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The Green Days Ch. 01

By: nikkijames



Clint and I had met through a mutual friend at a gathering we had both been invited to. He was very attractive, standing 6'4" with an athletic build, weighing about 205 pounds with short brown hair and hazel eyes.

I knew I had to meet this man, so I had asked Emily, the party's hostess to introduce us. She and I walked over to where he was standing with some other party goers and she said, " Clint this is Michelle, the girl I was telling you about." My stomach felt as though it had dropped to my feet. "She had told him about me?" I thought.

"Nice to meet you Clint." I said while extending a hand. 

"The pleasure is all mine." He said while taking my hand and pulling it to his lips and applying a soft kiss to the back of it.

Emily shot me a look and with a smile, she turned and walked away from Clint and I. I could feel myself blush, not knowing what to say. 

"Would you care for a drink?" Clint asked.

"Sure." I said.

We walked over to the bar area and got our drinks and decided to go down by the fire where there were only a few other people and we would be able talk a bit. The ground was a bit uneven and Clint put his hand on the small of my back to help me steady myself as we walked down through the yard.

There was some silence as we sipped at our drinks and watched the fire pop and crackle, throwing sparks up into the night sky. The night air was chilly and although sitting close to the fire, I shivered a bit. Clint must have seen this because he moved a bit closer and put this arm around me.

"Do you mind?" He asked.

"Not at all." I said turning my face to his and then quickly looking back to the fire.

We chatted about trivial things such as where we worked, our pets, how we both knew Emily and things of that sort. People came and went and Clint and I continued to sit by the fire just chatting away. It was almost as though we had known each other forever, as he was very easy to talk to. A few times Emily had come down and refilled our drinks, which I thought was very nice of her.

"I am the hostess with the mostess ya know." She said on one of her return trips back to the house.

I'm not even sure how long Clint and I had been sitting by fire, but we decided it was best for us to return to the party. He again laid his hand on my back as we trekked up the hill. Once we got up there, we saw that most of the people had actually left and Emily was starting to clean up, throwing plastic cups and beer bottles in trash bags. 

"Need some help?" I offered.

"Nope, I've got it. Thanks." She replied, smiling.

"Well then, I think I should head out myself." I said, not really wanting to go and hoping that Clint would ask me to stay.

"Yeah, me too." He said though.

Both shocked and a bit disappointed, I walked into Emily's house to grab my car keys. I found them lying on the kitchen table, grabbed them and when I turned around Clint was standing in the doorway.

"What do you think about going for a drive to the lake?" He asked with a grin on his face.

I blushed and fumbled with my keys, nearly dropping them on the floor.

" Um ... How do we manage that? I mean, they will see us leaving together won't they?" I stuttered. I really didn't care who saw us leaving together, but I didn't want to seem too anxious or desperate.

"I'll just say that I think you've had too much to drink to be driving and that I'm giving you a ride home. You can get your car tomorrow."

"Okay. I guess that will work." I said smiling. "Should I pretend to stagger through the yard too?"

"Only if you want to." Clint said chuckling.

He grabbed my hand and lead me through the yard and to his truck. "Bye Emily!" I yelled back over my shoulder. When we got to his truck, he opened the passenger side door and waited until I was in and situated before closing it. I watched him, smiling contently as he walked around the front of the truck and opened his door, climbed in and shut the door. He looked over at me and smiled as he stuck the keys in the ignition. I was still smiling as I reached for my seatbelt and buckled up, now looking out the front window. Clint put the truck in drive and we were off.

I had nervous and excited butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. There was silence and then Clint asked if I would mind some music.

"Not at all." I said, feeling a bit more at ease with the silence being broken by music.

Clint scanned the radio stations and stopped on a rock station, 'Pain' by Three Days Grace was playing.

"Is this alright with you?" He questioned.

"Yeah, this is a good song." I replied.

As he drove, Clint reached over and put his right hand on my left thigh. I felt a slight excited churning in my stomach when he did this. I looked over at him as he looked at me and we both just smiled. I laced the fingers of my left hand through his fingers as it lay on my thigh. Not a lot was said, I had too many thoughts running through my head and didn't want to make an ass of myself. I just wanted to see what the night was going to bring.

Clint turned into a small gravel parking lot just off the road and shut the lights of the truck off. The moonlight was shimmering on the lake and it was very peaceful and quiet out. I unbuckled my seatbelt, as did Clint and he pushed the center console/arm rest up and out of the way, then he pulled me over towards the middle of the seat. 

I turned towards him to speak and before I could even get one word out, Clint had his lips pressed to mine. His lips were full, soft and very warm. I closed my eyes and started kissing him back, a slight grin spreading across my lips as I did so. Our lips parted and I allowed his tongue into my mouth to explore. My first taste of Clint and I was hooked. He was a very sensual kisser and as our tongues danced together, he ran his hand up my thigh, my side, over my shoulder and let it come to rest on the side of my head, cupping my head right behind my ear. I would feel him scrunch his fingers up and get a handful of hair as he pulled me closer into him. A slight sigh escaped me and I pushed into him, my own hands now running over his face through his short hair and to his neck, pulling him into me. 

Clint broke away from our kiss and with a smile on his face he sat there shaking his head back and forth and just looked at me.

"What?" I said with a devilish smirk. I knew what he wanted, I also wanted to hear him say it.

He gave the tilt-wheel latch a quick flick and there was a 'thud' as the steering wheel released and went into the most upright position, then he leaned into me, pushing me back. At the same time he grabbed my legs and swung them up onto the seat and got himself situated so that he was now kneeling between my legs. It all happened so quickly all I could do was chuckle a bit while biting my lower lip.

"I want you." Clint whispered into my ear, making me squirm awkwardly below him.

"MMMM." I moaned into the darkness.

I pulled Clint's face to my own and parted his lips with my tongue. He freely allowed me to do so and pushed himself down on me as our tongues touched again. My hands were all over him, touching anything and everything that I could reach. 

The Green Days Ch. 02



As we continued kissing, Clint raised his hips up a bit and I could hear the buckle of his belt clinking and in that instant I felt a small pulsing in my pussy. It seemed as though he was having some troubles with the button on his jeans, so I worked my hands in between the two of us and assisted him with not only the button, but the zipper as well. He pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth and ground his hips into mine. 

Clint broke away from our kiss and sat up onto his knees. He slid his jeans down over his hips and for the first time I could actually see how endowed he was. His cock trying to break through the material of his gray boxers and I could see a small dark spot where a bit of his juice had ran from the tip. He ran his fingers under the waistband of his boxers and pulled it out and over the head of his cock and then slid them down over his hips and down his thighs, letting them come to rest on the seat of the truck along with his jeans. He pulled his shirt up and over his head and threw it on the passenger side floor. 

I laid there and marveled at the pure sexiness this man exuded. I still couldn't believe that this was really happening to me. "Please, don't wake me if I'm dreaming." I thought to myself.

Clint ran his hands up my inner thighs and applied pressure as he ran his hands over my pubic mound, then up over my belly and breasts. As he slid his hands up he had also hooked my shirt on this thumbs, so it was now coming up as well. I picked up my head and he slid his hands up over my shoulders and slid my shirt over my head. While I still had my head up, Clint quickly ran his left hand behind my neck and pulled me up a bit further so he could get his right hand down to unfasten my bra. While working on the clasps of my bra, I sucked, kissed and licked on his neck. His breathing hitched a bit now. I felt the release of the clasps and Clint pulled both hands to the front of me now as I laid back on the seat. He had my bra straps hooked in his fingers and as he brought his hands together in front of me, my bra was off and my breasts were exposed to him. 

Instinctively, I tried to cover myself a bit, feeling so exposed and thinking that my large 44DD breasts weren't as appealing now that they were free. Clint reassured me that I had nothing to worry about though when he grabbed my hands and pulled them above my head, holding my wrists up against the door and ravaging my breasts with his mouth. After knowing that I wasn't going to fight him off, he let go of my wrists and now used his hands to freely explore my tits. He would squeeze one and then the other, moving his mouth back and forth between them as well, letting his tongue across my pert nipples. I would hear him actually suck my nipple into his mouth and when he released it there was a "pop" noise. Every time he pulled my nipple into his mouth, I would arch my back and breath as deeply as I could. "God that feels amazing!" I sighed out into the night.

Clint kissed his way from my belly button up between my tits, giving a little nibble on my neck and then hopping over to my awaiting mouth. Our tongues played roughly, not like the sensual kisses before. It was more passion, more sexual desire and more need. I dug my nails into Clint's back and wrapped my left leg around his ass while I put my right leg up on the dash. I lifted my hips to meet his rigid cock. "I ..... want ...... you ....." I managed to get out of my mouth as we kissed.

Clint broke free and between the two of us we managed to get my jeans unbuttoned and zipped and somehow down over my hips and thighs. Trying to get them over my knees with Clint still straddling me was another story. Clint reached behind him and pulled the handle to the driver's side door and the door flung open, nearly spilling Clint out into the gravel. With his jeans and boxers still down around his knees, Clint slid himself backwards out of the door. He reached in and grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him, it felt as if he were going to pull me right on out of the truck. He pulled my jeans the rest of the way off my legs and threw them in the bed. He kissed up my inner thigh and nudged his nose in my crotch, breathing in the musky scent of my womanhood. Then before I even knew it, my panties were being slid down over my hips and I raised my ass to assist, I bent my right leg and then the left and when I went to put them back down, Clint grabbed them both and laid them over his shoulders. He was now kneeling on the running board and my panties had joined my jeans in the bed of the truck. His warm hands felt so amazing as they ran up my chilled thighs to my tits. I could feel his heavy warm breath as his mouth hovered above my pussy. 

Clint ran his hands back down over my belly and stopped so that he had one on either inner thigh and his thumbs rested on my pussy lips. My breathing had become quite hitched by this point, I had my hands above my head, holding onto the passenger side door handle. Clint used his thumbs to part my pussy lips and as quick as the chilled night air hit me, he had his warm mouth cover me. His tongue darting here and there, his right thumb rubbing my clit in circles. "Ohhhhh! Fuck Clint!" I moaned out as his probing tongue found the opening of my womanhood. Clint stuck his rigid tongue as deep into my cunt as possible and flicked it all around, his right thumb still working my clit. 

My pussy was so wet and the sucking and smacking noises were only making me hotter. My knuckles white from holding on so hard to the handle, not wanting to cum yet. "Oh .... my .... fuck .... yeah" I managed to get out one word at a time. I arched my back and pushed my cunt onto Clint's face, grinding against all of it. His tongue in my hole and both his nose and thumb rubbing my clit. I felt pressure on my asshole and realized that it was Clint's finger from his left hand and that pushed me over the edge. 

Clint grabbed my hips and tried to steady them some as the orgasm hit and my hips bucked up and down. I could feel him sucking my hole and sucking the cum out of me. I could feel my pussy muscles contract and release again and again as the orgasm wave rolled throughout my entire body. I got hot and then chills ran over me. I could hardly breathe and I had no moisture in my mouth at all. Clint licked my pussy from bottom to top, then stood and leaned in over me and kissed me. I could smell and taste myself on his lips, but I parted them with my tongue and we kissed half sensual, half sexual desire still.