Moonlight Pleasure
Copyright© 2012 by Angel Delight
Chapter 2
"This isn't a dogging spot is it?" I asked John.
"I don' think so. I don't know."
We sat for a few seconds and stared into the night through the windows which were beginning to steam up. It was quite chilly outside and was beginning to rain ever so lightly. I felt like I was camping under the stars again, listening to the rain bounce on top of the tent and the wind blowing in between the trees. It felt exciting, a little dangerous but brought the adventurous mentality out of me.
"This is beautiful. Look at the moon. It's so clear." I said.
"Yes. It's lovely."
I pulled off my jacket and tucked it down under my feet, sliding off my shoes at the same time and sat up straight turning towards John. I tucked up my right knee and gave his thigh a little squeeze, probably a subconscious reaction to me feeling comfortable and a little bit horny.
John stared at me and smiled cheekily, stroking the side of my cheek, gliding his thumb over my soft bottom lip. I enjoyed the manly touch against my skin and the warmth bounce off his hand.
"I'm dying to kiss you. Come here and give me a kiss," he says.
The gap between him and my seat I thought was a little wide and the gear stick pointed out quite prominently.
"I can't get over that. I've only got short legs," I said.
"Yes you can. Come on," he said confidently as if he had done this many times.
I lifted my left leg over to the edge of his seat and struggled to get my right leg over the gear stick.
"Oh man," I said struggling.
John grabbed me and pulled me towards him so that I was now on top of him.
"Cor blimey," I said giggling. He giggled in response.
He grabbed the lever at the side of his seat and let the seat slide backwards a little, and the back rest falling back a bit. I clenched both my legs around his waist and felt him wrap both his hands around my jaw, pushing my lips up close to his. After a few soft pecks to start the ignition, he quickly swallows my lips up with passion, rubbing his tongue against mine, kissing with depth. I could feel my pussy getting hot and no doubt getting wet and my heart beginning to beat faster. The more passionate we kissed, the more we began to moan. I could feel the vibrations of his whining against my lips and the tip of my tongue.
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