Part VII
"Thanks." I said, thinking furiously. I suddenly wasn't in any hurry to let this one get away. I remembered that I wasn't wearing any panties, so I leaned back on the hood of his truck and lifted my heel to the bumper. I watched his eyes trace the curve of my thigh. He saw the tanned skin of my leg over the top of the lacy stocking, and he realized that I was openly showing myself to him.
"How can I possibly repay you for saving a damsel in distress?" I breathed.
"Uhh, well..." he started to say.
"Oh, I'm sure I can think of something I can do to pay you back for being so gallant." I was actually enjoying his discomfort at my brazen attempt to get him to examine me. I felt a trickle of dampness on my thigh, as I leaned back even further onto the hood of his truck.
"Well, I, uh..." he stammered.
"Come here," I commanded. I raised up onto my elbows, spread my thighs slightly, and began to unbutton my blouse. "Isn't there anything you want me to do for you?"
"God," he breathed.
Time for me to throw caution to the wind. I pulled my skirt up, and exposed my womanhood to his suddenly hungry gaze. He stepped toward me, and I reached for him, pulling him tightly to me.
"Take me," I moaned.
"Are you sure?" he questioned.
"Oh yes, Take me." I breathed. "Do it now."
His fingertips began to trace the outline of my erect nipples through my lacy bra, and I began to unbutton his jeans. I felt the tip of his firmness through his shorts, and he jerked as though he was touched by an electric current. I slid from the hood of his car, and knelt on the ground in front of him. As I looked up at him, his eyes met mine, and held them locked in a passionate gaze that told me that he was prepared to accept whatever I had in mind. I slowly slid his jeans down, and hungrily leaned into his hips. As my lips met his hardness, I felt a pulsing through the fabric imprisoning his hardness. I gently released it from the confines of the elastic band, seeing a pearl of fluid form at the very tip. I grasped the hard shaft, and traced the tip of my tongue over, around, and into the tiny slit.
As I slid my hand over the base of his manliness, I took him between my lips. I felt him shudder as my tongue flicked across the underside of his length. I took him again between my lips, and slowly slid my hungry mouth down the entire length of him, until my lips and nose were pressed into the soft curly hairs at the base. I heard him moan, and I worked him around the moist interior of my mouth and throat, as I grasped the muscles of his bottom to steady myself. I looked up at him again, and saw his eyes roll back as he raised his face to the starlit night sky. I withdrew him slowly from my mouth, as he grasped my shoulders. He pulled me up to him, and pressed his lips to mine. I moaned with pleasure, as he leaned me back against the trunk of my car, and pulled my skirt up around my waist.
To be continued...
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