Luna Aries

It’s cold outside. I pull my jacket tighter around me. My nipples are hard and it’s evident too. Strictly from the ever teasing breezes. I see her standing in the distance. She’s waiting for me. The doorway framing her delicate figure. Only I know she’s anything but delicate. She welcomes me inside. “Thinking of me on the way over?” She asks with a flex of her brow. “Of course miss. My mind only has room for you.” I reply. Bashful in tone and a glance downward at the ground display submission even without command. She knows she has me. Powerless, I follow to the room for us. “Strip” she commands. I obey. I unbutton my jeans and slide the zipper down. “Tsh tsh tsh...” she holds her hand up and begins undressing her own self. I cease. “Slower... go. Slower.” I obey. I unhook my bra this time. Pulling the straps through my arm holes in my top. My shirt feels good against my bare breasts. I feel it might be shaking with alliance of my heartbeat. But she doesn’t notice. She’s already naked ...

After a long week of working incessantly for people who do not appreciate our efforts, I decide that I'm going to take a weekend vacation at the beach.  I send my girlfriend a text saying to pack a bag that I'm on my way to pick her up.  It's Friday, it's late afternoon and i'm tired of the pale lifeless coworkers that surround me day after day.  I quickly clear off my desk and go to the time clock to clock out.  "I'm out, bitches!" When i arrive at her house, she is already waiting outside for me looking awesome as usual in her tank, shorts and aviator sunglasses, hair pulled up in a ponytail just the way i like.  She throws her bags in the trunk and gets in the passenger seat. Leans over to sensuously kiss me hello and we head off down the road.   We stop at the gas station to get drinks and snacks.  After driving for a few hours, her keeping the music going as a good co-pilot would, she leans over and kisses me on the neck, running her fingers ...