Fragility of Youth

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Life is fragile. Human life even more so. and one person helping another should be in such abundance that no one slips thru the cracks……

and yesterday, a child of 21, sister of my oldest sons wife, my youngest sons good friend, killed herself – and it was such a careless loss

she had been down visiting for Christmas – happy it seemed to me when she was in our house x-mas morning – her and all my family close enough to where we talked to her at length (or tried) –– she was shy I could see and having dealt with the same, i tried to draw her out - and she would talk a little and i could tell how intelligent she was – she should have been easy to get to know; and to love – she had an easy smile, that was ready and waiting for anyone that could get her to raise her eyes – and they were such pretty eyes and it was a beautiful smile – and all the while others talked, those who knew her pain – her depression, her episodes, and drugs, and alcohol, and a boy - and everyone who had seen all the signs – someone should have known – they had to know more than me – of all the sorrows she had endured - of real & imagined things – but by me, they were unseen – she was the same age as my youngest son – and it was him that helped a friend at Christmas, for she was his friend, who he helped smile some – that made her happy for most of time she was in our house – and all the time they spent together up where her sister lived – where he goes to school – and now she is gone from all our lives – and there is nothing that should ever be bad enough to bring about this end – one family is destroyed, but far more families live with the pain – and its just such a fucking waste.

(and no condolences to me or my family is warranted – we didn’t lose all that others did – but here’s hoping you’ve all got someone to hug on tonight)

we all have that desire to control in us don’t we?

her panties are soaked, again, and all because of what she must do to him - because of his misbehavior - she knew it was time for a lesson - and it made her wet - and she knew he wouldn’t admit it, but he loved it when she was forceful - and she felt in the mood today - to tell him off, to make him mind his manners, to make him treat her the way she deserved - when he came in smiling, she told him to go stand facing the corner of the room - "right now!" - she didn't have to yell - she knew it was a command he wouldn’t ignore, for he knew what it meant - strip for her she told him, "slowly" - she took in every inch of him as his shirt dropped, followed by his pants and boxers - she loved it when he was naked - so she could gaze at his ass - it was hers, and he knew it, as did she - "do not move, do not turn around" she commanded - as she walked up behind him, she whispered "close your eyes"- and she grabbed his ass with both hands, squeezed it hard until she heard him moan - her nails left impressions where they had dug into his flesh - she ran her hands over his entire body - to feel his skin, the warmth of his body, his rigid cock hot in her hands - "no talking! i don't want to hear anything out of you right now" - she bends beside him, to pick up the belt from his pants - and kneeling, she leans into him, to kiss the marks she left on him - instead, she leaves another mark, as she bites into his cheek - he winces, his dick jumps in her hand, but he doesn't cry out...

she stands and runs the leather over his butt and down his legs - folding it in half, she snaps it together to make a loud cracking sound - he flinches and she whispers into his ear "bad boy! i told you not to move." - even as she finishes telling him, the belt slashes - landing on his ass - not as hard as it could have been really, but it makes a resounding smack - and although he flinches slightly, she notes the thing that moves most is his cock - twitching without being touched - hardening even more than it already was - she watches as the stripe on his ass appears - and tells him to turn around, reminding him to keep his eyes shut - slowly, she run the cool leather of the belt across his chest - down his stomach - up and down his dick, and begins lightly tapping him - along the shaft, and onto his balls - on the swelling head, just starting to leak - and then, just because she wants to, she takes the the belt and lashes him on the other cheek - she watches his cock twitch again, and is tempted to see how many swats it would take to make him lose control - but, after watching the red welt appear, she reminds him not to move and she walks away, into the kitchen - he hears her in the refrigerator - hears the microwave running, and begins to wonder if he will be forgotten...

soon she enters the room carrying a tray - he opens his eyes slightly when she places the tray down beside him - she sees him peeking - she takes hold of his dick, smears the precum around his cock head and reminding him hes not supposed to open his eyes, bites him - hard this time, on his chest - and as his dick jumps, she hears him groan - and feels his hand move to touch her - she bites him again harder, and releases his throbbing cock - "no touching" she tells him - she takes something from the tray and places it on his dick - cold and wet, the ice slides over him, chilling his swollen cock - what would seem to wilt him, makes his stiffer - another cube joins the first, and his dick is wet - cold - and she places the cubes in her mouth and takes his dick inside her - as he feels her mouth on him, he feels more ice being pressed in to his balls, running over the welts on his ass - the ice melts in her mouth as she services his cock - sliding his cock into her cold mouth, he feels himself grow closer and moans - she pulls off him, his dick twitching - bobbing in mid air trying to get back into the coldness - and again he feels the belt lash over his ass - "no noises out of you pet" - and his other cheek feels the lash - he hears her drinking something - noisily so he will know something is happening - the hot chocolate, hotter still in her cold mouth, is rich and tastes deliscious - and she enjoys it as it warms her mouth - and having drunk enough for its purpose, she takes a mouthful, leans forward and swallows his dick again...

the contrast between his cold dick and her hot mouth makes him pull away - but she grabs his cheeks and pulls him into her - another moan escapes him and she rakes her nails over his abused ass - he is silent again as she comes off him, takes more hot liquid in her mouth and begins to mouth his cock again - bringing him closer each second, her tongue swirling around the swollen head - her teeth lightly raking along his shaft - with her hands on his ass, she pull him deeper, shoves him to the back of her throat - swallows him the way he loves - she feels him push in, seeking his release - she feels his hands, as he grabs her hair, trying to be in control - but instead, she pulls away from him, picks up the belt and stands - "no touching - i told you not to do that" - a final lash reddens his cheeks once more - and with that, she leaves - and walking away, feels the slick wetness spread on her thighs - she waits for him in her bedroom, knowing he won't wait that long to follow her - walking to her room, he looks down to his dick, swollen, leaking - feels the sting on his ass, and rubs it tenderly - he stops at the door and asks permission to enter - on hearing her give it, he walks slowly to her and head bowed in contrition, stands beside the bed and waits for her instructions - he watches her, taking the belt, and wrapping it around him - surrounds his cock and balls - and she cinches it up tight - a low moan escapes him, and a disapproving look from her silences him as quickly - "not yet pet" she tell him - and then she stroke him, briefly - just for a second, but the blood engorged cock twitches with each touch - a large sweet drop of cum appears at the tip and she takes her time spreading it around the head - dark red, and swollen, each touch is ecstacy to him and he feels he will cum with one more touch - but she stops - her soothing voice tells him to kneel - and as always he complies with her wishes...

kneeling beside the bed, head bowed, he senses movement - and watches as she places her feet on either side of him - he knows she is sitting on the edge of the bed - her legs spread lewdly, her lips swollen with arousal - hoping she will allow him to service her- reaching forward, her hands find his nipples - "moan for me pet" and as she squeezes them, she hears what she wants - groans of pleasure - she watches his dick jump each time she pinches his nipples - and then he feels her hand in his hair pulling him forward, off of his heels - not toward her wetness, but towards her breast, so soft and warm - "nibble" she commands, and he spends many minutes paying homage to her - always directed by her hands in his hair - soft little nips at her nipples, hard and getting harder with each bite - his tongue flicks over the hardened nubs, and he hears her moans of approval - feels her stockinged feet in his groin, toying with his dick - still cinched tight, stiff and unbending - and she pushes it about, stroking him with her feet as she presses his face into her tit - she senses how close he is and she withdraws her foot - he feels her pushing his head - lower - towards her pussy - his tongue drags over soft skin, flicks at her belly button, and lower still...

her hands on his head, she leans back and pushes him towards her cunt - extremely wet, and hot - his goatee tickles over her clit and she pulls him hard onto her wetness, grinding his chin over and into her slit - his tongue piercing her pussy keeps her groaning - her body shudders as his tongue laps at her clit - long minutes pass as he pleases her - and then, her hand in his hair again, she pulls him off - she stands, above him, and walks forward - bending him backwards - she grabs the end of the belt, still wrapped around his cock and balls, tugging slightly as she goes - his head parallel to the floor, she steps over him, straddling his face, and lowers her wetness onto him - she says "service me good pet, and all i have is yours" - arched backwards, straining to stay in close contact with her cunt, he continues to eat his Mistress - long, slow strokes of his tongue - dipping into her fuck hole, lickin upwards, ending at her clit - again - and again - long groans escape her throat, as she pulls him hard into her - and grinds herself onto his mouth - minutes pass, and he feels her wetness on his face - and as she comes closer to cumming, he feels her pulling on the belt, tugging him closer to impending orgasm - she cums on his mouth - and as she throws her head back in release, she pulls - the feeling of her cum on his face, the throbbing of her cunt on his mouth, the squeeze of her thighs as she cums - they all combine to defeat him - one last tug on the belt and his cock spasms, long streams of cum erupt from his reddened cock - his moans into her cunt tells her that he has cum - she holds him against her as they both finish - then she releases him and climbs onto the bed - she looks at the mess hes made, and decides cleaning it can wait - "come to me pet" is all she says, and he climbs in beside her - and rests...

til you need me.

Not for puzzy - a continuation

and then he was gone – she reached down, under her skirt to touch herself – and found her panties wet – she could feel the fabric stretched by her swollen lips – and barely did she touch it, before she started to cum – and she leaned back in her chair, feeling the waves flow over her – as she felt the throbbing, she caught movement and looked up – standing at the door, he watched as she came and she came all the harder for it.

the next day came and that day, and the rest of the week – and every day he came in at lunch, talked to her about what he was going to do to her after work – and she felt her cunt get wet at his descriptions – she had no choice she thought, but as the week went on she began to enjoy it – every afternoon she sucked him off, licked his big balls, swallowed his cum – and after cleaning him, she learned to tuck him away – always hoping he would take her – but he would walk to the door, and turn and wait as her hand went to her wetness – she tried to tease him into finishing her – lewdly showing herself as she fingered her clit, her panties pulled aside – an invitation that was never taken – he watched and waited – and as she would begin to cum, he would walk off – leaving her – letting her moans follow him as he left for home – until friday.

on friday, after he had taken her mouth again, when he was dressing, with the thick taste of his cum still in her mouth, as she began to touch herself, he told her – that come monday, he wanted to add something new – a different twist, or two, maybe – and hearing this, she pushed her two fingers hard into her open cunt – told her she should be ready for him when he came in – and as he stood at the doorway watching, she came for him – so wet it would soak into her chair – and she felt excited, and wet, all weekend long in anticipation of the coming monday.

monday came and as the day dragged on and on, she kept wondering what the twist might be – her appearance on the surface was much the same, but underneath she had dressed as naughty as she dared – the too small demi cup bra that barely contained her breasts, the garter belt and nylons she felt made her long legs look even sexier, and the barely there g-string – she topped it with a dress much too slinky for the office, but she wanted nothing to interfere with whatever he had planned for after work – she felt sexy and when he came in at lunchtime he noticed – it was almost as if he could smell her excitement – and making sure they were alone in their part of the office, he told her to stand – she did as directed and he told her to raise her skirt – and although the door was still open, she again complied with his wishes – showing him her near nudity was almost as exciting to her as having the door ajar – at any minute someone could walk by and see her flaunting her nakedness to him.

his look was lustful, but controlled – and as he rose she saw it had affected him – the swelling in his trousers belied his indifference – he walked to her and told her to grab it – see how hard it was, to squeeze if she wished and to recall what it looked like – then after an all to short grab at his swollen dick, he walked away and left her with a remembered image – his cock, large and getting larger – and the rest of the afternoon dragged – the image she recalled, the feel of it beneath the cloth – and she was in a constant state of arousal for the rest of the day – so wet she had to check often to see if she had marked her dress – and then, after what seemed an eternity, the end of the day was upon her – as she hoped he soon would be.

after she saw the last of her employees leave, she thought perhaps he had left as well – she felt anxious – but as he walked through my door, it disappeared – it was replaced by concern as she saw the stern look on his face – he left the door open and walked over to her desk and sat on the edge in front of her chair – no words were needed for what he expected – until he reached for her – as surprise registered on her face, he grabbed her tits, hard – and she heard a hint of cruelty in his voice as he said she was dressed like a slut – his hands forceful on her, grabbing her breasts, squeezing her hardening nipples – each caress sent shocks into her, his touch seemed to bring her close to cumming – and he hadn’t even touched her naked flesh yet – her nipples throbbed from the rough handling, and as he pinched them both she felt herself close to exploding – her body arched, pushing her tits closer to the source of pain and pleasure she was receiving – she was so close and then it stopped – her eyes opened to find him looking at her – and his look told her it was her turn now – it was time to give him pleasure – to become his slut – and she welcomed it.

she eagerly unzipped and unbuttoned his pants - he lifted himself slightly from the desk and she slid them down and saw what she wanted – his long thick bulging cock, hidden by boxer briefs, but the growing wet spot at the tip made it plain to see he had enjoyed himself to this point – he grabbed her hair and pulled her to his groin – pressed her against his bulge, her lipstick smearing as she lightly bit the shaft thru the fabric – his groan told her he was pleased and she moaned into him, muffled as it was – anxious to get him in her mouth, she pulled down the waistband of his shorts, and slipped them under his balls – god what a package – his cock and swollen balls right there in front of her – she sucked his hardness into her mouth – she loved licking and sucking his big balls, and big, thick cock – he tasted fantastic, and she would have sucked him off all day if she could have manage it - sliding her mouth up and down his hard cock, she was in heaven, and his moans, groans, and urging her on told her that he loved it too – but after only a few minutes of sucking him, he pulled his wet cock out of her mouth – on his feet now, his hand in her hair, she looked at his sweet cock, wet and so slick – she wanted it back in her mouth!

before she could do anything to get it back, he pulled her to her feet and turning quickly pushed her onto the desk – oh god she thought to herself – she knew what the twist was – he was going to fuck her, and god she wanted him to.

A rising

she was half awake when she felt him stir - he had gone to bed first last nite and had slept against the wall - so she knew he would have to climb over her if he needed to get up - and he usually did - a full bladder made his going to the bathroom one of the first things he usually did - it also did something else to him - it caused that glorious morning erection she loved - he wouldnt know she was awake yet, and she felt him easing himself up and he slid over her - she felt his dick glide over her thigh - full and swollen right from the start - and as she remembered from on those mornings when he had taken her, it only got stiffer - sliding into her almost perpetual wetness yesterday morning as she lay sleeping - easing it in slowly - and soon he had filled her - filled her so that she stirred and came awake full of his cock . . . .

she opened her eyes slightly as he got out of bed - to watch him - she loved to watch him naked - nekkid he called it - the light from the approaching day provided enough light for her to see - his ass, white against his tanned body - she watched him as he stopped at the sink, turned on the tap water and washed some of the sleep out of his eyes - she watches as he brushed his teeth, and sees something thru his slightly spread legs - she stifles a giggle, as she notices his cock & balls - swinging - back & forth as he brushes his teeth - and as the room lightens a little more, she notices the pattern of 4 pale red claw marks - standing out against the whiteness on his right cheek - where she had marked him that first night - had made him drive into her hard - where she had made him hers . . . .

rinsing, he turns the water off and turns to walk toward the bathroom - she rolls away from him and she doesn't see him towel dry his face - or walk back towards the bed - as he slides into bed beside her, she feels him, his body slightly chilled against her warm flesh - feels his arm come around her - to pull her close against him - his hands cold as he finds space between the buttons of his shirt - the one she wears to sleep in - his breath sweet and fresh as he nuzzles into her neck - and she feels his hand moving down past the hem of the shirt, she hear him ask "and what was all that giggling about?" - and it is then that she feels him - as his dick slides against her - it was still hard . . . .

he had gotten up to brush his teeth and had come back to bed still full, still swollen - and as his hand settles between her legs, his fingers finding her slit, she hears him say "you're so wet already.." - his fingers toy with her, eliciting soft whimpers and she feels his arm wrap under her, pulling her tight against him - she feels his cock nestle between her cheeks, gliding across her moistness, her hips moving at his urging - her body is trembling, his touch so strong as he pushes his fingers into her, deep and hard - and she thrusts against them - slowly stroking - and each time she pulls back, away from the fingers, she feels more of his prick slide into her . . . .

"i love your pussy...so wet...so tight around me.." - the sensations his fingers create are joined as he pushes slowly into her - filling her - his breath, slow and even against her neck - his hand cupping her breast - teasing the rigid nipples, one then the other - she lays beside him, her heart's beating increasing as he slips deeper and deeper inside her - she squeezes him, her cunt constricting around him - the response she desires, a groan from his lips, a quick pulsing from his dick - and her first words; "more, i need more" . . . .

out with her friends

roger didnt know how they had come to this - he was by nature a trusting person - but margaret, megs, his wife, kept surprising him with her odd behavior - always going out with friends - being gone after work for an hour or two and not really telling him where she had been ("with friends" she would say) - making plans without him to go drinking with everyone - granted she always came home looking like she had a few too many - but he had no idea where she was when she was gone - and her friends at work always backed her up, saying she was with them - she was their friend he thought and surely they would watch out for her and not let her get in trouble - but he just seemed to have too many questions that always seemed to go unanswered - she hadnt ever been a big drinker when they met, and he had intimate knowledge of how she acted when she had a few too many - he remembered how wild she got after a few drinks, their daughter being the prime example, when they had become carried away just a little too often - hed never regretted anything about thelr daughter, the marriage for convenience, the putting on hold of "their" plans - for 7 years, nothing had made him smile the way she had when he watched her - just as he was going to watch her this evening.

her shower would be a short one - she needed to hurry to be ready to meet everyone - since going back to work with real people, away from the house, she had become more like her old self - all the things she felt she missed out on with the birth of lee - she loved her daughter so much, but she so enjoyed her nites out with the girls - laughing, carrying on, flirting with the men that always seemed to approach their table - she wasnt the prettiest of the girls there, but she still got the attention she needed - the attention she felt roger had stopped giving her - it felt nice to have the men look at her the way they did - and she felt a tingle as she felt the soapy washrag glide over her breasts and briefly imagined one of them touching her - wanting her - and as her hand stroked into her slippery folds, she remembered what had happened the last time she had gone out - and she rushed through the rest of her shower, in a hurry again to get finished and gone. and as she came out of the shower, she saw her husband in the room, watching her - and she wondered how long he had watched - what all had he seen.

roger had just come into the bedroom when he heard the shower being turned off - and so he sat down on the bed to watch her, to try and talk her into doing something as a family - it was saturday after all and it would be nice for all of them to go out - and when he heard about the reservations at the restaurant, and saw she wasn't going to change her mind, he contented himself with watching her get ready - he loved looking at her naked body - tall, shoulder length hair, her figure was as good as he remembered it ever being - her ass, that had drawn him to her to begin with, her breasts still firm and proud, skin taut and gleaming after her shower - and when she turned to begin dressing, and he saw her, shaved and pouty, he felt himself stir - and asked if there was time before she left - time for him - she didnt say no, but as pulled on her panties, he had her answer - as he adjusted himself, she adjusted her bra and got into the rest of her outfit - and defeated he walked to the other room to see what lee was up to, found her talking on the phone and went to get a beer from the fridge.

megs felt bad to have ignored his request, and almost felt like changing her plans for the evening - until she remembered last saturday and she hurried out of the house - the restaurant was crowded and they all stayed at the bar longer than normal - admiring glances had come her way - and one drink had soon become three - then a free drinks had been brought to them all, soon followed by a confidant man - he was older, handsome and he charmed not only her, but all the girls too - except shelly - the beautiful one of the group - used to being the one that men were after - but this time the man wasn't after her - he was charming megs - and as soon as the waiter came by, shelly pressed a $20 into his hand and told him to get them seated in a hurry - it was time to stop this romeo in his tracks - their table quickly opened and the five girls settled in for good times - and maybe later they could all go dancing - but they would have fun no matter what.

rogers evening changed an hour after margaret had left - megs!!! he loved the name margaret and rarely called her megs - not too long after opening his third beer, and getting dinner ready for them, lee had come to ask if she could spend the night at her friends house - and knowing how much she enjoyed her sleepovers, he thought it wouldnt be a bad idea - they ate dinner and got her ready to go - he had dropped her off within the hour - as he drove home he didnt worry about finishing the fourth beer he had brought with him - and since it was still kinda early, he stopped at the convenience store and bought a couple more - it was dark outside, and almost 3 hrs after megs had left him - horny and hard - he wondered what to do with the rest of his evening - maybe go home and surf the net - find that cam site he had stumbled on - resigned to it, he drove toward his house.

the drinks kept coming - someone was making a concerted effort to get the girls drunk - very drunk - and to keeping them that way - meg and shelly kept guessing it was the older man who had come on to them earlier, but couldnt see him anywhere - they got up together to make a trip to the toilet and looked for him as they walked thru the restaurant - megs sensed how drunk she had become and afterwards made her way outside for a breath of air - she found the outdoor bar cool and refreshing and relaxed - just for a minute - closing her eyes, she remembered last saturday - how she had been drunk then too, how good it had felt to have someone else besides roger devouring her cunt - she couldn't help but imagine how the older man would do.

roger nursed another beer as he drove carefully home - he didnt want to get busted tonight - luckily he was in an area that had little traffic - pretty much the only thing on this road was the restaurant he remembered as pretty good - nice steaks, cheap drinks - and as he drove, he remembered the activities he had seen on the cam site; the young women showing themselves so openly, husbands and wives playing together, the one woman who had draped herself over the arm of the chair to be taken by someone with a large cock - roger felt his arousal - he had another 15 minute to drive before he got home and suddenly felt another urge - he had to pee - badly.

megs thoughts strayed to what she had done - it had happened not far from where she sat - in the back of her suburban - she could feel herself getting wet as she remembered - the tongue slipping into her wet slit, the long fingers pushed deep inside her cunt , the teeth nibbling at her clit and the way . . . suddenly her eyes snapped open - someone was watching her, saw her arousal - amd a warm voice asked if she was alright - said maybe she should walk around for a bit so she would feel better - and she reached out her hand .

roger saw the restaurant almost as soon as he felt the urge to pee - he knew how drunk he was as he pulled into the parking lot - he drove to the back of the lot and found the darkest area he could find and quickly parked and got out to relieve his bladder - maybe he would stop for a few minutes after he thought - he found a convenient bush and ducked behind it to shield himself from the couple making their way to the row of cars nearby.

the hands steadied meg, and aroused her - strong fingers - they guided her into the back of her car, and after she settled back into the seat, they seemed to be touching her everywhere - and she felt them pulling at her panties, pulling her to the edge of the seat - she groaned loudly when she felt the tongue dig into her cunt.

he heard the groan almost as he finished peeing - somebody was getting some, as he felt his dick thicken - too drunk to realize it was his wifes suburban, roger looked in the window and stroking his cock, watched the womans cumming.

megs hand pulled hard on the head between her legs, into her wet cunt, the lapping tongue right where she needed it, stroking over her clit, sliding into her, again and again . . .

roger couldn't believe it, two women going at it - he was close to cumming when he heard an all too familiar scream.

meg came hard, her cunt convulsing on shelly's tongue . . . . .

its been too long

sitting in the truck, they were both quiet, the music sofly playing - sometimes lately words came so hard - finally she leaned over, he thought to kiss his cheek, but continued down til her head layed on his thigh -she turned slightly on her side, looked at him briefly and then closed her eyes - her hands lazily stroked his leg, his arms, while his stroked her hair, and touched at the union of her shirt and pants - he watched her, and thought of things - her fingers drifted over him, grazed his stomach and oh so briefly passed over his dick, accidentally to be sure, but it jumped when he felt it - and just then, his hand found a patch of skin, smooth and soft and he lingered, softly gliding over as much as he could reach without disturbing her.

she had felt him tense up as well, and could imagine why - it had been a long time for both of them - she felt such comfort when she was with him - so easy to be together - and she shifted slightly and her hand passed over him again - not so accidentally this time, but just a glance - she didnt linger, but felt it for the brief second - not rigid, but definitely as she remembered it - his hands continued their absent minded stroking - he had noticed her not so subtle glancing stroke, and his mind wandered, to their past, the things that had happened between them, and he felt himself swelling - and fingers traced slightly under her pants waist, and he felt her shift - he could reach her now - all of her if he wanted, and he just wondered if she wanted the same.

she seemed to stretch out, that tensing stretch we all do at times - and the arm she wasnt laying on reached out and, planned or accidentally, her hand landed right on him - swollen, straining against the pants fabric - and her fingers traced him, felt it pulsing, felt it jerk as she passed over the head - she grabbed it as well as she could, squeezing it, feeling it respond even more to her touch - his thoughts raced . . . here? now? but feeling her grasp him, his thinking stopped, he began reacting to her touch - his finger played over her breasts, the nipples becoming prominent as he stroked them, lightly pinching - and even this little caused a slight moan to escape her lips - his hand didnt stop there tho, squeezing her breasts, his fingers straying beneath the fabric to touch her now swollen nipples - and she shifted as well, her legs parting slightly, the hand she laid on finding his, holding it as he held her - her free hand, stroking him, from the head, down his shaft, and over his swollen balls and even then continued up to his pants button - and she tugged at it, got it loose and felt him rise off the seat to aid her.

his off hand tangled in her curls, his other reached downward for her - found her pants clasp, and with a flick it came apart - the sound of two zippers were evident in the cab of the truck and as she tugged the waistband of his short down, she felt his hand trace over her panties to find her mound - wet even now, but soon to get wetter - he toyed with her, his fingers playing at the edge of her panties, pushing in between her swollen lips - and as she felt him play, she reached down into his shorts - and grabbing his swollen cock, she eased it out - seeing his cock, large, slightly red, and leaking, she leaned in towards him - he felt her warm breath and looked down just as she licked at him - moans of approval came from both of them - and as she engulfed him with her mouth, his finger pushed into her - her wetness eased his way, and a second finger followed the first - her moan felt fabulous on his dick, and he tried again and again to make her moan - with great success its seemed, as she slid down onto him deeper and her moaning brought him closer.

realization of where they were brought him back to reality quickly, and as she continued stroking him, and bobbing her head, he looked around - and seeing no one, he contined his play, his fingers stroking over her clit as he pushed them into her - deeper each time - and stroking up as he withdrew, he played over her sex, itself swollen and so responsive - so long they had been without one another and she quickly felt him swelling, felt his tangled fingers tighten in her hair, and she moaned into him - seeking his release.

her pussy was squeezing his fingers and he felt her cunt pulsing around him - her tongue swirling around the head his cock did him in finally - all the sensations he had felt, the pleasures he was giving her, all combined to push him over the edge - she felt herself spasm around his probing fingers as he came - forcefully - and as she gripped his fingers inside, clamped her legs hard onto his hand, she came with him - loud groaning from them both, fainter with each breath - and slowly they knew it was at an end - not having the time normally taken to recover, he quickly tucked himself back in and she sat up next to him - smiling! having wanted, she had received - and she laid her head on his shoulder, quite content - she felt him looking at her, and still smiling, turned to him, kissing him - her lips alive; warm and soft - his arms went around her, pulled her to him and hugged her - hugged her close - one of his big hugs, and she felt comforted in his arms.

and they knew things would be okay.

it started out as a good day too!

my heart is in disbelief - what my mind has known for so long, my heart heard today

the lover i have known for these few precious years can no longer be mine - and as much as i knew it would one day come, to know it with finality is hard - not for the love lost, for it was never a love between us - it is a tearing apart of something that has meant so much to me since we found each other - of a comfort that we offered one another - we needed each other, and she no longer needs me - and as much as i want it not to be so, i cant talk her into doing anything but what it is she needs to do

and my heart is in pain - and when i talk to her, it breaks - and it is an empty feeling