On Friday afternoon, we left the office around 3:00 and headed out of town, telling our friends that we would be there no sooner than 7:00 and that they shouldn’t hold dinner for us. They insisted that they would have something waiting when we arrived, no matter how late and that they were anxious to see us.
We had packed my car on Friday morning and were out the door at the office and on the highway out of town by 3:15. By 4:15 we were well down the road and conversation about work had ended. Now we were talking about the scenery, the weather and the crazy drivers on the road. We could both feel the weight of the office sliding off of us and a relaxed state starting to build. I saw an exit sign ahead and suggested that we stop for a minute and pick up something to drink and maybe something to nibble on as we drove. We had been moving along nicely and were ahead of the pace to be there by 7:00.
We picked a place to get our refreshments and were back in the car in less than 10 minutes. As we were getting back in the car I leaned over and kissed you. It was our first kiss since we walked out the door of our house this morning. It was sweet and soft, and as always when I kiss you, my body temperature began to rise. I wanted you right then and there, but quickly decided that we would have enough time for each other in a few short hours.
As I leaned back and started to put on my seat belt, you said, “Sweetie, do you think you could move the car over to the far side of the parking lot and let me take off my office clothes and put my jeans on?”
Without hesitation, I moved the car to a secluded part of the lot and stopped the car. You retrieved your jeans from a suitcase in the back seat and a pullover top. You instructed me to be the “lookout” while you changed. All went well, until you had your slacks off and I turned and saw that you were wearing my favorite blue panties. When you folded your slacks and turned to the backseat to put them on top of your suitcase, I slid my hand over between your legs and touched that silky softness that always sets me on fire. I felt you hesitate for a few seconds as I slowly and softly moved my fingers. In fact, I could feel you make an adjustment to the position of your legs so that I could touch you more easily.
Still halfway between the seats with your head behind us I could hear you make a soft intake of breath, the sign I always waited to hear, knowing that I was pleasing you. And then, in a very soft and sexy voice you said, “If you continue that we are going to be late.”
“Do you care?” I asked as I put a little more pressure to my touch.
As I continued to slide my fingers back and forth on the outside of your panties, you hesitated a few seconds and then said, “No, baby. If you are going to keep doing that I don’t care if we ever get there.” With that said, you moved back into your seat and leaned over and kissed me. At first it was soft and gentle, but built into a passionate kiss that had us both making moaning sounds within seconds.
You pulled away from my lips and sat back in your seat. You looked out the window as if checking the area and then turned back to me. “Do you want me to take my panties off?”
“You know that I do,” I answered.
Quickly, you rose up enough to side your panties down your legs and bent over to take them off completely. You turned to me and said, “Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes, angel,” I answered. “You know that I always prefer you like this.”
You held the panties out to me and said, “Where would you like to have these?”
I took them from you and put them in my shirt pocket. “I’ll keep them here for a while. In a few minutes when you get your hands and mouth on me I may need them to clean myself up.”
“Oh, so you are going to clean up. You know that already?” you cooed.
As I turned so that I could put my left hand on the inside of your leg, I said, “Yes darlin’, I do know that. Just like I know that this is what you wanted to happen when you took your slacks off and reached to put them in the back.” As my hand reached you, I felt you open your legs for me so that I could touch your silky, hot pussy. And as I pressed my finger into it, I said, “You knew exactly what would happen when I saw you in those panties and I wouldn’t be surprised to know that you planned it out this morning when you were getting dressed.”
When I had pushed my finger all the way inside you, I saw that your eyes were closed and your mouth half open. You had that blissful look you get on your face at moments when you are feeling pleasure. And as I began to slowly move my finger in and out of you, I heard you softly say, “Oh baby, I have been thinking about you doing this since abut 10:00 this morning.” And as I pulled my wet finger out of your pussy and slide it over your clit, you made a load moan and said, “Yes baby, that is what I have been thinking about,” and pulled me over to kiss you.
I was a little surprised at your neediness. You were already on fire and wanting more. Your kisses were becoming frantic, and you took my hand in yours and put it back down between your legs and whispered, “Inside me, baby. I want your fingers inside me.”
But I stopped and said, “Unhook your bra first. I’m going to make you get off like a rocket, but I want your nipples in my mouth first.”
Very quickly you opened the blouse you were wearing and unhooked the bra, pulling it aside so that I could reach your breasts. I leaned over and ran my tongue over a nipple and you gasped out loud. I sucked it into my mouth and as I did I pushed my finger deep into your pussy, being rewarded by another gasp. As I began to run my teeth across the nipple, I put my wet thumb on that wonderful little bone between your legs and began to put pressure on it and move from side to side. Your reaction was exactly what I wanted, and you began to thrust your hips out and against my hand. I knew that I had you on the edge of big orgasm already and I wasn’t going to let up until you stopped me.
I moved my lips up to your mouth and again your kisses were frantic. With a finger inside your now dripping wet pussy and a thumb rubbing you toward climax, your sounds were even more frantic and loud. I could tell you were very close, and all of the thoughts in your head other than the sensations between your legs were gone. “Cum for me, baby,” I whispered, “cum for me now.”
The groan started in your belly, and by the time it came out of your open mouth it was loud and passionate. You grabbed my hand between your legs with both of yours, pulling it into you and pushing yourself hard against me. And then you were frozen as if you were unable to move. You held like that for several long seconds, and I waited until I felt you exhale and open your eyes. Your eyes focused on mine and you said, “Oh my God.”
I leaned forward and kissed you lightly. “Was it good, my love?”
“No,” you answered. “It was simply unbelievable. How can you get me there so hard and so fast?”
“I don’t know,” I answered truthfully. “Maybe I just know what you want and how you want it.”
You let go of my hand between your legs and put yours behind my head, pulling me back to your mouth. You ran your tongue around my lips and kissed me.
“I love your lips,” I said softly. “They are the softest lips I have ever kissed and I will never tire of feeling them against me.”
You said nothing, but kissed me again. This time a bit harder and as you did you moved your hand over to me and ran it across the front of my pants. Feeling my hardness through the fabric you said, “Maybe you should change into your jeans.”
“Is this a trick to get me to take my pants off?” I asked with a big smile.
“Nope,” you answered, “No trick to it. Either you take them off or I will. You have something covered up there that I want right now.”
With a serious look on my face I said, “I thought I just gave you what you wanted and now I have to give you something else?”
“It’s your choice,” you said. “You take them off or I will.”
I gave you a quick kiss, turned to check the parking lot and then unbuckled my belt. As I went about unfastening, you leaned over to kiss my neck and whispered, “Hurry baby. I want to do for you what you just did for me.”
Normally I might have simply unzipped my pants to let you slide your hand inside, but not this time. I was so excited that after unhooking and unbuttoning everything, I pushed pants and boxers down to my knees and slid down in the seat a bit to give you full access to me.
You did not disappoint me. After pushing my pants down, I took your face in my hands and kissed you. As soon as our lips touched, you put your hand on my cock and squeezed it. You pulled your lips from mine and looked into my eyes, and said, “Oh baby. You are so hard and feel this,” you said as you ran your thumb over the head, spreading the juices pouring out of me. You kissed me again and began to stroke your hand up and down. With your lips barely touching mine, you continued to stoke, and said, “Does that feel good, lover? I love to touch you.”
I didn’t answer you, but pulled your lips back to mine and moaned into your mouth so that you could feel how excited I was. Your kiss continued, gaining heat and excitement while your stokes became faster and you held me tighter. Then once again you pulled your lips from me and whispered, “I want you in my mouth, baby. Do you want that, too?”
I put my hands into your hair and pulled your face to mine saying, “You know that I do. Don’t tease me.”
I kissed you again and let go of your hair so that you could lower your mouth to my pulsing hardness. I could feel your breath against my wet cock head and had to suppress my desire to raise up and push it into your mouth. First you ran your tongue completely around the head. The effect was similar to touching live electric wires to my body. I reflectively jumped, pushing deeper into your mouth. You didn’t flinch, but took all of me into your mouth and began to fuck me with your mouth. I put one hand on the back of your head and the other on your still uncovered ass, closed my eyes and gave myself up to the pleasure you were giving me. I didn’t open my eyes to see if anyone was walking up on us or even think about it. All of my being was centered on the feeling of your mouth on me … on the sounds that you were making as you sucked me in and out of your mouth, and the excitement running through me knowing that you were not going to stop until I was completely satisfied.
You took your mouth off of me and raised yourself to my face, kissing me hard and then asking, “Is it good, baby? Do you want more?”
“Don’t you even think about stopping,” I said rather breathlessly.
“I want you to cum in my mouth. You are going to do that aren’t you?” you whispered.
“Yes baby. I not only want to, I need to and I’m very close now,” I told you. I moved my left hand down to my cock and began to stroke it. “You can watch if you want, but I’m close and I want your mouth on me when I get there.”
You turned your head so that you could watch me stroking my cock, then moved your mouth near my ear and said, “I love to watch you, baby. It excites me to see it. But I want you in my mouth when you cum. I want to feel it and I want to taste it.”
Your words whispered in my ear were like a second electrical charge. I lifted my bare ass up off of the car seat and said loudly, “Do it now, baby. Please. Oh god, please do it now.”
Instantly, you dropped down and took my cock deep into your mouth, and within a second I exploded. I use that word because that is what it felt like to me, an explosion. Just a second before that happened, you put a hand around my balls and squeezed them. When I started to climax, you squeezed harder. I don’t know that I’ve ever cum harder in my life. It felt as though it wasn’t going to stop. You continued to suck me, continued to fuck me with your mouth until I could not stand it another second and pulled myself from your mouth. My head was back against the headrest, my eyes closed and my mind numb.
You were quickly up and kissing me. Your kiss was hard and passionate and I could taste my cum on your tongue. We kissed for a long moment and then you pulled away from me, looking into my eyes and said, “Was it good, baby? I loved it and will do it again right now if you want it.”
I put my hands on the sides of your face and said, “To quote someone I know.
You started laughing and I joined you. We continued to laugh and kiss for several minutes, both of us sitting there in the car with nothing covering our naughty bits, just laughing and feeling the love and the excitement in the air.
You said, “Looks like you got a little carried away there and you still have a few places that need to be cleaned up. Do you have any Wet Ones?”
I just laughed and reached into my shirt pocket, pulling out your panties. “This is all I need,” and began to use them to clean up the “wet spots.”
You were surprised and said, “I can’t believe you are using my panties for that.”
“You won’t be needing these anymore,” I told you and tossed them into the back seat.
You looked at me in disbelief with your mouth slightly open. “And just what do you expect me to wear now?”
I looked into your eyes and said, “Nothing. That’s what I expect you to wear.”
“I can’t wear nothing,” you insisted.
“You can put your jeans on, but that’s all you need,” I said.
“Baby,” you said, “You know that I don’t like to be without panties.”
“I do know that,” I told you, “but for this weekend I want you to do what I want. I don’t want you to wear panties or bras. I want you to be free of those things. I want for you to feel yourself every time you stand up, sit down or turn around.”
“You know that I don’t like to go without a bra,” you said seriously.
“I know that too,” I told you, “But for this weekend I want you to honor my request. I want you to leave your beautiful things in your suitcase. I want to be able to reach over and feel your wonderful body 24/7.”
You sat back and looked at me for a few seconds. I could see you thinking. “Will you do the same thing?”
“I will if you want me to,” I said.
“Just for this weekend?” you asked.
“Yes, baby. Just for this weekend. We are going to be with friends that don’t care what we do or how we are dressed. They simply want us to enjoy their home and relax. If we have sex and scream all night they won’t care. They both love us and know that we need a retreat. So now I’m asking you to relax, put the sexy panties and bras down and let yourself be free,” I said.
You looked at me for several seconds and then said, “So now you want me to put my jeans on without panties?”
“That is exactly what I want you to do,” I said seriously. “And, I want you to take your bra off and put it in your suitcase. Put on that pullover you have.”
You frowned and said, “But you know that I don’t like my nipples to show.”
“Yes, I do know that,” I said with a certain amount of exasperation, “But we are going to be with just two friends that don’t care if your nipples show and I want you to feel the freedom. I want you to feel your body underneath your clothes and I want to know how little there is between your clothes and me. And I want you to know that if you want me at ten in the morning, three in the afternoon or anytime in between that I am going to want you even more. This weekend is for us, darlin’ and I’m hoping that you will be as horny for me as I know that I will be for you. So, now I’m asking you … will you please try it?”
You looked at me seriously for several moments. I could sense you running this information through your head. And then you said, “I’m not certain that I am going to do it for long, but I’ll try it for you.”
I leaned over and kissed you softly. “Thank you, baby,” I said. “And I hope that you will feel free to ask me to do something that you want to do. I just want to bring us closer and to feel more uninhibited.”
You reached back and pulled out the jeans that you were planning on putting on and pulled them up without panties. “That feels a little strange,” you said.
“I know it does,” I said, “And now you need to take off that blouse and bra and put on that pullover.”
You frowned at me, but did as I requested. Then after you were dressed, said to me, “And what will you be wearing?”
I laughed and said, “Whatever you want me to wear.”
You turned to the back seat, opened my suitcase and pulled out a pair of jeans. “Put these on and I’ll find a shirt, but that’s all. No boxers for you, buster. For the rest of the weekend I had better not find you with any underwear on. When I pull down that zipper I had better find nothing but your bare skin. Is that clear?”
“It is,” I said and began taking off my clothes and putting on the jeans you had found for me. Then, before zipping up the jeans I said, “This is your last chance. I’m getting ready to cover up the family jewels.”
You laughed and replied, “Yeah. Right. But I’m guessing that if 30 minutes from now I reach over and uncover your jewels, you will be more than happy to stop the car for another adventure.”
“We have to wait 30 minutes?” I asked in mock surprise.
You leaned over and gave me a wonderful kiss, then said, “I would be happy to stop every 10 minutes with you, my love, but you might want to get where we are going before midnight.”
“Good point,” I said. “Let’s get rolling.”
With the aid of our GPS unit we found our friends’ home. We arrived around 7:30 and they were waiting for us. We had never seen their home, but were not surprised by what we saw when we pulled into the driveway. However, we were surprised when we walked in the front door and saw that the outside of the house was very misleading. The inside was very spacious. While it was nearly dark at 7:30, we could see that there was a wonderful view from the back of the house that was lined with windows. We were ushered to our bedroom at the far end of the house and told to get comfortable and then come downstairs for drinks and dinner. As they walked out the door and closed it behind them we were told, “Don’t be in a hurry. Take as long as you want.”
I turned to you as the door closed with a questioning look on my face. “What was that all about?” I asked.
“I have no idea,” you replied, but I wasn’t totally certainly that I believed you.
After the door was closed we examined our room. It was a lovely room, not what we had back home, but certainly large and comfortable. It was built around a king sized, four poster bed. There were closets on both sides and a private bathroom. We both checked it out and silently we both approved, knowing that we would be comfortable here for the next few days. You might have been thinking as I was that this would be a wonderful place for us to get naked and enjoy each other’s body.
“Are you planning on changing clothes?” I asked.
“Are you going to let me put on a bra and panties?” you asked.
“Nope,” I said.
“Then I guess I’ll stay with this,” you said.
“Good,” I replied, “You look wonderful and if you don’t walk out that door right now I am going to take your clothes off and do what I wanted to do a few hours ago.”
“What did you want to do?” you asked coyly.
With hands on hips I replied, “I wanted to make love to you and you damned well know it. I wanted to be buried deep inside you and feel how hot and wet you would have been. That’s what I wanted, but it is a little difficult in a car in a strange parking lot.”
“And you don’t think I wanted the same thing?” you asked.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “You were steaming hot and we did what we could. And what we did was wonderful. I don’t mean to sound like it wasn’t great.”
You stood there for several seconds looking at me from across the bed. As we stared at each other, I could feel hot coals simmering deep inside me. I didn’t know what you were going to do or say, but I knew that you were fanning my fires and I hoped that you were thinking what I was.
You took the bottom of your pullover in your hands and quickly pulled it over your head, leaving you standing there on the other side of the bed from me bare chested. Without breaking eye contact you unbuttoned the top of your jeans and quickly pulled them down, leaving yourself totally naked in front of me. You stood still there several seconds and then said, “Do you want me now?”
I said nothing. I unbuttoned my shirt slowly, never taking my eyes from yours. When the shirt was off I tossed it aside and unbuttoned the top of my jeans and dropped them to the floor.
When your eyes dropped you could see that I was wearing nothing but an erection and said, “Well, I guess you just answered my question.”
You got on top of the bed and crawled across to my side, stopping just inches away and lying down to take my cock in your mouth. You laid back and looked up at me saying, “You taste so good, but we don’t have time to do what I would like to do.”
“Then come here,” I said as I pulled you toward me. You slid off of the bed and stood next to me. I took you in my arms and kissed you, adjusted our positions so that I could put my erection between your legs. As we kissed you slowly moved yourself over my cock as you cupped my ass checks in your hands.
“I’m thinking this needs to be hard and fast,” I said softly.
You kissed me once more and then turned your back to me and leaned over the bed, presenting me with your beautiful ass. I watched as you spread your legs for me and whispered back, “Hurry baby. That’s how I want it right now; hard and fast.”
I moved behind you, took my extremely hard cock in my hand and moved it between your legs, finding that very hot, wet spot. I moved it back and forth over your pussy, getting it wetter each time until you said, “Now, baby. Please now.”
I moved into position and placed the head at your opening. Very slowly I pushed the head in and stopped. “Hard and fast?” I asked softy.
Your answer was to push back hard against me. Because you were so wet, it slid into you with no resistance. I did not wait to feel how hot and wet you felt, but rather began pumping you at once. I was slamming into you as hard and fast as I could move. Within seconds you were as wet as I could remember you being, and I could feel you pushing back against me as hard as I was thrusting into you. We could hear the sound of my skin slapping against your ass, and I knew that we were both extremely excited and that this wouldn’t last very long. I was holding your hips and pulling you back into me as hard as I could, hearing your soft noises that told me that you were enjoying it.
“I’m close, baby,” I told you in a loud whisper. “I’m really close.”
You quickly pushed back against me and moved off of the bed, dropping to your knees in front of me. You took my cock in your hands, looked up at me and said, “Cum on my tits, baby. Cum on me now.” Your hand was flying over my very wet cock and I let go. Hot cum flew out of me and you guided it on to each of your breasts, and as I was just about finished you took me in your mouth and sucked me until I was too tender to continue.
I dropped down on my knees in front of you and you looked at me and smiled, as you ran your hands through my cum and rubbed it over your breasts. “You’ve never done that before,” I said.
“I know,” you said, looking into my eyes, “But I want to be able to smell you on me while we are visiting and having dinner. And when we get back in this room at bedtime, I promise you that I am going to be so horny that you may not be able to sleep until dawn. I will be the only one that will smell you on me and it will drive me crazy. So, if I start saying that I want to go to bed because I’m tired, you will know that I’ve waited as long as I can. OK?”
I smiled and kissed you. “God, how I love you. You are the most exciting woman I have ever known. And I’ll be ready to be too sleepy to stay awake when you give me the sign. Then I will be yours for as long as you want me.”
We both stood up and held each other and kissed once more. You stepped back and smiled at me saying, “Now then, can I put on my panties and bra?”
“Forget it,” I answered. “We’ve already been through this once and we made a deal for the entire weekend. Now, let’s get dressed and go downstairs before they go to bed.”
In just a few minutes we were cleaned up and dressed to go downstairs. As I reached for the door, you stopped me, turned me to you, kissed me and said, “We are not going to stay up visiting for a long time. We are going to be polite and then excuse ourselves and come upstairs to bed. Do you agree?”
“Just exactly who do you think you are talking to?” I asked with a degree of seriousness. “At the end of the exercise I will be getting into bed with you, the sexiest woman on the face of the earth. Why would I want to stay up talking with our friends?”
“You are a sweet talker,” you said.
“Not really,” I said as I gave you a light kiss. “I have always told you what’s in my heart. I’m just not clever enough to be a sweet talker. Now kiss me once more and let’s go downstairs.”
You kissed me.
I opened the door and we walked out to spend some happy time with our friends in their lovely home.
Are you interested in what happened next?
Because I was asked for a “First Person” story.
