly dirty messing with that spare. Sure, if you don't mind." She pointed me towards the bathroom as we walked into the house. I needed to relieve myself of the water I drank while at work, so I decided to do so while I was in the bathroom. As I was finishing up the bathroom door opened. "Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry. I thought you were just washing your hands. I was going to ask if you wanted something to drink before you left. Oh my god. I'm ...." She was having trouble finding something else to say as she was embarrassed that she had walked in on someone who was still pretty much a stranger to her. "It's OK. I should've asked if it was OK to use the restroom while I was here or been smart and locked the door." "I...I..." She stopped and giggled as she looked down. It was then that I noticed in the process of being walked in on that I had forgotten to put my cock back in my pants. So, there I was "hanging out" in front of her. "Oh no. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to flash you," I said, turning embarrassed myself now. It was then that I finally took the time to notice her. She was quite a nice looking woman. She had chestnut brown hair just past her shoulders, stood at about 5'5, looked to weigh about 130 and had the cutest smile I'd seen in a while. I then caught myself looking her over, noticing how her denim shorts left most of her tan legs uncovered and how her t-shirt stopped just above her navel. "Like what you see?" she said as she smiled and pointed. It was then that I realized my cock had began to grow hard as I looked her over. "I'm sorry. I should probably go," I said. "It's OK. It's actually not one to be ashamed of." "Really? It's only 6 inches. Definitely nothing to brag about." "It's really thick, though." "You just haven't seen many," I replied laughing. "I almost feel like I should show you my tits to be fair," she said laughing. "Only if I can touch them," I joked back. "Do I get to touch yours?" "Sure you can touch my tits. But they aren't as nice as yours I'm sure," I quipped. By this time I was fully erect thinking about what she would look like fully nude. About that time, she reached down and began to stroke my hard cock. "Wow, it's really hard." "And all because of you," I said. "Let's get out of the bathroom," she said, leading me to the living room. "Have a seat," she said as she removed her shirt and bra, revealing a nice pair of B cup breasts. "Is it my turn to touch?," I asked. "Sure," she said as she sat next to me. I leaned over and began massaging both her breasts. "Very nice," I said. I then leaned in and gently sucked her left nipple. Getting no rejection, I moved on to the right. As I continued to suck and gently nibble her nipples, a soft moan escaped her lips. It was then that I looked up and saw her head back with eyes closed. I began to kiss my way down her body now. As I reached her navel, I paused, expecting her to stop me at any minute. But, she didn't. I unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down her legs, tossing them aside. Pulling her panties to the side, I began to gently lick her soft mound. "Oh, that feels so good," she said. As her excitement grew, so did the moistness of her pussy. Her clit began to peek out from under the hood. It was then that I inserted one finger into her now wet pussy. Working up a steady rhythm with my finger as I continued to lick and gently suck her moist pussy lips, I alternated between her slit and her clit. It wasn't long before her breathing became hastened and her body tightened. Soon, thereafter my face was drenched with her juices as she reached her climax. "Oh hell yeah," she said as she smiled. "Your turn." As I got up and sat on the couch she went to her knees, and pulled my pants and boxers down in one swift motion. Her mouth engulfed my hard member and soon she worked up a rhythm bobbing up and down on my swollen cock. "Wow. You have talent," I said as she continued her oral assault. I was wondering how long I could hold out when she stopped. "Wait right here," she said. A few seconds later she returned with a condom in hand. She had removed her panties while she was gone. Without a word, she rolled the condom onto my cock and straddled me. She then slowly slid onto my prick until ever inch was inside her. She lifted herself up until just the tip was in and slowly slid back down to the hilt again. She did this 3 or 4 times before she began to ride me harder. I kissed her breasts as the bounced in my face, holding on to her hips as she bounced up and down on my raging hard-on. Our moans mixed together as we became lost in our lustful moment. After several minutes of having her riding my hard cock, we switched positions and I re-entered her missionary style. I worked up to a nice pace rubbing her clit as I thrusted repeatedly into her hot love tunnel. Finally, I began to feel that tale-tell tingling in my balls. About that time she screamed out, "I'm gonna cum." As she came, it sent me over the edge and I unloaded one of the biggest loads I've ever produced into the condom. We lay there for a few minutes, me still inside her. I then pulled out and removed the condom, disposing of it. We both got dressed and soon afterwards I said, "Well, I better go." "Yeah, I need to call a tow truck for my car," she said. "Well, it was nice to meet you Ashley. Or should I say nice to eat you?" After a brief laugh from her, I added, "I know. That was cheesy." "Same to you. Feel free to come back again sometime. You know where I live now." "Oh I will. Let me give you my cell number." We exchanged phone numbers and I headed home for the day. A Ride to Remember I know this is entirely cliché, but in the last 24-hours I have lived the time of my life! A ride to remember...beginning yesterday afternoon with the moment you wisped me away so that we could go play. Continuing straight through to the very second you drove away this morning after whispering into my ear, "I'll call you on Wednesday". I have relentlessly relived our truly amazing escape together. Over. And over. And over! Giving my all, I have tried to remember a time in my life when I have smiled so sincerely. Or when I have even known what it feels like to live. Really live! Without doubt, happiness is a euphoric frame of mind to endure. And with you as my lover, I am absolutely and completely consumed. There is not a split second that passes by when I do not imagine being in your arms. Arms that captures and secures all my weakness' remolding me into a woman of strength. Life as I've known it has absolutely and wonderfully been altered forever. Oh, how very much, I like it! My ultimate joy began months ago during our first phone call. There is nothing like the first conversation filled with complete and utter truth. Rawness continuing into our second, our third, our 103rd... There has not been a moment pass by when we have not smiled, laughed and had fun together. This may just be love -- but then again, of all woman, how would I recognize it? * * * * * What exquisite beauty my eyes are feeding upon. A masterpiece that is large and majestic. My language and breath now elude me! His masculinity is so massive and gorgeous. His rock hard muscles, musky fragrance and confidence leave me without words. I stare at him in complete awe and amazement. The need to memorize every inch of him is nearly all too consuming. If only I can reach out and touch him... I've never seen such a striking animal and for him to present himself in such close proximity is breath-taking. What began as merely time for us to flee and engage in a bit of play, is swiftly becoming a true endowment of affection. A sunset rendezvous being our destination is bringing with it serene mountainous beauty. This is a blessed day in paradise and coated in sunshine. To our surprise we are being offered up a private showing; starring a powerful and graceful herd of elk, including the "Branch Bull" himself and certainly in all his glory. We continue our venture onward and upward. And with each bend in the winding and bumpy road comes sexual tension in extreme intensity. My black-lace panties are now moist with solid evidence of my seductive wishes. With each swerve of the truck and pot-hole taken, I am experiencing jolts of searing tingles and bold awareness of my bodies' wants and needs. This foreplay has me hot, wet and wild. The desire to bring you to full hardness is consuming my mind. I know your size and the taste of your juice so completely. I hunger for both, but hold on to the awareness that the point will come. The truck came to a sudden halt. You pull on the parking brake with power and urgency. Looking deep into my eyes you ask, "Can you see how deep the embankment is?" I unbuckle and lean across your broad, masculine and great smelling body in an effort to take in the view out of your window. I know perfectly well that this is exactly your intent. The valleys bottom is barely within site. My single thought now being, "Wow!" Although amazing, the scenic view certainly is not deserving of my exclamation. In a teasing and taunting fashion I begin to play. With slow and intentional movement, my body transfers and reacts with radiating heat and motion. I can feel the erect nipples from my full and swollen breasts rubbing back and forth across your chest. The aroma is a combination of musk cologne and sweat. The mere size of your manliness causes me to feel every bit of the sexy and sensual woman that I am. Breathing in deeply, I release an exhale of mmm... If only these progressing sensations would be certain to never cease to exist. Slowly maneuvering my body, I turn to face you. Our eyes connect with an enticing smile shared. Devilish longing is what I recognized in your eyes. Your hunger now sets forth a rippling effect into the deepest crevice of my feminine wilds. At this point "wild" is a definite understatement. Eagerness for you to have all consuming access into my pulsating deepness has my twat dripping with fluid for your taking. I nearly melt upon feeling your hand slide deep within my hair. You gently demand my movement towards you so that our burning and engorged lips fuse in captured affection. Kisses beginning slowly and softly are now intense and firm. Mutual desire is creating discomfort in our confining apparel. Our bodies frantically gyrate in replication of our kisses shared. Tongues inviting each other with confidence as motions of darting in and out, then around and around took us to familiar heights. Our combining movements are unable to cease in this moment - only the depth and speed fluctuating. The temperature of our combining breath is increasingly becoming feverous. Hearts racing, blood pumping, gasps taken, and moisture. Oh...so much moisture flowing. We both are now, obviously, geared up with enthusiasm to provide and receive in sexual harmony. With sweet closure, our bodies reluctantly part and our driven journey continues. With each bush passing and mile travelled, our destination is now soon to be reached. The rawness of my knowing causes the inside of my thighs to tighten and release. Wondering about the chance possibilities of our being witnessed to causes me to be aware of our surroundings. A soundless chuckle leaves my lips as my intake of the long, straight and mature fir line trees that lining each side of our path developing into a picture-perfect comparison. This scene strikes me of 'prim and proper' soldiers towering over us with disapproving sighs. Maybe they lack the pleasure of witnessing such a naughty and sexually free coupling. With this amusing thought, I come back to reality by reaching for and fondled your very lonely and enticing earlobe. And in return, I receive your low-pitched moan of approval. This afternoon's sunshine, though strong and bright, is now becoming closer to evading us. Our travels are now becoming intense, as we rush in order of taking no chance in our experiencing disappointment. Speedily we persist toward the viewpoint. Admittedly, the rays are so pure and brilliant posses no capture of my attention. My undoubted attraction and affections for you, and you alone, are being drawn out of me by your splendor and form. With ease, the sunbeams persuade these surrounding expansions to magnify in blush. But for me, physically, all I can visualize is our love making as it matures in my minds-eye. With each gaze that I offer in your direction, my heart grows fonder and my body hotter. Alive with passion, my left hand begins to travel the length of your firm and muscular leg. Touch representing my gift solely for you. In time, pleasure being your token of my unfaltering skill and craving. Worthy are you, my sacrifice of nothing less than myself. Starting with lengthy, gentle and loving caresses are swiftly becoming intense, longing and possessive strokes lingering close to your erection. I share a suggestion of my own anticipation. My intention, by portraying a range of teasing, is to indicate promises of satisfaction. Chance touches of your hardening package cause my clit to surge with waves of explosive sensations. Expanding and crashing waves striking just above my now sweltering lips. Orgasmic surges of constant and consistent length and intensity. Our moment over-takes my sense of safety. Though covered in fabric your rock-hard self is now in my hand. Continuing my intense, longing and possessive strokes are at last claiming just an inkling of my wants. In reaction and for you, I am hot, wet and tasting of sweet molting honey... Enjoying my wonder, I post this thought to myself... If I were to relieve your firm cock from your now tight jeans, will it be glistening with a coating of pre-cum? With an evil smile, my answer is to believe -- yes! And then a halting thought, will sucking your hardening rod now ruin your plans that you have for me for later? With this possibility, a twinge of disappointment came. I do not want to take away from your enjoyment... A battle worth fighting for is now being laid before me. I need desperately to calm my stormy waters. And keep them calm until our arrival. The scenic look-out can certainly not be much further. Or in the least I pray! And what can be more extraordinary than making love just after watching the sun setting and bidding adieu especially after such a luscious day. Well except for before, during and after. Mmm... My realization and awareness that our romantic encounter will be happening before long, is definite incentive enough to calm these stormy waters of mine. And I have no idea how many times today I heard myself saying, "I'm sorry hon - what did you say?" Though, you do know me well. Very well! Without a doubt, you are familiar to my wanting you...finally and completely. My thoughts are distracted by the sound of your down-shifting the truck and announcing, "I think this is... No, it can't be unless they tore down the old building that should stand just about there." Pointing just back from where we now sit. "No, this can't be right." I can read the disappointment on your face. "Let's go just a bit further. If need be, we can always come back." In this moment you return the truck back on the road. And I am back to self-coaching in attempt to calm my needs. It is just a couple miles further before we drove up to our destination. Here stood the building that you are remembering from your visits to the look-out in the past. Indeed, the most exciting structure that I have ever had the pleasure of beholding. Not because of the architecture or the history, but because it marks our pending unity. You maneuver the truck toward the parking area and to our dismay... Without a second spared we both speak in unison, "People. Damn!" Our twin smiles prove positive of our being in agreement. Leaving the seclusion of the truck we set out for some fresh air. Alone together strolling hand-in-hand, laughing together, sharing kisses and holding each other so tightly we can nearly pass through each other. Life is good today! The sun is setting, our sunset, and it is as absolutely spectacular. Together we absorb the beauty of our surroundings. Spotting this night's first star I make a wish. May we stay as happy as we are in this very moment. You gently turn me to face you. Lowering your lips to mine and becoming one. The searing warmth of your mouth leaves nothing of your desires to my imagination. You want me -- you want me now! This is a kiss that is known only between lovers. Best friends that are also lovers. We part and your most intoxicating smile simply melts me. And then I hear your low and sexy voice, "Looks like everyone else has left. Let's go back to the truck." I feel you reach for my hand and I eagerly accept it. Our walk is at a much swifter pace and we reach the truck in nearly half the time of our earlier leisurely stroll. It happens...you start the truck and immediately crank the heater. "I'm freezing! We will warm up in no time. Let's head down the mountain." And with this said...my confusion sets in. We are leaving. We are leaving? What? No! Yes, in the truck and head down off of the mountain and towards what I assume is home. I am definitely now equally as quiet as I've been most of the day. But this time, this time is for a completely different reason. Seemingly minutes passing bring us the end of the road and land in this quaint town. Surprising me with an offer for a shared dinner in the next big town, we head further away from home. Again, I am excited and making wishes... Being firm-minded and set on controlling my naughtiness until after dinner, I know exactly what I need. I must keep you talking, which I do enjoy and will certainly bring me to tears with laughter and joy. Sharing stories, laughter and down-right girlie giggles. A delicious dinner continues our date with so much delight. And then your suggestion to stay at a hotel brought with it butterflies...and then they take flight as we leave town and head towards home. Your "hotel" suggestion was a clear message that you yearn for me and need me now. Home. Home is where our oasis is waiting for us. Our cozy fresh laundered bedding, our romantic display of candles and our favorite tunes on the stereo. Yeah, home is good. Hopefully, we just get there before those crashing waves return, deeply within me, and I am unable to self-coach. And in turn, reach the point of persuading myself to self-satisfy. You, my man, have the ability of driving me absolutely wild with desire. I now plead for distractions, distractions, and yes even more distractions. And upon my request arrive smiles, fun and laughter... Our being, no more than ten miles within home, I could not stop me any longer. With no mild jester, my hand made direct contact with the zippered area of your jeans. Upon contact it became obvious that you were pleased. "Oh..." is what releases from your heated breath and meets my ear with pleasure. I continue to firmly grasp and rub in reaction to your hardened excitement. Removing your right hand from the wheel and making contact with my breast caused deep and longing desires within me. Deep within me! I arch my back and extend my breasts out requiring more intense contact. My hips are moving forward and back causing fulfillment from the bucket seat. Now within moments of arriving home, you sped up in order to reach our awaiting bed. I light the candles in our room, while you stay behind and lock house for the night. Doubtful either will be departing from our shared bed. Not hearing you arrive behind me, I am pleasantly surprised by the feel of your swollen goodness as "he" rubs against my taught fanny. I moan and lean my head back against your chest, arching while placing my gap against your head. Reaching around you grasp both of my breasts in the palms of your hands and massage them in firm rounds of massage. I moan yet again just before you turn me so that I can see the hunger and desperation in your eyes. Silently you scream that you want me now and for hours to come. Placing a loving hand on each side of my face, you lower your lips to mine. Such sweet, yummy kisses. A coupling known to me and recognize even if being received in the pitch black of night. During countless encounters, not unlike this moment, I have memorized your taste, touch and technique. Snuggling together on the couch and kissing the hours away, is certainly one of my favorite pass-times. Before my noticing, I stood before you naked as a jaybird and loving the way you are look at me with such longing and passion. I'm quick to offer myself the same favor by removing your clothing as well. With the release of your cock that was seconds ago under cover, I can resist no longer being separated from "him". I lower myself and "he" is deep within my mouth. Hot and laced in pre-cum, I scrub you clean with my tongue. Lapping up every bit of the juice that is being release from your swollen shaft. I move back and forth in elevated excitement, sucking harder in search for added pre-cum. You taste so heavenly. I've wanted to be connected with you in this way the entire afternoon. I feel you gently coaching me upward and hear your request to join you in bed. Being willing to separate from you for no other reason, I turn just long enough to close the door behind me and offer myself above you as you lay. Our time is now arriving... On top of you I lay as we share the deepest of kisses. In satisfying yearning your penis receives the sauce from my vagina as I rub against you in a grinding fashion. Our love making ritual is to take our time to express our needs and wants in clear unspoken messages. But not tonight! Tonight we are ravaging and consuming each other in a frenzy of tossing, turning, rubbing and consuming fashion - with each insisting on pleasing the other immediately and completely. Positioning ourselves so that I can drink from your spout and you can enter my fountain, we continue with electrifying delight. We join together in our song of "oh, oh, oh...oh, god yes...aw, aw, aw..." repeating to the point of my screaming out and drenching your hand in climax. You match my move and fill my mouth with your cum. Eagerly I take every bit of it and swallow it deeply. Exhausted, I collapse on top of you. Our bodies tightly sealed together with sweat and exhaustion. Satisfied...for now! A Ride to Remember "Hey, I'm having a really rough day, can I come over and hang out?" I ask you over the phone. "Sure. Come on over." When I get to your house, you open your door with a welcoming smile. You give me a comforting hug, and I start crying. "Woah, what's going on?" You ask, concerned. "I don't even know. Nothing. Everything. I'm just tired of being lonely. Tired of being treated like I'm nothing until he wants sex. Mostly, I think I am just plain tired. I stay up late to avoid having to go to bed with him, the sex is all about him and I am left feeling empty every single time." You let me cry for a while in your warm, comfortable arms before guiding me to the couch to sit down. Resting my head on your shoulders, we sit in silence for a while. "You don't deserve that." You say after a few minutes. "He is a selfish, worthless excuse for a man, and you deserve more. You need more, or you will go insane." You say as you move to look me in the eyes. "When was the last time you felt safe and secure?" You ask. "Honestly, right now, being here with you. I always feel safe over here. You are the only one who doesn't excuse his behavior because of his gender. You don't tell me it's normal. I know it isn't normal, and you are the only one who listens." I say, on the verge of tears again. You gently slap my knee and stand up. "Let's take your mind off of this and do something fun." You say. I look at you, unsure what you mean. Taking my hand, you pull me off the couch and lead me to the garage. You grab a motorcycle helmet and hand it to me. "Seriously?" I ask. "I have never ridden one before." "Don't worry, I won't go too fast unless you want me too." You assure me. Because I trust you, I climb on the back of your black and chrome motorcycle, wrapping my arms around your waist for stability. As you start up the bike, I notice how the engine vibrates underneath me. It is a very pleasant sensation. We back out of the garage and down the driveway onto the street. As we take off down the road, I am already feeling better as the fresh air hits my skin. We ride around the neighborhood a while before you head onto the main road. Moving faster than I expected we start heading out of town. I want to ask where we are going, but I know I won't be heard over the engine. After a brisk ride down the highway, you turn off into the woods. Slowing down significantly, you expertly guide the bike down a path deeper into the woods. We finally come to a clearing where you stop, put down the kickstand and kill the engine. "Well, what did you think?" You ask, a smile on your face. "That was the most fun I have had in a very long time!" I reply. We sit down on the bed of dry grass and leaves and spend the next several minutes talking about nothing in particular. I feel you move a strand of hair out of my face, and the feel of your skin on mine sends shivers through my body that I hadn't felt in years. Our eyes meet. Moving quickly, you grab my head in your hands and pull me into a deep, passionate kiss. Your lips are firm and sweet. You tongue is moving into my mouth as you taste me, your hands moving down my body as you pull my shirt off. I reach up and begin to unbutton your shirt, you begin kissing my ears. Sighing with pleasure at the feel of your warm breath against my flesh, the sensation sends sparks of desire throughout my body. As I finish with the last button you hastily remove your shirt and your t shirt. Running your hands down my back, you kiss me again, this time harder, with more need. You lay me back onto the ground and continue kissing down my body. "Should we go back to the house?" You ask. Shaking my head I look over at your motorcycle, sitting there, the perfect place to play. You raise one eyebrow, looking skeptical. "Trust me." I smile. We sit back up and I stand, grabbing your hand to guide you to your bike. Hopping up onto the seat, I sit sideways and pull your body towards mine. I bring your mouth to mine and we continue to kiss passionately, fervently. Unfastening my jeans, you slide one hand into my panties, and begin rubbing my clit. I move my hips upward to meet your hand and beg you to move lower, needing to feel you inside me. Pulling your hand away, you try to mount the bike and get in position for fun. "No, not yet." I say, trying to catch my breath. "Then what do I do?" You ask. Grinning, I point to the ground, and you kneel obediently. I unfasten my jeans and slide them off. You grab my panties, pulling them off completely. Sitting back down on the bike, I open my legs to you so you can see my wet and ready pussy. Placing your strong hands on my butt for leverage, you bury your face between my legs. Your tongue begins circling my clit, and you begin to nip and suck on my labia, causing me to gasp in pleasure. I grab your hair in my hands trying to make you move deeper. Your tongue moves down starting to probe my wet and juicy pussy, making me start thrusting my hips into you, wanting more of you. The oral pleasure brings me close to orgasm when you stop, and stand up, removing your trousers to reveal your long, hard cock. I lick my lips wanting to taste you, and place one hand at the base of your shaft and start giving you a hand job. I bring you into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the sensitive tip of your cock, moving down, I lick each and every inch of you. I lick back up to the tip of your cock taking your head in my mouth. I'm moving my mouth up and down your cock, letting my tongue swirl over your tip, darting into that sensitive opening, hoping for a taste of your semen. You pull yourself out of my mouth before you cum. I reposition and straddle your bike, leaning back against the gas tank and handle bars. Climbing onto the seat of the motorcycle you insert your middle finger deeply into me, the tip of your finger grazing my G-spot. "Oh god right there!" I cry out. "That's the spot huh?" You tease. Inserting another finger, the pleasure intensifies. I start rubbing my clit against your palm. Taking the hint you move deeper, making sure you are massaging my clit and g-spot simultaneously. "Oh my god! Fuck me, please! I need you cock, I need you inside me now!" I beg, my orgasm so very close. Instead you shove another finger inside me and I instantly cum around your hand. My juices flow over your fingers and you use them to lubricate your, once again, hard cock. As you move closer to me, I wrap my legs around your waist, pulling your cock deep inside me. I start bucking against you, needing to feel you as deep as you could go. Slowly, you pull yourself out of my dripping wet pussy until just the head is left inside. Then you inch slowly back inside me, watching each inch disappear inside my small frame. The slow movement is driving me crazy with need. Grabbing my waist, you position me on top of your cock so I can ride you. Reaching one hand up you grab one of my size D boobs and start playing, pinching the nipple. All I can think about is the feel of your cock inside me, hitting all the right spots, another orgasm already building. Grabbing my waist you help me continue to ride your cock as you get closer to cumming. I starting cumming and I give myself over to the pleasure, my body is trembling with ripples of pleasure moving through me, blocking out all awareness of anything except your cock in my pussy. I feel your orgasm as you unload inside my pussy. You bring me down as far as I will go over your cock and hold me tight as your cock convulses inside me, releasing the tension that had been building inside you for so long. After a few minutes, I lean back onto the handlebars, the metal cooling my hot skin. As we try to catch our breath, you climb off the bike and look down at me, laying there in our juices reveling in the pleasure you created for me. "We need to get back to the house and clean up this mess." You say, with a teasing look in your eyes. I sit up, intrigued by what you could be thinking. We get dressed and get back on the bike. The engine vibrations nearly send me into another orgasm when you start the bike. You guide the motorcycle back to the road as we head back to your place. I can't wait to see what you have in store for me when we get there.