He lifted and turned me so I was sitting on the very edge of the seat, damn near falling off. He looked into my eyes, as well as he could with them being almost closed. He pinched a nipple hard and my eyes flew open. He looked at me with that one eye brow raised again.

What was he trying to say?.

Ask?Was I ok?I sure wasDid I want this to stop?HELL NO! He must have gotten his answer because he bent his head and buried his tongue in my softness. I could feel him lapping at my juices as he played with my nipples.

He found my personal place and started sucking on it, soft at first then with more vigorGuess whatI came again! He chuckled, and the vibration from that made me cum again. I closed my eyes and he pinched my nipples hard, I guess he wants my eyes open, so I did what he wanted. I watched him as he watched me through another orgasmThis one almost making my eyes roll right out of my head. He pulled his face back and smirked againIm not near as fond of that smirk anymore He moved forward and placed his hands on either side of my face, hooking his thumbs below my chin he lifted my face so he could watch my reactionTo what?Oh myWith more accuracy than Ive known a man to have yet he entered my soft place with one smooth, long strokeNo handsThis man has excellent eyelength coordinationHe watched my face as he entered and when he was buried completely I almost lost my eye balls again. He gave my head a slight shake and looked so deep into my eyes I was sure he could hear every thought, sense every feeling coursing through me at that moment. I had to concentrate, hard, to keep my eyes open and look straight at him.

He started pumping in and out, occasionally grinding a couple of strokes. Keeping one hand where it was he took the other hand and laid it on my belly. He then used his thumb to rub my personal place while he kept up with his pumping Slow...

Methodical...

He kept pumping and rubbing. I could feel another orgasm surfacing and he must have felt it too. He shook his head at meNo?No, what?What could he possibly mean by, no?He stopped moving, his hips and his thumb, and kept looking at me. The sensation to cum waned a bit and he started moving again. The orgasm was building again. Again he stopped and shook his head at meOh, hellWas he telling me to not cum?After a couple of seconds he started again. He brought me right to the very edge of an orgasm and stopped again. I closed my eyes and groaned out loadHe gave my head a quick, light shake and I looked at him. I know it sure as hell was no endearing look either.

He knew I finally figured out what he was saying and also knew I wasnt happy about itHe laughed right out loud, in my faceCurse him! When he calmed to a chuckle he started moving again. He felt my orgasm building and gave me a stern look. I looked back at him as innocently as possible and had my orgasm that time and he came with me. He moved faster than I would have thought possible. He sat back and had me across his lap in less time than it took my heart to beat once, and at the rate its been beating since he got out of his cruiser that is no small feat.

The blows came hard and fast, the more I squirmed the faster and harder they came. It hurt like hell, I was on fire and there was no relief coming anytime soon. I started to cry from the pain and frustration and maybe embarrassment too. He finally stopped and lifted me up to straddle his lap again. It hurt to have my butt touch anything so I held myself above his legs rather than sit down completely. He used his fingers to wipe the tears from my face, then holding my face in his hands he kissed me. A long, deep, soul searing kiss. At some point he entered my softness and was pumping in and out.

He kept the kiss going until he felt my next orgasm coming.

He pulled back a little and gave me a stern look while still pumping in and out. I knew what he wanted and I sure as hell wasnt going to defy him again. I concentrated on holding my orgasmI closed my eyes and he let me. Maybe he knew that I would not be able to control it if I had to sit there staring into his eyes. He put a hand behind me and ran it over my horribly sort bottom. He lightly rubbed for a little while then moved his hand lower.

He found my warmth and inserted a finger, or two, or three. He used his other hand to direct me to get off my knees and squat above him. I did. With one hand still behind me he used the other one on my hip to steady me as I now moved, up and down, on top of him. With fingers in my warmth, a length in my softness, all the while trying to not have an orgasm, I definitely needed the steadying hand. The hand that was on my hip moved to my back and he pulled me forward. Using the fingers in my soft place he made it clear I was not to stop moving.

And then he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. Taking the other hand from my back he moved it forward to my other breast and gave that nipple the same treatment with his fingers that the other was getting from his lips, tongue and teethHe makes it perfectly clear that I am not to cum, yet he does everything to guarantee an orgasm of a magnitude fit to blow up ten city blocks, and possibly cause a tidal wave in the middle of down townHe removes his mouth and hand from my breasts and looks me in the eye. He puts his hand beside his face and holds out all five fingers. One at a time he lowers his fingers as if counting down. When there is only one finger to lower he quickly sucked my nipple back into his mouth and bites down on it while pinching the other with his hand. I lost it. I felt like I was having a seizer.

Like someone had hooked a generator to my toes and the currents were coursing through my body looking for a way out.

I swear my nerve endings exploded.

I think I yelledI must have, he clamped a hand over my mouth and started laughing. He held me very tight and kept laughing.

After a couple of minutes he loosened his grip and kissed me once more. He backed off to look into my eyes. He smiled and getting nose to nose he simply stated That was the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. Every time I get out of my cruiser and approach a vehicle with only a woman inside I know Im going to have a hard time hiding the reaction Ill have when the memories of this afternoon come flooding back. He looks around and sees how wet we both are.

I realize the problem and reach into the front for the moist towels in my back-pack. I hand him a few and start working on myself. That done, he tries very carefully to get dressed with out sitting, kneeling or standing in one of the many wet spots on the floor and seat of the van. He was no acrobat and that was obvious. He was unsuccessful but there only was minor wetness on one knee and he did step in it with one stocking foot. No big deal, just a constant reminder for today and then he smile that big beautiful smile. He opened the slider and got out, making the final adjustments to his uniform as he did. He turned around and sticking his head inside said If I ever see you again, you had better run the stop sign or be going at least 10 miles an hour over the speed limit, he winked and turned toward his cruiser.

He got in and sat there looking my way.

I hurried and got dressed and climbed into the front seat closed my eyes for a second and sighed. I opened my eyes and there he was, at my window again. In a daze I looked up at him. He looks in the van and says Is there a problem here? I feel the sense of de-ja vu as I look up at him and smile, saying No, sir. I just had a couple of thoughts after leaving the office and wanted to take care to get them down before I forgot them, I just didnt think it was worth going all the way back in.

Besides its a beautiful day. Ok then, came the response as he looked around at all the papers, take care, and dont be too long. Then he turned and walked back to his car, and leftMy mind went numbI sat there frozen for a long timeUnable to move or think I hear a car door slam and Im whipped back into realityIt was a dreamA day dream?Just a very vivid fantasy?I look around and down. My pants where neatly laid on my lap as to appear that I am actually wearing them. The blanket is beneath me and I realize it is soaked. It feels like it had been thrown into a pool and then placed there. My lube was on the next seat and my vibrator was on the floor beside me. I was sticky from my knees to my neck. It was a dreamNo, it was more than thatIt wasEverything, except reality that isI have a better imagination than I thoughMaybe I should take up writing To Be Continued...