I love these summer days. Driving down the road with the windows down, hair blowing in the wind, and the music so loud that if you rolled up the windows you’d be deaf in a matter of moments. I can smell fresh mowed lawns and the mowed grass laying in wind rows drying waiting to be bailed. On days like this I wish I lived further from town. Maybe instead of half an hour out something like two hours. I could drive forever. Fuck, why is this guy going so slow? I want speed and wind! It’s 55 in this area and he’s going 50! I just need fifteen more miles an hour! At this speed I can feel the heat of the sun and as much as I love the sun, the heat in this car is frying me. I have sweat running down between my tits. My hair line is soaking wet and sweat is running down the back of my neck. My hair is in a bun and I’m still sweating. I’m done going this slow! I pick up speed and pass him. He’s laying on the horn. Not my problem, my guy. You should have been going faster! Why is he on my ass? I’m looking at him in my rear view mirror and he’s pissed. I giggle. I can’t help it, sun, music, wind and heat make me cocky. I’ve always driven a little reckless and fast. Something about the power of a truck under my ass and at my finger tips makes me a little wet. The feel of being thrown back in my seat when I hit the gas makes me feel powerful and. It makes me braver than I should be. I hit the gas and fly! WTF! He’s back on my ass. Sigh, well sir, it was fun but there is my drive way. I slow down and whip into the driveway. What the hell!? Why is he pulling in behind me? I don’t know him. God damn he’s fucking hot! Big blue eyes the color of light blue denim, full beard and a ball cap. He’s taller than me and he’s pissed! I don’t give a shit about how hot he is, I’ll be damned if anyone’s going to follow me home! He’s face to face with me and he’s yelling about my driving. I’m afraid of no one so I’m right back in his face on my tip toes. We’ve locked eyes and neither is backing down. He’s so mad he’s spitting a little while yelling. I’m in his face about the speed limit and he’s hollering about recklessness. “You’re just feeling threatened by a girl passing you, it hurts your poor little ego!” Suddenly his lips are on mine. His tongue is being forced into my mouth. Why the hell am I kissing him back!? He grabs my arms and pins them behind my back while pulling me against him tight. He lets go of my lips and bites the side of my neck. I’m so wet, why? I know it’s been a while for me but this is ridiculous, I don’t even know him! I’m moaning in answer to every bite. He smells like mowed fields and fire pits with the slightest hint of his body’s natural odor. I’m pressing myself against him as hard as I can, my tits hurt they are pressed so hard against him. I’m arching my back against his arms that still have me pinned. I wish I could get my tits free and his shirt off. I just want to feel my nipples brushing his chest. His mouth is still on my neck biting then licking and kissing and back to biting. I’m moaning. “Please” I say through the moans. His mouth is back on mine and now he’s holding me with one hand while the other is down the front of my dress and bra. He’s found my nipple and he’s pinching it. God, I don’t know that my legs can hold me much longer. He pulls my tits free of my bra and dress. He lets go of my mouth and takes a nipple instead. He’s sucking so hard it feels like he’s trying to suck it off. Ugggghhh, God, please, I want it so bad. He lets go of my arms and my hands go straight to his head. I push his head tight against my nipple. He bites it between his front teeth and sucks at the same time. Mmmmmmm. Please, God please, fuck me. He pushes me back, spins me around and grabs my arms with one hand. He leans me forward a little and pulls my ass back against him. I can feel his hard cock through his jeans rubbing my ass. I start rubbing my ass against that hard lump trying to get him even harder. He moans, and says, “You want it, don’t you? Look at you begging me for my cock. You’re such a dirty little bitch, aren’t you?” “Yes, yes, I am! Please, please can I have your cock?” I’m so breathy my answer only comes out in a whisper. My eyes are half shut. I just want him to shove into me so hard. All the way in! I want him to pound me so hard that I have bruises on my ass tomorrow. I want to feel pain every time I go to sit down afterwards. “Show me how much you want it.” He pushes me out from him and I can feel him doing something behind me. He turns me around and his long hard cock and balls are out of his jeans. He puts a hand on top of my head and let’s go of my arms, “Show me”! I go down on my knees and greedily take that beautiful fucking cock into my mouth. I suck him down my throat to his balls. I slowly come back up. I let it go and swirl my tongue around the rim at base of his cock head. I take just his head back in my mouth and flick the edge of that rim with my tongue repeatedly. He puts his hand on the back of my head and pushes it all the way down his cock and holds me there until I’m struggling to breath. He lets go and I slowly come back up. I let go again and run my tongue up and down his shaft while sucking the loose skin of his cock into my mouth as if I’m biting. I look up at him and smile. I take his cock back into my mouth and suck him all the way down my throat again. He’s moaning and his hands are on the sides of my head. I keep him in my throat long enough to swallow around him. He growls, closes his eyes, and leans his head back. I slowly come back up his cock and I’m drooling. My saliva is running down his cock and flowing in my mouth proving that it can get just as excited as my pussy and every bit as wet. I want to show him how much I like his cock by worshipping it with my mouth. He has other ideas. He grips my head with his hands and starts working my head up and down his cock. He’s moaning in frustration. He stops moving my head and instead is fucking my mouth. Saliva is running down my chin and my pussy has soaked my thighs. He stops suddenly and pulls me up. His eyes are half closed. He tries to talk but it takes him a couple tries. He grabs my arms and spins me around to face my truck. He walks me to the back of the truck. He opens the tail gate and leans me face first over it. He lets go of my arms and places a hand in the center of my back to hold me there. He lefts the end of my dress with his other hand and rests it across my back at the top of my ass. He rips down my under ware. He pushing my legs apart and shoves his hand into my pussy. “I knew you liked it! You’re so fucking wet!” He leans his head down on my back as he rubs my pussy with his hand. Mmmmm “Your pussy is wet and slippery. Just for me!” “A little force and you melt from the inside out.” He pulls his hand out from in between my legs and licks his fingers clean. Mmmmm “You taste so good. Like honey. A little sweet and a bit musky.” He shoves three fingers in me and starts working them in and out. Oh, God. It feels so good. Like something thick and filling, hitting every spot. I didn’t think I could get any wetter but my pussy is running all the way down my legs now. He removes his fingers and grabs me. He turns me around and lifts me up, sitting me on my tail gate. He spreads my legs and inserts his fingers again. He uses the thumb of his other hand to rub hard little circles on my clit. I draw up my legs until they are bent and on the tailgate to. I lean back on my elbows, close my eyes and moan so loud I’m afraid the neighbors will hear and catch us. My legs are so weak and I can feel that tingle that starts to build warning of an imminent orgasm. He keeps working me and using his thumb intermittently to rub my clit. He pushes that thumb so hard against my clit I’m sure if it can bruise, it’ll be bruised tomorrow. He stops and I whine. “Please, I’ll be good, please just do it again!” He chuckles and lowers his head to my pussy. He runs the flat of his tongue up the length of my pussy like he’s licking an ice cream cone. He flicks my clit with his tongue. He goes down to eat me and I push his head down hard and hold him there. He’s not going fast enough and I’m over the top desperate to cum. I start moving my hips against his face. I starting going faster and faster, pressing harder and harder against his face. He’s holding onto my thighs helping me to work myself against his face. We’re both moaning and growling our pleasure. FUCK! I let go of his head and fall back as I cum. I’m so weak I can’t hold on so he does it for me. He pulls my legs tighter against his face and continues to rub. Wave after wave of pleasure hits me and I’m struggling against his face to stop it but he holds on for the ride. My thighs start quivering and he lets go. He stands up grabs my legs and pulls me off the truck. He turns me around and leans me back over the truck. Placing a hand in the center of my back he once again lifts my dress. He rubs the head of his cock along my wet cum dripping pussy a couple of times. He pushes his hard cock balls deep into my pussy but doesn’t start moving. The sensation of hard cock in my already sensitive pussy sends another wave of orgasm through me. I groan and push back against him. I grind and beg, “please, please fuck me. I need it so bad.” He chuckles, “I know. Look at you fucking my face, grinding that pussy on my cock. I knew you were a bad girl but you’ve been such a good girl for me.” He pulled back until just his head was in and shoved hard and fast back into me. Again, back and hard forward. He growls and can’t take it anymore. He starts pounding faster and harder into me. Mmmmm, “I love your cock” “Harder, harder! Please!” I know I’ll have bruises! He slides in and out of me so easily! I’m so wet! He’s going faster now and harder. I can feel him hitting that spot deep inside me and that tingle has started again. He shoves all the way in and holds himself there while grinding against me and that tingle is getting stronger. He’s pulls back slowly and pushes in again slowly. Slowly in and out again. Every time rubbing that spot. He feels me getting close again. He speeds up his rhythm a little at a time until I’m pushing back hard against him. I’m trying to speed him up cause I’m about to go again. He smirks and grabs my hips. He pounds hard and fast. On last deep hard shove and he’s got my ass so tight against his groin I swear we’re going to fuse together. My orgasm hits me as I feel the throbbing of his cuming cock against that spot deep inside me. I’m trying to grind my orgasm out against body and he lets me for just a moment. He pulls out of me, pulls up his jeans and starts walking back to his truck. My legs are shaking and too weak to stand up and follow. I hear him climb in his truck and starts it, yells out of his window. “Next time drive more carefully!” and he’s gone. I never did see him again. I have masturbated to the memory of him for not days or months, but years after.
