6 comments/ 71006 views/ 10 favorites A New View By: T@nman Sometimes this troubling economy gives us opportunities that we otherwise wouldn't have had. I work for a small business that is totally dependent upon providing service to other companies. We provide accounting, payroll, bookkeeping, bill payment and collection, and similar services to our client companies. As the credit tightened, several of our clients made adjustments in the amount or the frequency of the services they contracted from our company. In order to prevent layoffs, everyone in our little company agreed to take one day a month of without pay. Today was my day. It was somewhat of a luxury to be home from work during the week. I had slept late - which, in itself, was a luxury. After making a pot of coffee and getting the paper in, I went through my workout routine. As a forties something single , divorced actually, woman, I am concerned about saving money and my future security so I have cut back on expenses including the athletic club. Except for the equipment routines, I can do much of my workout routine at home. Anyway, after working out, I took a leisurely shower. I dressed in shorts, a loose t-shirt and flip-flops. After pouring a cup of coffee, I went out onto my patio. I noticed some trash had blow into the shrubs and flowers along the six foot tall back fence. Putting my coffee down, I walked across the yard to pick up the trash. My backyard abuts against the backyard of a man named Eric. He is friendly and we have chatted at neighborhood cookouts and block parties. I've been over to his house for a party or two and he has been to mine. These are typical neighborhood parties - a little grilling or a potluck, a few drinks, and lots of conversation. Eric spends much of the week away from home. I don't really know what he does for a living, but he travels a lot. He evidently is single and lives alone since I've never seen anyone else around the house or yard when Eric isn't home. I had always thought of him as being a rather reserved and, even, shy man. Some of the trash had blown behind the shrubs and lay against the fence. I carefully worked my way into the greenery so I wouldn't scratch my legs. As I bent down to pick up the trash, I heard what sounded like a lawn chair being unfolded. I peeked through a split in one of the fence boards. Eric was unfolding an aluminum and canvas recliner. I watched as he set up the recliner. He covered it with a terry towel. He went back into the house . After a few minutes, her returned with a book, a bottle of water and a large bottle of oil or sun screen. He set the things down on the ground next to the recliner. He pulled his t-shirt over his head. I watched as he spread the oil on his chest and arms. Eric looked like he worked out regularly. I figured he was probably in his middle to late fifties. He must have also sunbathed regularly because his arms, chest and back were all nicely suntanned. I bent again to pick up the trash. I stopped what I was doing as Eric unfastened and stepped out of his shorts. He had turned his back to me. Eric apparently sunbathed in the buff because his butt was the same nice suntanned shade as his back and legs. I watched as he applied oil to his legs. He used an applicator on a long handle to apply oil to his back. He applied oil to his butt. This was all rather erotic as I glimpsed his low hanging sac between his thighs as he stooped to either apply oil to his legs or to pick up or put down the bottle and applicator. I smiled as I wondered how long it would take him to apply oil to his penis and sac. Well, he showed me as he turned around. He poured some oil into his hands, rubbed them together and then oiled his inner thighs. His fingers lifted his sac and spread oil over his skin. I realized that Eric was shaved and smooth. He poured more oil into his cupped palm, rubbed his hands together then wrapped one hand around his penis. The other hand cupped his sac. I was mesmerized as I watched his oily hand slip up and down the length of his now less than flaccid shaft. His other hand slowly rolled and fondled his balls in their slippery sac. Eric seemed to be enjoying himself. I hadn't watched a man play with himself so much since my ex- and I used to masturbate for each other as foreplay or as a break from screwing. He stopped oiling himself and wiped his hands on his chest and stomach. Eric didn't appear to be horse hung, but, from what I could see, a girl wouldn't need to complain about the quality or quantity of meat that he was packing. His balls looked cute in their smooth oily sac. The crown of his penis, with its' coating of oil, glistened in the sun. And the rim of the crown seem to flare beyond the diameter of his shaft. I realized that I was licking my lips. Eric adjusted the back of the recliner and the towel. He sat down and then laid back. He looked rather sexy - nude except for dark glasses, oiled skin glistening in the sun. I expected him to pick up his book and begin reading. Instead, his hand moved to his thigh. He rubbed his thigh then his penis. I hardly took a breath as he lifted his soft penis. I wondered if he was going to do what I now hoped he would do. I was afraid to make any movement except for breathing. I didn't want to do anything that would disturb Eric and I definitely didn't want to give myself away. After Eric lifted his penis, he sort of shook it so it wiggled and waggled. He grinned as he began to squeeze and roll it in his hand. The rolling and squeezing changed to a short pumping motion. His penis became more and more erect as his hand moved up and down. He stopped and reached for the oil bottle. I was looking at a handsome fully erect cock now. Eric oiled his hand then wrapped it around his hard shaft. He then poured more oil over the glistening crown or, as my ex- called it, cockhead. I held my breath as I watched the oil run down over his hand, down the hard shaft and down over his ball sac. He continued to pour a small, steady stream of oil as he began to pump and stroke his cock in a steady rhythm. I smiled to myself as I remembered pouring chocolate syrup over my ex's- cock and balls as he jerked his cock. Before we were finished, we were both covered in chocolate and we had ruined a set of sheets, but we had had some great, mildly kinky sex. Eric leaned back. With his dark glasses, I couldn't see if he had closed his eyes. My ex- always closed his eyes when he really got into jerking off for me. His hand maintained a steady rhythm up and down his shaft. With his free hand, he began to rub, twist and pull one of his nipples. I slipped my hand under my t-shirt and found one of my nipples. It was hard and I could feel that my areola was all pebbled. I cupped my breast and rubbed a finger over and around my nipple. I was damp between my legs and I knew there was a wet spot on my panties. Eric was sitting up again as he steadily stroked his cock. He had put his feet on the grass on either side of his chaise lounge so I had a clear view of his hand, cock and balls. I wanted to masturbate along with him, but I was afraid to move. Eric kept changing his rhythm from long fast strokes that ran up and down the full length of his hard cock to a short fast pumping motion where he rolled his foreskin up and down over the rim of his cock head. I could hear him gasping slightly as he pumped away. He maintained a steady rhythm as he leaned back again. He gasped louder and slightly arched his hips as a short white stream squirted up from his cockhead. It dropped down into his oily pubic hair. Eric moved his hand to the base of his cock and rapidly pulled it up to the crown. A long, strong stream of cum shot from his cockhead. It landed almost on his shoulder. Eric continued the long rapid pumping motion. Each stream was a little shorter. Eric finally stopped pumping. He squeezed his cock like he was wringing the last of the cum out of it and his balls. His cum formed several white stripes that stood out against his oily, suntanned skin. I realized I was squeezing my breast in time with Eric's strokes. He relaxed and lay back on the lounge. I relaxed and took my hand out of my t-shirt. He lay quietly. I though that he might have dozed off. Before I could move away from the fence, Eric got to his feet. He stood still as he removed his sunglasses. He then looked right at the fence where I was crouching. He smiled, then turned and walked towards his house. I waited until he was inside. I worked my way out of the shrubbery and flower bed. I even remembered to pick up the trash and take it with me. Once inside my house, I went straight to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror and pulled my t-shirt over my head. My nipples were all hard and pointy. I pushed my shorts down my legs and kicked them away. I could see that my panties were soaked. I peeled my panties off and stood naked in front of the mirror. My face was flushed and I was a little sweaty. I wet a finger and ran it over a hard nipple. I rubbed my pussy. It was almost sopping. I traced the edges of my labia then parted them with my fingertip. Just before I touched my clitoris, I smiled and thought of my new view of my neighbor Eric. He certainly didn't strike me as the reserved and shy man that I had thought earlier. A New Virgin The traffic was terrible...we hadn't moved more than ten feet in the last half-hour... Yes, the traffic was terrible but the company was terrific!! There we were together, watching the scenery not going by - enjoying our conversation, enjoying listening to some great music on the car's stereo...laughing, talking, getting to know each other better...simply making the most of this time together. As you might imagine, it wasn't too long before our conversation drifted easily into the 'intimate' side of our human nature and our relationship. At one point you asked me with a slight blush, why from time to time I mentioned my fantasy of making love to/with a virgin. Without hesitation, I told you quite simply...Honey, I really could not pinpoint where that "fascination" has it's basis - a couple of possibilities have sort of formulated in my mind but I can't seem to nail down the precise origin: (a) I've never made love to/with a virgin.. (2) Wondering what the actual physical sensation of going through a hymen would be like..[what is like from the feminine side?]... (III) Sharing a true "first" with someone so very special... (D) Maybe it's something as simple as the fact that my own loss of virginity was so remarkably unspectacular, un-special, and so damn far from romantic as to be disappointing. Pulling something from deep within (but somehow connected to III) it could also be that strong desire to be at that "first" stage and then with true emotion and affection, build a special relationship. I then went on to briefly describe my loss of virginity in a whorehouse in Japan at age 19 when I was in the Navy...that the 'lady' involved could not have been more disinterested in how special I wanted the occasion to be...and that I've carried that disappointment with me for all these years. But I assured you then and there that it was not a fetish or such an overwhelming thought that it would ever affect our relationship in any way whatsoever! As I spoke, you continued to blush ever so slightly, and the sweet smile that was on your face was there only to hide a special secret. Then, just like our first e-mail letters to each other, we started talking about our various likes and dislikes in making love: you again said that you truly enjoyed oral sex: both getting and giving - I interrupted you by telling you how much I was looking forward to gently spreading your labia and burying my face fully, lovingly deep in your pussy...sucking out every drop of your sweet juice and drawing your hardening clit into my mouth so that my tongue could swirl all around it...teasing it, loving it...letting you know by my actions that this was one of the most delightful aspects of our love-making. Just my description of what I would be doing to you caused the heat to really start to build between those precious pussy lips and you could feel that moisture start to seep into all the folds and crevices of your vagina and then, as each moment passed, build to the point where you felt the crotch of your panties becoming progressively more soaked. [All the while you were getting turned on, the secret that you hid only served to increase your excitement and passion. Recently, you had learned of a new ointment, a spin-off of major medical research, which was capable of regenerating certain types of skin under controlled circumstances. Secretly you had purchased a tube, carefully used it and, much to your delight had been able to 'grow' a brand new hymen. The process had not been without sacrifice since you had had to learn to use your 'friend' gingerly so as not to damage the new tissue. The process had been facilitated substantially by the fact that your vagina was already deliciously tight. Your daily self-examinations determined that your restored virginity was indeed finished and that your longed-for deflowering by me would be complete in every delectable detail…a gift you could give to me only and yet share in so entirely, so joyously.] Watching you squirm in the seat, I knew that my words and the visions that were floating through your mind we indeed having a truly sexy effect on you.. And you, you were ever so glad that you had chosen to wear thigh-high hose instead of pantyhose...for you knew that before we got out of this traffic jam we were going to wind up doing some heavy-duty petting - at the very least - and you didn't want any more restriction than our clothes already created. I drew you close to me and put your back against my shoulder so that you were in a semi-reclining position...it wasn't long before my hand was boldly sliding down inside the front of your blouse, exploring the lush globes of your magnificent breasts - running my palm softly over, under and around those sensitive orbs while my fingers sought out and then teased your budding nipples, rolling those nipples between my fingertips drawing them even further out and harder against the cups of your lacy brassiere. After a few minutes of this delightful exploring, I found the front clasp of that harshly restraining garment, undid the clasp with my one free hand and we then both relished the comfortable freedom your breasts now had underneath your blouse. As time slowly moved on (and since the traffic wasn't moving), my exploration and teasing of your beautiful breasts was able to be accompanied by my kissing your neck – seeking out those 'special places' - and flicking my tongue over and around your earlobe. Between your moans and sighs of pleasure, you slyly shifted position so that you were in an even more relaxed and pronounced reclining position. This slight shift put your ever-moistening nude pussy within easy reach of my exploring and steering wheel-free right hand. Given that new freedom and invitation, I soon seized the opportunity to add this more intimate and very personal exploration and stimulation... as my hand drifted down over top of your silky skirt to your knee, you felt not only the warmth of my hand, arm and body but also your increasing temperature. I began stroking the inside of your knee and slowly, ever so slowly - tenderly and gently, I started caressing the inside of your silky thighs - which you sensuously parted to allow me even more access and freedom of movement. It wasn't long before my hand fully covered, stroked and teased your panty-clad pussy: I could feel the heat and moisture that was being generated underneath that filmy garment and we were both delighting in the sensations that my attention to your pussy was bringing to your entire body! As my middle finger was outlining your love-lips through your now-sopping panties, you tried to move your left arm in order to return the favor of some sensual stroking but the position you were in left you unable to reach me and so you were thus 'forced' to do nothing by lay there and enjoy the tingling sensations I was giving to you. Soon my finger-tracings of your pussy started edging you towards what we both hoped would be the first of many orgasms...and to help bring that about, I slid my hand easily under the waistband of your panties to finally gain that sought after skin-to-skin contact. Almost as soon as my finger tips grazed the sensitive bud of your clit, your hips bucked upward to exact even more pressure from my hand as you flew over that orgasmic rainbow to that delicious, nerve-tingling climax. "Oh god, Baby! I'm cummming!!", you groaned as my finger was tenderly sliding inside your wet, wild and waiting vagina while my palm pressed against the tender mound of flesh housing your throbbing clit. For a few brief moments, my hand drifted away from stroking your pussy to slide your panties down over your hips...an operation you helped with by raising your lovely, soft ass off the seat and then helped in tugging that saturated undergarment completely off. Now, with full freedom and access to your naked pussy, I continued and expanded my manual lovemaking to you. Your hips continued to buck upwards against my hand and your abdominal muscles quivered as the sparks of your climax continued to flash throughout your lovely body; "Please Honey, don't stop - don't stop: I'm still cummmming!!", you begged - and I more than willing complied finger-fucking you to yet another orgasm (or was it the same one being drawn on and on by my continuing attention to your drenched pussy?).. While my hand was vigorously making love to your pussy, I managed to rub my upper arm across your tits adding an additional level of stimulation to your pleasure. "Come on Angel, enjoy!" … my words were totally superfluous since you were on your own flight into fantasy easily without any more urging on my part. Being in the reclining position you were, folks in cars around us couldn't see you in the throes of sexual satisfaction; there we were: in the middle of the day, in the middle of a traffic jam with cars all around us and yet, only you and I were aware of the joy taking place inside our vehicle..!! I continued to take you on that roller-coaster ride of climactic pleasure as your hands clutched at my hand, and you guided my strokes so that you would get exactly what you wanted in the way of friction, stroking, teasing, pressure ... letting your hands and hips guide me, I was able to keep you at that peak of pleasure for minutes on end. Throughout this scrumptious love-making, you had been careful not to allow my finger too much penetration into your vagina...waiting, waiting for the right moment to share your secret. Satisfied and still shuddering, you gently pulled my hand away from your tingling pussy just a bit and cooed, "ummm Baby, I feel so good, so happy!!" and you let me know that you just couldn't take any more...at that moment ("later" maybe, but not right now). But before you let this chapter close, you guided my finger up inside your vagina again, with heart still pounding you turned to me, smiled and said, "Do feel that Darling? That's my maidenhead… I'm a virgin." I gasped sharply, "Oh my God, Baby…I didn't …". You cut off any further words from me by placing your fingers gently on my lips. "That's right, Honey", you whispered, "I want you, Bob, to my first real lover…please??" As you basked in your own private after-glow of not only your orgasms but also the sharing of your 'secret', you demurely pulled down your skirt and fully curled up with your head in my lap...feeling freshly-loved, satisfied but yearning yet for even more pleasure: yours, mine, ours! Not since you were?? had you enjoyed this kind of erotic pleasure in a vehicle! With your newly acquired position, at last your hands were free to start exploring my crotch. It only took a few tender strokes of your hand over my pants' zipper area before you felt the very definite twitching and growth of a 'bear sausage' beneath your touch. As you pressed your hand down, my hips moved upward to increase that delectable sensation that I was feeling. "Oh Honey, can I see that...", your voice trailed off before you could finish your sentence and from the way I was flexing my pelvis, it was more than slightly obvious that you had my full and complete 'permission' to do whatever you wanted to do! A quick unbuckling of my belt and a downward slide of the zipper on my jeans exposed the growing bulge of my penis inside my black silk boxer shorts..."Oooo, sexy black!!" you murmured. "Wore 'em just for you, Baby!" I replied as my respiration rate started to increase. The elastic quality of my shorts allowed for even further expansion of my erection, an action directly related to your seductive stroking. Since I was still behind the wheel, it took a little effort on both our parts but you managed to pull both my trousers and shorts down to around the tops of my knees - laying open for your full and complete inspection, the stiffening cock that you had so long dreamed about. As your caressing of the shaft continued, you saw the first drop of pre-cum exude from the slit at the top of the mushroom-shaped crown. Without hesitation, your lips pressed tenderly just at that spot to suck the pre-cum droplets from my cock and then, just as easily as my finger had slid inside your waiting vagina, the head of my shaft was sliding between your moist, ruby lips to sensuously encircle "your prize". Your mouth went down the shaft to a point where your lips made contact with your hand which was encircling my shaft. Oh god Sweet Baby, your mouth was so warm, so wet, so silky... exquisite!! You drew your lips back up so that only the head was inside your mouth...then your tongue went to work: swirling gently around the crown, teasing the slit - while your hand slid down to cup and caress my balls. "Easy Baby!!", I almost pleaded. "Yes, those balls are just brim-full of cum just for you!! But I want it to last a while longer…you keep sucking me like that and rubbing my balls, you're gonna get a mouthful of cum long before either one of us really wants it!! Oooooooo!" Sensing that I was really that excited by your touch and oral attention, you backed off...keeping your lips around my cock but not moving up and down and also pulling your hand away from my scrotum. After you felt the 'crisis' was momentarily past, you allowed my cock to slip out of your hungry mouth and exchanged positions with your hand which now just tenderly held my shaft while your lips tried to find my scrotum and those cum-laden balls inside. While all this was going on, my hand once again got into the action by reaching down and rubbing your ass as seductively as I possibly could...sliding your skirt up once again so that we could share more skin-to-skin contact. I slid a finger down the crack of your enchanting buttocks, pausing briefly to pay tribute to the virginal rosebud of your anus before finding the puffy portals of your super-slick labia. Just then (dammit!) the traffic began to pick up speed and we both knew that I'd have to pay at least a little bit of attention to my driving and both of us reduced the amount of attention we were giving to each other's 'equipment'. You heard the clicking of the car's turn signal and glanced up from my lap through the windshield to see that wonderful blue sign proclaiming "Rest Area 1 Mile". You looked up at my face with a devilish smile and said, "Honey, I need to 'rest', I mean, I REALLY need to rest!!!" "Yeah Baby, me, too!!" I replied, breathing hard and likewise smiling broadly. It seemed like hours dragged by before we hit that damn 'Rest Area' turn off but there, finally, it was…all the while we were driving towards that special place, you continued to lovingly stroke my hard cock – from time to time adding some of your saliva to lubricate the hard shaft beneath your hand – while I, too, continued to fondle your ever-so-erotic buttocks and finding ways to slide a rigid digit inside your simply dripping pussy and find every sensitive nerve ending that I could!! You felt more than knew that our car was leaving the congested freeway and heading for what we both 'really needed': a rest area!! As our car started to slow down, you raised yourself up: prim, proper, lady-like…pulling your skirt down once again, as we drove into the wooded rest area. You started to say something, but even before the words reached your reddened lips, I smiled – held up my hand and pressed a couple of pussy-juice soaked fingers against your lips...whispering, "I know, Angel….trust me!" "Well hell…this was just the beginning, why not give it shot and see what he cums up with." was the thought that rambled through your mind. Cruising slowly through the rest area parking lot I did indeed find just that right spot … away from prying eyes … safe, secure and secluded – actually tucked away, off the pavement and sheltered by the trailer of an 18 wheeler, we now had our own private paradise. The van had scarcely come to halt before you opened your door and stepped outside, only to open the back door. A quick glance around our surroundings convinced you that we were as truly alone as we would ever be on one of Montana's back roads. Only two buttons left to be unfastened on your blouse and standing there in the late afternoon sunshine, the sunlight highlighting your auburn hair, shaded by some anonymous trucker's trailer, you sexily finished unbuttoning your blouse…casting it to land softly on the front seat back. Your fingers then easily, guilt-free, slipped beneath the elastic waistband of your skirt which almost instantly joined your blouse on the van's front seat. Even as I left the driver's side door and started walking toward you, you sexily cupped both your breasts in your hands crossing your arms and then started to slide those hands downward toward your flaming pussy. As I came around the end of the car, you could see that your actions had indeed had the desired effect…my hastily pulled up jeans, still open at the zipper, were allowing the hard shaft of my cock to make a real tent out of my black boxers. As I walked, my shirt too was shed and tossed on the roof of the car, with a momentary pause, my shoes found a new, temporary home in the tall grass of the rest area…and just as I reached you, both my pants and shorts slid off to find a resting place on the ground. There we were…in a rest area, just off a traffic clogged highway…hidden from public view, standing mutually naked under a clear blue, late afternoon sky. We melded into each other's arms as our lips met…sucking passionate french kisses from our new lovers' mouth…hands wrapped around our lovers' back…stroking, caressing…yearning to find that rich fulfillment that we had so often talked about…that I had written you so lovingly about…that we now had fully within our grasp…our grasp of each other!! Your engorged breasts pressed fully, firmly into my chest…you felt my hard cock trying to press into your pussy while my hands stroked your back…caressed your naked skin…fondled the globes of your delicious ass pressing you closer into me. Knowing that you couldn't slide your hand in between our bodies to find my stiff prick, your hands concentrated their caresses on my head and neck pulling my lips even more tightly into yours while our tongues sought our lovers' out only to continue the oral dueling we had so recently commenced. I scooped you into my arms, with our lips joined, and carried you to a very secluded area just beyond the rest area… a pretty spot that overlooked a small pond. Our lips continued to fuse together while the tips of our tongues did loving battle...I worked my way down your neck to your heaving breasts and through the fabric of your lacy bra, my tongue teased your hardening nipples. Continuing over your soft belly to your ready-to-explode crotch, my lips and tongue traced a very erotic path. Once there I found a rapidly moistening, uncovered and freshly-shaved slit waiting to be explored - and explore it I did with lips, tongue, fingers. Just as my finger begins to slide inside your vagina, you stiffened ever so slightly -"You're my first lover - and I want you to be.." words that come from deep inside your body and your soul. My oral attention to your love-nest continued while my hands continued more exploration and tantalization of your luscious breasts. Finally that moment has arrived...you felt the stiffness of my cock-head against the pure, pristine but ready lips guarding your inner love passage. Moving away from the deep, devoted kiss I'm planting on your lips...I asked in a whisper: "Are you sure you want this? Are you really sure?" In answer, your hands moved down my sides to grab a firm hold of my buttocks and you began to draw me into you. At first as I began to enter you, you felt the pressure of my stiff cock against your hymen...a resistance that I felt also. While my hips were gently thrusting forward, my lips continue to suck kisses from your mouth that was trying to let out a building series of sighs and moans of pleasure.I withdrew my penis from your ever-so-tight sheath only to re-enter and put more pressure on your maidenhead...between us, the moment is beyond description and the desire beyond waiting any longer. On the next stroke, my thrust was met by your upward flexing of your hips and then...we both feel it: the mushroom cap of my penis was tearing through your hymen - for you, there was a momentary flash of discomfort as that thin membrane was reduced to history but it is immediately replaced by the unknown but fantastic pleasurable feeling of completeness...knowing that in every respect you are now "a woman". At that instant, the cry that escaped your lips comes from deep inside your body, mind and soul...it was not a cry of pain but rather of fulfillment, ultimate satisfaction. Our mutual delight and pleasure continues as we exchange and enhance each other's movements...sliding in and out, finding pleasure centers, sensitive spots, generating bolts of indescribable ecstasy that radiate throughout our bodies, souls - our very beings. Almost immediately, a first wave of orgasm sweeps over you - it begins a cycle that is to continue... Sensations that I encourage with not only my thrusting, kissing and caressing but also with my words: "CUM BABY, this is for you. Enjoy, my WOMAN!" As these cycles of climax each reach their peak, your body responds by showering down its liquid tribute to your already slick vagina. Finally my moment is at hand, timing my strokes to your responses…your moans...the rippling of your belly...I tell you that I'm about to climax and that I want you to join me. A New Virgin For a first time together, our timing is exquisite: just as you slide into that galactic climax, you feel my body stiffen - I drive my cock full length into you - and a deep throated groan reverberates from my chest as my cum laden balls begin sending jets of semen to splash against your cervix, adding to the flood of your love juices already there. For light-years our minds swirl through all-encompassing clouds of stars, fireworks and flashes of soul lights though we are two people, for this journey we are one soul, one body - joined at the crotch, exchanging emotions and juices, sharing delights unknown to the rest of the universe. . . this is our moment. Centuries pass as we bask in the afterglow of our lovemaking…as my now (but only temporarily) spent cock shrinks, it slips out of you releasing the pools of juices that have been dammed up inside your now fully-loved cunt. The milky white of my cum is mixed with the clear of your juices and there is a slight tinge of virginal blood swirled into the nectar. As I move to your side whispering words of delight and affection, my hand slides across your belly to your love nest with the intent of using the liquid results of our loving as a lotion for your thighs, belly and breasts. As my hand arrives it is met by yours already there...you dip a finger into the trail of juice and with a bit of hesitancy bring it to my lips waiting to see what my reaction while be. To your delight, I suck your finger into my mouth and smile - then, you share the sensations as you too, sample what we have made together. Our cum-coated lips share a tender, loving kiss that seals our moment not only in time but also in our minds and hearts. Standing there, feeling my hard dick pressing against your pussy, you tried to spread your legs to allow me entrance into that treasured passion pit…the coveted depths of your loving, yearning vagina… But the position just wasn't going to work… moving my hands from the richly fascinating cheeks of your ass back up to your shoulders, I tried to direct you toward the back seat of the car but…as always, you were way ahead of me… scarcely breaking our embrace, you slid yourself onto that back seat…one leg propped up over the back of the seat and the other up over the front seat…exposing your delectable, yearning pussy to the warmth of the afternoon air, and fully to my astonished and most appreciative gaze. "I've never, NEVER, seen anything that beautiful!!", I said in almost hushed, reverent tones. As you settled into the backseat, you held out your arms toward me; "Cum here Lover, cum HERE!" you said. You had fully anticipated that with the raging hard-on that I had I would climb in the back seat and likewise, climb into you…your pussy tightening in anticipation of a thrust from my hard cock. Instead, much to your delight and surprise, it was my face that found its way deep inside your spread thighs, buried fully into your pussy – now having the chance to suck up the nectar of your pussy juice, to drive my tongue into all those places my fingers had roamed during our highway lovemaking. I sucked your clit deep into my mouth and instantly triggered a fiery orgasm to course its way through your entire body!! Once again, my fingers were exploring those super-sensitive areas of your welcoming pussy... all those spots where my tongue had been or was yet to be!! And then, even as my lips were paying the utmost of attention to your pussy, my middle finger founds its own way into your slickened vagina. The sensation of my touch fired off an instant salvo of rippling orgasms through your body and made you yearn for that high peak of satisfaction that you knew was about to 'cum'. As that first in the second series of your orgasms mellowed, you felt my face start to pull away from your pussy. You reached down to grab my head and started ever so gently to pull my face towards yours…know that once our lips were joined, my hard cock would be pressing against the slick lips of your pussy. Again, the woman in you was 100% correct: Just as our lips met and joined, you felt the head of my cock tapping, pressing against the drenched lips of your pussy. "Oh yessss Baby, fuck me!!" you moaned right into my ear. You felt, you heard me trying to say, "No, I'm not going to fuck you… I'm going to make love with you…!!" and you knew what I meant, appreciated the emotions of my heart and soul that I was trying to convey to you. But we both knew, felt, desired that union to be full and complete!! And so it was that my steel-hard cock slipped into that waiting pussy of yours…And just as my cock slid inside you, you clamped all your pelvic muscles down onto me…tighter than any virgin could ever be...and then, as our mutual moans, groans, shouts and sighs filled the air around us, we found each other: deep, full, complete in our sharing of ourselves with each other. Back and forth, in and out…with each stroke we yearned to please our new lover as fully as possible: I wanted to drive you to heights over the orgasmic rainbow where you might never have soared – you want so badly to do the same to me. For first-time lovers, we were good together, Baby – damn, were we ever good to…for…with each other…!! Yes, we had both pictured our first love-making adventure to be on top of some crisp, clean sheets…a comfortable bed somewhere but this…this was lovemaking at its' truly finest: two lovers caring about each other in every way…wanting our own individual pleasure but also wanting to have our lover so very satisfied…!! Now, location – time – space did not matter. What did matter was US…all of us: in and with each other!! It took scant minutes of our lovemaking to drive you right up the wall and head you toward "the" orgasm of the day…and now, since that special opportunity was there, you wanted it to be "our" orgasm….something we could claim together! You could tell from the accelerated pace of my thrusting that climax for me also was not so very far away…my cock was harder, my balls were drawing up deep into my scrotum, my breathing – my grunts were both increasing. Just seconds before you know that waves of climax would wash over you, you reached down and ever so gently cupped and then squeezed my balls. That did it!! You fully drove me over the edge … sailed me over our first mutual rainbow! "Oh god Baby, I'm cumming!!", I grunted with every bear-like grunt you'd ever heard. Seconds later, you felt that first jet of my semen splashing inside your cunt and that super-sexy sensation, that moment of bliss, sent you up and over the peak to join me in our fireworks filled rainbow adventure. It was fan-fucking-tastic: each of us driving the other to the extremes of sensate passion and fulfillment: Truly, there could never be another moment like this: Your vaginal muscles clutching at my thrusting penis…me trying to find the very deepest depths of your loving pussy…shooting jets of pent-up semen deep inside you…You feeling every singular squirt splash inside you, seeking to fill every crevice – every fold of your flesh … arms grasping each other, lips locked as we fairly screamed into each other's mouth… there is no beauty in nature which could ever compare with that moment: two new lovers locked in each others' embrace to the fullest…to the maximum…to every level of sensuous passion and delight. Oh fuck Baby, it couldn't be any better anywhere else…this was truly "it"! Blast after blast of my semen rocketed deep inside your vagina to mingle, to join, to congeal with your practically squirting pussy juices. Honey, this was our moment in time…the culmination of months of yearning, talking, writing… completion as Mother Nature had so fully intended. In the span of those few minutes, we had managed to draw from each other every essence of passion, pleasure, and delight. Exhausted, satiated, we fell fully into each others' arms…my chest pressed fully against your heaving tits, my cock still buried ball-deep inside you. The outpouring of semen from my balls, mixed with your oh-so-copious pussy juices, had indeed filled your quivering vagina. As my cock began to slowly loose its' firmness, those commingled juices, that nectar of our loving…finding no further hiding place inside you, began to seep out … to ooze and then flow like the loving river of passion that had created it…out of your pussy, over your still-swollen labia, over the receding shaft of my cock, coating both shaft, scrotum and your quivering thighs…a true lover's cock-tail! Ahhh, the disadvantage of making love in the car: were this the bed we had both visualized, your lips could have sucked up those juices to share with me…but as it was, we were both delighting in just the sensation of fulfillment. .. not giving a damn about the new wet-spot that we were creating on the backseat upholstery…!! Our lips sucked kisses from our lover's…our hands slowly, tenderly caressed each others naked skin… This was our moment - a moment that we would never, could never forget… This, my Dearest, Sweetest, was truly love-making at its very finest!!