An Enticing Ride

by Anna S. Lae

  He spread her slick pussy and entered her with his fingers. She could envision them in her mind, repeatedly plunging inside the soft, wet comfort of her body as he guided the rocking of her greedy hips with his other hand. She was losing her patience and desperately wanted him to take her right then and there. But the buildup of pleasure from the foreplay was too much for her for a quick one-time fuck.

  Her body needed his attention; it needed his touch. Her body wanted to submit to his, and her heart trembled in her chest. She rode the smooth motions of his fingers as the wet flesh of her channel started to pulsate around them, but Zack immediately withdrew, leaving her to melt once more on the seat in front of him.

  He continued on, tracing the path of her juices down the inside of her other leg, over her knee, and along her calf before stopping at her delicate ankle. He reached behind him, grabbed the other boot and placed it over her foot. Repeating the sensual teasing and torture on her body, he seemed to relish in her physical responses to his touch, adding fuel to a low lying fire.

  He reached back behind her and grabbed the blanket that had dropped to the side, laying it over one shoulder. Pulling it up and tightening it around her once more, he planted his lips on hers before withdrawing and looking her in the eyes, “Now you are ready, Abby.”

  Zack took her trembling hands in his and leaned back, offering his body as leverage and assisted her into a standing position again. She offered him glimpses of her naked body between the flaps of the blanket. The awe and hunger on his face drying her mouth while she stepped up, over, and around the seat to leave her backside facing him.

  From his seated position, her ass was literally in his face. Zack wasted no time grasping both cheeks, kneading them between his fingers, and kissing each one before he moved his hand from her round bottom, down between her legs to the secret, wet flesh hidden between them. Gently, he pulled her back and closer to his own body.

  “You are so wet, Abby. Lean forward on the rack for balance. I want to taste you.”

  She arched her back more, moving her ass higher into the air, placing her dripping wet and needy slit within inches of his face. She shivered and moaned as his tongue parted her slick lips, opening her up so he could taste the sweet juices hidden in the little crevices of her pussy. He took his time and devoured the nectar that flowed from her body. Her body clenched and trembled, reacting to each pressured movement of his twirling, surging tongue.

  Abby moved her hips up and down, her body alive with desire, desperately begging him for more. She gave him full access when he placed a hand on each of her ass cheeks and spread them, before his hot tongue seized the opportunity and entered her, vigorously fucking her cunt.

  She reached behind and placed her hand on his head, guiding him in deeper. She reveled in the sensual penetration each time he entered her, gradually becoming attuned to the soft back and forth rocking motion of Zack’s body as he humped the vibrating seat beneath them.

  “I want to feel you inside of me,” Abby said breathlessly and released his head. She turned around to face him “I. Want. To. Fuck. You.”

  Determined, she faced the rear of the snowmobile and squatted above his lap. Abby ran his stiff cock in between the lips of her swollen, pussy. She took her time, slowly rubbing the head of his cock hard against her sensitive clit, shuddering from the charged currents the connection sent through her.

  Slowly, she sat down and guided him inside the slippery warmth of her body. Abby clenched her inner walls around him, pulling him up and into her core.

  Her pulse skipped a beat and reignited as her mind focused on the joining of their two bodies. She not only physically felt, but saw their souls unite together as one when she took him inside.

  She leaned back, bracing herself with both hands firmly planted on his chest behind her. Slowly, she rose up and stopped just short of sliding all the way off of his thick cock before sinking back down on him again. Freed from her thoughts, she showered his body with the passion and devotion of her own, not only giving herself to him but allowing him to claim her as well.

  Abby relished in the full sensation for a moment and then gently ground her hips onto him in an effort to welcome him deeper. His hands squeezed and kneaded her breasts just before he pinched both nipples at the same time. The heated pressure inside of her threatened to erupt, taking with it the stress and loneliness that had consumed her over the last few years.

  Zack’s up and down thrusting motions continually hit her sweet spot, causing an explosion of fluid to flow from her core. She exploded, her body contracting and releasing around his. Her belly rippled like water on the surface of a pond, leaving her relaxed and ready to collapse from the unrestrained release.

  With both arms wrapped around her to support her weakened frame Zack said, “You’re not done yet.” He moved his mouth near her ear and suckled the lobe before he whispered with need in his voice, “I’ll fuck you Abby, just like you asked, but I need to fuck you hard.”

  She’d never experienced a sexual encounter that encouraged her to come out of her timid shell, or explore her own sexuality. She wanted more of him. She wanted to try more with him. Deep down she trusted him not to physically hurt her and hoped to postpone dealing with the heartache until after their affair ended.

  The orgasm she’d just had left her with tears that streamed down her cheeks and momentarily weak but his words reignited her need. She had barely shifted when a hand between her shoulder blades pushed her body forward.

  Zack placed both hands beneath her ass and lifted her up just above his own body, holding her in the air above him. With a hard upward thrust, he pounded his engorged cock in and out of her slippery hole. She relaxed into the new position and wallowed in the pleasure he gave her.

  ****

  Zack could not believe the intense sensation from claiming her body as his, even after all the years of want. He and he alone held her before him; she trusted him to do this, to keep her safe. He squeezed both ass cheeks together and sent his hips into an upward thrust in an attempt to completely fill her up with his own body. He wanted them to come together this time.

  He reached the point of no return, electricity sparking up and down his spine as she turned herself over to him, surrendering to his need. This moment was embedded in his brain, carved there by this feeling of satisfaction, of being complete and united as one with her.

  He wanted no more than to hold her, to keep her, to protect her, and to love her for the rest of his life. In this moment he knew he’d die for her.

  Abby appeared to have lost herself in bliss when he broke the silence. “I want …you on your knees again.”

  He lifted her to the side of him, allowing room for both of them to readjust positions. Zack aided her balance with his weight as she moved into a kneeling position before him. He straddled the seat, standing directly behind her and encouraged her to lean further over the rear rack once again. With her knees together, he grabbed both of her hips and entered her from behind.

  “Oh God, baby, oh God, that feels good. You’re so goddamn tight like this!” He reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back enough to arch her further into a position that allowed him to drive deeper inside of her with every thrust forward. Pleasure drummed through his core and left him greedily wanting more of her. He could feel his balls slap against her with each forward thrust. Together they teased and enticed her hard clit before he briefly withdrew, only to return and reunite them with force.

  He could feel himself sliding in and out of her, his cock growing larger, his power building up with his own need and ferocious desire. The hunger within him was insatiable and he craved her with every cell in his body.

  On impulse, he reached between her legs and smacked her pussy on the next thrust. She jumped forward and yelled from the shock of the rush of sensation before coming back and into him again.

  “Like that?” Zack said breathlessly from behind.

  “Yeah. Yeah, I like that but do you
know what I would really like to try?” she said in between the onslaught of plunges.

  Zack leaned down and smacked her once more between her legs, connecting with her sodden and heavily used pussy. “I would do anything for you Abby.”

  “Good, stick your finger in my ass while you fuck me. I want to feel you spread me. I’ve never done it and I want to have both holes taken at the same time. But, I’m not that brave yet…in that area I mean, so let’s take it slow at first.”

  A long, uncontrolled deep-throated moan radiated out from him as he slid his hand up and coated it in her juices. His finger rubbed her puckered asshole, smearing her own juices on it and lubricating the entrance.

  A tightening sensation moved around him as he used one finger to violate the virgin territory and enter her from behind. Her muscles briefly tensed, fighting off the invasion before relaxing into the soft back and forth motion he set. Zack heard the distilled sound of Abby’s moans of pleasure as she plunged into the new sensations he offered to her.

  “God, that’s fucking hot,” Zack said. “The moon is so bright, I can see everything. It’s as if we were in candlelight.”

  He moved with a fluid and steady rhythm, watching his cock slide in and out of her and his index and middle finger fucking her ass as well.

  The feeling was incredible but he had slowed down while repositioning himself. She moaned, responding to him, telling him she wanted it faster, and she wanted it harder.

  From somewhere deep within, Abby’s hoarse voice begged him, “Please… Please hard, harder. Both, at the same time. It feels sooo good!”

  The next thrust almost knocked her off her knees as his powerful body went deep inside hers, nearly pushing her over the luggage rack on the back of the snowmobile and into the snow below. He grabbed onto her hip with one hand, holding her in place as she pushed back into him.

  “Oh, oh, ooh.”

  He heard her struggle to catch her breath; she was going to come again.

  “Do it again, just like that,” she demanded.

  He repeated the motion again and again and again. He swelled inside of her with each thrust, focusing his attention back on him as he came closer to coming himself.

  “That’s it, baby, it…it feels so good. Oh Abby, I wish you could see this, it looks so fucking hot! I’m…I’m going to come!” he warned her with pure carnal indulgence in his voice.

  Suddenly, he pulled his fingers from her ass and grabbed ahold of her hips, pressing her butt cheeks tight up against him as he released and filled her up with his hot, heavy liquid. The force of the movement sent her back over the edge and into a celebration of intense pleasure. Her pussy tightened up around his vibrating cock, and released waves upon waves of juicy fluid on him.

  He continued to hold her against him until they were both spent and able to catch their breaths, waiting for their racing hearts to slow back down and into a normal rhythm.

  ****

  Every muscle in her body rippled and shivered when the cold air, mixed with the hot, dripping sweat, brought her out of her blissful pleasure and back into reality. Her sensible mind took stock of the events of the evening as her eyes focused on the blanket that still lay over one shoulder and draped off of the rack. Her knees felt wobbly, legs weak with exhaustion, but with his assistance she was able to stand and dress, replacing the warmth she lost when they had separated back into the two unattached beings.

  The full moon had moved lower in the sky, sending shadows out from the tall trees that had stood guard while they satisfied each other. It lit up the contented look upon Zack’s face.

  “I think you should probably call or text your buddies. They might be worried about you,” she said after a few moments, breaking the awkward silence that hung between them.

  He shook his head, “Nah, after the show you put on in the bar, they knew they weren’t going to see me anytime soon.” He grinned. “Plus, they knew how happy I was when you actually answered the text I sent. They didn’t think you would ever talk to me again after what I did.”

  Abby could not help herself; she had to ask him the question that had troubled her mind for over a week, before they headed back and he disappeared again. She didn’t want to be one of those people who communicated strictly through text messages.

  Put your big girl panties on and say it already.

  “Zack, why did you stand me up last weekend?”

  “Honestly Abby,” he said, turning and looking in her eyes, “I didn’t think you wanted me.” He left the last sentence hanging on its own for a moment before he continued. “I was afraid I wouldn’t be good enough for you after all these years. I was, am afraid, that I am not the man you may want or need me to be. I’m afraid that I can’t be the father your son needs me to be and as much as I want too, I just don’t know how.”

  Abby blinked back the rapidly forming tears that threatened to flood her vision as she tried to get ahold of herself.

  Screw not being ready for another relationship yet; maybe this is the universe giving us a second chance.

  “What?” she questioned. “How could you think that? I have loved you since you were ten years old. If you were afraid, if you were scared, I wish you would have told me instead of just falling off the edge of the earth somewhere and standing me up. And, my son doesn’t need a father, he has one of those but…he could use a dad. It takes a village to raise a child and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t need help.”

  Zack held her stare, “A lot can change over thirty years, with people I mean, but some things stay true throughout time. I, too, have loved you since we were kids. I have dreamed of you, of moments when we were younger, and I’ve fantasized about you as an adult. If you give me a second chance, Abby, I promise that last weekend will be the only time I ever stand you up. From here on out, I’ll stand not in front of you, not behind you, but right next to you.” He smiled, “Unless of course, I ask you to stand somewhere else and as I think you know, it’s to better please you, my dear.”

  Abby’s heart skipped a beat as the thought of how he pleased her just moments ago encouraged warmth to flash once again in her groin. She leaned forward and planted her lips on top of his for a long, slow reuniting kiss.

  After a few moments, he pulled back and away from her, “Are you ready to head back? You must be freezing now.” He rubbed his hands briskly upon her jeans. “You know babe, maybe you could have shaved those beautiful, long legs.”

  She nodded in affirmation, smacked him hard with her hand, and grinned back at him, “Thanks for keeping me warm tonight, Zack. I’m glad I changed my mind and met you when you asked. It must have been the little smiley face after your “please” that did it. And since your buddies don’t expect you back, if you’d like to stay at my place, maybe I’ll let you shave my legs.”

  She saw one of his eyebrows rise in curiosity. “Well, I don’t know, ask me again, but this time, bat those sexy eyelashes like you did in the bar while you do it.”

  Abby sat straight up, tilted her head down and to the side, and gazed at him under her lashes. She sent him several fast flashes, batting her eyelashes in the most dramatic, fluttering way she could muster, but was unable to hold back a smile that busted into bashful, girly giggles.

  Zack tilted his head back as he released a belly-rumbling laugh, jolting the machine they sat upon. He stood up, turned around on the snowmobile, and faced front once again, “Now, how can I possibly say no to that? Are you ready for round two?”

  He did not wait for her answer as he pressed the start button reigniting and transforming the Arctic Cat’s vibrating, resting, and kitten-like engine into a roaring, massive lion as it lunged forward and into action.

  “Oh, by the way Abby, I do prefer your four strokes.” He laughed again as the massive machine picked up speed with each second. Together, they darted in and out of the newly formed shadows of the early morning hours. The elated sound of her bubbling laughter soared out behind them as they moved off, left behind to settle on the
machines’ tracks in the sparkling white snow.

  About the Author

  Born and raised in Northern Ohio, Anna tackles her personal interest and multiple hobbies with robust passion and gusto.

  She grew up with an overly active imagination making up and telling verbal stories to anyone who would listen. As an adult, writing has provided a creative outlet for incorporating all the crazy—and normal—ideas that come up during everyday activities. With a diverse background and positive perspective, she faces life with a ready and willing, can do anything -Superwoman attitude.

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