Date Night
Date Night
“So, you had a good time tonight?” Zack asked as his car sped down the highway out of the city.
“I did, Zacky. It was fun,” Lisa said, turning to smile at him.
“Not bad for a date, right?”
“Zack, you bought tickets for and took me to a rock concert. I think it was a perfect date,” Lisa laughed, leaning her head back on the headrest.
The car sped on in silence for a while. It was going to be a long drive, seeing as Lisa lived about sixty-five miles away from the city. She stared out the window for a while, before turning back to look at the man she was going on these amazing dates with. His black hair still was damp and stuck to his forehead. Lisa couldn’t see though the dark, but she knew about his gorgeous green eyes. The moonlight slightly glinted off of his snakebites in his lower lip. After a few moments, she lifted the center arm rest and scooted so she could be closer to him..
“I had a really fun time tonight,” Lisa said softly.
Zack smiled as he wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, allowing her to lean against his side. He lightly ran his fingers through her hair as her head rested against his shoulder. Lisa grinned and casually rested her hand on his thigh. Moments later, she began to slowly massage his leg near his knee. Zack said nothing and just continued driving.
Lisa’s hand moved up to his thigh, caressing it while waiting for some kind of response from Zack. He knew what she was doing, but he said nothing. He shifted in his seat just a bit, and pressed the gas a little harder. Lisa grinned and brushed her fingers over his crotch.
"Ahem,” Zack cleared his throat to mask the groan that threatened to escape.
Lisa giggled, still massaging his thigh, centimeters away from a slowly growing erection. Every so often, she brushed her fingertips over the growing buldge, eventually gaining a groan from Zack.
“Lis, you’re killing me here,” Zack breathed.
“So you do want it?” she asked quietly.
As a car passed in the other direction, the headlights showed Zack’s face, blushing. He said nothing though, but a goofy looking grin on his face told Lisa everything. Her hands worked his belt, trying to unfasten it. Then moved onto the button of his jeans, then the zipper, and under the denim, feeling the erection against his boxers. As her palm pressed against Zack's dick, he groaned again, still keeping his focus on the road ahead. Lisa found the fly on his boxers and released Zack’s now throbbing member. He was panting heavier now, with growing anticipation of what was to come. Lisa lowered her head, teasing the tip of his dick with her tongue. She slowly took him into her mouth, pressing her pierced tongue against him, the small metal ball adding pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered in a breathless shudder, trying to resist the urge to throw his head back in pleasure.
He tried to keep a straight face on as he drove, as cars were still driving in the opposite direction, but soon was beginning to have problems concentrating on the road. Her tongue came back up against his skin, once again the small metal ball pressing harder against him, stimulating him even faster than normal. Then she took him all the way into her mouth, and began sucking slowly. Moments passed and she started to speed up. Her mouth moving faster and faster, taking him as deep as she could. For no reason at all, she moaned against him, the sensation nearly making him floor the gas pedal out of reflex. He eased off the gas though.
“Fuck, we should pull over,” Zack said in quick breaths.
Lisa didn't respond, but instead just continued what she was doing. He managed to pull the car over onto a dirt road, put it in park, and turn the lights off. He then threw his head back against the headrest. "Fuck..." he groaned. He had one hand gripping the handle on the roof of the car, and the other gripping the steering wheel. Again for no reason at all, she groaned against his cock, nearly sending him over the edge in climax. She suddenly stopped and pulled away. He leaned against the seat, breathing heavily. Lisa smiled up at him, then climbed into the backseat, in the corner behind the passenger seat.
“Damn girl,” he said, looking at her in the rearview mirror. He was frustrated at the denial.
She sat there, grinning. Zack then joined her, grabbing her and kissing her deeply The cool metal of his lip rings touched her lips. Moments were passing and clothes were being shed. "Zack, I'm keeping my shirt on..." she said as he tried to pull it off. "Sorry, I'm a little paranoid about someone driving by."
"Well someone could drive by and see my bare ass, do you think I'm paranoid?" he asked with a chuckle as he reached his hands up under her shirt and bra, cupping her breasts as his lips continued their assault on her neck.
“Zacky, I want you,” she whispered into his ear.
Without a word, he moved a hand down to her core, feeling the heat begin to radiate. He stared into her chocolate brown eyes, seeing the desire for his touch filling them as he teased her slit with his thumb. As his thumb played with her clit, she closed her eyes, leaning her head back, releasing a soft groan into the air. She welcomed a finger inside of her, sliding in slowly, rubbing against her inner walls. His finger prodded the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of her, washing waves of pleasure over her body. He pushed her shirt up just a bit before he trailed kisses down her stomach as he shifted to get into a comfortable enough position between her legs.
“You’re so wet, baby,” he whispered softly, sliding a second finger inside.
Lisa couldn’t respond, her breath caught in her throat as his tongue traced circles around her clit. Both collections of nerves became sensitive as he continued, pulsating waves of pleasure through her whole body. She could feel her thighs shaking from the increased pleasure. Her breathing became shallow and fast paced. The fingers of her left hand intertwined with Zack’s hair, and her other hand had a white knuckle grip on handle above the door behind her. She could feel her climax beginning to burn in the pit of her stomach, soon begging for release. Before it happened, Zack stopped.
“What the fuck?” Lisa whispered breathlessly, frustrated.
Zack came up to kiss her, first on the lips, then planting a soft one behind her earlobe. “You know why I stopped,” he whispered, his hot breath sending chills down her spine. “You did it to me.”
He sat in his seat like a normal person would sit in a car before grabbing his pants, pulling out his wallet, then pulling a condom out. She adjusted herself over his lap, straddling him as he rolled the rubber over his length. He held her hips, guiding himself into her. His hands stayed on her hips as she grinded against him, helping her move so he could get as deep as he could. She quickened her pace, a moan escaping every time his dick brushed against the sensitive nerves inside of her.
Beads of sweat formed on their bodies, the windows of the car steaming up slowly with their heavy breathing. Lisa continued to grind her hips into Zack, taking him as deep as she could. She intertwined her fingers in his hair again, pressing her body against his. His face was buried into her neck.
“Fuck, Lisa, you feel amazing,” he said breathlessly, his hot breath once again sending a wave of chills down her spine.
Both were breathless, and both could feel their climaxes forming deep in the pit of their stomachs, slowly climbing up. Zack groaned into her neck as he climaxed, filling the end of the condom with everything he had. A few thrusts later, Lisa tightened her grip on his hair, and one last thrust had sent her over the edge, her muscles tightening around Zack's dick. As she rode it out, she leaned her trembling body against Zack's, resting her damp forehead against his.
“Dang,” she said with rapid breaths.
Once her breathing returned to normal, she moved from his lap and both of them pulled their clothes back on. They stepped out to get some cool air for a second before getting back on the road.
“Now that was a great date,” Zack said.
Lisa smiled, turning to look at him. His hair dampened again with sweat, the moonlight gleaming off his wet forehead. “Tonight was great,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder.
Zack wrapped his arm around her again, grinning and just kept on driving down the road, silence and darkness enveloping the car. The only sound being heard was the wind blowing in the now opened windows, cooling them off. Why can’t date nights always be this fun?
“I did, Zacky. It was fun,” Lisa said, turning to smile at him.
“Not bad for a date, right?”
“Zack, you bought tickets for and took me to a rock concert. I think it was a perfect date,” Lisa laughed, leaning her head back on the headrest.
The car sped on in silence for a while. It was going to be a long drive, seeing as Lisa lived about sixty-five miles away from the city. She stared out the window for a while, before turning back to look at the man she was going on these amazing dates with. His black hair still was damp and stuck to his forehead. Lisa couldn’t see though the dark, but she knew about his gorgeous green eyes. The moonlight slightly glinted off of his snakebites in his lower lip. After a few moments, she lifted the center arm rest and scooted so she could be closer to him..
“I had a really fun time tonight,” Lisa said softly.
Zack smiled as he wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, allowing her to lean against his side. He lightly ran his fingers through her hair as her head rested against his shoulder. Lisa grinned and casually rested her hand on his thigh. Moments later, she began to slowly massage his leg near his knee. Zack said nothing and just continued driving.
Lisa’s hand moved up to his thigh, caressing it while waiting for some kind of response from Zack. He knew what she was doing, but he said nothing. He shifted in his seat just a bit, and pressed the gas a little harder. Lisa grinned and brushed her fingers over his crotch.
"Ahem,” Zack cleared his throat to mask the groan that threatened to escape.
Lisa giggled, still massaging his thigh, centimeters away from a slowly growing erection. Every so often, she brushed her fingertips over the growing buldge, eventually gaining a groan from Zack.
“Lis, you’re killing me here,” Zack breathed.
“So you do want it?” she asked quietly.
As a car passed in the other direction, the headlights showed Zack’s face, blushing. He said nothing though, but a goofy looking grin on his face told Lisa everything. Her hands worked his belt, trying to unfasten it. Then moved onto the button of his jeans, then the zipper, and under the denim, feeling the erection against his boxers. As her palm pressed against Zack's dick, he groaned again, still keeping his focus on the road ahead. Lisa found the fly on his boxers and released Zack’s now throbbing member. He was panting heavier now, with growing anticipation of what was to come. Lisa lowered her head, teasing the tip of his dick with her tongue. She slowly took him into her mouth, pressing her pierced tongue against him, the small metal ball adding pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered in a breathless shudder, trying to resist the urge to throw his head back in pleasure.
He tried to keep a straight face on as he drove, as cars were still driving in the opposite direction, but soon was beginning to have problems concentrating on the road. Her tongue came back up against his skin, once again the small metal ball pressing harder against him, stimulating him even faster than normal. Then she took him all the way into her mouth, and began sucking slowly. Moments passed and she started to speed up. Her mouth moving faster and faster, taking him as deep as she could. For no reason at all, she moaned against him, the sensation nearly making him floor the gas pedal out of reflex. He eased off the gas though.
“Fuck, we should pull over,” Zack said in quick breaths.
Lisa didn't respond, but instead just continued what she was doing. He managed to pull the car over onto a dirt road, put it in park, and turn the lights off. He then threw his head back against the headrest. "Fuck..." he groaned. He had one hand gripping the handle on the roof of the car, and the other gripping the steering wheel. Again for no reason at all, she groaned against his cock, nearly sending him over the edge in climax. She suddenly stopped and pulled away. He leaned against the seat, breathing heavily. Lisa smiled up at him, then climbed into the backseat, in the corner behind the passenger seat.
“Damn girl,” he said, looking at her in the rearview mirror. He was frustrated at the denial.
She sat there, grinning. Zack then joined her, grabbing her and kissing her deeply The cool metal of his lip rings touched her lips. Moments were passing and clothes were being shed. "Zack, I'm keeping my shirt on..." she said as he tried to pull it off. "Sorry, I'm a little paranoid about someone driving by."
"Well someone could drive by and see my bare ass, do you think I'm paranoid?" he asked with a chuckle as he reached his hands up under her shirt and bra, cupping her breasts as his lips continued their assault on her neck.
“Zacky, I want you,” she whispered into his ear.
Without a word, he moved a hand down to her core, feeling the heat begin to radiate. He stared into her chocolate brown eyes, seeing the desire for his touch filling them as he teased her slit with his thumb. As his thumb played with her clit, she closed her eyes, leaning her head back, releasing a soft groan into the air. She welcomed a finger inside of her, sliding in slowly, rubbing against her inner walls. His finger prodded the sensitive bundle of nerves inside of her, washing waves of pleasure over her body. He pushed her shirt up just a bit before he trailed kisses down her stomach as he shifted to get into a comfortable enough position between her legs.
“You’re so wet, baby,” he whispered softly, sliding a second finger inside.
Lisa couldn’t respond, her breath caught in her throat as his tongue traced circles around her clit. Both collections of nerves became sensitive as he continued, pulsating waves of pleasure through her whole body. She could feel her thighs shaking from the increased pleasure. Her breathing became shallow and fast paced. The fingers of her left hand intertwined with Zack’s hair, and her other hand had a white knuckle grip on handle above the door behind her. She could feel her climax beginning to burn in the pit of her stomach, soon begging for release. Before it happened, Zack stopped.
“What the fuck?” Lisa whispered breathlessly, frustrated.
Zack came up to kiss her, first on the lips, then planting a soft one behind her earlobe. “You know why I stopped,” he whispered, his hot breath sending chills down her spine. “You did it to me.”
He sat in his seat like a normal person would sit in a car before grabbing his pants, pulling out his wallet, then pulling a condom out. She adjusted herself over his lap, straddling him as he rolled the rubber over his length. He held her hips, guiding himself into her. His hands stayed on her hips as she grinded against him, helping her move so he could get as deep as he could. She quickened her pace, a moan escaping every time his dick brushed against the sensitive nerves inside of her.
Beads of sweat formed on their bodies, the windows of the car steaming up slowly with their heavy breathing. Lisa continued to grind her hips into Zack, taking him as deep as she could. She intertwined her fingers in his hair again, pressing her body against his. His face was buried into her neck.
“Fuck, Lisa, you feel amazing,” he said breathlessly, his hot breath once again sending a wave of chills down her spine.
Both were breathless, and both could feel their climaxes forming deep in the pit of their stomachs, slowly climbing up. Zack groaned into her neck as he climaxed, filling the end of the condom with everything he had. A few thrusts later, Lisa tightened her grip on his hair, and one last thrust had sent her over the edge, her muscles tightening around Zack's dick. As she rode it out, she leaned her trembling body against Zack's, resting her damp forehead against his.
“Dang,” she said with rapid breaths.
Once her breathing returned to normal, she moved from his lap and both of them pulled their clothes back on. They stepped out to get some cool air for a second before getting back on the road.
“Now that was a great date,” Zack said.
Lisa smiled, turning to look at him. His hair dampened again with sweat, the moonlight gleaming off his wet forehead. “Tonight was great,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder.
Zack wrapped his arm around her again, grinning and just kept on driving down the road, silence and darkness enveloping the car. The only sound being heard was the wind blowing in the now opened windows, cooling them off. Why can’t date nights always be this fun?
10/8/13