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Cassiopeia  

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2/7/2021 9:51 pm
Cassiopeia


The rumble of the engine vibrated through the steering wheel and he tightened his grip as he turned to avoid obstacles in the road. Keeping an eye on his speed and the watch on his wrist, he carefully picked his way up the sandy path. Occasionally, the pickup would rattle when he could not avoid the larger rocks that littered the way ahead. Each tremor passing through the cab accompanied by the feeling of her moving against him with a squeak of the spring in the bench seat. He moved his hand from the steering wheel to her knee and gave it a squeeze. The , silky skin blending seamlessly into his palm.

The feeling of her hand skating over his arm forced him to glance down briefly and miss swerving around a large stone. The impact rocked the suspension violently and the rear wheels slid in the loose gravel before catching their traction again. His hand pressing down on her knee in its refusal to let her go. She went rigid in response and he released his grip without moving his hand. She relaxed and wove her fingers between his, sending a guilty thrill through him. He smiled in apology even while keeping his eyes on the road ahead. He anticipated her resting her head on his shoulder but another jolt dashed his hope.

The sun was already down and the darkening drifted down around them. He slowed down and let his headlights cut over the grass as he turned off the road. Driving over the field, he let the truck crawl along slowly as he scouted for the perfect spot. The tall grass moving dryly the front bumper until he came to a stop. He reached over with his left hand to pull the shifter into Park and switch off the ignition. She still held his hand to her knee and he looked down it in the dim glow of the dash light. The amber lights casting the living art of her hand over his in contrast to the deep shadows falling down their legs. He waited a moment before switching off the lights, drinking in the albedo of her in the backsplash of the headlights.

“We’re here,” he said softly in the darkness. The press of lips against his shoulder was a welcome answer as his eyes adjusted. It was times like this he loved the old truck’s quirks. The dome light would not come on until he opened the door, so he took his time enjoying the stillness with her beside him. The starlight pushed back the darkness enough for him to make her outline. The mechanical sound of the door was followed by a rusty squeal as he pushed it open. She let go and he stepped down into the tall grass where the dome light spilled out into the green. Looking back as she slid towards him, he appreciated the way her top pulled tight over her chest.

Guiding her hand to his shoulder, he reached around her waist and helped lower her down. The glimmer of a smile faded into the night as the door clicked closed and the light extinguished. He held her hand and she walked in his wake through the grass to the tailgate. The latch and hinge complained loudly as it opened. She pushed herself up to sit on the edge of the tailgate as he stepped up from the bumper. Seeing her start to turn to get up, he put his hand out and told her, “just a moment.” The near whisper carrying easily in the silence around them.

He worked the tie loose on the large roll near the cabin and it began to unfurl eagerly. The padding of the futon was easy to grip as he unrolled it to fill the bed of the truck. The white pillows tucked at the center of the roll standing out easily against the night. He reached down and arranged them near the cab. The sound of her sandals against the metal tailgate preceded her arms wrapping around his waist. He felt her breasts press into his back as he put his hands over hers. He squeezed and she released so that he could turn around to continue their embrace. She slid against him to stand on her toes and he met her lips with his own.

He pressed hard into her kiss. Nearly lifting her off her feet as she wrapped her arms around his neck and enticed his<b> tongue </font></b>to join hers. The sensation of her lips moving across his generating a heat which spread rapidly through him. They took a pause and shared a deep, mutual breath before he felt her playfully nip at his bottom lip and shuffle out of the embrace. He watched her in the starlight pull the sandals free of her feet then lazily stretch out on the futon to rest her head on the pillow. He followed her lead and laid flat beside her to look up at the stars above.

“So, you brought me out to the middle of nowhere to do what exactly?” The playful nip a moment earlier dancing in her voice. She had propped herself up on her elbow to look down at him. Her was hidden away from the dim light, but he could easily imagine the mock serious crinkling of her eyebrows and stern posturing of her mouth. He left the question hanging in the air between them, returning her attitude. Positioning her elbow in the crook of his shoulder, he reached up to stroke her hair. The impatience starting to radiate from her amused him. He answered by weaving his fingers into her hair and pulling it into his fist.

“Stargazing, naturally...,” he replied, the low growl coming through his smile. The hand gripping her hair tightly pushed her down to him. Compliantly, she melted into him, using her whole body to kiss him. He responded in kind, swallowing her into his arms and keeping her mouth pressed firmly to his. The fire in her made short work of his shirt’s buttons and he felt her hands knead and work the skin of his chest. Letting her hair fall free, he massaged the line of her back. The thumb of his other hand found her lips and was immediately sucked in. The translated sensation of her working his thumb in her wet mouth made his cock throb with delight.

Her mouth made a soft popping sound as she sat up and his thumb slid out. He watched her outline sit up and pull her top over her head, freeing her bare breasts to sway as she maneuvered out of her shorts. Clumsily, he did the same, working his arms out of the shirt as he kicked off his shoes. She was already pulling at the button to his pants and had the zipper down before he could properly lift his hips. His cock sprang forward as she crumpled the material at his knees. The pressure of her hand wrapped around the shaft was enough encouragement that he let out a satisfied groan. Her head quickly made its way down to continue the work she had started on his thumb.

The feeling of her hand twisting up and down his cock was accentuated by the lubrication her mouth offered. In the dim starlight, he could see her hair moving up and down as her mouth ran over him greedily. She was still on her knees leaning over him, her round ass offering its curved reflection in the stingy light. His hand cupped her sex and he felt her groan as he began working his finger between the quickly dampening lips. The feel of her hair in his palm offering a counter sensation to the wet glide of her pussy as he applied pressure to the swelling gland behind her clit. The wet sounds of her hand and mouth accompanied pulses of fire through him that he did his best to replicate through the work of his fingers inside her.

The vibrating moan came as she paused with his cock deep in her mouth. Her tightening pussy and the squeeze of her hand left no doubt she was cumming. He smiled smugly in the near dark and let out an answering growl. Slowly, he felt her regain control and let her free herself to lay down weakly next to him. He could feel her breathing shudder occasionally as he let the night air wash over him. Rising up, he finished removing his pants and knelt between her feet with his engorged cock hanging free. A hand on each of her raised knees, moved inward and leaned over. She was ready and his cock found its mark on its own.

Holding his hips back, he leaned down and shared a deep kiss with her. Her lips felt slightly swollen and her mouth was dripping wet still. Ending the kiss with a nip of her lip, his hands cupped each of her breasts and his mouth descended to the one over her heart. Teasing the nipple hard with his lips, his<b> tongue </font></b>flicked out to wet it. The tight skin hard in his mouth generated made his resolve slip and he thrust his hip forward. The wet heat enveloping his cock coupled with the sensation of her nipple in his mouth made him hunger to fill her with everything he had. The touch of her hands on either side of his head brought him back and he began moving in and out of her slowly.

He was not sure if he had leaned up to kiss her again or if she had pulled him. But the sensation of her tucked beneath and wrapped around him was exquisite in the night air. He could feel the build in him and he did not care. Each ounce of her was where he wanted her to be and he wanted nothing more than to be where she wanted him to be. Her moans were timed to each of his thrusts and he could feel her tense him. His cock throbbed painfully as he held , wanting to make the moment stretch as long as he could. The pressure mounting the tip, he leaned in hard and released in several shocks as he tried to maintain his tempo. He felt her smile his ear while he growled through his climax, letting hers go in the final moments to add to their mutual bliss.

Deep, staggered breathing filled the silence in the air around them. Not knowing how long the moment lasted or even caring, he held her tight with his head nestled in her shoulder before rolling away. The night air wicking the sweaty heat away from their bodies and leaving them with delighted exhaustion. The pace of their breathing soon resumed and the warmth her folding into him was welcomed. He reached around and slung a thin blanket over them, his feet too far down to fit the short blanket. The feeling of her nose breathing in deeply against his chest tightened the arm he had around her.

“Stargazing, huh?” A small, diminutive chuckle crossed down his chest. He echoed the small laugh and began searching the starfield above in hopes he could find a constellation that was not one of the dippers or Orion. The twinkle of recognition stopped his search, and he raised his arm so she could follow his gaze.

“See that kind-of W of stars right there?” The question changing his voice from lover to teacher. Watching as she lifted her head to sight along the shadow of his arm, he counted the story of how the woman’s beauty was immortalized in the heavens.

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