Chapter 65

For the next ten minutes I made love. Yes it was love. Two hours ago it was just sex we were going to do but now it was love. Now the only thing I cared about was to please her, to take her to a place that only the world's greatest pleasure could carry you. That required two people. Two people who were at that moment were connected with the same purpose in mind and in love. Sure you could have sex but it wasn't the same. The highs were never as high. She said that she had never been there before. I was going to change that tonight; more than once if I could.

For the next ten minutes I kept the fire burning and fed more fuel to the flames. I kissed her mouth, her neck and her tits. I sucked on her nipples and her clit in no order. I added a finger in her pussy and then two along the way. At times she held my head tight and then would push me away.

She never was quiet. There was a soft whimper, then a moan; a gasp and "Oh God". These were words that said pure pleasure. Her body was in continuous motion; her ass lifting off the seat to meet the movement of my fingers and tongue. Her hips had a rhythm all their own.

Vicky must have turned in her seat. She was taking pictures. The flash made it more erotic.

I felt the truck stop and heard the door open. It seemed to be an echo, "We're home, and we can go in now."

There was no way to stop. If you have ever been there you know there is no way to stop. Her ass was hovering off the seat. My lips had just left her clit to be replaced with my thumb as my fingers searched the depths of her pussy. I had her nipple between my teeth.

"BJ, we're home," someone said.

I did not care. Lorrie was going to cum and I along with her. We were connected, our wants, our needs our passion. We were one.

Then Lorrie announced to the world that she was cuming as loudly as her voice would go. I came with her, after all we were connected. It seemed like we were on the top of the world for an eternity but I know it was only moments. I leaned back against the front seat to catch my breath before backing out of the truck.

As I stood outside the truck I slipped my high heels off and looked at the girls. They all had their mouths open, eyes wide as in disbelief; that then changed into smiles and grins.

I reached in a hand to help Lorrie out. Her dress was still around her waist as I kissed her again. She still hadn't recovered from the orgasm and was unsteady on her feet. I placed her arm over my shoulder, stooped to pick her up and carried her into the house.

I was headed towards my bedroom but Marcy said, "No, this way" and led me to the extra bedroom. There were scented candles lit everywhere. Lorrie's roses lay on the bed. The toy heater was on the stand by the bed with two glasses of wine. I stood her next to the bed, lifted her dress over her head and smiled. She stood before me naked and proud. She was breathtaking.

For a moment she looked puzzled then she reached out to the bow between my tits and pulled the end of the bow. She was staring intently into my eyes; my smile answered her silent question. My smile was matched by hers. She lifted my dress over my shoulders. I stepped out of my thong and handed it to her. To my surprise and delight she brought it to her nose and inhaled, to a chorus of groans at the door. It was an act that someone much more experienced would have done. Then she tossed it to the others who were now inside the door. Yes, they had come in. I should have expected it; after all, we were more than a family.

I picked up a rose from the bed and stepped close to her; close enough that we could both enjoy the sweet scent of the rose together. Each time I held the rose under my nose I would kiss her on her lips or neck and she did the same. I put the rose back on the bed and pulled us into a tight embrace as I kissed her. First on her lips and then I kissed the side of her neck. My hands had a firm grip on her ass cheeks to hold her close so I could grind our pelvis together. There was always a groan, ah or oh with each move from the audience.