Chapter 194 - naughty f.u.c.k.i.n.g in the great outdoors

Lucas and Isabella were new to this town. They'd only been living here for a year, and it would take at least another 20 before the natives would consider them locals. It would take a further 40 years before they were in the average age range for the area. But they were happy here. The climate was warm, weekends were often spent hiking or m.a.k.i.n.g. .l.o.v.e, life was good. Plus, it was now summer, and Isabella had just bought a toy.

The new jeep was her pride and joy, and she had already taken it out along the many remote country tracks surrounding town, so that she could reach isolated hiking trails. Today, however, she allowed Lucas to take control, and today he had something other than hiking on the agenda. Both led busy lives, and, whenever they came out to the countryside, the further they got from town the more relaxed they became.

With the thrum of the powerful vehicle beneath her, the heat of the sun beaming through the open roof above, and the sight of her man's b.a.r.e forearms, something deep stirred within Isabella. Maybe it was because it was the weekend, maybe it was the fact that no-one else was out here, maybe it was that she wasn't wearing any u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r, but Isabella was a tight coil of arousal. She leaned over and whispered in Lucas's ear.

"I didn't put any p.a.n.t.i.e.s on this morning."

Lucas didn't say anything. Instead, he drove on until he found a sensible place to stop. He parked the jeep, switched off the engine, and looked intently at Isabella. She smiled and offered up her lips, which he eagerly met with this. The touch of his tongue acted as the starting gun for her hands, which began roaming his body and ended up between his legs.

"Oh! And what's this?" Isabella said coyly.

Her touch sparked a hungry l.u.s.t in Lucas's eyes. Isabella wanted to fire him up even more. She stepped out of the car and closed the door behind her, shutting him in. Without hesitation she began stripping out of her clothes, putting herself on display for her excited man. He stood on the passenger seat and tried to reach for her, a beast desperate to be released from his cage. But Isabella remained just far enough from those strong arms.

Being half-n.a.k.e.d in this heat felt so sensual. It also felt somewhat risky—they were, after all, out in the open. But Isabella knew that this track led nowhere, it simply petered out in the arid landscape. She, therefore, felt carefree and continued stripping, the chirruping cicadas buzzing like an appreciative audience. At last, she returned to Lucas, placed a hand on his crotch, and checked his reaction to her performance. A massive standing ovation. Isabella could resist no more. She pulled off his shorts and revealed his firm c.o.c.k.

The warmth of it in her mouth matched the warmth of the air against her b.a.r.e skin. Lucas sighed licentiously, which encouraged Isabella to suck harder, to tease with her tongue, and to pull hard at him with her hand.

"Ahhh Izzy," Lucas whispered, "I love you."

He pulled off his top and revealed his powerful torso. Isabella glanced at his marble-hard c.h.e.s.t and marvelled that she could have so much power over her Adonis. Lucas's tumescence felt amazing in her mouth, it was a joy to feel the ridge of his head and the pulse of his p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. He gripped the roof of the jeep and stared fixedly at Isabella's b.r.e.a.s.ts. She knew what was coming next.

Seemingly unable to resist her temptations any longer, Lucas stepped out of the vehicle. Isabella removed her last item of clothing and stood entirely n.a.k.e.d but for a pair of heels. Her man guided her so that she stood with her back to him, with her hands splayed against the hot chassis. While he let his hands roam over her b.r.e.a.s.ts, she took hold of his erection and stroked him back to full hardness. He was ready.

Isabella imagined the sun blessing the pink skin of her c.u.n.t as she arched her back and offered herself to Lucas. He didn't hesitate to ease himself gently into her. His animal groans were spoken into the s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e flesh of her neck and, feeling totally uninhibited, she responded loudly.

"Lucas, oh Lucas! Deeper! Yes, yessss!"

"That's my girl, mmmm, f.u.c.k you feel so good."

Being out in the countryside, with her man's keen c.o.c.k thrusting into her, felt so primitive. The lovers were part of nature, they were engaging in a natural act, and it all seemed so perfect. At that moment Isabella felt as though she were Lucas's object—his to conquer. She always felt this way when she was filled by him.

Lucas's deep growls poured yet more fuel onto the flames of Isabella's arousal. She exulted at the feel of his hands—large enough to easily span her waist—as they roamed over her h.i.p.s and b.r.e.a.s.ts and b.u.t.t. His powerful legs propelled him forward and back in a long, slow f.u.c.k.i.n.g. The rhythmic slapping of t.h.i.g.hs against t.h.i.g.hs mingled with her delirious sighs.

"Ahhh, yes yes yes."

Isabella rocked against him—a reflex action that enhanced her p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. Lucas increased his tempo, and she gave herself entirely to the man behind her. A sudden, shuddering climax bent her double and her man slowed to a stop. He c.a.r.e.s.sed her lovingly, embracing her o.r.g.a.s.m with affectionate touches and kisses. She turned to kiss him, the burning metal of the jeep now against her b.a.r.e behind.

"I love you," Lucas whispered into her ear.

Too breathless to respond, all Isabella could do was silently appreciate how incredible he looked. Spotlighted by the sun, his muscles twitched and his c.o.c.k remained proud and ready. He was the embodiment of raw, hard masculinity, and he wanted more. Lifting one of Isabella's legs, Lucas held her there and guided himself back into her. His mouth gaped as the muscle memory of her c.u.n.t gripped and welcomed him.

Panting heavily, Lucas grew even bigger and harder inside Isabella, his increased girth and length further stimulated her and she had to grip the roof of the jeep to cope with the intensity of this feeling.

Lucas and Isabella's mouths connected, and tongues danced. Sloppy wet kisses mimicked the wet sound of his plunging p.e.n.i.s. Beneath the afternoon sun, her c.u.m glistened all along his proud shaft.

Without even needing to look at him, Isabella knew that her ravenous yearning was making Lucas ache for more. With ease, he picked up Isabella and pinned her against the vehicle with legs spread wide. Now his c.o.c.k could delve deeper without hindrance. Isabella thrilled at the feeling of being his toy—an object to be manipulated for his gratification. With the hard metal at her rear and his hard c.o.c.k pinning her from the front, she had nothing to do but be held and be f.u.c.k.e.d.

With lips still on lips, Isabella's feet were slowly lowered to the ground. Lucas's mouth moved away, his c.o.c.k slid out of her, and she was momentarily bereft. He leaned in to kiss her again. His stiff d.i.c.k pressing against her needy c.u.n.t was indubitable evidence of his craving—a sensation that made her mouth water despite the dry air.

His balls jiggled temptingly—Isabella c.a.r.e.s.sed his c.o.c.k and raised it higher so that she could consume those delicate orbs. Lucas took hold of her hand and gasped as she licked him in all the right places. Isabella was of the opinion that his genitalia was the ideal shape for s.u.c.k.i.n.g and slurping, and she savoured this particular task. Birds trilled as she worshipped his c.o.c.k. A warm breeze soughed between her t.h.i.g.hs and flickered along her exposed vulva.

God, she loved that c.o.c.k. She pressed it to her face, eyes closed in delight at the sensation of such hard flesh against her soft cheek. This adulation was driving Lucas wild. Isabella gave his d.i.c.k one last appreciative kiss then stood. She pushed against Lucas's c.h.e.s.t so that he sat on the bumper, then, placing herself between his legs, she turned and offered herself to him.

Isabella delicately sat down upon him, rejoicing at every inch that she impaled herself upon. She used her hands to brace against his legs and pushed herself up and down. In this position, she was able to take as much or as little of him into her as she d.e.s.i.r.ed.

Lucas had always been such a gentle lover. Right now, for example, his sizeable hands lightly held Isabella's waist as she wiggled her h.i.p.s and bounced up and down.

"Oh, ohhhh f.u.c.k yeah," Lucas m.o.a.n.e.d appreciatively.

"Mmm, you like that honey? I can feel you do."

There was a slight rustle in some nearby bushes and Isabella was momentarily distracted by the thought that there may be someone over there watching them. The couple were, after all, completely n.a.k.e.d and unashamedly f.u.c.k.i.n.g in the great outdoors they would make for a spectacular show. But, looking closer, she could see that it was nothing but the breeze disturbing the skeletal branches.

The thought of being observed did, however, remain. Even though Isabella was certain that they were far enough into the countryside for there to be no risk of being seen, there was a tiny possibility that someone could walk around the corner at any second. She thought this would have disturbed her, instead, she was thrilled by the idea of being so completely on display for a perfect stranger. Imagining this phantom person's eyes beaming all over her body as completely as the hot sun above, Isabella rode her man even harder, and spread her legs a little further to reveal more of her glistening slit.

It was evident that Lucas was taking great joy from perching on the front of the jeep and having Isabella sit on his d.i.c.k. His admiration for her soft round b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s manifested itself in his gentle squeezes and strokes. Her t.i.t.s filled his hands—when he began tenderly kneading them, she was encouraged to turn and kiss him. He gave her n.i.p.p.l.es a soft pinch, and it was as though he had directly connected them to her wanton c.u.n.t.

Now Isabella felt complete. She gave her mouth to his tongue, her c.u.n.t to his c.o.c.k, and her body to the sun's rays. M.o.a.ning into him, she felt at the mercy of the gloriously rigid erection that continued to delve further into her. Lucas seemed no longer able to just sit there and be ridden. He used his mighty legs to thrust into Isabella, who look down to witness the pummelling.

"Can you feel that, hmm?" Lucas asked. "I'm close Izzy."

"I can tell, you're so big!"

Now Isabella pressed her legs together, expertly squeezing her man to hasten him to completion. Her hair brushed against her flushed skin and cascaded over her shoulders as she twisted around and kissed him again.

"I want you to c.u.m too, will you c.u.m for me?" Lucas asked breathlessly.

"I will, yes…mmm…make me c.u.m."

His thick fingers sought out the V between her legs and spread her lips so that he could stimulate the pink flesh beneath. In an instant, Isabella was reminded of how he knew exactly how to touch her. It had been early in their relationship when she had stripped n.a.k.e.d and put on a show for her man, letting him know how to press her buttons by masturbating herself to o.r.g.a.s.m as he looked on in astonished excitement. He'd later put on his own show, teaching her how to give him a killer handjob.

Lucas's dexterity was paying dividends; she had trained him well. His delicate touches teased out her c.l.i.t which grew harder and more swollen. He rubbed it between his fingers, being sure to run them along the top of her vulva so that she was thoroughly stimulated. And there it was again—that sensation of relinquishment, of pure p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e beginning to re-emerge from deep within her.

"Mmmm…nnnn…nnnn."

Isabella spoke her feminine exhalations of gratification into the hot air—so loudly that had anyone actually been in the immediate vicinity, they would have had no doubt about the source of the copulation. Her happy sighs encouraged Lucas; he redoubled his efforts with c.o.c.k and fingers. In her total abandon, Isabella wrapped her arms around her lover's head and neck, trying to create an even greater connection with him. The hand between her legs was now a frenzy of stroking and c.a.r.e.s.sing. And here it came again; that feeling of total abandon.

Allowing Lucas's brawny arms to take her full weight, Isabella crumpled into herself as that hard-won o.r.g.a.s.m finally coursed powerfully through her. But Lucas didn't relent. He continued to screw her and seek his own climax. After a few more thrusts, Isabella dismounted, revelling in the feel of his juice-slicked d.i.c.k as it slid from her.

Now desperate to experience that mouth-watering sensation of watching and feeling him e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.e, Isabella turned and wrapped her legs around Lucas's waist. He effortlessly took her weight, placing a hand on her behind to keep her secured against him. His other hand moved around her back so that he now gripped each buttock, allowing him to pull her up and down as if she were once again a s.e.x toy to be manipulated for his stimulation.

Isabella was more than happy to be used this way. In fact, she encouraged him, whispering a string of x-rated sentences into his ear.

"That's it, f.u.c.k me. Use me baby, fill me. Unnnggh Lucas, yes!"

Being made his object drove her crazy with d.e.s.i.r.e. All she had to do was keep her arms around his neck while he pumped in and out. In this position she was fully exposed, her cheeks spread so that she could feel the heat of the sun in her most intimate places. That feeling of surrender returned. The jeep bounced on its suspension as Isabella bounced on her man.

"I…hang on…mmmmmmfff."

Lucas unsheathed his c.o.c.k from her as she held herself up and allowed a jolt of o.r.g.a.s.m to pass through her. More, she could see he wanted more. Within seconds she was back on his c.o.c.k. Her climax-tightened c.u.n.t clutched him harder than before and, at last, she knew that his sap was on the rise.

"Can I taste you?" she asked between kisses.

"Of course, whatever you want."

Lucas braced on the front of the jeep and spread his legs so that Isabella could once again crouch down before the altar of his manhood. He ran his fingers through her hair as she fisted that shiny d.i.c.k. She was desperate for the milk that she knew would soon fountain from him.

"Oh, ohhh Izzy, like that! Yes! I'm gonna…I'm gonna…nnnggghhhh."

Isabella used one hand to hold up her b.r.e.a.s.ts and catch the flow of warm c.u.m that pulsed liberally from her love. She pumped at him furiously, gifting him with an o.r.g.a.s.m as intoxicating as those he'd given her.

"Mmm good boy!"

Not wanting to waste a drop, Isabella milked the last beads onto her already c.u.m-slicked skin. She took a moment to revel in the sight of that pearlescent gloss, which began to trickle down her cleavage. Lucas cupped his hand beneath Isabella's chin, tilting her face to his so she witnessed her tenderness reflected in his eyes. Her c.h.e.s.t pressed against his, the c.u.m lubricating their skin which glowed in the una.d.u.l.terated daylight.

They were in no hurry to get dressed and return home. Instead, they basked in the heat and the pure satisfaction that follows rigorous love-making. Having been so completely distracted by each other, they, at last, noticed the view. Many miles of golden countryside stretched into the distance, its arid terrain painted by the diminishing rays from above.

"I love you," Lucas said, holding Isabella close to him.

"I love you too."

There the two lovers stood, n.a.k.e.d in their Garden of Eden. Lucas's hand brushed against Isabella's a.s.s, and already the stirrings of arousal began to flow between them again. Isabella turned to him, and their mouths opened to accept each other's tongues.

"Mmmm, not here," Isabella said, even though she, too, was hungry for more, "let's finish this at home."

So accustomed to being n.a.k.e.d, they almost forgot to get dressed again before climbing into the jeep and speeding back along the track. This time Isabella took control. The thought of her man's n.a.k.e.d body in the great outdoors made her hurry home just that little bit faster.