Adventures of Diana and Mike: Separate Pleasures
Chapter 1

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Cheating, Slut Wife, FemaleDom, Light Bond, Anal Sex, Sex Toys,

Desc: Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Diana and Mike spend a few days apart. Diana finds a little 'romance' while Mike revisits the Neighbor's Wife.

It was a warm summer day when I threw a bag into the back of my old Honda and prepared for the drive west to my convention. Other herbalists were meeting for our annual convention, which would last the weekend. I asked Mike if he wanted to go with me thinking it could be a little getaway, but he didn't want to hang around 'us nature freaks'. I laughed and kissed him good-bye and promised to call him when I got there.

I was looking forward to the drive since it would take me through western New Mexico and southern Arizona. The convention was in Phoenix - not the kind of place I wanted to be in the summer, but I didn't have much choice. The conventions were usually very good and occasionally I got to have a little 'fun'.

It was late morning and I was really into the easy rhythm of driving on long desert highways, but the heat was really coming on. My air conditioning was on full blast, but I was still hot. Then the unthinkable happened - I saw the engine light come on and my car started to buck. I pulled over and sure enough, steam began to spew out from underneath the hood. My car sputtered to a stop and I found myself in the middle of nowhere without a running vehicle.

I took a long swallow of water from my water bottle and realized it was almost empty. No problem, I thought, that's what cell phones are for. I picked it up and the dreaded words of: No Service greeted my gaze. I cursed loudly and threw it down on the seat.

It was quickly getting hot in the car so I rolled down the windows to let some air circulate. It was unbelievably hot and I started thinking I should have left earlier to avoid the heat, but it was too late to think about that. I sighed and got out of the car to scan the road.

I had broken down on a long stretch of the highway near the border of Arizona and New Mexico. I could see mountains looming up in the distance, but I didn't notice any towns nearby. I would have to rely on a passing motorist to help me out.

During the next hour several cars passed, but none stopped. I began to get angry and a little panicky. No way was I going to attempt walking. I knew by the map it would take forever and by then I would be melted. I sat in the car to get out of the sun for a bit and closed my eyes in despair.

Suddenly the quiet was broken by the sound of an engine, but I could tell it was slowing down. I opened my eyes to see a small pickup truck pull in behind me. Relieved as I was, I was so dizzy from the heat. I looked in the side mirror and saw the door open followed by a dusty pair of cowboy boots. Soon a compact body in jeans and loose shirt began to stride up to my car.

"Having problems?" a voice asked.

I turned my head and looked out the window.

"Yes - I'm so glad you stopped. I've been out here an hour or so..."

"Engine overheat?"

"I guess so, I don't know much about cars," I said lamely.

"Well, pop your hood and I'll take a look."

I reached down and pulled the lever. My rescuer walked around to the front of the car and I got a good look at him before he opened the hood. He was about 5'7" with long, blonde hair with a bit of a wave to it. He had a short blonde beard. I figured his eyes were blue, but he had sunglasses on. His body was lean, tanned and muscular. I estimated him to be about 25-26.

He spent a few minutes under the hood while I sat there dripping in sweat. I could feel it running down between my breasts and under my arms. I wanted to drink a gallon of water and take a cool shower. I could care less about my car at that point. I started to drift off again until the shutting of the hood startled me.

He walked over to the window again.

"I'm afraid it's the water pump."

"Shit," I said. I really didn't know what that meant but it didn't sound good.

"I can give you a lift into town. My buddy has a garage and can come out and tow your car."

"That would be great, thank you."

I reached behind me and grabbed my bag and opened the door. As soon as I stepped out, the heat swelled up to meet me and the world started to sway a bit. I felt very weak and suddenly I could feel myself started to go into a swoon. The ground rushed up and I fell into the dust.

Almost immediately I felt myself being lifted up by a strong pair of hands. I stumbled to my feet and clutched the arm of my once-again rescuer.

"Are you ok?" he asked in a soft voice.

"I-I think so," I managed.

"Let's get into my truck and out of this heat."

He helped me over to his truck and I slid into the front seat. It was running and the AC was on. Immediately the coolness hit my skin. He got in next to me and handed me a bottle of water. I accepted it graciously and began to greedily suck down the fluid.

"Good think I showed up when I did," he said as he put the truck into gear and we sped off.

"Yes, thank you very much," I said between gulps. "By the way, my name is Diana."

"Nice to meet you Diana. My name is Six."


"Yeah, I'm the youngest of six kids. It's a nickname."

I chuckled as he adjusted his sunglasses and we rolled over the hot pavement into whatever town was next on the highway.

Mike got home from work early and thought he was going to enjoy some time alone. Not that he ever minded being with Diana, but it was nice to have the house to himself every once in a while. He quickly changed into a pair of shorts, grabbed a beer and went into den to watch TV. It was another scorching day so he turned up the AC and got comfortable.

After a few beers and a couple of hours of flicking through channels, he started to get bored. Diana hadn't called yet and already he missed her a little bit. He picked up the phone and punched in her cell phone number, but there was no answer. Probably out with her new-age buddies, he thought and hung up.

Invariably boredom led to horniness. He wandered over to the computer and began to surf the Net for porn. Mike smiled when he got to the bondage sites that Diana had book marked and remembered some of their previous sessions with one of her many female subs. He started clicking on pictures of women in some interesting positions and almost immediately his cock began to twitch in his shorts. He reached down and started to rub it almost unconsciously as he scanned the various pictures.

His hand moved inside his shorts and closed around his thickening cock wishing Diana was there to take it into her mouth. Then the doorbell rang.

He removed his hand and jumped up wondering who it could be. His cock softened a bit, but not enough to unnoticeable. Silently cursing, he walked to the door and opened it a bit. Standing outside was his neighbor's wife, Dawn. She looked distressed.

"Um, hi, Dawn," he said, hoping he wasn't noticing his semi hard-on.

"Hi, Mike. Sorry to bother you, but I have a problem."


"Steve is out of town and I can't get my AC working. I think it's a really simple thing to do, but I just don't know how. Can you take a look at it please?"

"Sure, I'll be right over. Just let me put some shoes on."

"Ok, thanks so much."

"No problem."

He shut the door and willed his cock to go back to normal, but it was hard since Dawn was once one of Diana's slaves and he spent a weekend fucking her. Since then, he rarely saw Dawn. No doubt Steve was enjoying his horny wife. Diana said that they even had other women join them as Dawn was discovering she had a bisexual side. He knew by experience that Steve was a lucky guy.

Mike put on a t-shirt and sneakers and walked outside into the heat. Dawn was waiting for him at the front door and he stepped inside their house. Instantly he felt the stifling air engulf him.

"Shit, it is hot in here," he mumbled.

"Yes, I've been at work all day. I thought the AC would be running all day, but it never came on."

"Alright, let's go downstairs and check it out."

She led him down the stairs to the basement, which was much cooler, and opened the slider that led outside. The condenser unit was there and he began to inspect it. He started sweating again almost immediately and kind of wished he hadn't volunteered for this job, but he knew Dawn needed the help. He tinkered around with it for a few minutes and finally got it going. Dawn was relieved.

"What was it?" she asked.

"Loose wire. You should get it serviced soon so it doesn't keep happening."

"I will. Thanks for your help."

"Anytime," he said and followed her back into the house.

When the got upstairs, the cool air was beginning to radiate throughout the house.

"Can I offer a beer for your troubles?" she asked.

Mike almost said no as he felt a little uncomfortable around her. He was getting an image of her with nipple clamps on her breasts and her mouth filled with his cock. Quickly he tried to get the image out of his mind otherwise his cock would act up again. He wasn't sure if Steve appreciated him fucking his wife without permission and he knew it would happen if she saw his cock getting hard.

But she was so grateful for what he just did; he decided to have one beer to make her happy.

Six and me rolled into a small dusty town in the foothills during the heat of the day. No one was about as the heat was relentless. Everything seemed white from the glare. I felt much better from drinking the water, but I still wanted a shower. And a nap. We pulled into his friend's garage and he jumped out to talk to him. I stayed in the truck and watched.

Six's t-shirt was tight across his back and I could see the muscles rippling underneath. He was muscular without it being too noticeable. My gaze moved down to his tight, firm ass and I unconsciously licked my lips. I really needed to rest, I thought.

After a few minutes, he came back and got in the truck.

"Ok, here's the scoop. Dale says he can go out and tow you, but it will take a while to get a new water pump. He doesn't have any for your car and he'll need to call around."

I sighed, thinking I may not make this convention.

"Ok, well I appreciate the help. Is there a motel around here that I can stay in until my car is back to normal?"

He laughed and I looked at him curiously.

"Nope, there's nothing around here. Even if there were, I wouldn't let you. You can stay at my sister's house."

"Which number is she?" I asked, making a weak joke.

He laughed again and took off his sunglasses. His eyes were a brilliant blue and I melted a bit.

"She's number two and her name is Emily. We'll go over there now."

We drove to the other side of the town, which only took us about five minutes. Emily's house was a cute adobe structure surrounded by cactus and sage bushes. I immediately liked it.

I slid out of the truck and felt my clothes sticking to me. I couldn't wait to get under some cold water.

"She's not home - she's teaching today," he said as we stepped inside.

The cool air washed over me again and I looked around admiring the décor of the place. It was cozy and very neat. I set my bag down on the floor and looked around.

"Nice place, huh?" he said, watching me.

"Yeah it is. She lives here by herself?"

"Nope, I live here too," he said casually.

I raised my eyebrows but said nothing. I had no idea what he did for a living but figured he couldn't afford a house of his own.

"Ok, there's the bathroom. I'm going with Dale to pick up your car. I'll call Emily and tell her about you so she doesn't wig out when she gets home. She'll be here in about an hour."

"Great, thanks again, Six," I said warmly.

He smiled at me and I melted a little more.

"Anything for a lady in distress."

And with that he went back out into the blinding white light.

No sooner then I heard his truck pull out did I go into the bathroom and start the shower. I stripped off my sweaty clothes and stepped into the cool water. I let out a long sigh as the coolness enveloped my body and washed away the sins of the day.

Sometime later I was dozing in the comfortable rocking chair with a book in my lap when Emily came in. I opened my eyes and looked at her standing there. She was taller than Six and very slim. Her blond hair fell about her shoulders and there was a big smile on her face. There was no doubt she was his sister.

"Diana," she said brightly.

"Yup, that's me," I said starting to get up.

"You don't have to get up. I heard the heat got you."

"Yeah, it did. I'm so glad your brother came along when he did."

"That's Six. He's always helping out people," she laughed.

She set her book bag down and pushed back her long hair.

"Let's have some iced tea," she said walking to the kitchen.

The sound of that got my mouth watering again and I followed her. She poured two tall glasses with ice and lemons and we sat at her kitchen table and chatted. She told me she was divorced but had no kids. I think she was around 40 by her looks. Six moved in after her husband left her and they were very close. I asked a couple of cautious questions about him and found out that he worked with Dale at the garage and no, he didn't have a girlfriend. Not that it mattered to me, but I was just curious.

After another glass of iced tea, I started to notice the shadows lengthening. I suddenly thought about Mike and figured I better call him and let him know what happened.

"Can I use your phone? I have to call my boyfriend and let him know where I am. My cell phone doesn't work out here."

"Sure, you can use the one in the living room," she said.

I went out there and dialed our number. It rang four times and went to the answering machine. He was probably out with his buddies after work, I thought and left him a message telling him what happened. I told him I would try again later.

As I hung up, Six pulled in. I watched him walk up and again admired his body. When he got closer I saw that we was covered with dirt and grease. He came into the house and smiled at me.

"Well, we got your car and had a hell of a time getting the old pump out. Dale is going to get your new one tomorrow so you should be ready to go by tomorrow afternoon."

"Great, thanks again," I said a little gloomily. I was probably going to miss most of the convention, so I figured I better just return home tomorrow.

"Well, I'm going to get cleaned up," he said as he made his way to the bathroom.

I went back to the kitchen and watched Emily start dinner. She sensed my gloominess at once.

"Not good, huh?" she asked.

"No, it looks like I won't get out of here until tomorrow afternoon, at least. I think I'll just drive back home."

"Sorry to hear that. Well, at least while you're here, we'll try to make it enjoyable for you."

"Thanks," I mumbled and drained the last of my tea. Soon I was going to need something stronger, I thought.

Dinner was great. Emily was a great cook. I began to forget my troubles and started to enjoy being in their company. Six spent the whole dinner entertaining us with stories about his experiences working in Phoenix. Apparently he hated big cities and it was evident by the stories he told. I was laughing hard and so was Emily even though she probably heard them all before.

We were all drinking beer by then and I was feeling much better than I had that afternoon.

"So, Diana, are you ready for some fun?" asked Six mischievously.

"What kind of fun?"

"I thought I'd take you down to the local watering hole for a few beers and maybe a little dancing. It is Friday night after all."

My eyebrows raised in surprise at this suggestion. Emily smiled at me and said nothing. She knew I had a boyfriend, but Six did not. I figured I might as well - there was nothing better to do.

"Are you coming too, Emily?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"I'm going to visit a friend. Us 'old' folks like to sit in and drink wine on Friday night."

I made a face and she laughed.

"You two have a good time."

So with that Six and I got ready to go out on the town. Emily whispered to me that Six was a perfect gentleman and I had nothing to worry about. I nodded at her and we stepped out into the warm night.

Jake's was your typical western bar and apparently the only place to go on a Friday night for miles around. The place was packed. Six led me up to the bar and we found a spot at the end. In no time we had two cold beers in front of us. Since it was a small town, most people knew Six and even who I was. I guess word traveled fast.

We spent the time just drinking and talking. I found him very easy to talk to about anything, but I was purposely vague about the details of my life. He didn't seem to mind and had no problem filling in the gaps in our conversations with stories about himself. I began to lose myself a little in his blue eyes and I wondered how his hair felt under my fingers.

I think he noticed me looking at him that way and I saw a faint blush creep into his cheeks. He set his beer down and looked at me.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked suddenly.

I looked around and was immediately skeptical. I had no idea how to do whatever dance they were doing out there. Loud country music was playing and everyone was moving in synch across the dance floor.

"I'm not sure-"

He slid off the barstool and grabbed my hand and pulled me out to the floor. I could see he was in his element.

"Now just watch and follow me. In no time you'll get the hang of it."


"Trust me," he said with a dazzling smile and I felt compelled to follow him.

He placed his hand on my left hip and took my right arm and began to glide me around the floor with him. I gamely went along with it, not wanting to disappoint him. My eyes crept upward and I watched the other couples strutting across the floor. Most of the women were dressed much better than me and I felt a little inferior in my simple jeans and white cotton blouse. At least I remembered to bring my western boots.

Six was a patient teacher and in time we were sliding across the floor to the music. I began to laugh and he let out a hoot.

"You're a natural!" he shouted over the din.

"Thanks," I said, smiling back at him.

In fact, I was enjoying it. I was also enjoying his hands on my hips. I pushed aside thoughts of home and went with the moment.

The two of us danced along to the music for what seemed like an hour before I finally needed a break. He pulled me back to the bar and ordered us two more beers.

"How about a shot of something?" he asked.

"Um, like what?"

"I prefer tequila on a night like this," he grinned.

"And what kind of night is it?" I asked.

"One with many possibilities."

I narrowed my gaze at him and wondered exactly what he had in mind as he ordered two tequila shots, but I said nothing. He handed me the glass and lemon and we proceeded to do the ritual. The bitter liquid hit the back of my throat and I almost choked. I grabbed the lemon and sucked on it hard.

I let out a loud 'Whew' and he laughed that easy laugh of his. He took the glass and the lemon from my hands and placed them on the bar. The music changed to a slow song and he looked into my brown eyes.

"Let's dance again," he said in a low husky voice.

I wasn't sure if I should, I could see things had changed subtly, but I really wanted to and the expression on his face was telling me I should. I nodded and followed him out to the dance floor.

"So where is Diana this evening?" Dawn asked as they sipped beers in her kitchen.

"She's out of town at a convention. She'll be back on Monday."

"Oh," was all she said in reply.

Mike saw the situation looming in front of them. Both of their significant others out of town for the weekend...

"She's an herbalist," he said, clearing his throat.

"Oh yeah? That's cool. I'll have to talk to her about a few things."

"She's pretty good, I guess," he said, laughing. "I don't know much about it."

"It's a new age thing."


The silence closed in on them again. Mike drained his beer and decided he better head home. Diana might be trying to call him. Besides, he felt uncomfortable with Dawn. Although she looked unbelievably hot, he thought that it wouldn't be a good idea to hang around much longer. A couple of beers later, things could change.

He stood up.

"Well, thanks for the beer, I gotta go."

"No, thank YOU," she said, smiling at him.

"It was no problem."

She walked him to the front door and he opened it to the darkening sky. It was still hot, but not as bad as before.

"See you around, I guess," he said lamely and walked outside.

He heard her phone ringing in the house and she quickly said good-bye and shut the door.

Once back inside his own house, Mike let out a sigh and sunk down onto the couch. It would have been so easy just to fuck her right there in the kitchen, he thought. The whole time they sat there, her body language was saying she wanted him. It was an effort not to give in.

Then he heard the beeping of the answering machine. He played the message and heard

Diana's voice telling him she was stuck in some little town in Arizona and her car was dead, but not to worry, she had it under control. She also said she was going to call back later.

He hung up feeling bad that her car broke down. He knew he should have let her take his truck since it was newer, but she loved that little Honda of hers. Of course she had everything under control. It was her nature.

Turning on the TV, Mike settled down with a fresh beer and began to watch TV until he dozed off.

It was sometime later he woke up. His head felt fuzzy from the beer and he realized he hadn't eaten anything in a while. He got to his feet, a bit unsteadily, and padded out to the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later he was out on the patio eating leftover spaghetti enjoying the night air. The AC had made the house too stale.

As he sat there, he gradually became aware of voices coming from Dawn's house. He stopped chewing and could hear two different female voices talking from the direction of the pool. Then he heard a splash. He resumed eating, wishing he had a pool too, until the curiosity got the better of him and he crept over to the hedge that separated their yards. Diana had found a good spying place and watched Dawn one day masturbate in the sun. From there, things had got interesting.

Mike felt a little foolish, but there he was peering through the opening in the hedge. He saw Dawn and another woman sitting by the edge of the pool. It was hard to see in the dark and only a few candles lit the area that they were in. But it was definitely light enough for him to see that they were naked. He decided it was worth checking out so he crouched down and got comfortable.

The other woman was a short blonde with big tits and, as he checked her out, he felt a slight stirring of his cock within his shorts. As luck would have it, they were beginning to caress each other and then their bodies joined together in a kiss. Mike caught his breath as Dawn pushed the blonde down on her back and began to seriously make out with her. He could see that she was very aggressive, no doubt reveling in her newfound sexuality.

The two women embraced on the towel spread beneath them. Dawn broke the kiss and lowered her head to suck on the blonde's tits. He heard her moans in the still night air and his cock stirred again and began to twitch. Without even thinking he brought his hand down to rub himself. He almost laughed thinking what he was doing was so adolescent, but he couldn't help himself.

Dawn continued to slurp and suck the blonde's nipples and Mike would have given anything to be closer to see them swell up in her mouth. Sweet moans drifted across the yard to him and he slipped his hand inside his shorts to stroke a little harder.

Eventually Dawn moved her body down and opened the blonde's legs. Without ceremony she dived in and began to lick and suck her friend's pussy. Mike could almost taste it from where he was. The blonde began to moan and thrash around on the ground. Her hands reached up and squeezed her full breasts over and over. Mike breathed harder and stroked faster. His cock was fully engorged and throbbing in his hand. He wanted very much to cum with this blonde and he silently urged them on.

Dawn's hands reached up under the blonde's ass and pulled her pelvis up so she could lick harder. When she managed to get a couple of fingers into the blonde's snatch, Mike almost shot his load right there.

"Oh my god! Yes, fuck me! Fuck meeeee!" the blonde cried.

"Oh yeah, I'll fuck you, you little cunt," Mike mumbled as he increased his strokes.

He closed his eyes and paced himself along with the moans coming from the next yard. Soon she was shouting she was going to cum and that was it for Mike. He totally forgot himself and let out a long groan as he shot his load into the bushes. At the same time the blonde was crying out that she was cumming. Mike heard her and felt spurt after spurt eject from his rock hard cock. He groaned again, not caring who heard. It felt so damn good.

Minutes later when he felt recovered; he stumbled into the house, exhausted and spent. If Dawn and her friend were going for round 2, he'd have to miss it. He fell into bed and was asleep in minutes.

I was swaying to some sappy country song with Six. He was holding me closer than I thought was appropriate at the time, but I just went along with it. My hands were at his back and I felt the hard muscles through his thin shirt. He felt so good having this hard body next to me. His hands had wandered down to my ass where they gave it a little squeeze. I stiffened slightly and he murmured something into my hair, but I didn't know what it was.

We went on like that for while longer and I softened my pose and eased my body closer to him. It was exactly what he wanted, and his arms locked around me even tighter. My head drooped on his shoulder and I felt drowsy from the alcohol and the moment.

When the song ended, he pulled away slightly and whispered in my ear: "let's get out of here."

I nodded and we walked of the dance floor hand in hand. I noticed a few women giving us looks and figured he probably had broken a few hearts in this little town at the foot of the mountains.

He was uncharacteristically silent as we walked to his truck. He opened the door for me and I slid inside. Soon the engine roared to life and we began to head out of town. The radio came on and he tuned it into some classic rock.

As we headed into the desert, I could see the mountains silhouetted darkly against the night sky. We had veered off the main road and onto a bumpy dirt one.

"Hold on," he said as dropped it into four-wheel drive.

We bounced along the road and I was aware of the fact that I was with someone I didn't know too well in the middle of nowhere.

"Six? Where are you taking us?"

"Almost there," he answered and swung onto another road.

I looked out and saw nothing for miles.

After another fifteen minutes of jostling around in his truck we came to a stop. He killed the engine and suddenly it was quiet. The dust began to settle around us and I saw that we were on top of a high plateau. Stretching out before us was the valley we had just driven out of. I could see the lights of his town far below.

"This is my escape place," he said simply.

"It's beautiful. You can see forever... and the stars..."

There was no moon that night and the amount of stars we could see was phenomenal. I was awestruck. We were both quiet for a while as we took in the beauty of it all. Finally he spoke.

"There's something about you, Diana. I can't put my finger on it..."


"Yeah. You have this 'edge'. I'm not sure what it is. What else do you do beside the herb thing?"

I laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yeah, I do. Tell me."

I took a deep breath. I wasn't sure why I was hesitant to tell him, but I was.

"I'm a dominatrix," I said at last.

He turned to face me.

"No shit!" he said, laughing.

I laughed with him.


"Wow. I knew this chick in Phoenix that was one. She was intense."

"Did you have an experience with her?" I asked.

"Hell yeah. It was great. Freaky at first, but great."

I chuckled softly and was surprised that he had experienced it.

"So you get dressed up in leather and tie up guys and shit?" he asked.

"Well, not exactly. All my subs have been women."

"Women? So you're a..." he didn't finish.

"No, I'm not a lesbian if that's what you were asking. I'm bisexual. I like men too; I just have never dominated one." I took a deep breath. "I have a boyfriend, Six. He participates."


We were silent again. An Allman Brothers song played softly on the radio and I swore I saw a shooting star. Then he spoke:

"I need to take a piss. I'll be right back."

He left the truck and walked a distance away from it. I sat there wondering what was going to become of the night. I knew deep down that I wanted him. Not to dominate, but just have. I pictured his body above mine, muscles rippling. I sighed heavily and stepped out of the truck and went around to the front to stare at the sky. I leaned against the grill and got lost in the depths of what I was seeing. After a few minutes, I heard Six walk back and he joined me. He leaned next to me and his arm almost touched mine, but not quite.

We stood that way for a while - not saying a word and just enjoying the night sky. I felt my eyes close as I lay against the truck feeling the heat from the engine and the heat from the ground. Then, ever so slightly, Six closed his hand over mine.

That was all I needed. The tenseness of the situation finally got to me. I had to have him and I had to have him now. I turned to him.



"Kiss me."

He turned his body to me and pulled me close to him and pushed his lips to mine with such intensity, it took my breath away. He parted my mouth easily with his tongue and forced his way inside. I accepted him without question and swirled my tongue around his. His arms went around me and held me so tight I couldn't move, but I didn't care. The longer we kissed, the hotter it got. His hands began to roam along my sides, hips and finally my ass. When he grabbed me and began to squeeze I heard him moan deep in his throat. My own hands were gripping his biceps and enjoying the hardness there.

At last he broke away and we were both breathing hard. We had crossed the point of no return now, I thought. I leaned against the truck and reached out to rub the bulge that had formed underneath his jeans. As my hand pressed the hardness through the rough denim, I could feel that he had a good-sized cock in there. With my other hand, I pulled him towards me again. He wanted to kiss me, but I tilted my head back and exposed my neck to him. He began to lick it and then lightly suck. My hand was busy stroking and squeezing his cock. His groans increased each time I did that.

When his mouth got to the tops of my breasts, he pulled the front of my blouse so hard, the buttons ripped off one by one. Suddenly my front was exposed to the night air. He grabbed my arms and spread them out wide to the sides of me and held them there. I tilted my head back even further and pushed my breasts out for him. He began to suck on my nipples through the thin material of my bra. I moaned and thrust my pelvis out as well, letting him have his way with me completely.

When he let go of my arms, I kept them in the same spread position. He grunted and pushed up my bra to find my nipples were hard little points. I almost died when he sucked them into his mouth. His hands were cupping my breasts from underneath and pushing them together. Back and forth his mouth went, sucking and licking and gently biting. I didn't have to urge him on or direct him to my pleasures. He knew exactly what to do.

He lifted his head from my breasts and looked up at me.

"Spread your legs."

I complied with his request and he thrust his hand between them and rubbed my already throbbing pussy through my jeans. I gasped from the intensity and my body began to tremble all over.

"Oh, Six... fuck yes..."

He quickly undid my jeans and unzipped me for better access. Soon his hand was inside my pants and parting my wet lips. He roughly pushed his fingers into my slit and rubbed hard. My clit popped out and he found that. Satisfied with that, he went back to my nipples and sucked them very hard until it was on the verge of hurting, but not quite.

Leaning against the truck in the middle of the desert, I looked up at the night sky and was soon lost in the stars. My body was on fire by this wonderful man and I knew I was fast approaching the brink.

We said nothing to each other as he fucked me with his fingers. I was moaning softly and moving my head back and forth and he let out the occasional grunt, but there was just no need to say anything. He knew how to please me and I was content.

He began to sense my approaching orgasm and began to thrust harder. I thrust my hips at him again and again, riding his fingers. I wanted something larger there, but I figured that would come later. For now I was at the mercy of his rough fingers and his rougher mouth. My arms bent and my hands sought his head so at last I could clutch that blonde hair. And then it started.

"Ohhhhhh... I'm cumming... soooooo..."

I couldn't finish. Suddenly the night exploded around me and I came very, very hard. Six's fingers continued to pump me and I knew they were now coated with my cum. I screamed and cried out over and over as he kept it up. I didn't want it to ever end.

But eventually it did. Slowly he withdrew his fingers from my pussy and he lifted his head from my breasts. I was breathing very hard as I watched him lick my juices from his fingers. My legs were weak and I could hardly stand. As he watched me, he unzipped his jeans to free his cock. It sprung to life and when I reached out to touch it, I felt the precum already oozing out.

He pushed my hand away gently and told me to take my pants off. I kicked off my boots and pushed my jeans and panties down and stepped out of them. My blouse and bra were still on, but in disarray. I went to remove them but he took hold of my arms and spun me around.

"Bend over and hold on to the truck. I want you from behind."

I said nothing and went along with him. I bent at the waist and grabbed a hold of the grill and spread my legs wide for him. He moved behind me and pushed his cock into my wetness with ease. He groaned softly and I heard him say "so wet" very softly.

I braced myself and he began to thrust in and out of me. His body leaned over mine and one hand sought my breast where it squeezed gently. Gradually his rhythm increased and he thrust harder and harder. My breasts bounced all over the place and I thought my pussy would split in two from his size and intensity. I kept pushing back at him so he'd go deeper and he did. He was bumping up against my cervix with his deep thrusts. I was panting with the effort and tried to hold on the best I could.

His hands were wrapped around my ass and he used that leverage to ram me against his cock. It was all I could do to keep up with him. Then suddenly he stopped and let out a long groan. Although he didn't say it, I knew he was cumming. I could feel his cock twitching inside me and my pussy muscles milked it. He spent himself inside of me.

Slumping over me, he kissed my back and murmured something, but I couldn't hear. I was overwhelmed by the whole situation. It was so intense.

At last he withdrew and I felt the cum oozing out of my pussy. He got down on his knees and began to lick all of it. His tongue traveled up and down my thighs and across my swollen lips until at last I was clean of the all the cum from our fucking. I stood up and turned around to see his semi-hard cock and I knew I wanted to do the same thing for him. I got down on my knees and licked our sweetness from him.

When I finished I stood up and put my jeans and boots on. He zipped up and I tried to arrange my blouse so it covered me.

"Sorry about the blouse," he said. "I guess I got carried away."

"Don't worry, I have others back at your sister's house."

We both climbed in the truck and settled in for the ride back to town. No further words were spoken.

When we got back to Emily's house, it was dark and her car wasn't there. I asked Six about it and he told me she probably crashed at her friend's house. Sometimes it was easier to just stay put when you've been drinking and doing whatever else.

The ride home had been strange. After all the talking Six had done all evening, it seemed uncharacteristic of him. I wondered what he was thinking, but didn't ask. We went inside and he went to the kitchen to get some water for us. I pulled a t-shirt out of my bag and slipped it on. I would have to find all new buttons for that blouse, I thought.

He gave me the glass of water and showed me Emily's room.

"You can crash there," he said. "I'm heading off to bed."

I looked at him, but his face gave away nothing. There was no hint of the passion that was there before. It was like he turned it off after we fucked.

"Ok then," I said lamely. "Uh, thanks for, um, everything. I'll see you in the morning."


And with that he climbed the stairs to the loft and went to sleep.

I felt confused and somewhat used, but we both knew that nothing would come of this, so maybe he was right to be that way. But still...

I shook my head and got myself ready to go to bed. Suddenly I was very tired from the long day I had. I shed my clothes and climbed into Emily's soft bed and drifted off to sleep.

Mike woke suddenly from a deep sleep. He wasn't sure what woke him up, but he saw by the clock that it was 1am. He lay there in the dark for a while and then he heard the music coming from Dawn's house. Because it had cooled down, he had the bedroom window open for some fresh air.

He sat up in bed and looked out the window. Lights were on next door and the music was a bit loud. He sighed and got up. Pulling on his shorts, he padded downstairs for a drink of water.

As he stood there by the sink, he could hear Dawn's high-pitched laughter and wondered what she was up to. He also wondered if her friend was still over there. Maybe he would just walk over and ask them to turn the music down. It wouldn't hurt and then he could get a better look at that blonde. So against his better judgment, he walked next-door wearing nothing but his shorts.

When he rang the doorbell all of the laughter stopped and Dawn opened the door with a look of surprise on her face. He looked in and saw that she was wearing next to nothing. She had on a skimpy t-shirt that just barely covered the panties she had on underneath. He didn't see the blonde.

"Mike! What are you doing here?"

"Well, I was wondering if you could turn the music down. It's kinda loud."

Dawn laughed a little and he could see that she was a bit drunk.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," she apologized.

Mike didn't think she sounded sincere about it though.

"I don't mean to be a pain about it, but it woke me up."

He shifted uncomfortably in front of her door and then a smile lit up her face.

"Why don't you come on in and join us? Now that you're awake..."

Mike looked at her again and saw her nipples poking through her shirt and swallowed hard.


"Yeah, my friend Jasmine is here. You'd like her, she's real nice."

Before he could answer, she was literally pulling him inside. Suddenly there he was in the house and Jasmine was walking down the hallway.

"Dawn? Who's there?"

"It's my neighbor, Mike. You remember me telling you about him?"

Jasmine came into full view and Mike got an eyeful. She was completely nude.

"Um, maybe this isn't a good time..." he stammered.

"Don't be silly, Mike," Dawn said slyly. "After all, we're pretty close neighbors, aren't we?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

Dawn stepped close to him and looked up into his eyes.

"Mike, you fucked me, remember? I think that makes us pretty close."

She reached for his hand and guided him down the hallway into the living room. Jasmine followed and Mike couldn't keep his eyes off her large breasts bouncing as she walked. She was a total knockout from her long blonde hair, to her slim waist and full ripe ass. He felt his cock stirring again in his shorts.

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