First Roadside Fuck: Breaking Innocence Against a Tree
It’s Friday late afternoon in July. I pull up to VĂ©ronique’s apartment after work. She called earlier, voice teasing. Park by the kitchen window, as she asked. The window swings open. Wow. She’s leaning out, white lacy top plunging deep. No bra. Nipples poke the fabric. Heavy necklace dives between her full tits, begging to be touched. Heart races. My cock twitches instantly. ‘What’s this for, Pupucette?’ I stammer. She laughs. ‘Don’t you like it, Doudou?’ I approach, bulge growing. She leans more, cleavage spilling. I want to bury my face there. But bags first. Inside, she’s in a tiny white robe, mid-thigh, no panties. I dive in, nose between her warm breasts. Hands roam. She’s giggling, wet already. I kneel, lift the hem, kiss her mound, tongue her slick slit. Regretfully, we pack up. In the car, heading to my countryside house. Traffic thick, but we escape. She sheds her coat. Hand on my thigh. Mine on hers, skin smooth, no fabric barrier. Teasing higher. ‘Lucky this highway has a median,’ I say. Her tits nearly pop out. She laughs. I veer off to back roads, less traffic. Zigzag through green fields. A cyclist glances, smirks at her cleavage. We chuckle. Memory kicks in from teen bike days. Spot the narrow path. Pull in fifty meters. Engine off. ‘What now?’ she asks, curious. ‘This.’ I get out, open her door. Take her hand, lead to a tree. Press her against it. Kiss hard. Hands yank necklaces aside, mouth on her tits. She moans softly, fingers in my hair. Hand slides up her thigh, grabs bare ass. So soft. Lift her leg, fingers brush her wet pussy lips. She wraps around me. Heart pounds wild. No turning back.
Zipper down. Cock springs out, rock-hard, huge with need. Point it at her entrance. Gland slips in easy, she’s soaked. She bucks forward. I thrust deep into her hot, tight cunt. Tongues tangle. Arm under thigh, hand squeezing ass, finger teasing her back hole. Other hand kneads her breast. I pound frantic, animal. She claws me, bites my neck. Fingers scoop her juices, smear on her asshole. Push in halfway. ‘You bastard,’ she gasps, eyes wild. Deeper now, finger fucking her ass while cock rams her pussy. She screams into my mouth. Tension builds, balls tight. Can’t hold. Explode inside her, cum flooding hot, thick spurts. She trembles, digs teeth in, cums with me. Waves crash. Collapse against the tree, spent.
The Approach
Panting, she lifts her head. ‘You’re a little bastard.’ I grin. ‘And you’re the ultimate tease.’ She smiles, eyes sparkling. Knows she loves it. Back in the car, she’s chatty, thrilled. Promises to stay dressed like this all weekend. More fun ahead. That path marked us. Her walls crumbled. No more holding back. Innocence shattered in raw, perfect lust. Adulthood hit hard, sweet.
