Exploring New Ground

[JackJonesHull]

There was only a little traffic on the road accompanying them. A mix of taxis carrying people home from late nights or to jobs for early mornings. No buses across these midnight hours. No lorries or vans shuttling goods around. They'd left the hotel, with its empty reception, and hadn't seen a single person. Only the few cars showing there were others awake, or even alive.

 

The darkened windows in darkened buildings reflected the car lights as they passed. An illuminated McDonald's not even showing in the mirrors now. Shops passed by. A city park, behind locked gates, behind them. Now the shops thinned, ground floor windows beneath curtained windows, replaced by homes of various designs.

 

She looked at him, sat across in the driver seat, curious to his relaxed appearance. How was he so calm when she felt like she was shaking? Then she remembered this was his home town, this Yorkshire harbour city was his natural habitat. Sensing her gaze he glanced over and smiled, then his eyes went back to the road.

 

She opened the book she had found almost a day ago, turning to the pages which had grabbed her attention, and started rereading. A vague smile on her face and a sparkle in her eyes.

 

She felt the car slow and manoeuvre a couple of times, although there was no traffic at all, before settling back to a casual s***d.

 

“Almost there!” He warned and she looked up to see a sign saying ‘Coniston’ fly past the window, then they were away from buildings and driving between fields. The car accelerating towards its destination.

 

“There might be someone else there, if there is I'm not keen on hanging around!” He stated. “A little Al fresco loving is good for the soul, but I'm not one for audiences.”

 

A set of buildings flew past on the right hand side ‘Gardners Arms’ upon a sign. Then they were between trees. She felt the car gently braking before heading off the road at a tangent behind trees, bushes and a mud bank. The headlights flicked to full beam, illuminating the empty pull off as they eased to a halt. Then the engine and lights were off in a heartbeat.

 

It was her heart that timed the darkness as her vision slowly returned as she grew used to the shadows and trees about her. 

 

“Why no lights?” She turned towards his seat.

“We don't want anyone to know we're here, if anyone drives past they may see lights!” He explained.

 

He pushed his door open and stepped up and out, walking around to the front of the car he sat back leaning on the bonnet. She looked out at him and followed suit. The only sounds were leaves and branches moving in the gentle wind. At this time not even ***s disturbed the night. 

 

She looked around, taking everything in. But her heartbeat thundered I her ears. A deep breath taken she whipped round, pinning him against the car. Her tongue driven between his lips, her hands gripping his hair tight so he couldn't escape. She felt a hardness, not so noticeable a moment ago, grow against her. Still devouring his lips she reached down and released him from the denim restraint. Her mouth causing him erect as she knew it would. Pushing him flat across the car she leaned back and surveyed him, sliding back she licked the head of his cock, tasted him, then drove her mouth down his shaft, squeezing softly on his balls as she sucked whilst drawing her head back. Her other hand gripping and massaging him as her mouth did likewise.

 

“Oh my fucking god!” He exclaimed.

 

On she went with lips, teeth and tongue consuming his cock with an *** wildness. His breathing strained as she took whatever  pleasures she desired. His shaking heralded the salty hotness suddenly filling her mouth. Without stopping she glanced up at him, his head back laid up onto the windscreen, eyes closed.

 

Swallowing she climbed up onto the car, crawling up his body. Then crouching above him she pulled her skirt up, displaying her nakedness beneath. Lining up she pushed herself onto him, her own breath being driven from her chest as he filled her. Then, as ***istic as before, she grinded on him, stirring around him, bouncing upon him. He could only hold on, braced to stop them sliding onto the ground in a heap.

 

The excitement of the moment thrilling her probably as much as his sex within her. Her orgasm tearing her nearly in half with the ferocity of it's happening. Wave after wave uncontrolled. 

 

She sagged onto him. The joint weight finally too much and they began to slide off the car. Neither could slow the movement and she landed astride him on the broken tarmac.

 

“Where are The Avenues?” She managed to gasp. 

“Back in town, how about we save that for tomorrow?” The reply came with a question.

 

[JackJonesHull]

Third chapter in the "New Ground" series of stories. I seem to have forgotten to mention that.

[JackJonesHull]

Further chapters may happen if there is interest, or I feel like it.