Page 37 of Twisted Hearts

The short hike we’d taken took us into the cluster of trees, but didn’t completely hide us as I was still able to see parts of the motorcycle. Aaron found a small clearing lined with leaves and grass among the trees, the spot I hoped he was about to fuck me in.

He shrugged off his black leather vest and spread it across the grassy part of the ground. Part of the ocean was still visible from our location and we were close enough to the highway, that I could hear cars passing although the trees blocked them from my view. The sound of the ocean massaging the beach’s edges was our music. Chirping birds and singing insects added to the natural harmony.

When Aaron flicked the button lose and snatched the zipper down on his jeans, I started tugging at my own jeans. An urgent pang of lust shot to my core when Aaron’s dick popped out of his boxers. My eyes landed on the splendid piece and didn’t moved as I continued to take down my pants and panties.

I was so hypnotized by Aaron’s dick that he walked up to me, gripped my shoulders, and urge me back towards the vest he’d laid out. He hadn’t bothered with taking his shirt off and neither did I because the parts we needed most had been set free.

My bare ass kissed the inside lining of Aaron vest, which was large enough to keep my back and ass off the grass. I didn’t have to worry about my legs, they were going to end up around Aaron’s back or over his shoulders. As hot as he’d gotten me, I didn’t care where he put my legs as long as he was between them.

He kneeled in front of me and my legs fell apart. His gaze locked with mine, watching me as I sat up on my elbows watching him through hooded eyes. He inched closer and I spread my legs wider. If someone exploring this area walked along or drove down that small dirt road we’d driven on, they’d likely spot Aaron and me about to fuck, and I didn’t care.

He placed one hand on my knee before letting the other slide down the inside of my thigh until his fingers splayed my lips and circled my clit. I gasped at the first erotic touch and my breath hitched when his thumb slid across and pressed against my nub.

“Good girl, you’re already wet for me,” he stated, his gaze as heavy with lust as mine was.

When his fingers left my throbbing, wet, hot core, he angled his body so that the swollen head of his dick kissed my clit. Then, he inched closer so that the head pressed and teased my clit sending hot sparks of pleasure racing up my back.

Leaning forward made his dick slide downward and into my sopping wet heat. He didn’t force his movements nor was he in a rush to plunge into me. He eased his dick in with one long thrust that caused every muscle in my body to clench so tight I thought they’d snap.

“Fuck!” fell from my mouth before my teeth sank deep into my bottom lip. My head fell back onto the grass as my finger sought any part of his body to hold on to. When he pushed as far as he could go, he gritted his teeth, forcing air between them before he eased back out of me and plunged forward. He repeated the action until he’d gotten all the way in, gasping as hard as I was heaving.

Once he had a good rhythm going, Aaron leaned down and covered me with his hot body. The weight shift made me feel the impact of his hard thrust and sent his dick probing deeper. I don’t know how my legs had ended up draped around his muscular back, but there they were riding the rhythm of his movements.

“You have no idea how much I missed this pussy,” Aaron husked out. His hot words added fuel to my blazing lust as his warm breath floated over my face. A strong hand slid up my thigh, gripping it in a tight hold as his thrusts grew more urgent and forceful. My heavy breathing kicked up a notch, keeping pace with Aaron’s dominating movements.

My mind had fallen so far into the pleasure Aaron powered into me, that I didn’t notice the grip he had on my thigh had been transferred to my ankle. He dragged my foot away from his back and with my ankle in his tight hold, he lifted my leg, opening me even wider. His attempt at repositioning me hadn’t interrupted his lustful movements.

My leg continued upward until my inner thigh rested against his bicep, my foot flapping in the wind with each hard thrust he delivered. With his strong arm under the back of my knee, I wasn’t going anywhere, not that I intended to anyway. When he reached down for the other leg, I thought he’d raise it as well, but his hand stopped at my hip and his fingers dug into my warm flesh.

“Fuck!” he growled as he started to pound harder, his flesh smacking against mine as his dick tunneled deep inside me, taking my breath away. When Aaron started dropping F-bombs, I knew he’d found the most intense pleasure zone, which always ended up being mutually beneficial.

“Shit. Aaron. Oh God. Fuck!” Between my shits and fucks, I was saying shit that didn’t make any logical sense. I had no idea how long we’d been fucking, but he had my body on the verge of blowing up and lighting those damn trees on fire. I didn’t care that we were outside in broad daylight. I didn’t care if someone walked onto the beach and saw us. I didn’t care if someone could hear us screaming and vocalizing our pleasure.

Deep breaths hissed out of my mouth as I took his hard pounding, savoring the feel of him driving his dick deep inside me. He’d long forgotten about the plan he’d had in mind for my other leg. One leg lay over his powerful arm and the other remained splayed at his side as I clawed his back and sucked on his tongue when he slid it into my open mouth.

I gasped for both air and at the fierce pounding my body had no choice but to take. When my mouth ended up at Aaron’s ear, I couldn’t help releasing a few hot words of my own. “You said you missed this pussy, but I missed this dick more.”

“Fuck, Megan. Shit. You’re going to make me cum,” he breathed out through gritted teeth as his fingers dug deeper into my hip in a bruising grip. I writhed under him as my body started to tremble. The anticipation of my orgasm drove me so close to the edge, I was ready to jump. I held back as much as I was able to, not wanting this sinful goodness to end.

My desire to stretch this scene out was washed away by the haze of pleasure that swept over and through me until I fell over a cliff of shameless madness. My body shattered as fragments of my mind clung to reality, but lost the battle at keeping me sane.

Aaron’s dick was so large that sparks of pain was always entwined with my pleasure. I was starting to think the pain was a necessity that the pleasure couldn’t exist without. That I wouldn’t enjoy the intoxicating mixture if both didn’t course through me while Aaron’s dick stretched me to my limits, to the point that was one notch from breaking me.

Aaron roared into my ear as he pulled me into his chest so tight, I could hardly breathe. He’d dropped my pinned leg and had gotten both his strong arms under my shoulders as he tugged my body down to meet his hard thrust. The moment I thought I’d passed out, he shuttered and came so hard that his body froze for a moment before his pounding thrusts returned to complete the mind-numbing experience.

We lay there for a minute, recovering and enjoying the feeling of being connected to each other. The warmth and afterglow of our sex was the most relaxing experience in the world. When Aaron tried to inch out of me, I stopped him. “Just a little bit longer. I love feeling you inside me.”

The comment lit up his face, making him smile. When he shifted back into place, snuggling closer, I could feel his semi-hard dick tickle my walls. Still breathing heavy, our chests pounded against each other’s as we lay there in the moment, not talking but just breathing and allowing our warm breaths to float away into the wind.

Only when my legs started to ache from the position they had fallen into at his sides, did I loosen my grip on Aaron and allowed him to take his dick out of me and get up. He staggered up to a standing position and I sat and shamelessly watched him tucked his dick back into his boxers before he pulled his jeans up. Once he’d finished, he reached a hand down to assist in pulling me to my feet.

Since we didn’t have anything to clean ourselves with, I slid my damp ass back into my panties and jeans, wobbling the entire time on sex-weakened legs. It wasn’t until Aaron reached down for his vest that I saw that our juices had been smeared all over the inside of it.

Aaron raised the vest and took a glance at it before he threw it on over his long-sleeve shirt. I guess it didn’t matter, we were both soaked in each other’s juices anyway.

We hiked back to Aaron’s bike slower than we had hiked into the woods, but we were smiling, happy, and satisfied.

No words were exchanged between us on the ride back to Aaron’s truck. We simply enjoyed the beautiful scenery laid out for us as we cruised.

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