The red truck part 1

The Red Truck

It was hot, that all I could feel. I was also very nervous. It was my first date in a long while. I had hit a dry spell. That only meant one thing, the last couple of months, meant self-love. While masturbation is fun in itself, it just doesn't do the trick like the real thing, nothing like a cock or mouth to melt all the tension away. I had showered, carefully washing my 38f tits; yeah they're huge get over it. I have a tiny tummy but hold myself well. My hair is brown all the way down my back, and I have intense hazel eyes. I wear mostly makeup on my eyes, eyeliner and a bit of mascara go a long way in my book. Today, I had washed every part of me, lathered and shaved every nook and cranny. Once out of the shower, I had moisturized and applied a light flower scented perfume. I had decided to wear a pastel, matching bra and thong. Usually, pastels aren't my thing, but the lace detail looked so beautiful that when I had tried it on, I needed to buy it.

I had bought a light delicate sun dress. The material felt almost see-through and had decided to wear my combat/hiking boots with them. An odd choice, but considering he had told me to wear something comfortable for driving around and maybe walking, I didn't feel like any heel would do the trick. Besides I am a tough-lady at heart, nothing like army pants, leather, and lace to get me excited about clothes. I had blow dried my hair and made a loose bun and now was waiting for my date to show up while sitting on my terrace. I was particularly happy when he announced a drive into the country. I hated where I lived and needed to go back to my roots. I am always more comfortable in the country. While I was wearing a dress, I had packed a pair of jeans, a sweater, shorts and some undergarments. I liked to be prepared. I also had prepared a cooler of beer, sandwiches, a salad and some homemade cookies.

Now, I was sitting waiting for my suitor to arrive. We had met at the grocery store, small talk about melons. Ridiculous at it seems, I had seen him sneak a peek at mine and had casually demanded how he liked his. Few minutes later, we had exchanged numbers and the same day, he had called to make plans. His name was Mike; he was tall and had large hands. He had dark features and I couldn't quite remember the color of his eyes only to think that they were probably brown. Our phone conversation had been pleasant. His voice was sweet and I wondered if he would kiss me, but considering this was a first date, I didn't want my body to get me into trouble like it usually did. He seemed nice and I couldn't wait for him to pull up and pick me up. I had no idea what he was driving so every time a car or truck drove by, I kept looking up. I felt like a silly school girl waiting for him to arrive.

I heard the music from down the street, classic rock. My breath quickened and I knew instantly it was him pulling into the driveway. I was definitely in trouble, he was driving a red pick-up truck, and the music was still blaring. My heart skipped a beat as he hopped out, wearing jeans, a tank shirt with a casual dress shirt on top... He flashed a gorgeous smile before saying "Hey you!" he said sweeping me up and hugging me. It felt very natural considering we were about to head out on our first date. "Ready to go?" he said looking at me before putting me back down. "Just got a bag and a small cooler and I got to lock up" I said to him suddenly the nerves seemed to be calming down.

He grabbed my bag and the cooler and packed them into the trunk of the truck. I quickly locked up and climbed into the pick-up. I had to give myself a swing, since I'm only 5'3 and had to make sure I didn't flash everyone as I did. Yet, I managed to get myself into the truck without incident. He had taken his place in the driver's seat. "Where are we going?" I asked him. "Is it okay if it's a surprise, I know you don't know me very well but I thought it could be fun?" Said Mike smiling. I suddenly felt his nervousness, and instinctively put my hand on his shoulder to reassure him. "Sure, you seem sweet, I'm sure wherever we go, it will be beautiful" I answered. He pulled out of the parking and within a few minutes we were on the freeway. "If I didn't tell you before, you look absolutely beautiful" Mike said suddenly after a few minutes of silence. "Thanks, you look good too" I said blushing. Usually, I am quite talkative on dates, but I felt completely comfortable not talking. "I'm taking you to my favorite spot by the lake" he said then. "I thought you were supposed to be surprising me" I said laughing. "I can't help it" he said then and put his hand on my knee. He drove a few more miles and then we turned on a dirt road. "Secluded place?" I said. "Few people know the spot, but it should be quiet today." He said slowing down cause the road was getting a little bumpy. His hand bounced freely on my knee. It bounced and his fingers grazed my inner thigh. He couldn't be this brave, I thought to myself. Sure enough, his fingers did it again. "Mike?" I said then pushing his hand off my knee. "Right, first date" he said and quickly added "I'm sorry, it's been a while. It seems like my body has a mind of its own." "I totally get it, I get myself into that kind of trouble all the time, but I like you and for the first time in a while, I'd like to get to know you." I said avoiding his eyes.

He had stolen a glimpse, and I'm pretty sure, if I had looked into his eyes, I might have had to go into witness protection. "You know, if we get physical, no one will know and it doesn't mean we won't see each other again" he said teasingly. "I know" I said smiling back, feeling like the tension in the truck was filled with heavy sexual tension.

We arrived at destination, a few minutes later. It was beautiful. The lake was surrounded by mountains; the sun was bright, trees everywhere except for a nice little clearing. He stopped the truck and took the cooler out of the truck; he also had some folding chairs, and a foldable table. He had also brought a bag, with a deck of cards and cribbage game. Once we set up and took our seats, I pulled us out each a beer. We sat down and admired the view. It was very calm and peaceful. "You know what would be good?" Mike asked. I shook my head at him. "Music" he got up and pulled out a crank radio from his truck, he turned it on and some local announcer was giving the weather. He turned the dial and fell upon a country music station. The music was a ballad. He grinned and reached for me. "Dance with me" he said pulling me up. "Here?" I said. "Good place as any." He added bringing me close to him. My chest pressed up against him as he guided both my hands around his neck before settling both his hands around my waist, his fingers in the nook of my back. We swayed back and forth, it was pretty romantic and being pressed up against him, I smelled his cologne and felt his manly body. I felt my panties begin their uncomfortable ride up my pussy.

His hands didn't wonder, but we kept swaying. I laid my head against his chest, and felt his chin rest upon my head. His breathing was calm, and I backed away to get a look at him, when he planted a kiss right on my mouth. His kiss was soft, and not threatening. He took his time, feeling each lip, and nibbled between both of them. I felt his fingertips, creep a little lower, almost touch my butt. My breasts were pressed up against him and I felt my nipples hard, poking through the flimsy lace bra and my thin dress. His hands cupped my ass as he lifted me up, immediately my legs wrapped around him. I felt his cock through his jeans press up against my flimsy thong. By now, my thong was soaked and had managed to find its way into my folds.

He pulled away "I know you said not on the first date, but the dress you're wearing, is driving me mad" he said as he groaned into kissing me again. His tongue had not entered my mouth yet. "Okay, okay, just lay me in the bed of your truck" I said pulling away from his mouth. My body was completely betraying me. He carried me to his truck, while holding me in one arm, he popped it open, and I noticed, he had a comforter. "Prepared much" I eyed him. "I like to be prepared" he said as he sat me down. I helped him place the comforter down. Before, he pulled himself up, next to me. His hands wrapped around me, and instantly our mouths met.

This time, his kisses were needier. His tongue entered my mouth and I let my tongue explore him. One of his hands had slipped between my legs. I parted them slightly allowing him just a little access. His finger moved passed the flimsy material and grazed my insides. My legs parted a little wider. "I think you got hot, thinking about me too" he said then. He laid me down gently while continuing to kiss me passionately. His finger continued its way inside picking up on my natural juiced and he gently rubbed. I moaned through our kisses and realized I needed to feel more of his skin. I peeled of his dress-shirt and his tank shirt, leaving him topless. I examined him, he was muscular, with a bit of chubbiness too, but what I enjoyed most was seeing a little spot of hair between his pecks. I ran my hand through it, touching his chest in the process. My other hand gently ran my fingers up and down his arm.

He pulled his finger away from my crotch then. I felt his tug at my dress. I raised my arms and let him pull it off. I was left in my flimsy bra and thong. I watched him look me over. "Damn" he muttered. I instantly covered my love-handles. "No, I like them too" he said grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. His mouth took possession of mine, and he greedily sucked my tongue with his mouth. I began unzipping his jeans and he helped slide them off. He had gone commando, which made me laugh "No underwear, that's brave." "Don't laugh, I didn't do my laundry" he said almost hurt. "No no, I like it, I think underwear is over-rated." and slid myself down before licking the tip of his cock. He took a deep breath, and felt him try to relax. I took the tip of his cock into my mouth and gently sucked on it. The pre-cum of its tip tasting a mixture of salty and sweet, his cock was wide and a bit longer than 7 inches. He had just a small amount of hair, passed his balls. I grabbed his cock with my hand as I began to lick his dick. I took him all the way in to the back of my throat. I was looked at him as I was doing so.

His breathing heavier than before, He tried to pull me up. "I want to eat your pussy" he said. "Later, let me enjoy this" I said before putting his cock back into my mouth. I continued this torment for a moment, while sliding my hand up and down his cock. He pulled me up then, and wrapped his arms around my torso, unclipping my bra in a single motion. He buried his face between them. His hands groped them, I let myself lie down and just take in the pleasure of his fingers twisting gently my nipples. He took one in his mouth and greedily sucked on it. I felt the beginning of an orgasm coming; he switched and sucked on the other while his other hand twisted the other. His mouth lapped on them, and he kept squeezing them as his hand brought my large tit to his mouth. "They're beautiful" he said mumbling before shoving my nipple back in his mouth. I quivered then and he felt me tense up. "That's it baby, cum for me" he said continuing. I felt my thong drenched in my juices, it felt constricting. "Please take it off" I asked pleading. His eyes looked down, and saw my pussy lips engorged, my thong consumed by my slit. He pulled at my thong and tossed it with my clothes.

We were both naked outside, in the bed of his truck in the middle of nowhere. He kissed me again, this time getting on top of me. It was less wild than other sex I've had, but at that moment, it seemed fitting. He pushed his cock in my opening, while I parted my legs as he lowered himself into me. I wrapped by legs around him, pushing him deep inside me in the process. He growled loudly "Fuck, you're tight and hot as fuck." I kept him pinned inside me for a moment, and then felt him slowly pull out before plunging it back deep inside me. His strokes were slow but firm. His lips met mine, and one of his hands had found one of my nipples. "Yes, continue that" I said. He fucked me slow, pinning me to the bed of his truck. His kisses greedy but also wet and his hand twisting and pinching my nipple. Each thrust, was quickly sending me into a trance, losing myself, between the sensations in my mouth, my tit and my pussy. "I'm going to cum" I said. "Me too" He said. He pumped himself into me a few more times before collapsing on top of me. He continued to kiss me for a moment and pulled away before mischievously saying. "I brought a tent, if you're interested."