Meeting Memphis-pt 2 ~Confessions at the Waterhole

We got to the truck and he opened the door for me and helped me in. He grabbed my legs to spin me around, so they were hanging off the side of the seat, and stepped between them. He put his hands on my thighs, opening my legs. Which naturally, (with a little help -wink) slid my dress all the way up to my waist. Exposing me to anybody that may walk by. For some reason, with him I was bolder and braver and I didn’t mind. I was still on an adrenaline high and the thought of someone catching us was thrilling, and kind of a turn-on I had to admit. So I sat there, with my legs spread wide, the occasional breeze sensuously caressing my skin, as I exposed myself to my new lover.

He said he had a surprise for me and reached behind his back. I thought I felt something back there earlier, but I wasn’t going to ask while we were playing Mission Impossible! Wrapped around his waist and tucked into his pants, he pulled out, not one, but two large hand towels. Purple and monogrammed with a large gold EP in the middle, and a smaller TCB with a lightning bolt in the corner. I squealed with delight and threw my legs and arms around him and pulled him in to kiss him and show my appreciation. I reached down past the waistband of his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his cock stroking it to life. His hands left the top of my thighs, went between my legs and started playing with my very wet pussy that was all too eager to open up and invite his fingers in. He had 2 fingers deep inside of me and his thumb was rubbing the length of my clit. I was trying to match him with my stroking, but I lost concentration and fell back on the seat. He said, “squeeze your beautiful tits for me, Memphis!”. And I was all too eager to comply. I pulled the top of my dress down, I could feel the breeze rushing over them.

His fingers were going deeper inside of me, as his thumb put pressure on and stroked my clit. They started gliding in and out faster, alternating between going deep and rubbing the top just inside of me. He told me he was thirsty for me and wanted to make me squirt. I was laid out on his seat, spread open for his enjoyment. I was practically naked out in the open and I was completely turned on and ready to quench his thirst. Seeing the desire in his eyes, feeling his fingers thrusting in and out of me, made me want him bad. He looked so fucking hot massaging my G-spot, then using his wet fingers to caress my clit. Then back deep inside they’d go, all the way to my cervix. He’d push up and massage all around it. I didn’t even know that was a thing. I’d certainly never heard the locker room sluts talk about THAT before. All I knew was, that it felt fucking amazing and that it caused a huge arch of my essence to shoot out of me and splash on his chest. He picked up the speed, putting pressure against the top before shooting his fingers deep into the back again. I can’t believe how good that felt. It got me thinking, I’m gonna have to replace my little lipstick vibrator. Seeing the huge smile on his face turned me on even more. Knowing that pleasing me, was pleasing him, made me want to give more. I was groping my tits, thrusting my hips up wildly trying to get more of him inside of me. As if he could read my mind, he pushed another finger in. I was wildly fucking the three fingers that were fucking me, while his thumb and pinky caressed my clit. He said, “You are so fuckin sexy Memphis! Fuck my hand and do that again for me, baby come on!” As he coaxed another stream out of me. He opened his mouth and brought it right down to drink it all in. With his fingers still rubbing against my G spot, I shot stream after stream right into his mouth. It was so fucking hot, watching him crave and devour me, feeling his teeth pressed against my clit and his fingers deep inside of me. I didn’t think I was ever going to stop cumming. I’m not sure if he had his fill and had quenched his thirst, or was feeling sorry for me, maybe a little bit of both. But he stopped and came up for air, reached for my hands and pulled me up to him.

I wrapped my arms around him when our lips met and I realized his mouth was full. As his tongue slid in, my juices spilled from his mouth into mine. I was so turned on drinking my essence from his mouth while his fingers soothed the outside of my pussy. I reached out and grabbed onto his hair to pull him towards me. I ravaged his face with my mouth, licking it clean.

After a couple of minutes he stopped me, with his hands on either side of my face. He looked deep into my eyes and said, “I have to tell you something, very personal.” I was terrified as I stammered out a “w-w-what?”. Never breaking eye contact, he paused, my fear grew. He closed his eyes and solemnly bowed his head. His lips are parting, here it comes “I”… OhMyGod you what!!?? …”am fucking starving!!!” “YOU FUCKER!!!” I screamed into his face as I fell back to the seat, shaking my head and laughing. I was a little mad because I was so scared for him. But, I had to admit, that was funny. Pulling my top up, but keeping my legs spread for his benefit. “Oh my god you ass!” I laughed back at him, holding my hands out for his help upright. “You had me worried!” He was laughing as he apologized to me. “You’re so cute.” I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him to me, I wanted his tongue in my mouth.

As I started to kiss him, I spotted 2 girls in their car, parked about 6 spots away. They reminded me of the locker room sluts. The way their hair was done, with too much hair spray. They wore too much makeup and their clothes were too tight. I mean their boobs were exploding out of their tops. At first, panic started to set in at being caught. But as he continued caressing my tits with one hand and my pussy with the other, I realized that I was the center of their meeting this time. And so I closed my eyes and relished in all the attention he was giving me, and I let them watch. I couldn’t tell what they were doing. But I thought finally, after all these years, that I would be the center of their next locker room discussion.

I pushed him back from me and said, “We gotta go! I’ve got to pee!” He reached out and lightly stroked my open pussy with one finger, just shrugged and said, “So pee.” The thought quickly crossed my mind. I mean, I guess technically I could. I’m sitting on the edge of the seat with my legs wide open in front of him hanging out the door. But just as quickly, I closed my legs jumped out of the truck, pushing him away saying, “I am not peeing here, in front of you! Now go!” As we were gathering ourselves, I stepped away from the truck to smooth out my dress. I purposely turned to them and flipped up the back, showing them my ass. I guess it was basically my way of saying, ‘I’m one of you now and you can kiss my ass’.

As we drove away, I realized he was going to drive past them, so I asked him to slow down. When they noticed how slow we were going, and they realized I’d be able to look right down into their car, a look of panic washed over their faces. As we slowly drove past them, I could see why. I looked down into their car, neither of them were wearing pants, they had obviously been playing with each other. I smiled at them, gave a wave with my fingers and blew them a kiss. The fear left their faces as they smiled and waved back. Then one girl grabbed the other and pulled her in to kiss her. “You can speed up now, let’s get outta here, I’m starving, too.” He asked, “What was that all about?” I laughed and said, “I’ll tell you when we get to the restaurant.”

We ended up at Huey’s with 2 huge burgers in front of us. I was ready to dive in, but, I looked over and he was just staring at his food. I asked him if everything was OK and he said, “I’m really at odds on whether I want to eat this or not.” I tried to assure him that he wouldn’t be disappointed, Huey’s burgers are delicious. He said, “No, that’s not it. It’s just that, if I eat that burger, which does look absolutely delicious, I lose the taste of you in my mouth. And I’m not sure I’m ready for that, just yet.” I put my hand on top of his, “Hey, there’s always dessert later on. (I winked at him) I’m drinking fluids and we’ll be needing your energy, so eat up.” He squinted his eyes and dropped his head as if in defeat. And with a slow nod with his head he said, “ooohh you ARE bad girl! I will take you up on that offer of dessert.” He lifted his burger and tilted it towards mine. “So, cheers to you…. and your dessert!” We both said “clink!” as we tapped our burgers together. “So what was going on back there in the parking lot?” As I relayed the story of our all girl audience, he was obviously getting a little turned on. I have to admit, being on this side of their voyeuristic shenanigans turned me on as well.

From inside his world–

We left Huey’s and were walking to my truck, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. This girl was magical, or something. I don’t know what it was, but, from the first time I saw her, I knew she needed to be in my life. The sun was at that point of the early evening, when it starts to cast different colors and shadows on everything.

She was just glowing in a golden hue. I asked her, “What is it? What’s different about you? I mean other than the obvious. But you seem like a different person than the one I met this morning.” “Do I? I feel different. I mean, everything we did today? I think it’s made me more confident, bolder. I’ll be honest, I never thought I’d be able to do, or possibly even want to do, most of what we did today. I’ve been listening to these locker room sluts talk about stuff like this for years. And after what I, sorry we, after what we did today… I’m starting to think most of their stories were bullshit. I don’t think any of them have done half of what they claim they’ve done. I know none of them have ever shared an emotional connection like we did today. Truthfully? I’m kind of mad at myself, that I ever let a minute of envy or jealousy over them live in my head. So am I different than I was this morning? Am I ok? Well, I’m completely at ease with what I, we, did. And I’m most definitely ok, feeling, thinking and talking the way I am. I mean I just offered myself to you for dessert! If somebody would have mentioned that to me last week I would have been mortified. I would have blushed for 4 hours and not talked to anyone for 2 days.

And now all I can think about is, taking you to that waterhole and hoping no one else is there, so we can pick up where we left off at Graceland.” I was so happy for her. “Wow! Well good, I like the bolder you. I like a girl who’s not afraid to speak up. Not afraid to say if she wants double stuffed Oreos or Chips Ahoy or whatever she desires sexually.” She said, “OK, just so you know….