Under the summer sun

Part 1

A red Alfa Romeo slows to a stop in the July sun, roof down, letting the warm air envelop the two restless, expectant bodies.

'Take it off' he growled 'slowly'

She nervously obeyed. Shifting in the passenger seat, she slips out of her underwear and takes off her top, getting it slightly tangled in her brown hair. His eyes never left her body as he beckoned her over to his lap.

Catrina was nervous but the car, the Tuscan sun and the man she was with had her doing things she never thought possible.

She moved her hand over his lap, feeling for his cock under his linen suit pants. Finding it she squeezed her hand gently, feeling his erection fill her hand, watching his legs tense at the initial pleasure of being touched.

Max couldn't believe the words that had just come out of his mouth. This girl, this sun, the heat, it created an intoxicating mix of desire and lust and one that he was rapidly giving into. And she was obeying his commands which was driving him crazy. How far he could push her remained to be seen.

'Unzip me' Max demanded 'and....'

'No more, I am in control' Catrina whispered in his ear as she pushed her underwear into his mouth.

Max could taste her sweetness in the underwear, breathing deeply as he nodded. He would play along....for now.

Catrina lifted off his Polo and tossed it behind her. Trickles of sweat beaded down Max's strong lean body. Catrina leaned in, running her tongue up his rippling abdominal muscles all the way up to his neck, savouring every drop.

Her hands moved to his zipper and nimbly set him free, his cock bursting free from the confines of his pants.

Catrina took it softly in her hands and began to move her hand gently up and down. His moans were muffled by her own underwear still in his mouth.

'What's that?' Catrina asked mockingly 'slower or faster'

Max raised an arm in an attempt to remove the underwear, but Cartina grabbed his wrist firmly, pushing it back down by his side.

'Let me guess' she smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye betraying her true intentions.

She slowed down, slow deliberate movements, enjoying his moans of pleasure and desperation.

Max was being driven wild by the slow strokes and with a firm pull on his wrist, released it from Catrina's grasp. Taking the underwear out of his mouth, he caught his breath before wrapping them around his cock.

'Use them, it makes me harder' he says softly as he pulls Catrina in close.

They locked lips and breathlessly exchanged tongues, exploring each other's mouths.

Catrina continued stroking, the soft silk material making the movements smoother, easier and also more sordid. She would wear these later as they drove back to the hotel and the following day, relieving the encounter over and over.

'I think you're ready' Catrina says as she slides over onto Max's lap, removing her underwear from his erection, tossing them carelessly onto the passenger seat.

Lifting her up, Max manoeuvred Catrina's body onto his, sliding easily into her, ecstasy flooding both their bodies.

Max sat back in the driver's seat, letting Catrina take control. He was so deep in her and thankful, for now, she was grinding him. Any sort of thrusting motion would certainly make him finish immediately. They touched foreheads, gazing deep into each other's eyes. Catrina arched her body up towards the glowing sun, letting the rays dance across her sweaty, naked body, a gentle moan escaping her lips. Max reached up and cupped her breasts, holding them in his hand, gently squeezing around the nipples. Tracing his hands between her breasts Max followed the map of her body, round the shoulders, up to her neck before running his fingers across her lips.