The Beautiful Mistake Pt. 04 by Solitude_for_Two
Explore passion and desire in 'The Beautiful Mistake Pt. 04' erotic sex story. Follow the sensual journey of two lovers as they explore their deepest desires in this steamy tale. Get lost in the heat and intensity of their encounters. Read now!<br/>
“So, where are we going?”
Chloe has just climbed into the passenger seat. It’s wrong. Neither of us should be here. But I have never been more excited in my life.
“I know a place,” I tell her, putting the car in drive. “It’s about an hour away.”
And we’re off.
“I love the new car,” she tells me.
“Thanks, but it’s only a rental. Mine’s in the shop.”
“Do you always rent fancy man cars like this?”
“It’s a BMW and no, I had to pay extra for this.”
“And you did this for me?”
“Oh, honey,” I say as I accelerate up the highway entrance ramp, “I did this for me.”
I want to speed down this highway at ninety-five, but keep it between seventy-five and eighty. Getting pulled over might mean a ticket, and a ticket might mean questions from Jen.
Chloe pulls an aux cord out of her bag and hooks into the sound system. I hear a familiar beat and I smile. She and I both have an affinity for Gorillaz. We discovered our common fandom a couple years back when she was over at the house for a slumber party with Lena. We stood in the kitchen talking about them for half an hour. In retrospect, that may have been the first time we struck a vibe, a mutual attraction. From the fact that she’s playing them now I deduce she felt the same way.
At that time, I would have never believed that one day she would be sucking my cock in that very same kitchen. That she would one day willingly, enthusiastically become mine to play with as I please was merely a thought of pure fantasy, not something that would or could actually happen. Yet now we are about to spend an entire night in isolation together and I am going to do such things to her…
“So,” she asks, “ever get road-head before?”
I laugh. Jen and I have a whole thing about road-head. She loves doing it. She doesn’t as much as she used to, but for a while she did it almost every time we got on a relatively empty highway.
“I have. Have you ever given it?”
“Brian asked me to once, but then he kept getting nervous we’d be caught and telling me to stop. Plus the way his car’s interior was, it was pretty awkward. The console got in the way. This car though, it’s like the designers had road-head in mind when making it.”
“Well, if you want to try it out, I certainly won’t stop you.”
The thought of those plump cupid’s bow lips around my cock has already got me hard as rebar. I push the lever on the side of my seat to pull back and make more room for her. With a gleam in her eyes, she unbuckles and turns toward me in her seat, pulling up her legs and getting on her knees. She leans forward and reaches for my belt.
“Be sure to take it easy,” I caution her. “Keep it casual. You don’t want me too distracted.”
“I know, I know,” she says, almost to herself, as she undoes my pants and grabs my waistband.. “We got a lot of time together, no need to get crazy right away.”
My thoughts exactly.
She pulls the waistband down and takes hold of my quivering cock.
I hear 2-D sing through the speakers:
I ain’t happy, I’m feelin’ glad
Chole takes one long, slow suck of my head.
I got sunshine in a bag
My breathing shifts. I gulp.
I’m useless, but not for long
She goes lower.
the future is comin’ on
My grip on the steering wheel tightens. She goes lower.
is comin’ on is comin’ on is comin’ on is comin’ on
She starts bobbing her head to the beat as the rap break begins.
Finally someone let me outta’ my cage
Now time for me is nothin’ cuz I’m countin’ no age
Her lips moved effortlessly up and down my shaft.
Naw I couldn’t be there, now you shouldn’t be scared
I’m good at repairs, and I’m under each snare
I keep my eyes focused on the road ahead.
Intangible, bet you didn’t think so I command you to
Panoramic view, look I’ll make it all manageable
She pulls back and lets the tip of her tongue dance lightly on my frenulum. It is a novel sensation and my body twinges in response. She giggles and goes back to bobbing.
Picture you getting down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse…
“Have you been practicing?” I ask.
She lifts her head and gives me a mischievous smile as she strokes me.
“There’s this guy down the hall from me. I let him fuck me once. I think he thought he was in some sort of contest to see how fast he could come. But he’s got a beautiful package, so now I just go over to his place and blow him sometimes.”
That undeserving S.O.B.
“What a lucky boy,” I say.
“You jealous?”
“That depends. Why do you blow him?”
Her smile broadens.
“So I can be better for you.”
She lowers her head and gets back to it.
Every cloud and sea, you see with your eyes
I see destruction and demise, corruption in disguise
From this fuckin’ enterprise, now I’m sucked into your lies
She keeps it up for two more songs. But then we hit a pocket where there are too many other cars around, so she sits in her chair again and I put myself away.
“You got many other practice fellas?” I ask her. I’m mad at myself for doing so.
“Not really,” she says. “It’s not like I’m some slut who fucks all comers all day. I do have other things to take up my time, it being, you know, college and all.”
“Fair enough.”
“Plus Jazlyn bought me this big veiny dildo as a joke once, but I’d say my relationship with it has become quite serious.”
“Jazlyn, really?”
“Oh yeah, Jazlyn has about the dirtiest mind in the world.”
“I guess that doesn’t surprise me.”
Chloe leans back.
“Really? Why is that?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I answer, unsure of why I’m slightly nervous. “I guess I’ve noticed she can be… flirtatious. She’s a flirt!”
“She certainly is.”
We exit the highway and Chloe looks confused as we drive through a tiny nothing-town with a single gas station that looks like it might fall over. Then I take a left onto a dirt road and we head into the woods. It’s late March and all the trees are covered in small buds, bringing green back into the landscape.
“It’s beautiful,” she says.
We pull onto a narrower dirt road, then another, until at last we come to a long dirt drive. I pull in and drive around a bend in the drive, revealing our destination.
“A tent?” she asks.
“It’s a yurt.”
“Which is just, like, a big tent?”
“Basically. Though I’d say it’s more like a cabin and a tent had a baby. I assure you, it’s quite comfortable inside.”
“You’ve been here before?”
“A few times, years ago. My buddies and I would come here to trip on mushrooms.”
She gets excited.
“Are we doing that?”
“No, no. That would occupy most of our time, and we have other things to do.”
“I guess you’re right.”
“I did bring some fucking fantastic weed, though.”
“Yay!”
I park and we step out of the car. The clean, moist air of the woods is refreshing. A cloud moves, releasing the sun’s light upon the clearing. It feels warm on my skin. I pull my shirt off.
“Getting right to it already?” she asks with a giggle.
“I just wanted to feel the sun. There’s no one else out here for miles.”
“Well, in that case…”
Chloe pulls her shirt up and over her head. There is no bra underneath, just her ample, firm breasts. Her pale skin glows in the sunlight. She turns and bends over to drop her pants, like girls do in porn. There’s no underwear either. My eyes move from her tight calves to her toned thighs, finishing at her shapely bottom. She turns back to face me with a massive grin upon her face. She does not approach me, however, but walks backward toward the center of the clearing, her arms spread wide, as though she wants to feel as much of the sun and breeze as possible. Her breaths are long and deep, each one subtly shifting her abs and chest. Sunlight dances on her every curve.