1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    on a jagged one!” I thought out loud, which brought a roar of laughter between the two of us. After we calmed down from our bout of hysteria, I went back to my issue, “So, you aren’t looking for a boyfriend?” “Oh, you know how it is. You don’t find love; it finds you.” she sighed, brushing the hair out of her eyes. No, I didn’t know how it was. But I did know that I didn’t have any desire to date her. She was just too wild, and trusting her would be an issue for me. “I suppose so.” I replied. “So, about breaking in your jeep.” she started, shrugging the lace off of her shoulders. “You up for it?” I smiled and said, “I’m sure I can get up for it.” That’s all it took for her to stand up and strip. Bringing a foot over me, she grabbed the roll bar and brought her sex to my head. Even though I was in the driver seat, she was going to do the driving. Her pussy was soaked from teasing throughout the day. The sun reflected the glistening moisture back at me. Looking up, I was enthralled by the underside of her breasts. I didn’t get much of a chance to study her though, as she thrust her sex at me. “Suck me.” she said, gyrating her hips. I brought my hands up and grabbed her ass. In no time at all, she humped an orgasm out on my mouth. By the time she finished, I had a raging hard on. Taking Jenny’s top off was the best thing we could have done. I screwed her standing on the back seat while she leaned on the roll bar. Her knuckles turned white from gripping it to hold on, due to my ...
    savage pounding. Having sex outdoors was scary, or thrilling, or both. Remembering the surprise visit from the Frey’s, I was a bit hesitant about stripping. But the urge to satisfy my lust blocked out any interference or concern from the outside world. After all, vampires do crave blood. After exploding in her while she shook from her own climax, I melted on top of her. Sweat from both of us mixed together in the humid afternoon sun. My cock melted as well and slipped from the folds of her grasp, spilling our mess. Jenny was christened with the fluids of our orgasm right on the floorboard between the front seats. “Ok, you’re crushing me.” she complained, shrugging me off of her. I got up off of her, got dressed, and took her home. Wow, that sounded good on paper. Everything sounds good on paper. But a lot of details are usually left out. Like, swimming to wash off. Or driving over a river; one of the coolest things ever, or climbing a mountain, or meeting her father. Betty directed me to the shallow part of the river and ole Jenny crossed it with water fanning out of her footboards. Splashing in the dips and climbing over flat rocks, we made it to the bank with my nerves still intact. Betty showed me the path that had been laid by others and I started my climb. It looked dangerous but she assured me it wasn’t a big deal. Jenny threw a fit though and I couldn’t get a good start up the mountain. “Got it in four wheel drive?” she asked, frustrated at me for backing down again. ...