TOGETHER
I hope you’ve had a good day. Right now, I’m parked in a large parking lot, back in the sleeper bed. I’ve been thinking of you all day and I do not want to make love to you. Nor do I want you to make love to me. I want us to make sweet love to each other…together. Let’s make slow, soft, sweet love. I am imagining you lying beside me in the bunk made for one. Being crowded in the bunk just adds to the building passion of the night. The truck motor is idling and that creates a throbbing sensation that carries through to our bodies. The radio is playing some love songs. The night is ours to kindle a flame of passion and fan the fire as high as we like.
I can taste your kiss on my lips as our tongues do a soft duel for dominance across the threshold of our lips. Your chin is tilted back exposing your throat to me in an instinctual sign of submission to my advances. I can taste the slight saltiness of your skin as I lightly nibble on your skin under your jawline and nip on your ear lobe.
Lying on our sides facing each other in the narrow confines of the bunk, I can feel your hand rubbing up and down my back as mine does the same to you, and our hands are gradually loosening our clothing. We take a moment to remove our shirts and press our warm bodies together as we hug and kiss some more. Our lips are hungry, starving even, for the passion we are building in our kissing. I manage to kiss over your upper chest along your collar bone as I seek your breasts. I can feel the heat building in your body. Its like you are becoming inflamed and my lips are catching and spreading the fire.
My hand has found the clasp of your bra and released it. Now your breasts are pressed against my chest and your nipples pressed against mine. We savor the feeling as our nipples grow taut with the stimulation. Our finger tips draw tight circles around and across the tips. We take turns mouthing … kissing … suckling ... on each other ... breasts ... neck ... lips ... all for our mutual consumption to sate our growing hunger for passion.
Our bodies are pressed together. Our arms are pulling us tightly together as our hips are slowly, sensually beginning to do that natural mating dance. My hand gradually finds the snap of your shorts and unsnaps it. Your hand has released mine also. We are in no hurry as we stroke each others body and begin to work our way into that secret, private zone where our passion is beginning to center itself. Our hands and fingers work their way under our clothing seeking the pleasures we know are hidden there.
I stop for a moment and slide your shorts down and off. In doing so, your knees spread apart revealing your shaved, neatly trimmed pussy to me. I can see that there is already a light trickle of your love honey beginning to flow.
I remove my shorts, we both are naked now on the bunk. Our bodies are beginning to feel the burn of rising passion, but we know we have all the time needed to make love, that slow, tender, full-of-passion kind of love. We are not hurried as we want to rub, caress, tease, taste, and kiss each others body. We almost seem to mimic what the other is doing.
Your hand has found my semi-firm cock and my balls. Your fingers delight in fondling my balls and my cock. Your hand cups the whole package taking its measure. All the while, my cock is growing firmer and your kisses are more insistent on my lips. You begin to lightly tug on my cock as you slowly stroke it. Your grip is so gentle and just under the head. I can feel your grip tighten slightly as I lightly grasp a nipple between my teeth and pull it slightly. Releasing that, I suck your nipple into my mouth. I delight in the feeling of your tip on my tongue.
My sucking your nipples mimics the rhythm of your stroking my cock. We are in no hurry, the bunk bed seemingly throbs with passion as the idling truck engine sends out its vibrations.
My hand cups your pussy and gently squeezes the whole of it. My middle finger senses the growing moisture of your love flow. I slowly slide first one and then two fingers into your juicy pussy, in and out and caressing your special internal spot.