back to Jeff, who was leaning against the front of the car waiting for me. He perked up and walked over.
“Feeling a little better?” he asked.
I nodded and stood up, my head still swimming.
“We’re actually here, already,” he said.
I raised an eyebrow, confused with his statement. He just gestured to the other side of the car and beckoned for me to join him. I tip-toed my way around in the grass until I finally could see what he meant.
We must have been about half a mile above the city, on the overlooking hills. I hadn’t seen anything so spectacular. It mirrored the night’s sky; the lights twinkled in the streets and cars zoomed around in the early evening.
“I like to come up here when I have to think. I don’t know why I find it so relaxing to look down on everything,” Jeff said.
“I can see why you like it,” I said.
We sat on the hood of his car, just watching and taking it all in. I felt my anxiety that had built up during the car ride, start to fade away.
I leaned over and gave Jeff a kiss on the cheek.
“What was that for?” he asked.
“I thought it was a good time,” I replied with a smile.
He kissed me on my cheek.
“What was that for,” I asked.
“It felt like a good time,” he replied.
I leaned and kissed him on the lips. He returned the kiss with a passion I hadn’t felt from any other man I’d been with . For a while, we were locked in an epic struggle of affection.
I was incredibly lightheaded, but it wasn’t because of alcohol. I could feel the excitement taking hold of me, and I longed for more. I kissed down his neck, and I believe he understood what was on my mind.
He wrapped his big arms around my back and pulled me in close. He kissed me deeper and more passionately. I could feel his hands rubbing up and down my back.
I tip-toed my hand down his stomach until I reached his bulge, and felt it from outside his pants. The more I held, the larger it got.
He lied back on the hood of his car and pulled me on top of him. I started ripping off his button-down shirt and kissing along his chest with each button I undid.
He ran his hands through my hair, gently petting and pulling me in tight when he could. With his shirt off, I ran my hands along his chest sparsely covered with hair. I could see my breath, but I didn’t mind it in the slightest.
Then I felt my zipper starting to come undone along the back of my black dress. I leaned back to offer the best view. It only seemed to stir him on further as my dress hit the floor seconds later. Standing there in nature, in only my underwear, I felt so free and open.
My skin was covered in goosebumps, and I felt each one as Jeff ran his hands along my now exposed stomach. I reached behind my back, undid my bra, and slid it down my arms. He reached up and took my tiny perky nipples into his hands. I relished in the warmth that his hands brought.
I pulled his pants off without much worry, and he just laughed as I did it; which in turn inspired a laugh from me. His member stood erect as he lied on the hood of the car. I reached down and took the shaft into my hands, massaging it up and down.
I leaned in and took it into my mouth, and he moaned with pleasure as I did so. He was definitely the biggest I had been with by far. I continued to stroke his shaft while taking in as much to my mouth as I could. But, he pulled my head off and pushed me from him.
“It’s my turn,” he said.
He picked me up and slid me onto the car. With his other hand, he stripped off my underwear. Then, he kissed his way up my thigh and onto my hot sex waiting for him.
I felt a small kiss at first, and then he started circling my clit with his tongue. The sensations were enough to drive me mad. I had to catch my breath on more than one occasion. I felt as though I might burst any second.
He continued to play with my clit while rubbing along my little slit