Brad's Road Trip Ch. 20

There was a blanket laid out in the clearing, and laying on it was the same pastel yellow shoulder bag from two days ago. She'd obviously set this up before I arrived, and come to think of it, she wasn't wearing a bra or panties, either...

"You planned this?" I asked.

"Mm hmm," she said with a giggle as I lay her down in the center of the blanket. "I couldn't get the blanket out from under you the other night, or I'd have used it instead."

I had other questions, of course, but they could wait. I slid my hands under her back and up over her shoulders and resumed pumping in and out of her. She rotated her hips upward and locked her legs behind my lower back, and she gasped as the new angle allowed me to push even deeper into her depths.

Down here by the water, we had an unobstructed view of a moon that would be full in just a few days. It was quite the sight, but not nearly as beautiful as the one in front of me. Her face was deeply flushed, and the way the moonlight danced off her eyes... she had tears running down her cheeks, and I was so moved that I nearly joined her.

"You are so breathtaking," I said softly, snatching her top lip between mine before she could answer. "I am so very much in love with you, Kelly Nicole Linton."

She was about to answer, and I'm sure it would have been a positive response, but her eyes rolled back in her head as she came once more. Hearing her moan, watching her mouth twitch and her lungs rise and fall rapidly as she struggled to draw a steady breath... if I was still alive at 90, I would remember every delicious detail of this night.

"Over," she stammered once the wave had subsided. I rolled onto my side and then my back, pulling her tight against my body so I was still sheathed inside her. Now on top of me, Kelly ground her hips in a circular motion as she showered my face and neck with kisses. I ran my hands underneath her shirt and grasped her breasts, and she sat up slightly so she could pull the shirt off.

"Oh my God, Kelly," I groaned at the sight of her gorgeous tits. "They're - you're - perfect."

I leaned up to introduce them to my tongue, but she waggled a finger at me.

"Not yet," she chided. "I want to see these pecs and feel these abs again."

I couldn't have taken my shirt off faster if it'd already been sliced down the middle. Once I was topless, she didn't protest. She just let out a long, loud moan when I captured her right nipple between my lips.

True to her word, her hands roamed all over my chest and stomach, enjoying the muscular definition I worked hard to maintain. I worshipped her breasts with my tongue, teeth and lips, at least until she sat up straight and started really bouncing up and down on my lap. I could still reach her chest with my hands, though, so I squeezed her right breast and pinched her other nipple as she came yet again.

"It's your turn," she said breathlessly as she collapsed back onto my chest. I planted my feet on the blanket and fucked my cock up into her for all I was worth. She chanted my name directly into my shoulder as she buried her face against me, and it wasn't long before I was filling her steamy pussy for the second time in 20 minutes.

She tried to roll off of me as I came down from my peak, but I tightened my arms around her back.

"Brad, I don't want to squash you," she said.

"Please," I scoffed, laughing as heartily as I could. "You weigh like 33 pounds."

She giggled, and it was an even better sound in person than it had been the hundreds of times I'd heard it over the phone. I let her swing her lower body off of me and onto the blanket, but she kept her head on my chest. I felt her nipples against my rib cage as I wrapped an arm around her back.

"Is it everything you thought it would be?" she asked me. "Our first meeting, I mean?"

"And so much more," I said. "I gotta ask.. why this spot, though?"

"Well, I know there's still a lot of light from the city, but this is about as close to under the stars as you can get without heading into the sticks," she said. "We've talked a lot about being outdoors, and I wanted our first time to be special."

"As long as you were there, we could have done it behind the dumpster at your restaurant, and it would have been special," I said, stroking her bare shoulders. "Though, this probably smells a lot better."

She laughed again, and my heart soared.

"Seriously, baby," I said. "This was a great idea. It's perfect."

For a long time, the only noises were the nearby waterfall and our breathing, and I was content with that. I could have lay there with her under the stars forever, or at least for another day or two. But finally, it was Kelly that broke the silence, addressing the large elephant that had taken up residence on the banks of the Snake River.

"So, have you ever watched I Love Lucy?" she asked.

"A few times on old rerun shows, like Nick at Nite, yeah," I said. "Why?"

As soon as I asked, it hit me. Somehow, we both said the next line in unison.

"Lucy, you got some 'splainin' to do."

We laughed together, and it lasted a lot longer than it probably should have. She was stalling, and I made a snap decision.

"Look, Brad—"

"No," I said. "Not yet."

She rested her chin on my right nipple and looked up at me quizzically.

"There will be time for that later," I continued. "Trust me, I have so many questions that you'll think I'm a prosecuting attorney by the time I finish."

"And I promise I will answer them all," she answered. "So why not start now?"

"Because... Kelly, you have to know that I want way, way more than just your body," I said. "But right now... I really, really want your body."

"Is that so?" she grinned. She reached between my legs, where my cock was already starting to grow again.

"It is," I said. "We've been building this anticipation for nearly three weeks. You're crazy if you think one single time with you is even going to put a dent in my appetite."

"Truer words have never been spoken," she said, then leaned down and kissed me. This one was slow, languid, and sensual, and was still hotter than any kiss I'd ever shared with anyone else. "Still, I thought you'd want me to explain everything before we kept going."

"No," I said. "I'll let you know when I'm temporarily satisfied enough to just talk."

"Then come here," she said, rolling onto her back. "Get back over here where you belong."

"I think we've tempted fate enough for one evening," I said. "Before, I didn't care- if someone had told me to jump out of an airplane with a discount parachute to get to you, I'd have done it. I'm still ready to devour you, but I'm thinking clearly enough now to remember that the Idaho Falls Police do river patrols twice an hour during the day. I'm sure they come through at night, too. So let's go back to your place and wake up all the neighbors."

"I have a better idea," she said, standing up and pulling her shorts back into place. I refused to hand over her shirt at first, but I finally gave in, on the condition that I put it on for her. Of course, I got a generous handful of her tits before I pulled the shirt down over her stomach. She made the same agreement with me. I'd never seen a woman use her mouth to put a shirt on before, but according to Kelly, licking my nipples prior to pulling my shirt over my head was a requirement.

We gathered up Kelly's things and walked hand-in-hand back up the path to the parking lot. We didn't say much - it's difficult to talk when your tongue is in someone else's mouth, and it took us at least half an hour to make what should have been a 5-minute walk. She walked with me to my car, agreeing to leave hers in the lot until morning.

"Your parents booked us a suite at the Shenandoah Inn, right next to the waterfalls," Kelly said. "It's on the other side of the river."

"Oh, they did, did they? Gonna have to have a word with them," I said. "Why does it seem like everyone was in on this but me?"

"Later, remember?" she reminded me. "Anyway, I already checked into our room. I almost tried out the jacuzzi before I came to meet you, but I thought you might want to try it with me."

I opened her door before getting behind the wheel, and I hadn't even left the parking lot yet when she reached across my center console and started fishing around in my shorts. I hadn't bothered to zip them up, and she had my cock out quickly.

"It won't take me more than three minutes to get there, Kelly," I groaned as she slowly moved her tiny hand up and down.

"I guess I better work quickly then, huh?" she asked, then dipped her head into my lap, taking the first couple of inches between her lips.

"Fuck," I moaned. "That feels incredible."

"I've been practicing, you know," she said. I felt the now-familiar pangs of jealousy in my stomach, but she quickly eased my fears. "Not on the real thing, Brad. You're the one who was so concerned about the contents of my produce drawer, remember? Now I have a whole crisper full of cucumbers and bananas lining up to thank you."

I laughed as she got back to her task. For all the experience I had, this was the first blowjob I'd ever had from a woman wearing a tongue ring, and the contrast between the hard metal and the softness of her tongue made it hard to focus on the road. If the hotel had been a little farther away, she might have gotten me off, but I pulled into the parking lot maybe 5 minutes too soon. She tucked me in for the walk through the lobby, but as soon as we were in the elevator, she was on her knees in front of me.

"I love your dick, Brad," she said before showing me again. As it was after midnight on a Tuesday morning, the hotel was quiet, but there was still a chance someone could buzz the elevator and catch us, and that excited me. No one did, and when the doors opened to the eighth floor, she led me down the hall by my cock. She inserted the key with one hand while she stroked me with the other, and she pushed me up against the door as soon as it was closed, tugging my pants down to my ankles before kneeling again.

"Jesus, honey," I groaned, threading my fingers through her brown curls as she attacked my cock. I didn't even care what the hotel room looked like - as long as she was in it with me, it could have been a roach motel. She took me as far into her mouth as she could, and I felt the head slide just an inch down her throat before she pulled off.

"I stared at pictures of your cock for hours, playing with myself when I couldn't talk to you," she said, kissing around the base of my cock and swiping her tongue across my balls as she looked up at me. "The real thing is about a thousand times better than the picture."

"I know all about staring at your pictures," I said. "I even have your pussy as my phone's background picture." She was already flushed from sweating, but I watched her turn an even deeper shade of red. "That's right... you already know that, don't you?"

Before she could answer, I lifted her under her arms and quickly deposited her on the edge of the tub, just around the corner from the door. I quickly tugged her shorts off and crawled between her legs, spreading them wide as she looked down at me. Her face was positively glowing.

"After all that worshipping from afar, I think it's time we were properly introduced, don't you?"

Her clit was clearly visible just above her lips, and I immediately sucked it into my mouth, earning a scream that I was sure would generate some complaints. Her fingers tightened like vise grips in my hair, and I felt her heels dig into my sides.

"Nice to meet you, too," I chuckled. I licked her from top to bottom, starting above her clit, passing over it and down between her pussy lips, dipping inside for a quick taste before finishing with a tongue inspection of her little pink rosebud. She squirmed as I wiggled it around there for a moment before starting back up, but I didn't finish the trip, detouring when I reached her pussy lips. I sucked each of them into my mouth, bathing them generously before switching to the other, over and over again.

She was clean shaven except for a small strip of hair just above her clit, and I savored the texture and taste of her soft, smooth skin as I mapped out her most personal of areas with nothing but my tongue and lips. When I pushed into her tunnel, I was rewarded with an instant burst of her nectar.

"How do I taste?" she asked with a little hesitation.

"Fucking amazing," I replied. "You don't know that?"

"I've tasted myself once or twice, but no one's ever really enjoyed going down on me like you're seeming to," she said.

"You'll never have to worry about that again," I answered. Her breath caught before she could reply. I wasn't at all worried about any implications of permanence in my last statement - I meant all of it and more. But this wasn't the time, so I dove back in with my tongue and two fingers before she could get herself together.

Finally, I sucked her clit into my mouth and pushed two fingers into her pussy, and was rewarded by her thighs tightening around my cheeks as she cried out.

"Oh, Brad, Jesus - FUCK!" she shouted. I kept up the intensity and pressure until she finally tugged on my hair.

"No more," she begged. "Please. Inside, now. I need you."

I scooped her up and laid her on her side on the king-sized bed, immediately scooting in behind her. I lifted her top leg, and I didn't even have to guide myself in - my cock already knew its way back home. I pushed all eight inches inside her in one stroke, and she groaned at the intrusion. I cupped her left breast as I pumped in and out of her, and she turned her head to the side to kiss me.

"You're mine," I growled into her mouth.

"Absolutely," she panted back. "All yours."

There was a vacuum around us - nothing else mattered but the two of us, and maybe the half of the bed we were occupying. I was lost deep in her eyes for a long, long while - it could have been 15 or 20 minutes before she snapped her eyes closed as one more orgasm hit her. That triggered me, and I unloaded deep inside her for a third time.

I don't know who dozed off first, but we were both asleep within seconds, my cock still nestled snugly inside her.

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Yes, there is one more chapter. Yes, it's been submitted, minutes after the one you are reading right this second, so hopefully that means it goes up the day after this one. Yes, it answers all the questions (I hope, anyway). I always thank my editor, but you should, too - I wanted to cliffhang it, right after Brad figured out who she was. Both she and my beta reader convinced me I would have readers chasing me with flaming pitchforks and Howitzers. When those are the consequences, anything seems like a bad course of action. Hope you enjoyed this one.