Truckstop

He saw the shudder of her shoulders and he picked her up off the floor and set her on his lap. He hugged her gently, whispering, "It will be okay."

He pulled her head down to his shoulder and said, "Go ahead, cry, get it out, I will hold you while you do."
 
Squeaking in alarm when she was suddenly scooped up and placed on his lap, his arms forming a firm but gentle circle around her. With her legs dangling to the side and her one breast caught against his chest, she felt helpless as he whispered that it would be okay. She had to blink rapidly to keep the tears at bay thinking that it would never be okay.

Tucking her even further against his body, he gently pressed her head to his shoulder and encouraged her to cry. Sniffling against her desire to give in and do just that, she tried to keep back the flood of tears that wanted to spill forth. She hated to cry. Felt it a sign of weakness, and one that she probably couldn't afford with this man. Unfortunately, it felt too nice to have someone offering her solace, even if it was the person responsible for her situation, and soon she was crying silently against his shoulder.
 
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He sat there quietly allowing Kira to cry. He figured she had a lot of emotions to work through and guessed none of it was easy on her.

Except the act of sex.

While she seemed to enjoy that we'll enough she certainly wasn't that way soon after. He wasn't going to pretend he knew what she was going through but he was willing to bet she would never be the same no matter how it ended.

He felt her tears fall onto his shoulders and he kept her in place, his hand smoothing her back gently.
 
She wasn't sure how long they sat there with her cuddled against his chest and her sobbing like a baby, but eventually the tears stopped even though a small hiccuppy shudder would occasionally go through her frame.

While the cry had made her feel a little better, she certainly didn't feel any less confused and she stayed quiet, hiding her face against his wet shoulder. His fingers never stopped stroking her back, and eventually her breathing calmed, taking on a similar rhythm.
 
He felt her settle down and kissed the top of her shoulder. His hand still stroking her calmly. He softly hummed a song, something old and country as they sat.

He was basking in the silence between them and more so the relaxation he felt in her body. For here and now she was not being defensive or afraid.

Softly he asked, "Are you better now?"
 
She felt the brush of his lips against her shoulder and marveled at it. He hadn't gone this long without showing that scary side of him unless... Her thought trailed off, not wanting to acknowledge that he had only lasted as long when he was either screwing her or prepping her to be screwed. No! She didn't want to think about that. It would only get her agitated, and she'd probably do, or say something that would upset him, and she didn't want to upset him.

Are you better now?

Her voice was muffled against his shoulder as she replied, "Yes... sorry..."
 
He nodded and gently placed her in the floor next to him and returned to his work. He continued on the design for about another two hours his attention on the screen. He was acutely aware of the red headed beauty next to him but did not allow her presence to distract him from work.

Though he did muse that if she started playing with his cock it may well pull him away from it.

At the end of two hours he saved the work and locked the computer. He looked down at Kira and caressed her face softly again. "Come on, let's show you around the property. "
 
Kira was alarmed when he made to remove her from his lap, wondering what she had done wrong and what kind of trouble she was in for now, but apparently he had decided she was sufficiently calm enough that he didn't have to baby her anymore. She sank back on her heels, unsure what he expected her to do, but after a few minutes it was apparent that he was totally wrapped up in whatever he was doing on the computer.

Since she wasn't certain how far she was allowed to move around, she eased into a sitting position, wrapping her arms around her knees and pulling them in towards her chest. She rocked back and forth for a bit before getting bored and releasing her knees to pick at her nails.

She'd occasionally peek up at him, trying to understand what he'd been thinking when he had snatched her and what he planned on doing with her. 'Besides fucking,' the snarky voice inside her head said. Again, she cut off any thinking on that subject, squirming slightly on the floor. She drew her legs back up and went back to rocking mindlessly for goodness knows how long.

Kira jumped when he caressed her face, looking up at him when he spoke of showing her around his property. She wasn't sure if he meant inside and outside, but was eager to do something more than sit on her backside.
 
He stood and headed out of the office with a "Follow me, please."

He lead the way down the hall and back into the living area. He opened the door that led to the wrap around porch, which in southern Missouri was usable for nine months of the year. The other three, the temperatures were so high that it was really uncomfortable, despite the ceiling fans and the mister.

He stood on the smooth tile and waited for Kira to catch up. "I live on 130 acres of which 30 is water, and 70 is woods. There are four wheeler trails that wind through the woods and I spend probably two weeks a year just keeping them clear."

He pointed to another shed, "There is a four wheeler in there, one of these days I will take you out on it."

Pointing across a pond that sat at the front of the house with a floating dock leading to a gazebo, "That way is the closest neighbor, about two miles."

He stepped off the porch and said, "Come on, let's sit on the pond a while."
 
Kira watched with a certain level of bemusement when he pushed himself away from the desk and strode out of the room without as much as a look behind after delivering his 'follow me' command. She hesitated a moment unsure if she was supposed to continue crawling or not. Biting her lip in indecision, she figured it would be safest if she did so and scooted along the floor after him.

Looking ahead of her, she saw him standing at what she thought was his front door and figured they were going outside after all. She paused at the idea of going out naked, but then continued since he was as naked as she was although she took great pains to avoid looking directly at him for that very reason.

Her heart sank when she heard had big his property was, figuring the chances were now pretty slim of someone popping by and discovering her presence. 'Yeah, explains why he seems to think clothing isn't necessary,' she thought.

Assuming it was okay to get to her feet to track where he was pointing, she gingerly pushed herself up with a silent groan. A little frown appeared at the mention of how far it was to his neighbor's, but she tried to shrug away the disappointment. Someone surely would come by sooner than later, right?

Come on, let's sit on the pond a while.

Again there was a moment of hesitation before she followed him, wondering what was going on behind that taciturn expression of his.
 
He walked down the pier to the gazebo that was some thirty feet into the lake. Along the outside edge of the gazebo were benches angled to fit the octagonal shape of the cedar structure.

He sat and pointed to a spot in front of him, between his legs. He spread his arms out along the back of the bench, and said, "This is my favorite spot here. The water is cooling, and warming, at the same time. I eat out here probably five times during the week."

The relative silence was something he found soothing, especially when he had a particularly difficult issue to work on. The issue at hand was approaching at that moment and settling, slowly, into the spot he indicated.

He looked at her and he said, "Beautiful, right?"
 
Feeling exposed in the wide expanse, Kira reluctantly followed him towards the water. She had never been outside fully naked before, and couldn't understand how he could be so nonchalant about the whole thing. Heck, she hadn't even participated in the senior class prank during exam week because the thought of streaking naked across the football field made her nauseous.

Arms wrapped protectively across her middle, she stopped when he sat down, watching as he indicated for her to sit down before him. The idea of sitting between his spread thighs gave her some concern, but it abated slightly when he leaned back, arms stretched along the back of the bench.

This is my favorite spot here. The water is cooling, and warming, at the same time. I eat out here probably five times during the week.

Looking over the relatively still water, Kira could understand why he liked the spot, although she wondered if his nudity was only due to her presence or if it was a regular occurrence. Not wanting to invoke his ire again, she edged closer before sinking gracefully into a seated position on the deck in front of him, turning her back to him while taking care not to actually press against him.

Beautiful, right?

She could feel his eyes on the back of her head, as she looked out over the water again. "It's peaceful...," she offered.
 
His eyes went up and down her spine from ass to hair. He reached out and stroked her hair gently, raking his fingers through it. The silkiness of her hair sent a chill through his arm and straight down to his cock which began to stir.

His hands traveled under her arms, and he picked her up and sat her on his lap. He took each leg and put it outside his own legs, spreading her open. He trailed his fingers up and down her thighs from knees to just below her pussy.

His voice was soft and warm, "What are you going to go to school for?"
 
She flinched ever so slightly when she felt his fingers initially touch her hair, thinking her was going to clutch it in a painful grip again, and ended up sighing softly when he simply drew his fingers through it. From her hair to her shoulders, his palms slid over her skin, causing little goosebumps to form.

Gasping in surprise when he picked her up and pulled her onto his lap, Kira bit her lip when she saw how he arranged her legs. She had already felt exposed enough coming outside naked, but to sit in his lap with her thighs spread for potentially anyone to see made it a hundred times worse.

She shivered as his fingers glided up and down her thighs with long, unhurried strokes that came close to the junction of her legs, but never quite reaching there. She couldn't tell if he was doing it on purpose or not, and was reluctant to say anything.

What are you going to go to school for?

Forcing herself to look away from what he was doing, she tried to remember his question. "Wha? Oh, um, finance or accounting I think...."
 
His hands continued their slow journeys, one on her thigh, the other across her stomach, caressing the silky smooth bottom of her tits. He nibbled on her ear, whispering, "I have always wanted to have sex out here."

He cupped a tit his fingers catching her hardening nipple and squeezing firmly. His cock met the back of his hand as he played with her labia, spreading her lips slightly. "Go ahead," he whispered his lips fluttering across her ear lobe. "Play with my cock. "
 
Somewhere in the back of her mind, there was a little voice warning Kira that she should steel herself against the warm fingers moving slowly over her body as if they had every right to, but they had such a calming effect after her awful morning that she purposefully closed her mind to the warnings. It wasn't until he whispered in her ear about always wanting to have sex out where they sat that she realized that the lazy meandering of his hands was intentional, but by then it was too hard to fight against the lulling effects.

Her mouth opened in a small surprised circle when strong fingers caught her nipple in a firm pinch, feeling something tug deep within her core. She felt it again when he played along her slit, his fingers nudging her lips apart. 'Oh no,' she thought recognizing her body's reactions for what they were - excitement, pure lustful excitement.

Go ahead. Play with my cock.

Her trembling fingers reached forward without thought before she realized what she was doing. Her lips tightened in an effort to regain some of her good senses. How could she mindlessly respond to someone she didn't know like that?! If she did as he bade, he was going to fuck her outside where anyone could see them. He's going to do it regardless of whether I help or not...

Telling herself that she was only trying to keep him from hurting her again and not because she liked any part of it, she reached forward once more and ran her fingers lightly over him.
 
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He moaned as her fingertips ran across the tip of his cock. As she reached farther down with her right hand. Her left hand played with the ridge and crown of the head, sending minor tremors through his body. Those were magnified when Kira's right forefinger traced the veins in his cock, going from head to ball sack and back a different vein.

His body quiver, or strummed like a guitar string, as her hands played a delicate song through his body.

His hand continued it's journey across her breasts, pausing briefly when he came across her nipples to pinch them, pull them and twist them.

The middle finger of his other hand pressed against her opening, and found it beginning to heat up, and liquefy.

All four hands found a rhythm; their bodies reacting slowly and surely in the most natural of ways. Their breathing became shorter gasps and gales, the steady breath forgotten in the intimacy of what was going on.

Crickets filled the afternoon air with their on mating calls. The sun warmed the air and a slight sheen of perspiration sickened her back, or his chest.

He leaned forward his mouth finding the slope between her neck and shoulder where he kissed, then nipped at her gently. He was not sure who shuddered in pleasure, him or her, or maybe it was the rocking of the pagoda; but, he was sure her pussy immediately flooded with a warm liquid which began seeping out as he pressed in. Over and over his middle finger pressed into Kira, coaxing her excitement out if her.

When he thought her ready he whispered, "Guide me into you." He then lift her up and as her hand wrapped around his meat staff, he lowered her slowly onto it, splitting her in two again.
 
Trying to ignore the fact that they were sitting outside naked for all the world to see, Kira leaned forward to be able to reach more of the massive cock between her legs. She had never really had time with Tommy to do much more than fumble around in a dark corner in his parents' basement, so it was fascinating for a chance to run her fingers across his length, exploring its turgidity without fear of discovery by scandalized parents.

Her fingers skimmed over his heated flesh, feeling the way he moved under her from time to time and making a mental note of the areas that seemed to be particularly sensitive. She wondered if those areas were true for every guy or just her captor because of his enormous size, but she didn't want to break the silence.

Except it really wasn't silent as they slowly played with each other, drawing softly exclaimed responses that left no doubt in her mind how things were going to conclude. It was wrong the way this stranger seemed to know just how to touch her, but there was something so deliciously arousing in the build up of heat, something that enticed her to keep going.

Shivers ran through her when he nuzzled and then nipped the side of her neck, his chest hard against her back. Almost immediately he changed from the teasing forays along her slit to an incessant probing between her lips, and to her embarrassment she realized how incredibly wet she had become. She tried to fight back her body's responses, but it was too late and soon he had her squirming and making mewling noises.

Guide me into you.

There was no thought to refuse the whispered command, her fingers immediately encircling him. Her insides practically quivered in anticipation when she felt his hands reach her waist and lift her effortlessly. Somehow she managed to hold her hand steady enough such that there was no missing when he slowly lowered her onto his manhood, causing a long drawn out moan to spill forward as she felt herself trying to stretch to accommodate his size.
 
She may never love him he knew. He'll he may never love her. But he would always love her for that moment in time as she slowly sank onto his turgid member. Bit by but he filled her and for the second time in his life, and the second time in as many days, he sheathed himself completely with a woman.

The feeling of her pussy resting flush against him was something he had never imagined. She began to raise up and he put his hands across her hips. "No yet," he whispered breathlessly. "You will know when to move."

His hands traced across her torso and cupped her tits. He massaged them gently, yet firmly, an erotic breast cancer exam if you will. Continuing his adoration of her breasts he began kissing up and down her neck. Slowly, languidly, yet somehow hungrily and urgently his mouth left a trail of saliva.

He felt her hips rotate and he dropped one hand between her legs. Finding her hard nub he began playing with it coaxing it from it's fleshy hood. As Kira began to move, tremble, he bit her neck and pinched her clit.
 
Inch by inch, Kira felt herself slowly sink onto her captor's cock, until she half feared he'd end up poking through her stomach. Her head, thrown back in response to the pleasure-pain, rested against his his chest, trapping her long hair between their bodies. Assuming he'd want to get down to business of fucking her, she started to raise up, only to be stopped by a firm hold on her hips.

Not yet. You will know when to move.

She was confused by the words whispered so softly against her ear that she almost missed them in the catch of her own breath when she realized that she had taken every blessed inch inside her. 'How the hell would I know when to move?' she thought grumpily.

Unlike before, however, he seemed to be in no hurry as his hands skimmed across her torso, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She looked down to see him cup her breasts, squeezing them before running his thumbs in counter-circular motions across each nipple.

It was wrong... It had to be... to enjoy the way he filled her.... to like what he was doing to her... especially as his lips began moving on her neck, causing her eyes to flutter closed. Oh yeah... So very wrong.

Wrong or not, her body didn't seem to care that she was stark naked outside on some stranger's cock as it began to unconsciously shift, knowing that it would feel so much better if she were to rotate her hips just a little. Doing so only made her want to move more, and she swiveled her hips again and again, her lips opening soundlessly at the pleasure.

She moaned when he suddenly reached between her open thighs and began playing with her clit, drawing slow circles designed to surely make her lose her mind. 'Oh god, it felt so good. So very good,' she thought as she began moving her hips a little faster.

Everything he had been doing had been so slow, so gentle as he circled her clit, flicked across her nipple and kissed along her neck. Perhaps that's why it was such a shock when he suddenly simultaneously bit her neck and pinched her clit, causing her to cry out and her hips to buck wildly.
 
He felt incredible. There was no moment in time that was quite as excellent as this very moment was. Kira's hips began firing in every direction imaginable and seemingly simultaneously. His cock flailed about inside the very snug confines of her pussy and his eyes rolled up into the back of his head.

Turns out that sex is incredible; you just have to find the right person. Or the right vagina.

His hands barely kept up their end of the deal and he allowed Kira's actions drive them both toward their mutual satisfaction. "Yes," he whispered hotly into her ear, "Faster, Kira. Fuck us both faster. "
 
It had to be the most surreal moment of her young life. She had always been sensitive to the sun with her fair coloring and she could feel its rays radiating down, licking along her skin and leaving her tingly. While inside... oh dear God, inside she didn't think there was a single inch of her that wasn't being filled by him, stretched by him.

Her head came back to rest against his hard chest again, and Kira's mouth fell open as soft moans of pleasure escaped with each undulation of her hips. She wanted to say he was making her do it, but as much as he teased her nipples and tormented her clit, she knew she was responsible for her gyrations, not him.

Yes. Faster, Kira. Fuck us both faster. Yes... faster...

She couldn't be liking this... shouldn't be liking this.... but fuck it felt so good. Her hips seemed to swivel even faster, and she felt herself clenching down harder and harder.

'Feels so good. So good. Soooooooooggoooooooood,' she thought as her words ran together over over until they finally spilled from her lips.
 
He didn't immediately understand her low moan the first time it rattled out of her throat. But the second time he did.

"Soooooooogooooooood."

No mistaking it. She felt the same way about their love making as he.

He turned her head towards his and kissed her deeply, passionately. He pinched her nipple as they kissed and he felt his balls begin to tighten up.

There was no stopping it. The wild gyrations of her hips and the clutching of her cunt around his cock was driving him mad with lust for her. A lust he hadn't felt before.

He lift her up and sat her on the bench. Turning he stood in front of her and grabbed the base of his cock. He aimed it and took one stroke and let loose a hellacious torrent of cum.

The first shot splattered between her eyes, the second flush against her lips. With each subsequent shot he aimed at a different part of her body, trying to paint her white with his cum.
 
On and on it went until Kira was panting from her frenzied movements. She shouldn't like this. He had kidnapped her for gods sake. Snatched her from the truckstop for whatever reason, but damn it felt better than anything she had ever experienced.

So good... So deep... Fuck, so good....

When he turned her face towards his, she met his kiss with an intensity that rivaled his, moaning loudly into his open mouth. The tweak to her nipple sent a shockwave through her body, inciting her to move even faster. Caused her to clench down even harder as she felt the build up begin.

Her eyes flew open when he suddenly lifted her off him, sliding out without warning, before placing her on the bench. She swallowed her soft protests when he stood in front of her, practically placing his cock in her face. She wasn't prepared for the sticky eruption that caught her between the eyes.

Or against her lips.

Or down her neck.

Or across the top of her breasts.

Or just below her bellybutton.

But she most assuredly wasn't ready for her startling response to the drenching - an orgasm so powerful that it left her boneless when her muscles finally stopped spasming and the only thing she could think was 'I didn't know that was even possible.'
 
He had never know what it was like to be flabbergasted before, now he did. Of all the reactions he had thought possible, her own orgasm was not one of them. It took him completely off guard and he stood there as she collapsed against the bench back spent.

His cock was wilting I'm his hand before he began to move, and when he did, he picked Kira up and carried her back toward the house. He didn't say anything merely caressing her as he walked.

In the house he carried her to his bathroom and set her down as he turned the shower on for her. After it was at temperature he turned to Kira, "Thank you for sharing that with me," he said softly before kissing her tenderly.
 
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