****** A Night with Ben by Delta ******
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A Night with Ben


I have this vision of a night spent with Ben. Ben is a tall drink of water in
the form of a modern day marine, who pleasures other men's wives. Much to my
pleasure, he's doing them a favor. These visions that I have, change on a
regular basis. One minute it's planning a hot evening of erotic visual
stimulation followed by a long fuck fest, the next it's scenes from role
playing to public adventures. So when I started seeing bits and pieces of a
never before tried fantasy, I decided to put it to work immediately. You have
to realize that these thoughts were part of my "Wing spreading and Exploring"
that I was attempting, to lose some inhibitions I still held onto. I was very
sheltered growing up and even after I became sexually active, I remained that
way. So this was a huge step, on my part. Yet, I was determined, Delta was
going to fly tonight. For my first seduction scenario, I devised a plan and put
it into motion on a road trip we took one weekend. Let me set the scene for
you. I was sitting in his van across from him as he drives, stealing glances at
his big fat cock, kept hidden in his shorts. We're driving down this long
stretch of 1-15, between Barstow and Vegas one summer night, and I've been wet
since we stopped in Barstow for a bite to eat, well over an hour ago.

The road is packed with travelers and truckers, all heading east, this busy
Friday night. The air is hot and sticky, nothing including the air conditioning
on full blast can change that. I can feel the sweat dripping down my chest
between my tits, causing my nipples to stay in a constant pointed state of
arousal, and a slow film of moisture forming on my inner thighs. Ben has been
concentrating on the road, the radar detector and trying to find some good
driving music, to pay me much mind. I on the other hand, can't get my mind off
of the image of my mouth sucking him off where he sits. Unbeknownst to him,
I've dress especially for this occasion. He likes his women a little trashy, so
I've dressed that way for his pleasure. Slick black thigh high stockings, with
matching garter and bra, no panties. I love to feel the fresh air, blowing
against my nether lips on the occasion I shift positions. My blouse is a see
through black chemise, that buttons up the middle, with a perfect vision of my
ample 36DD sized cleavage. I chose a short black leather mini skirt with spiked
"fuck me" heels to complete the ensemble. For the last 10 minutes, I have been
slowly unbuttoning my blouse.

We're coming upon the small town of Baker, and I know that if I am going to
play out this fantasy of mine, I better get moving. There are only a couple of
roads that are accessible and dark enough to turn off of within the next 60
miles of Stateline. I slowly unhook my seat belt and hike up my skirt. It's
quite dark inside the van, as I slither out of my seat and move to his side. He
never knew I was there, until the moment I trailed a finger nail across his
thigh.

"Oh, what have we here"? Ben says, "My little Delta, getting brave and bold?" I
smile wickedly, and flick the tip of my tongue across his lips, moving my hand
to squeeze his thigh. Ben chuckles and moves his leg just a touch, to allow my
hand better access to the rod that awaits me.

Not being one for beating around the bush, Ben immediately throws the van on
cruise control and moves a hand to the back of my head, slowly caressing my
neck. My fingers are busy doing the walking, the playing and the unsnapping of
his well worn, form fitting levi's.

"Ummmm, my Big Ben, has not worn any silk boxers, this evening". Hmmm, you
naughty boy, I think to myself. Ben loves the feel of his exposed skin against
rough scratchy material. I gently unfold his great length and scoop his shaven
balls out over the edge of his fly. Hmmm, Ben is always warm, willing and able
to accommodate me, when Delta is ready to play and Delta is hot tonight.

I ease my tongue around the tip of his already hardening member. The mushroomed
head, starting to turn a dark red, slight purple, twitches as my tongue
caresses it lovingly. I spend a few minutes, just flicking my tongue over and
around the head, dipping slightly into the small tube that will eventually open
wide, sending hot streams of fluid through its canal. Ben, clears his throat
unconsciously, moving his legs a little wider to ease my access. While the
posted speed on this stretch of highway is marked at 75, he begins to increase
our speed as his temperature gets hotter. I slowly make my way down the first
few inches, he is such a nice sized man. Just long enough, and oh just the way
I like it in thickness. I slowly swallow his shaft until I am to the base of
his monstrous 8 inches. Ben stifles his moans, reminding himself to keep an eye
on his speed and check his mirrors for bored CHP.

My hands, each with a job of their own, begin to work his hardness. One barely
tickling his shaven balls, while the other maintains a tight grip at the base
of his hard cock. I love the feel of a man's cock in my mouth. I'm one of the
few women on this earth who both enjoy receiving as well as giving, oral sex.
Especially when it comes to my partner. Oh, I would do almost anything to bring
my partner to satisfaction before concerning myself with my own. I begin to
work my hot mouth faster, up and down, twisting slightly to get a better grip.
Amazingly, I'm told I am very good when it comes to blow jobs. I do this thing,
that sends them out of their skin. A trick I picked up from an old boyfriend
from hell. Jerk that he might have been, he was definitely a great teacher in
the art of oral stimulation. I slowly begin to withdraw my mouth from his
throbbing cock, an inch at a time. When I've moved an inch or two up, I
slightly increase the pressure of my lips, adding just a slight graze of my
teeth on the ascent toward his peak. As I reach the bottom ridge of his shaft,
I stop and hold my position. I tighten my mouth and teeth, as tight as I can,
sucking with all my might. I did this now to Ben. He loves when I do this at
home or when we're meeting for a night of ecstasy at an unknown hotel. He
shivers uncontrollably and literally loses control of the wheel. "Enough", he
moans, " This is getting dangerous, I can't concentrate on the road, when your
eating me alive", he smiled. I glance up to search our surroundings, and in the
near distance is a road sign. All of you know, the XXYZ road? The last road
between Baker, Ca, and the Nevada line. Desolate, deserted, dark.

"Umm, perfect," I whispered. "Pull off there, I need you inside of me soon".

Immediately, Ben utilizes his signal, and merges onto the off ramp. Not a soul
in sight with the exception of a coyote or ten, and he pulls off to the side,
and parks the van, enabling us to see whomever approached. He no more then had
the van in park and I was attacking his cock again with my mouth. Ben had been
quietly restraining himself for well over 15 minutes and had about all that he
could stand. He yanked open the door, and pulled me out after him. Oh the smell
of desert in the midnight hour, clean air and the hum of traffic, just enough
to remind yourself you weren't exactly in bum fuck Egypt. As he dragged me
around to the back of the van, he pushed me face first against the back doors
of the vehicle. Oh I love it when he exerts his manliness, his need for control
and power. I don't play it too rough, but do like to have a little pressure
exerted, my hair pulled or my head held in place, tight enough on both so I
could not get away without pain.

"Is this what you want?", he says into my ear. "You're so hot and bothered, for
my cock, you couldn't wait for the hotel?"

"Yes", I screamed. " This is exactly what I want, you know it is. You've
flaunted and teased me with suggestions, so now I decided to take the dare and
try it out for myself."

"Admit it, you loved the feel of my mouth sucking your big fat cock, while
trying to maintain control in order to drive"

"You love to keep me so turned on that I don't know if I am coming or going,
just to prove who's in control".

"I wanted some, so I took it".

Ben breaths in heavily, slowly exhales. He's always on the watch, observant. I,
at times liken him to a stalking wolf, searching for his prey, with his
piercing hazel eyes, always searching, watching, waiting. He leans toward me
and inhales the scent of my hair, traces a quick stroke of his tongue across
the back of my neck, around my ear. "If this is what you want, then this is
what you'll get."

" My pleasure is to bring you pleasure, and Delta, my love... you're about to
receive your pleasure." My pulse quickens, my knees sag as my body starts to
anticipate his next move. My juices are at a medium simmer now, and readily
running out of my lips, gathering around the sides of my inner thighs, dripping
into the bands of my thigh high stockings and soaking them. Umm, I feel so
sticky, so hot and slutty. The thought of Ben taking me in the wide open spaces
of the Mojave desert, with detection a very real possibility, had me getting
very hot very fast.

Before I knew what was happening, Ben had my head held in place with a tight
grip of my hair, holding my face against the seemingly cold glass of the back
window. My skirt was shoved up over my ass, and I reacted sharply when the palm
of his hand, smacked against my exposed ass, without warning. "Oh", I moaned,
and my eyes closed, as I relished the feel of his hands exploring my body.
Every inch, he traced, every digit he sucked and every cavern he licked. Within
seconds, my tight leather skirt was shoved up around my waist and Ben was
buried to the hilt inside my tight hot sweet pussy. "Oh", I screamed, from the
shock of such a fast entry. He remained unmoving, letting my tight pussy adjust
and stretch to accommodate him for what seemed like 2 seconds, when he began to
thrust up against me. The force of his deep thrust were so low on my body, that
it caused my upper body to mold itself around the door handles to the back
door. Every thrust sent the knob of the handle biting into my flesh, as Ben
began pounding me with all his might. Deeper, he went. His 6'1" frame kept me
on my tip toes, and finally with a long deep trust made me hike a leg to rest
on the back bumper.

By that time, my body had made room for Big Ben. I began thrusting back into
him, every time he went to withdraw. I love that feeling, and I was so hot at
that point, that I could have cared less if he came right then and there.
"Faster, Faster", "Oh yes, baby deeper, I can feel you every where"... umm, my
mouth was drying, yet Ben seemed no closer to orgasm then he was when we
started our frenzy. I felt like I was beginning to try to scale the back of the
van. Not that I was trying to get away from that glorious love machine, but I
felt that I was reaching for something and the only way to find it was to reach
and climb as high as I could. He began talking dirty talk to me, sex talk, hot
things, like " Yes, baby, is this what you wanted."

"Is it?"

""Tell me... Tell me baby, all you had to do was ask for it and it was yours
for the taking". "You wanted my cock, well you got it, baby."

"Here it is , what are you going to do with it?"

Well, first off, hot dirty talk, during hot, steamy, wild and passionate sex,
sends me through the roof. Secondly, I was so close to orgasm that when he
uttered the one line that sends me over the edge, I exploded onto his fat cock.
"That's it, baby, Fuck me, oh yes Delta, grind that ass and pussy back onto my
cock, don't let it get away. FUCK ME, baby Oh yeah!". This is enough to turn
any level headed uninhibited woman over the edge and I was no exception. I came
so hard, that my knees started shaking and I couldn't keep myself standing on
my own two legs. My body slumped against the back doors and turned to Jell-O as
I started to puddle and melt around his throbbing cock. "Oh yeah, baby hmm, I
felt your love juices, just squirting all over me. Your muscles clenching my
cock, not wanting to let them go."... , throwing Ben over the edge. Ben is very
loud, and with the excitement of the encounter and the fact that coyotes
couldn't talk back, let out the loudest male mating call I have ever heard. He
screamed, and moaned his release as he shot his load deep inside of me. Ben
cums forever it seems like, one after the other, multiple times and the juices
fill me up in seconds, starting to drip back onto his body as it flows and
gushes out of mine. With the mixture of both of our juices, even in the vast
area of the Mojave, the air is poignant and sweet. The wonderful smell of sex,
could be had for at least a 100 yard radius of our position.

I slumped back against him as he sagged against me, striving to regain his
breath and his sense of control. The one time I see the control thrown out the
window is when he reaches his climax. Oh what a sight to see. Total pleasure.
We hold that position for a few moments, breathing, touching, kissing, savoring
the moment. Slowly, our breaths begin to subside and a slight chill blows over
our sweat covered bodies. He slowly brings me back to place my feet on solid
ground and adjusts my skirt lovingly. I came so hard, that my knees are still
shaking at this point, so the added unfamiliarity of the "fuck me" heels causes
me to stumble slightly and we chuckle. Clothes are readjusted and kisses
exchanged. Ben leans in to pull me tight and we both inhale the fresh air to
replenish our lungs. The aftermath of our lovemaking is always a quiet time of
sorts. Relishing the feelings, the scents and emotions of the past interlude,
brings us closer. He escorts me to the passenger side and helps me into my
seat. As he gets into his seat and starts the van to proceed with our trip, he
looks at me and says with a wicked smile, "I'll be a part of your fantasy,
anytime, Delta darlin, anytime!" and slowly drives away.

Stay tuned for another excited interlude. Stay wet,
Delta
DltaDawn5@aol.com

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