Ch. 16 Overwhelmed

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Sherri's POV:

We spend a few hours drinking draft beers and singing horrible karaoke, but we are careful about how close we get to each other. As the evening  goes on more people trickle in and a few people recognize us so we have to keep a reasonable distance. She took a huge risk kissing me like that earlier, but we made sure there was no one else  in the bar and to be honest it was worth it. I've had a million kisses in my life but none will ever compare to that moment.

It's sunset when we stumble out, and walk to the car to call an Uber.  The parking lot is empty but it offers a stunning view of the sun setting over the water.  I sit on the hood of the car and she stands in front of me between my legs as I wrap my arms around her shoulders.  We stand like that for what seems like an eternity and I never want to let her go.  But suddenly a deep sadness comes over me as I once again let reality intrude and think about how this can't last.  She must sense my sadness as she turns her head towards me.

"Whatcha thinking about?"

"Us."

"What about us?"

"I'm trying not to be a downer, but suddenly I'm just feeling sad at how this has to end."

She sighs deeply.

"I know, love." and she reaches up and holds my arms with her hands. 

I nuzzle her neck and kiss her cheek as the sun dips even lower.

"We really need to stop talking about this.  Now I'm just starting to feel depressed."

"I'm sorry," she murmurs against my cheek.

"It's okay.  You can make it up to me later," she says full of innuendo which makes us both laugh.

"Why later?" I whisper.

She sucks in her breath as she turns in my arms and says, "Hmmm, what did you have in mind?"

"Oh I don't know.  It seems pretty private out here.  No cars.  No people.  It's dark.  Maybe a little oral in the back seat?"

She closes her eyes and groans as she wraps her arms around my neck.

"Just a little?" she asks kissing me softly.

"Mmmmmhmmmm..." I murmur into her mouth.

"You are so bad!" she laughs as she moves her hands down to my ass and pulls me closer to her.  "Giving or receiving?"

"How about both?"

"We haven't tried that yet..." she whispers.

"I know," I reply quietly with a smile as I kiss her.

"Might be a little challenging in a car," she notes between kisses.

"Yeah, you're right," I say disappointedly.  "But what kind of fun is it if it's not a challenge?"

"And I NEVER back down from a challenge!"

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We fumble around in the back seat laughing and making out as we get stuck and lean on each other's hair and other body parts yelping in pain and crying with laughter, but we never find a comfortable position for what we want to do.  I decide to give up on that plan and just finger her which she seems more than okay with.  No relationship I have ever been in was this fun or this exciting or this passionate.  Not even in the early stages of my marriage.  I wonder if she feels the same?

I try not to think about that as I push my hand into her jeans and touch her soaking wet center.  I love making her feel good. We kiss deeply and passionately as I push into her over and over. But as we kiss the tension between us changes. Suddenly it's desperate and urgent and I need to be inside her deeper, faster.

"Fuck me," she demands as her kiss moves off of my mouth and down to my neck. I move faster against her as she claws at my back with one hand and moves her hand down my pants with the other.

"Harder," she insists. "Fuck me... harder."

It's a desperate whirlwind of sex and passion as we move against each other harder and faster and deeper. Her hand squeezes my bicep so hard I'm sure there's a bruise as I grip her back near her waist and squeeze the skin causing her to cry out. I lick her mouth and suck on her bottom lip before pulling her tongue into my mouth and sucking hard.

We're sweaty and breathless as we fuck for the first time and neither of us can get close enough.

Finally we both cum hard together. It's the kind of orgasm where it feels like your entire pelvis explodes and you can't speak and shudder and tremble uncontrollably.

My face is in her neck as I try to catch my breath. I feel tears well in my eyes as I am overcome with the intensity of what we just did.  I have never felt anything like this and I'm not sure how to look at her now.

Slowly, I pull away and sit next to her as I adjust my pants. She does the same and I notice she is crying too. Neither of us speaks as she takes out her phone and punches our location into her Uber app. And we sit in silence barely touching until it arrives.

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Teri's POV:

What the fuck just happened?  One minute we were playing, having fun and the next we were fucking. Hard with such intensity. It was such an overwhelming experience. It's like all the love and passion and guilt and confusion merged together and fueled that moment. It didn't help that we were both crying in the end and we couldn't look at each other. There were no words.

We sat on the ride back in silence. When we get back I immediately go into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror there are scratch marks on my chest. I sense there are some on my back and thighs as well. I have never experienced something so intense in my life. Was it the alcohol?  Or were we really that desperate for each other?  I thought that this was just fun but clearly this was something so much deeper.

I take my shoes and pants off after using the bathroom and strip down to just my tank top and panties. When I come out she is sitting on the side of the bed facing away from me. As I get into the bed she gets out and goes into the bathroom. I lay on my back and fold my arms over my face closing my eyes.

Minutes later she comes out and I feel her move over me. She eases herself between my legs and rests her head on my stomach wrapping her arms around my waist. Her hair is pulled up and I caress the sides of her head and face as she begins to cry softly. I feel the tears form in the corner of my eyes and begin to fall as we just hold each other in silence until we both fall asleep.

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