Sapphic Voices Erotica

The Ride

This Story is rated 'Adults Only' for its sexual content.

Don't forget to grab your purse! I heard her say. Got it I replied. Opening the door, I just stood there watching her as she walked out it. Closing it behind me I reached into my purse for my keys. Rushing to unlock her door so that she was not standing there to long. It was a hot day, I remember thinking I needed to hurry and get the air conditioner going so that we wouldn't sweat to death. I opened her door, she got in, and I closed it, then walked briskly to my side. She had already reached over and unlocked my door. I got in, said thank you and smiled at her. My eyes met hers and I was lost in them. Lost in my own thoughts.

We were driving not knowing where we were going, just driving. She didn't speak nor did I. Seeing an area that I could safely over and be out of sight from any passing traffic that might around. Once the car had completely stopped and the engine was off, she just looked at me, as if she could read my mind. We got out of the car, and leaned up against it. Staring at the stars, enjoying the quietness. Not a word was spoken; it was like this place was made just for us. There were so many thoughts going through my head, so many things I wanted to say her, to ask her, but nothing came out. Just total silence.

After what seemed like a lifetime, I felt my hand moving, looking down at it as if to ask "what are you doing hand? I didn't tell you to move!" It reached out for hers. Found it and held it tight. When my eyes lifted I found the most beautiful smile on her face. Yet still no words were spoken. Wondering if she was having the same problems talking as I was or if she just chose to remain quiet.

"Oh No!" I screamed inside, my legs were moving now. How could this be, my body doing its own thing without me? Before I realized what was happening I was in front of her. Her hand still in mine, her eyes staring at me. After that I can't really recall every step that followed. I just remember thinking I was in a place that I belonged. I softly touch her lips with mine. They were as soft as rose petal. My hand slowly but confidently took off her shirt. Undid her bra. The more I kissed her the more the fire within me grew out of control. Softly kissing down her neck, she leaned her head back giving me total control. As I reached the base of her neck, I could hear her softly moan. That sound drove me wild, as if I had no control over my own body. All I knew is I had to have her, all of her. My tongue trailing over her breast, circling her left nipple. Flickering it, caressing it with my lips. Then taking it and feeling it grow in my mouth. I wanted so much more, my mouth watering like a child's mouth that had tasted candy for the first time. I quickly reached for her other nipple to find it already hard and waiting. Sucking and nibbling, making sure it got plenty of attention.

With her hand still in mine, no words ever spoken, I began kissing down her tummy. My hand found a way to remove her shorts, easily and rapidly. With her standing there completely naked, I took a step back. Not believing she was really here. That she was so receptive of my every touch. It was a dream come true. I moved forward towards her, lifting her up on the hood of the car. The night's air was so cool, but the heat around our bodies could have warmed the oceans.

I slipped my hand around her neck and pulled her towards me, our lips touching and devouring each other's mouth. My hand slid down between her breast as I gently pushed her downward. There was no resistance from her at all, her eyes never leaving mine. Our hands still entwined. I leaned over, gently caressing her breast, kissing down her tummy faster this time. I wanted her so badly; I couldn't stand to go slow. By her actions she didn't want me to take it slow either. Kissing faster trying to cover every inch of her. Reaching that wonderful site between her legs, I lost my breath. It was so beautiful; the aroma of her wetness captured all my senses. My body not only wanted to taste her but also needed to.

My mouth was on her sweetness, my tongue licking and lapping up all her juices. The faster my tongue went the louder she moaned. Her hips were rocking. My tongue circling her clit, then nibbling it. Sliding down driving my tongue deep inside her. Doing that back and forth, faster and deeper each time. I wanted all she could give me. She lifted her hips up toward me, wanting me deeper inside. I knew that wonderful moment was about to arrive. I longed for it, that warm flow of her sweet juices running into my mouth. Filling me with what I believed at that moment I needed to survive.

Just as I my tongue felt her starting to contract, I heard her say "are you going to start the car it's hot in here?" Then in an instant I was back, still staring into her eyes, realizing I had never even started the car.

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