White Knight in a Cadillac

She felt his cock jump up and slap her lower belly. She leaned away from him to see him swelling. The wet pubic hair sticking to his muscled thighs turned her on. The wet hair stuck to his belly turned her on. The wet hair covering his chest turned her on.

"Looks like I'm about to get nasty again." She said looking into his beautiful hot eyes.

She dropped to her knees, the shower bathing her. He had never seen anything as sexy as this hot redhead at his cock, never. Her wet hair was running down her face, water streaming off her soft white flesh. Her breasts were like waterfalls. The water ran down them and flowed off them and fell to the shower floor, each drop heading to the drain lucky to have been a drop of water to touch her glorious body. She took his half limp member in her hand and stroked it like a pet. Every other stroke or so it would jerk in her hand and grow another inch. She kissed the head softly, lovingly. It reached out to touch her. She took it between her lips and eased it into her mouth.

Soon she was sucking it and licking it. Her monotone moans would escape her lips with each long stroke. She turned her head from side to side wallowing his wonderful dick against the inside of her cheeks. Steve leaned back against the tiled wall, closed his eyes, put his hands on the top of her head and let her have her way with him.

When he couldn't take any more he picked her up and wiped the hair from her eyes and gazed lovingly into them. He was breathing so hard he could barely talk.

"You…better…save some…for little nasty down there." He finally got it out.

"Steve, wouldn't you like to cum in my mouth?" She said her breathing not much better than his.

He looked at her and let her go as she slid back down his body and regained her lip lock on his tool. He almost fell in the shower when he shot his wad. His knees were so weak he could barely stand. He moaned and groaned and couldn't believe what this little babe was doing to him. When she couldn't suck any more of his sweet sticky cum, she spit into the drain and stood up hugging him tightly around the waist.

"How was it? Was it good? Am I good for you like that?" She asked.

He took her face in his hands and started to kiss her mouth. She put her hand over his mouth to stop him. He pulled her hand away.

"You don't have to kiss me Steve." She said thinking about what had been in her mouth just seconds ago.

"Oh, yes, I most definitely must kiss you or I will explode all over this shower." He said.

He pushed his mouth to hers, engaging in a warm deep kiss of sincere gratitude for what she had just given him. Her lips were warm and soft. He pushed his tongue against her closed lips. She moaned in protest but he pushed harder against her lips. She relented and reluctantly opened her mouth letting his wet wonderful tongue explore the depths of her cock soaked opening. He kissed her for several minutes.

"I'm glad you liked it." She said, when their lips finally parted, she stared into his eyes.

"Like! Like?! Only you would use a word like, like for the most awesome amazing incredible hot beautiful wonderful, did I say amazing, thing my dick has ever felt." He was reeling.

She laid her head on his chest and smiled to herself, proud that she could please him so completely. They finished washing each other, she paid special attention to cleaning his cock. He paid special attention to cleaning everything. He played with her tits, picking them up and letting them bounce back; they were so awesome and firm.

"Are these natural or did you have them custom made for you?" He asked smiling at her.

Amber's mouth fell open in jest. "Steve, how dare you? Of course they're not real. There are titty doctors on every corner in Montana." She took hold of his wet washed cock. "My titties are as real as this thing." She laughed, looking up at him with her head tilted in the cutest way.

They laughed and rinsed each other and laughed and petted each other and laughed and held each other close and laughed. They stayed in the shower until the hot water was gone again. They got out and toweled each other dry. They went to bed in the loft that night. Steve pulled her backside against his chest, cupped her breast in his hand and fell silent. The moonlight bathed the trees and mountains in its soft glow. The sound of the stream running sang them to sleep in each others arms. They both slept better that night than they had in many, many days.

Amber woke the next morning having the most wonderful dream. She couldn't see his face but the man in her dream was working her pussy over deliciously with his mouth. As her eyes opened and sleep fled she realized it wasn't a dream. Steve's head was between her thighs doing the most wonderful things to her. Her back arched and she twisted and turned at the sensations filling her body. When every muscle in her body was tingling she pulled at his hair and he rose up to her, she took his swollen cock in her hand and guided it to her wetness.

"Good morning gorgeous." He said looking into her dreamy sultry eyes.

"Good! Good?! Only you would use a word like good to describe what you're making me feel? It's a GREAT morning." She said in a loud voice welcoming him into her.

She lifted her mouth to kiss him. He put his hand on her lips.

"You don't have to kiss me." He was playing on her reaction to his kiss after the marvelous blowjob she had performed on him in the shower last night.

"I most definitely do have to kiss you, or I will certainly explode. Isn't that what you said?" She played along.

"Close enough." He said pressing his lips against hers.

She moaned deeply against his lips, tasting herself on them as he pushed his hard dick into her drenched muffin. She was so wet his body slid in and out of hers with ease. She would squeeze him and his cock would jerk inside her and cause her to sigh with pleasure. He took one of her hands and slipped it between their bellies and asked her to fondle his balls. She reached down and took him in her hot hand. He almost melted at her touch. She had never done this before. As she began to massage them, he would tell her to squeeze them harder. He was stroking her like a well oiled machine running at full blast.

Amber came in short fashion, almost loosing touch of his balls when he started this awesome screwing. She managed to have her sweet pleasure, moaning beneath him and holding on to his nuts at the same time.

"Oh Amber, if you knew what you were doing to me you would never stop!" He said in her ear.

Another orgasm raced through her body and she screamed at the intense pleasure. She rolled her head back and squeezed his nuts harder. When she put her other hand down and took a nut in each Steve turned into a crazy wild man. She thought he was going to break something. She wasn't sure if it would be something in her or in him. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders so tight she could barely breathe. He was slamming so fast and hard she could just keep his balls in her fingertips. When he came in her he let out a scream so loud Amber swore the woodland creatures stopped making noise to hear this new animal on the block. Before he was through shooting his cum into her she came again, this man was doing things to her that she never imagined could happen. Three orgasms in one session. Whewwww.

They fell silent, neither one able or wanting to say anything. When Amber finally started to say something, Steve put two fingers over her lips and shook his head no. She fell silent, smiling and petting his hair. There seemed to be no end to the pleasure she was bringing him. Amber shifted herself beneath his weight, he was smashing her breasts. He took a deep breath and raised up off her.

"Sorry Chelle." He said out of habit. "Oh, Amber. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to call you…"

She put her fingers on his lips and shook her head no this time. She smiled into his eyes and pulled his head down on her neck and stroked him gently. It hurt her inside, but the thought that she had taken him back to a time he loved with a woman that he more than loved pleased her down deep. She was confused about the conflicting emotions running through her heart and mind but she decided to let it go. He stroked her hard and squeezed her arms and shoulders, she could tell it had upset him to upset her. She forgave him and he hadn't even asked her to.

"I'm so sorry baby. You're the first woman I have been with and…" He started.

"Steve you don't have to explain. It's ok." She said, kissing his ear.

"No, please let me finish. You're the first woman since Chelle. I know she would want me to go on with my life. She even told me once to get the ugliest woman I could find and rebuild my life if anything ever happened to her." Steve looked up at Amber and smiled, her grin widened, her teeth sparkled like diamonds. "So, you see, that's the real reason I picked you up in that café. I mean, look at you, you're the ugliest little redhead the world has ever seen. You have ugly titties, all that ugly pink skin. Your pussy is all red and yucky. And Amber, look at that ugly tight firm ass, and your legs are ok but gosh those feet, their so little and delicate and ugly. I mean, Amber Scott, you put the U in ugly." He finished.

She smiled at him biting her bottom lip looking at him like she wanted to eat him up. She kept her arms wrapped around his neck. He had worked his way around this delicate situation with great finesse. She knew how she looked and was more than secure in herself.

"Well, your dick doesn't do a thing for me. Three lousy orgasms. You might as well get rid of that worthless little limb. I don't know a woman in the world that you could satisfy." She could play his game.

"Well, if pussy pleasure was money your sloppy hole couldn't buy a tampon for a pregnant flea." He came back at her smiling.

"A pregnant flea wouldn't need a tampon mister smarty." She answered.

"That's my point exactly, thank you for making it." He had her there.

"Oh you jerk!" She grinned from ear to ear and slapped him on the arm.

He rolled her on top of him. She sat up, her shoulder length hair dropped down the side of her face. She just sat there looking down at him.

"Amber, you're the most beautiful woman I have made love to." He took her beautiful face in his hands and repeated. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever been with. Chelle and all."

She closed her eyes and almost took on a sad look. She was sad to know Chelle was diminishing in his memory if that were the case. She looked up at him, her thighs straddling his stomach.

"If this was the last time we make love I will quit trying to find anyone to match you. No one can. You are my…" She stopped not sure what to add.

"If you suck that nasty dried pussy off my cock I will try to top myself." He stroked her hair softly.

She slid down his body and had him hard again with little effort. She massaged herself for several seconds, when she was wet she eased down on his long wonderful cock. She reeled and swayed atop him as he once again filled her very being with pleasure.

Before long she was resting her head on his chest begging him to get on top. He just starting hunching put into her. She laid in his arms and enjoyed his efforts to please her. He could feel her body quiver like a cold chill had come over her, her muscles would spasm and she would shake like a vibrator. He placed a finger part way into her puckered little ass and she writhed like crazy. The quivers got stronger and closer together and suddenly they turned to quakes inside her. She let out a loud moan when she came, her mouth sprawled open on his chest, her eyes shut tight. Her hot wet thick juice ran out of her, coating his balls and soaking the sheet. This girl was wetter than water.

Before the sensation of the first orgasm subsided the next one built and exploded inside her. She was crying with pleasure now, calling his name softly and kissing his chest wherever her lips would touch. He held her tight stabbing his long cock as deep inside her as possible. He would squeeze his ass forcing blood into his cock causing it to swell larger inside her at the end of every stroke. She would gasp at each swelling throb. He would relax it as he pulled back out and repeated the process with each powerful thrust. He had reduced her to a quivering quaking mass of redheaded humanity.

He rolled her over keeping his cock in her and returned to hunching her. She laid there like a melted candle accepting all he had to give her. He had come so many times in the last twelve hours that it would take some time to get him off this time. Finally her pussy couldn't take anymore. Her last orgasm got almost painful, the sensation ran so rough through her body.

She pushed him up and begged him to stop. He could see in her eyes that she was well satisfied and getting way too sore. She couldn't take another stroke. He slowly pushed himself into her one last time. She sucked her lips between her teeth and tried to stand the intense electricity flowing out of him into her. She couldn't stand it. She let out a scream. He pulled out and kissed her softly.

"Worthless little limb, couldn't satisfy anyone huh?" He said gazing into her misty satisfied eyes.

"Ok…you win…I give up." She said through choppy breaths.

Her breathing was returning to normal. He had rolled to her side and pulled her to lie beside him. She put her hand down on his swollen cock.

"Poor baby, he's still so hard." She said, starting to beat him off.

He kissed her roughly. He was still turned on with the volume cranked up. She pushed him flat on his back and began to slowly hotly kiss down his body. She licked his six-pack stomach and raked her fingernails across his massive chest, all the while beating him off with her other hand. When her mouth got to his hairy lower belly she leaned his cock toward her mouth and sucked it half way into her sweet wet void. Her tongue wrapped around the head and licked the sweet crease on the underneath side. He reacted like she wanted him to, crazily.

She sucked him so hard the friction was cooking his meat. He tried to stop her a couple of times but she sighed whimpering protests out of her cock filled mouth and he let her continue. She didn't stop until every last drop of cum was in her, except the one little drip that escaped out the corner of her mouth. She sat up, licked it off, and just looked into his hot eyes. He was totally spent, his hand lightly rubbed her wrist. He couldn't move. She laid down beside him. They stayed like this for the next hour. Finally he raised his head and looked down at her, she raised her eyes high up to look at him.

"Did you swallow that stuff?" He asked, it dawned on him that she hadn't moved.

"Uh huh." She muttered.

"Oh, you are a disgusting ugly little redheaded thing if I ever saw one. Was it good? What does it taste like? Do you like it?" He was curious, that was one thing Chelle had never done.

"No, I didn't like it very much, I guess it is an acquired taste or something." She sighed.

"Then why didn't you spit it out?" He asked.

"I didn't want to leave you." She answered.

"But just to go down and spit it out, that's not leaving me." He said.

"It was too close to leaving for me. I just wanted to be here more than I didn't want to swallow it." She said.

He just held her and kissed her hair and thought what a wonderful incredible little lady he had here. They spent the next hour or so sitting on the couch watching the fire.

Amber asked if they could stay one more day. They could go buy some food and stay one more day. She begged but didn't need to. Steve was up for it. He tossed her the keys to his car and told her to take some money from his wallet by the bed. She looked at the keys in her hand.

"Steve, your new car? I can't take it." She said.

"Woman get to the store and get me my dinner." He joked putting her at ease.

It made her feel good for him to trust her like this. She took the car and the money and bought what they needed. She was back before he knew it, no dents or dings.

They kept the cabin one more day. They enjoyed each others sex to the fullest. They were free and flying. During there last few hours there Steve had stripped her naked and picked her up and sat her on his hard dick. She wrapped her legs around him and he had screwed her everywhere he could lay her. He carried her to the back of the couch, sat her on it and screwed her there. After several minutes he whisked her to the kitchen table and took his pleasure with her there. He threw open the sliding door leading to the back yard of the cabin and raced around in the trees with her bouncing on his staff. She ducked her head into his neck and screamed for him to get back inside, it was cold out and someone might see them. Her nipples were rock hard. Her eyes were so full of lust it drove Steve crazy, he screwed her as hard as he had ever screwed anyone. He pressed her up against the outside of the cabin and banged her for several seconds before disappearing back inside. Then he sat on the steps leading to the loft, pulled her down on him and screwed her on the stairs. They ended up in the loft bed coming and writhing and kissing and stroking and loving each other to the extreme.

They loaded the car the next morning and drove away. Amber watched as the cabin disappeared from sight. She would never forget this place or the man that brought her here. They were on their way but didn't know where. They didn't care. They had driven for almost an hour and neither of them said a thing.

"A penny for your thoughts." Amber said, finally breaking the silence.

"Oh I am afraid my thoughts are worth much more than that, I'm thinking about you. Here you right next to me, I can talk to you all I want and I find myself lost in the memory of the last couple of days." He answered smiling at her.

She slipped across the seat and snuggled up close to him. He made her put the middle seatbelt on. She complained but obeyed.

"What was your favorite time over the last two days?" She asked.

"The mile of dick I gave you." They both laughed.

She slapped his arm. "No, I mean the single best moment, the best one time?" She asked again.

"This will sound funny." He started.

"Why? Nothing was funny, I mean not like you're saying it. What, tell me?" She begged.

"Ok, but don't hit me. That first night when you came and laid on the bed with me after I told you about Chelle and Sarah, I woke up in the middle of the night. It had gotten cold, the fire had gone out. You looked so cold all wrapped up in your own arms. I put the covers over you and you sighed and relaxed like the warmth was bathing you inside and out. You looked so extraordinarily beautiful that night." He glanced at her.

She hit his arm again. She did, square on his muscle. He thought how strong this country girl was.

"I spend all that time with you naked as a jaybird and you pick a night when I was fully dressed?" She was smiling. This guy was such a stand up guy, she loved that about him.

"Well the lace of your bra was showing a little. I wrapped you up and your face turned up to mine, I wanted to kiss your soft beautiful lips so bad. I wish I had now, but all things turned out well, don't you think?" He asked. "My second favorite is when you were butt naked and I fucked your brains out." He added, getting another blow to the arm.

She smiled. "DON'T SAY THAT! Besides, that was all of the rest of the time wasn't it?"

"I think so now that you mention it." He looked at her.

They were getting close to leaving the beauty of the mountains. There was one particularly nice peak just up ahead, maybe thirty minutes away. He looked at it and back at Amber.

"Amber? I have a sleeping bag in the trunk. Can I take you up on that mountain and make love to you?" He asked and glanced at her.