The Truck

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The Truck
The wind was a cold breath against my skin
as you pushed me up against the truck
kissing me hard, thrusting your tongue between my lips
tongues playing and fighting for dominance
such a fun little game
your teeth nip and bite along my lips and neck
my nails scratch and rake your neck and back
leaving my mark just as you whisper in my ear the two words
the words I have longed to hear my whole life
"You're mine."
Your arms are wrapped tightly around my waist holding me so close
that I can feel you hard against me, wishing you were inside me
I shudder at all the possibilities that run through my mind
you nibble my neck and throat causing the small whimpers to rise from me
Soon I'm bent over the truck bed thrilled at the thought
of knowing we were going to fuck right there and then
on that hillside in broad daylight
my pants and panties are down to my ankles in mere seconds
you thrust two fingers into to me shortly thereafter
thrusting in and out making whimper at the feeling
you pull them out and suck them clean whispering those words I love oh so much
"Delicious"
making my walls clench and leaves me trembling
I hear your belt unbuckle and your pants fall to the ground
soon followed by your boxers
I'm grinning like a fool
you smack my ass and pull the condom on
you thrust smoothly in and I'm right were I've always wanted to be
hard and fast you thrust in and out
over and over until we're both breathless and I'm feeling more then I've ever felt
just a little more please... its all I can think
right there....
all these things that I think of during that I've never said
please...
I shudder and bite my hand hard
I hear your groan and am thrilled for these moments
Sweaty and breathing heavy I whisper, Thank you

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unpredictablebijouunpredictablebijoualmost 16 years ago
prosy but fun

It's a nice little scene, and concisely written. It's as if this piece doesn't know if it's a poem or prose, but reading it, I found I didn't care; it was a fun little scene. nicely done.

kinkrichardkinkrichardalmost 16 years ago
You made me

I feel like a thief, SORRY I felt it too, I did not mean to you made me, SORRY and thanks