Steamboat Springs, New Start Pt. 11

Part Eleven, Big trouble with Brenda

My life was settling into a comfortable rhythm. There were very few surprises that upset the harmonious balance that was being established. Much of the daily stress melted away as I knew what to expect with each coming day. A stable life made it easier to deal with and solve those pesky problems that would pop up out of nowhere. I owed my new happiness to Steph. She was the one responsible for establishing the foundation we had begun to build our relationship on. It was easy to wake up happy each morning, with a sense of purpose. Am I becoming a better person?

Each morning, I got up early to get ready for work. I walked over to the office to see how Steph was doing and help her get breakfast ready. It felt good to be an equal partner in the process. We got into a comfortable rhythm that made for a nice start to the day. Each evening after dinner we would make lunch for the following day. I could keep it fresh in the fridge overnight until I picked it up on my way to work. Steph and I worked well together and complimented each other as a team. I was aware of my roles and made sure Steph felt important.

While we were playing house, as Steph called it, I would think back to my mom and all the years she spent in the kitchen preparing breakfast, lunch and dinner so dad and I had something to eat. Mom never made anything of it. It was her job and she did it without even thinking about it. Dad and I never expressed gratitude for mom's hard work. Steph was teaching me that it was indeed hard work. It was the same thing with doing laundry and cleaning up. Clean clothes didn't magically appear and clean floors had to be cleaned by someone. I never got that. I never thanked mom for all her hard work that kept me cared for, fed, clean and comfortable. In my eyes it just happened. I was a terrible son.

Work went well. Paul was very happy and seldom cussed at me in anger. The guys on the framing and finishing crews appreciated everything I did for them, making their jobs easier and hassle free. And the coffee pot was paying for itself. All I had to do was spend the coffee funds from the tip jar. I could envision I would be making a pot of coffee a couple of times each morning. That took no time and the crew appreciated it.

With my access to the kitchen at The Barn, I was making fewer trips to the roach coach. Wendy had noticed me missing when she came on the site. I would have to make an effort to get a cold can of pop when she came around. I didn't want to burn any bridges with her. She was a good resource.

And Brenda was warming up to me too. I was no longer an inconvenient pain in the ass wasting her time. She was civil to me and always showed me her underwear with a wink and a smile. She would sometimes come up to the counter and flop her chest down on the back of my hands if my hands were on the counter. She'd give me an evil smile and a wink when she did that. She was quite a woman from an entirely different mold than the one used for Steph. It was risky entertainment but a nice addition to the day.

When I got back to The Barn Wednesday, Steph had left a note reminding me that she was gone for the day and would see me Thursday morning before I left for work. Hopefully she had an uneventful drive over to Craig, down to Meeker and on to Rifle. It was a long trip through sparsely populated country. There could be bad times waiting for a careless traveler out on those roads. I hoped she would be fine. I hoped for the best, got changed and headed out for a night with the boys.

The most popular night spot on the Hill was the Cave Inn. Construction workers and townies alike flocked to the bar for music, drinks and a good time. We met in the parking lot at 8:00 and went in to order beers. We settled into one of the caverns and crashed down in the bean bag chairs and big cushions. The lights on the ceiling flashed and changed colors in rhythm with the loud music. There were lots of other men and women in there with us. It was a loud party atmosphere. We talked trash about work and told off color jokes and stories. I didn't have much to contribute but I listened intently and laughed as much as anyone else, I was just another member of the gang.

Some groups of women were eyeing the men trying to see who would be the best to hook up with for a party. I was getting looked over but the women always went for the bigger guys. I guess I just wasn't the eye candy type that evening. One plain looking gal came over to share my cushion and strike up a conversation. She wasn't dressed for action like most of the other women in her group. She wasn't advertising anything with her outfit. We spoke for a few minutes and there was zero chemistry after a short while. Four of her friends came over to get her and five men from the crew got up to join them in the dance room.

So, I was left alone with the remainder of my workmates. We watched our cohorts through the door as they danced and ground on the women. My plain Jane was all over her partner and hands were going into pants and under shirts in no time at all. She may have been plain, but she was horny and knew what she wanted. I could clearly see one of my friend's hands in between her legs and rubbing away at her pussy. Her hand was in his pants and she had a hold on his dick. They were both on a mission.

Another group of women came in and sat down among us. Conversations started and everyone began to pair off. Problem was, there were five guys and four women. And, in a few more minutes I was by myself as the other four pairs got up and went dancing. Shit. Maybe it was for the best. I was going to be true to Steph in spite of my interest in getting something strange tonight. Everybody else in the group was swapping spit, grinding and feeling up the women. At least the Cave Inn was living up to its reputation as the place to party.

I was finishing my beer when a woman walked in, came over to my cushion and flopped down. Short skirt, see through blouse, all made up and seemingly ready to party. She picked a spot next to the only single guy in the room. So maybe it was the night I might get lucky with someone from town. She smelled nice, and from what I could see from the back, had a nice figure.

"Shit!" she proclaimed loudly. Then she turned around and looked at me. She was pretty, well built, scantily clothed and named Brenda. My Brenda. She turned on the pillow, spreading her legs and flashing me with her dark purple satin panties. Great...

"What's up Brenda?" I was a little confused as to why she singled me out. She looked a little mad at the world.

"I've got a fucking flat and it's time to go." Her van would be a handful for anyone changing a flat and she certainly was not dressed for the task. Most women would want to drive a small sedan. Brenda had one of the biggest vans available from the car manufacturers. People lived in those things.

"I'll give you $5 to change my tire. You don't look busy and you'll be able to buy yourself a beer after."

"Well, I'm here with..." I started, but she cut me off.

"$10. I got no other option here. Help me..."

She had a point. I wasn't doing anything and free beers were always a good idea. I had my work gloves in the truck and would be able to change her tire. So, I decided to help her out of her jam.

"Okay, I'm not busy and free beer sounds good to me. Show me where your van's parked."

We both got up. She pulled her mini skirt down to cover her panties and headed for the front door. I followed her out of the loud, dimly lit club into a large, car filled parking lot. Fresh air was good after the smokey club interior.

"I got here late. I'm parked way out in bum fuck. The van is way over this way." We were walking near my truck so I had her wait while I dug out my gloves. I'd changed enough flats to know that gloves were a good idea to keep from banging up fingers and knuckles. We kept walking. No kidding, her van was out in bum fuck. It was as far from the Cave Inn as you could possibly get. We got to her van and sure enough, the left rear tire was flat, rim on the ground.

"The spare is in the second row and the jack is under the back seat. The back door is broke so you'll have to get the jack from the inside." She opened the side, sliding door on the van. The light came on and I could see the spare. She pointed to the back bench where the jack was stowed.

"I'm going to sit in the van while you work. To many bugs..."

She walked around to the driver's door and climbed in. I took out the spare and put it on the ground at the back of the van. I went back inside, went to the bench and found the jack and lug wrench stowed there. I took those out and found the jack point on the frame. It was dark and hard to see. I went up to the driver's door and knocked on the window.

"It's pretty dark. You got a flashlight?"

"Jesus, you're kinda useless in an emergency, aren't you? Can you do this?"

"Yeah, it's a flat. My x-ray vision is kinda fucked." Brenda rummaged around for a few seconds and produced a small flashlight.

I went back to the jack and found where it needed to be placed. With the jack in position and the tire on the ground, I loosened the lug nuts. I learned that step the hard way a long time ago. Next, I jacked up the van until the wheel was way off the ground. The lug nuts came right off and I placed them together on the ground. The flat tire was heavy but I got it off and dropped it off to the side. The spare went on easily and I put the lug nuts back on. When the spare was back on the ground, I re-tightened the lug nuts. All done. Free beers dead ahead.

I opened the side door and put the flat tire where the spare had been, leaning against a seat. Brenda started the engine as I went back for the jack and lug nut wrench. I crawled back to the rear bench and re-stowed the jack and wrench, tying it down. I started backing out on my hands and knees and ran into something. Then I heard the side door close. What the...?

Brenda had come around behind me as I was putting the tools away. When she had me blocked in, she closed the side door. Okay, now what?

"You owe me young man. All my teasing and flirting. You can't take the hint can you. Well... you're mine now."

All this time, I thought that Brenda was messing with everyone. And if she was after anyone, I figured it was the boss that shared the trailer with her during the days. They would have the most time alone together. I never suspected she was interested in me. She was always just messing around, right? Well, apparently not.

Brenda was facing me, on her knees, between me and the side door. So, I rolled and sat on my butt leaning against the bench. I pulled my legs up and put my arms around my knees. What was her plan?

"Relax, babe. I want you inside me. It can be consensual or it can be rape. Your choice."

She started to unbutton her silk blouse and expose her purple lace bra. Her tits were a healthy C-cup if not a D. The bra held them up for display. They looked good. I wondered what big tits would feel like. How big were those nipples poking through the lace covering her tits? She finished unbuttoning her blouse and let it hang open off her shoulders. She moved towards me on her knees. I could smell her perfume. She stopped about a foot from me and grabbed the waist band of the mini skirt and began to pull it up over her tummy towards her bra. Her purple hipster panties were now on full display. I stared at her sexy, curvy body.

"Like what you see? It's all yours tonight, honey. Just don't fuck this up." She inched closer to me. The scent of her perfume was even stronger. She must have put perfume on her cheeks, neck, bra, tits, tummy and panties. It was a nice, pleasing scent, not the cheap stuff some girls slather on. I could feel the heat coming off her skin. This was going to happen, one way or another.

She inched closer, spreading her legs and putting her hips against my knees. She put her hands on my head and pulled me into the cleavage of her tits. She smelled good and the lace of her bra was soft on my skin. Her skin was smooth and warm. Her tits her perky and firm. I could feel them move easily as she pulled my face around on her chest. She pushed my legs down, straddled them, moved her body against mine and sat down on my thighs. My face came up out of her cleavage and into her neck. She pulled my head back by my hair and attacked my mouth with hers. There was no softness in her lips. No passion. The lips were pulled tight and thin and she pressed hard into my lips and she ground her mouth around. She was all about contact pressure.

Her tongue shot out from between her lips and forced its way into my mouth. It felt like she was opening and closing her mouth to chew on her own tongue and grind on my lips. Her tits were pressed into my chest and she was grinding them on me. There was no way I could feel her intimately while under her aggressive pressure. It was just grinding skin over skin. Her mini skirt material was rough on my rib cage and stomach. I reached around and grabbed her butt. Her purple satin panties felt soft and smooth over her tight buttocks. As soon as I touched her, she began to grind her pussy into my crotch.

Brenda was panting and getting hot, even starting to sweat. It was like she was in rut, like a wild animal. She was using me for her own stimulation. She was being rough on purpose. She wasn't acting like she was horny or overly passionate in the moment. She wanted to press into me where ever she could and grind down on me. God, what was the fun in that? She wasn't even thinking about making love. She was in auto mode, moving instinctively. There was no passion. Only stimulation through heavy, grinding contact.

Brenda pulled her mouth off mine and panted in my ear.

"Give it to me baby. Do me!"

Give what? Christ, she had me pinned down on the floor rug and her body was all over mine. I was still fully dressed. She was rubbing her clit on my crotch and on my thighs. She was bearing down with all her weight. She was being so rough and aggressive I couldn't even get an erection. Her tits were rubbing and grinding into my chest. I felt contact but it was nothing like taking time to let me worship her. There wasn't even the emotional feeling of having a quickie. She may have been getting aroused by all the contact, but for me it was just a wrestling match with someone I didn't know. I was getting pissed. Even Fran was never this callous with me.

"Jesus Christ! What the fuck are you doing? Is this a rape? I want to enjoy sex too, but I don't know what the fuck this is."

I was angry, and pushed her back off me. She was surprised. She lunged back into my neck and started biting me. She grabbed my hand and put it on her tit. She squeezed my hand as hard as she could to squeeze her tit. She put my fingers on her nipple and made me squeeze and twist. She was like an animal. She had no respect for her own body or mine.

"Stop it bitch! I don't want any part of this. What the fuck is the matter with you?" I was ready to push her out of the way and leave.

"I want sex. I want to be with a real man! I want to be fucked." She panted.

"When I want to make love, I want to be with a passionate woman, not some slut in heat." I was being mean to her, but I had to let my feeling be known. I was into enjoying passion with someone. But she was just into abuse. That's not for me.

Brenda stopped grinding and humping and thrusting. She sat still and looked at my face. Her make up was smeared and her hairdo was trashed. Her dress was hiked up to the bottom of her tits. Her bra was pushed half on, half off. There was no symmetry. Her panties looked nice, but that was about it and not nearly enough to arouse me.

"I'm a slut? Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you know who the fuck I am?" Brenda was mad. Her voice was shaking and she seemed ready to cry. She was feeling rejection and probably had never felt that before.

"Brenda... you are a self-made woman in a man's world. You got me by the balls. You don't have to play the part of the slut in that world. Not unless that is what you want to be. You can be yourself. And if this is you, I can't make love with you. It's just not me."

"I like you. You're a little weird for me but that makes you fun. You had a flat and I wanted to help you. I would have changed the tire without the offer of free beer. I would have helped you because you needed help. That's what friends do." I was trying to be sincere with her.

"I'm sorry I called you a slut. You're just being you and I was caught way off guard. I'll head for home and you can go back into the Cave Inn and hook up with someone else. I know you can do that once you put yourself back together." I was settled back down now.

Brenda looked at me for a long time. She was getting her thoughts together. This was a new twist for her.

"Thanks for being honest with me. I thought with you being a young man you would like being with an alpha type woman on the hunt. Not so much, huh?" Brenda was also getting calm again.

During Brenda's time in Steamboat, she associated with men she worked with on job sites. Rough and tumble during work hours and just tumbling during the off hours. No one special had caught her attention, so she played the field. Kind of like rugby dating. Fast and rough for the most part. All the workers were the same. They nick named her PDQ, "Painful, Dirty, Quick". They worked hard, played hard and fucked hard. This was what she was used to and this is what the men wanted. She assumed I was the same since I worked on the site and drank with the crew.

"So, do we call it a night?" I asked Brenda.

"I wanted to be with you tonight. I don't want to be alone. Can we start over?"

Brenda didn't want to end the night this way. It would be something different than what she was used to, but at least she wouldn't be alone.

"Besides, I won't have let the air out of my tire for nothing..."

"Fuck..." I chuckled. "All you had to do was seduce me or at least, just ask." That would have been much easier.

"Let's work on those IOU's I owe you."

Brenda got up off the floor and pushed a button on the wall. A motor came to life somewhere and the bench began to move. I jumped up, not knowing what was going on. The bench was moving forward and the back rest was tilting down to horizontal. The bench seat doubled as a fold away bed! That was handy. Brenda got some blankets from the middle seats and tossed them on the bed. Then she went up front and shut off the engine. She came back to the bed with her blouse open, skirt up to her tits and satin panties showing in the dim light.

She pushed past me and climbed onto the bed. She lay down and patted the bedding next to her. I pulled off my shirt, shoes and pants.

"No panties?" She asked.

"Not tonight. Only by request."

I lay down on the bed next to her. First things first. I gave her a sweet kiss on her lips. Soft lips, light pressure and a light hug from my hands and arms. I held the kiss for a good 15 seconds. I opened my eyes and saw she was still holding hers open.

"Relax, Bren. We got at least 15 minutes, right?"

The stiffness left her body. She relaxed and sank into the bed. I returned to kissing her. Her lips had softened and she participated. Her hands went behind my head and she held me still. She put more pressure on my mouth and started grinding. I went limp. She stopped.

"Let's make love, not wrestle... okay?"

Brenda started kissing me again. Lips still soft, movements slow. Enjoying the moment and making it last. I returned her efforts in kind. My lips were soft and my mouth open. I felt her tongue come gently into my mouth and lick my tongue lightly. I began exploring her tongue, her teeth and her mouth. My hands gently held her head and stroked her hair. I would occasionally scratch and rub her scalp to supplement the stroking. I also paid attention to the back of her neck. Our heads rolled side to side letting our noses rub over each other.

I broke the kiss. Brenda inhaled and exhaled, deeply and slowly. I began kissing and licking her cheeks and temples. I kissed straight down the middle of her face on the forehead, nose, chin and down her neck, stopping at her chest. I went to her ears, nibbling the lobes and using my tongue, probing around inside. I breathed warm, moist breath into her lobes. I sucked on her lobes, pulling them into my mouth and nibbling with my teeth.

Then I went back to her soft lips and gently began probing her mouth again with my tongue. Our tongues met and we swirled around each other, licking teeth and gums and everywhere else in side our mouths. Brenda bit down on our tongues and held them in place. With our lips sealed, she sucked out all the air until our tongues and mouths were one solid mass of moist flesh. We held each other's heads, not moving, lost in the sensuous moment of flesh on flesh inside each other. She pressed her body against mine and threw a leg over my legs and pulled on me even more. When she had as much of our bodies held together as she could, she stopped moving and just lived in the moment.

Slowly she began to release her bite on our tongues and relax her squeeze on our bodies. I let go of her head and hugged her chest into mine. I tried to remove her blouse from her free arm and she helped me. Then she propped herself up on her elbow and let the blouse drop down her arm to the bed. She lay back down, lifted her elbow and slid the blouse the rest of the way off her arm. I hung the blouse on the head rest of the seat next to us. I searched around the waist of her miniskirt and could not find a zipper or button.

"Stretchy." Brenda said as she sat up and slid the miniskirt over her tits and head and up, off her arms. She placed the skirt with her blouse.

Brenda lay back down wearing just her lace bra and panties. I slid my briefs off leaving me totally naked.

Brenda and I lay on the bed, facing each other. My dick was fully erect now. Making out passionately had a much different effect on me than the previous wrestling match. She thrust her mound into my dick and I could feel the smooth satin fabric of her panties sliding across the head of my dick and feeling so good. I put my hand on her butt and pulled her mound into my crotch. We kissed gently as I slowly rocked my hips, sliding my dick up and down on the front of her panties.

"Your panties feel wonderful, Brenda. I like 'em so much" I kept sliding as we continued our kiss.

I put my arms around her ribs and started working on getting her bra off. She smiled at me and rolled and climbed on top of me. Her tits hung down to my chest held by the sexy purple lace bra. I could feel her nipples just touching my skin. In this position I could easily find her bras straps and clasp and undo the hooks. I pulled the shoulder straps off her shoulders and let her bra fall down her arms and onto my chest. Brenda looked down at my chest.

"Purple bra looks good on you sweetie."

I pulled her face down and gave her a kiss on the lips. Her warm tits pressed against my chest. Her skin was smooth and the tits were firm and just a little squishy. She raised up so I could hold her tits and feel her nipples and areola. Her tits were perfect. I put my hands on her ribs and pulled to move her body up mine. She helped and slid up until her tits were over my face. I stopped pulling and she stopped moving.

She lowered a tit so her nipple and areola just touched my lips. I gave it a kiss, opened my mouth and began to lick the nipple and areola. They were soft when I started but I could feel them quickly filling with blood, becoming hard and erect. It was a wonderful transformation of nature feeling her nipple harden between my lips. I brushed the other nipple with my thumb and it was still soft and supple. Such a difference, best of both worlds.

I stroked one tit with my fingertips. Beautiful round contour of warm, smooth skin. The tit was flawless in shape and feel. I moved my lips to her cleavage and pulled her onto me. I rolled my head to the right, feeling the tit roll across my cheek and ear. Then I rolled my head to the left for the benefit of my other cheek and ear. It felt so good. My dick was throbbing between her thighs. I slid my hands down her body to her panties. I stroked and squeezed her butt cheeks while Brenda alternated tits to my mouth.

Both nipples were soft again. I took the nipple that was in my mouth and began to suck. The nipple and areola pulled into my mouth and onto my tongue. I opened my mouth further and drew in more of her tit. My tongue swirled circles around the nipple as I sucked her in. I could feel the nipple swelling in size as I sucked. I flattened my tongue and pushed the nipple and areola onto the top of my mouth. I sucked and rhythmically moved my tongue on her nipple and areola. I pushed firmly to the roof of my mouth and was latched onto Brenda. I continued sucking and imagined I was tit feeding from a lactating woman, sweet tit milk flowing into my mouth.

"Oh, baby" cooed Brenda.

She put a hand behind my head and pulled me into her tit. The biggest tit I had ever held was deep in my mouth and the woman attached to it was reveling in my attention and attachment. After a couple of minutes, she wanted to feel the same thing on her other tit. I unlatched and let her go. She slowly lifted off my mouth and kissed my forehead. Then she slowly presented the other tit to my eagerly awaiting lips. I started the process once more to bring her in to me and latch onto that beautiful nipple and areola. The new nipple continued to swell under the suckling of my tongue. The other nipple was soft and stuck way out in front of her areola. I brushed it with my thumb and found it swollen, soft and extended from suckling. It felt wonderful. I continued to suckle the new tit and stroke softly. Brenda was fully getting into this action. She was thrusting her mound into my abdomen.

We lay there for several minutes as I worshiped her tits. She switched tits in my mouth every minute or so. She wanted to feel my mouth suction and tongue on both tits for as long as I would provide that pleasure to her. She finally decided that it was time to let her tits relax and recover while she explored a new activity with me. I put my hands on her hips and pulled for her to move further up my body.

"Ohhh... babe."

Her knees got to my armpits. She sat her pussy down on my sternum and ground down for a second. She closed her eyes and smiled as she pressed her moist crotch into me.

"Ooooo... yesssss."

I put my hands on her butt and pulled again. She raised one knee, spread it out to the side and put it on the bed past my shoulder. Then she did the same with her other knee. She sat back down, pussy on my neck and mound under the bottom of my chin. Here eyes stared down into mine. She looked very serene. My arms were between her legs and I could bring my hands up to stroke her panties and butt cheeks. Her cheeks were firm and felt so smooth with the panties. She brought her hands up to her tits and caressed them both as she massaged her nipples. She stared at me the entire time.

I pulled one more time at her butt. She lifted off my neck and scooched forward until her pussy was directly over my face. She was clean shaven and not a hair was to be seen. I blew up onto her moist pussy and panties and she clenched me with her knees and calves.

"I want you, honey."

"I want you too. Come to me."

Brenda placed her hands on the wall of the van for support and slowly dropped down to my waiting lips. Her panties smelled of perfume and the gusset was moist with excitement and anticipation. I could feel my own dick throbbing and contracting every few seconds. The gusset made contact with my lips and I could feel the inner pussy lips and clit through the satin. This was hot.

"Use me."

She placed her clit on my chin and began to rub.

"Gentle babe."

She reduced pressure and began to move her hips front to back a few strokes. Then she moved side to side for a few strokes. Then she gyrated in circles. She followed that with diagonal strokes. All the while her clit maintained even pressure on my chin.

"Enjoy yourself. This is for you. Only for you Bren." I encouraged her to keep going.

Brenda was rhythmically stroking and rubbing her clit on my chin. I had my hands on her butt, feeling her getting into the ride. I could look up to her face and see her eyes closed and her lips pulled tight as she concentrated on rubbing her clit on me. Sometimes, she lowered her head and I could see her whole face as she directed all her attention to her clit and the feelings being generated on my chin. All that power going into her clit. Amazing force.

As she stroked back and forth over my chin, I worked a hand up between her legs and hooked a finger into her panty gusset. I slowly worked the gusset to the side, exposing her swollen clit rubbing on my chin. I pulled the gusset as far as it would go to make sure it wouldn't slip back. Brenda understood my desire and accommodated me. She lifted her clit off my chin and re-positioned it over my waiting mouth. She slowly brought heaven down to my lips.

Her clit came down in the middle of my mouth. My wet lips could make a seal with her labia and pussy so I could begin to suck.

"Oh my God, babe. Do me..." Brenda panted.

I established suction and her labia came down to my teeth. Her clit was in the middle of all that moist flesh. I could feel the soft, swollen nub on the tip of my tongue. I gave her clit several quick licks and Brenda shuddered and moaned with pleasure. I moved my mouth around in a circle under her pussy and her clit followed my tongue obediently. Both of Brenda's hands were firmly on the wall as she brought more weight to bear on my lips.

She wasn't thrusting anymore. She sat still and absorbed the sucking in and out and lapping of the flat and tip of my tongue. Pleasure was flowing into her clit and her pussy felt like it was glowing. She was hot and moist on my face. I continued to suck her clit in and out of my mouth, rubbing and licking it with my tongue. I could feel her clit swelling and getting bigger by the minute. Her clit was getting hard and erect. God, it was amazing feeling that transformation taking place because of my tongue. And Brenda's reactions were very sexy and arousing.

I took my hands back to her butt cheeks and squeezed deeply into her flesh. Such a finely curved shape I could easily mold with my hands. It felt so good to rub and stroke on the smooth skin and slippery satin on her butt. It felt good to have her writhing on may face because of what my mouth and tongue were doing to her. She was in the position of power, but I had her under my control. There was nothing she could do. There was nothing she wanted to do but rub pleasure into her pussy and clit. My face was the place she had to be. My face was where I wanted her to be.

I was able to devote most of my attention to her hardened and erect clit that stood out from under its hood. I had never gotten to stimulate such a big clit. It was like a little dick sticking out from under the hood. And playing with it was driving Brenda crazy. Her hips gyrated wildly as she thrust her clit into my mouth and drug it across my tongue and teeth. I could only imagine what she was feeling. But it must have been good for what she was doing to herself and me.

She was getting more insistent with her motions. Her hips were getting less articulated as she settled into a front to back grind, over and over again. Her head was thrown back to the ceiling and she was panting and moaning to the rhythm of her hips on my face. Sexual tension must be building up based on her concentration. She was in her own world now. I provided the tools she needed to get to where she wanted her body to be. She had to be very close to exploding inside.

She pulled her hands from the wall and put her finger tips to her mound at the clit hood. She began rubbing furiously. She wanted all the tension to be going into her clit until it would finally exploded back outwards. She looked down, her chin on her chest. Her tits bounced up and down on her chest as she rubbed hard on her clit. Rubbing the sexual tension into her core. Her eyes were open, but they were empty, not seeing anything in front of them. I could feel her legs beginning to twitch on the sides of my head. She pushed as hard as she could to press her pussy into my mouth. I sucked and licked on her clit in sync with her hip movements.

Then I felt her clit contract up into her pussy, pulling the swollen erect clit shaft out of my mouth. Both her hands went straight to her pussy and began to hug the flesh up into her hips. Her hips began to buck out of control as she released a loud moan. Her knees jerked in and out slapping the sides of my head. She removed her hands and fell back down onto my mouth. I began licking her clit as fast as I could.

"Aye... SHIT..." she screamed.

Her orgasm exploded between her hips, starting in her pussy and like electric shocks, radiated out to the extremities of her body. Waves struck her tits causing her nipples to harden and stand out. She grit her teeth and held her chin to her chest. Her clit contracted up into her pussy over and over again as waves of pleasure pulsed out of her crotch. She was in a different world. As she spasmed over and over with each shock of pleasure from her powerful orgasm. She created that for herself and now she was drowning in the waves crashing through her body. Her eyes rolled back in her head and I only saw whites of her eyes.

I put my hands up on her ribs to steady her as she spasmed on my face. She was slowly beginning to relax and become less vocal with her moans and expletives. But I thought she might still pass out from what she did to herself. That was an amazing orgasm. I could see beads of sweat forming on her chest and tits and forehead. Goose bumps on her areolas started to shrink away out of sight. Her clit was softening and shrinking back under her hood. She was about done.

I got her off my face and got her to lay back down next to me. I threw a blanket over us and spooned with her. My erect dick was in between her butt cheeks and my hands held her tits. She snuggled back against me. She wound down for another few minutes before saying anything.

"What was that? I never felt anything like that with the guys. Where did that come from?" She asked.

"Hey, it was all you. It's always been there. You just needed to let it out."

"No. I've rubbed out plenty of orgasms. I've used fingers, toys, vibrators, my Hitachi, even the guys have eaten me out. But I've never cum like that before. I almost fainted. Christ." She was still bewildered by her reaction from sitting on my face.

"Hell, we woulda' been out of here fifteen minutes ago if I did it my way." She claimed.

"You still wanna fuck me?" I asked.

"On your back, stud. Let's have a look at you."

I let go of her body and rolled on to my back. She pulled away the blanket and looked me over.

"Kinda on the small side, are we?" She claimed. I hoped she was just kidding around with me. I hadn't had the chance to check out the other men in the crew so I had nothing to compare my dick with. Steph seemed happy. So, I don't know what is normal around here.

"It's not the size of the hammer, mam, it's how you drive the nail." I quipped.

"Shit, a philosopher of construction." She patted me on the cheek and bent over to my semi soft dick.

She kissed the head and breathed her hot breath on it. She kissed the head again and, while kissing, opened her mouth and began swirling her tongue around the tip. That felt wonderful. Then she closed her lips and sucked me in to her mouth to the base of my shaft. That happened so fast that I jerked from surprise and the pleasure. She turned her head so I could see her eye. She winked and went back to work.

I could feel my dick at the back of her mouth, at the start of her throat. She would suck and massage me with her tongue. Then she slid me in and out of the length of her mouth. Each stroke causing immense, pleasurable sensations to flow into the core of my dick. I had to move my hands to her bobbing head. I didn't want any of those sensations to escape. I wanted them all to stay inside me. I wasn't controlling her bobbing depth or speed. Just following along to get another share of the experience. It was very sensational when she let her teeth lightly scratch along the length of my dick and over the head. There was no aggression. Just a passionate blow job.

She used her fingers to scratch and stroke the hair and skin of my balls. That, along with her mouth and tongue, felt sensational. I resisted the urge to start thrusting and fucking her mouth. I wanted this to last. She raised her mouth to the tip of my dick and tried to suck me inside out. At the same time, she alternately jacked and stroked up and down on my shaft while scratching my balls. The stimulation was intense and I could feel the sexual tension building in my penis. But I didn't want to cum in her mouth or squirt all over my stomach and chest. I wanted to save that for when I fucked her pussy.

I stopped her head bobbing before she sent me over the proverbial edge. I was so close to ejaculating, but I was able to stop her.

"God, that was fucking amazing, but I don't want to nut yet. Let me come down a bit."

She got up and moved around to straddle my legs and position her tits above my dick. She lowered her tits so they straddled my dick and rested on my abs. She wanted to let me fuck her tits. I held the sides of her tits and pressed them together against my dick. Her tits were warm and soft. It felt wonderful. I tried to stroke in and out of her tit cleavage, but we had gotten to dry. I couldn't slide in or out of the cleavage.

Brenda raised herself up, positioned her mouth over my dick and let a large gob of saliva dribble down, onto my shaft. She quickly settled back down over my dick and let me squeeze in with my hands. She looked deep into my eyes.

"Fuck my beautiful tits baby." She stayed still so I could begin thrusting.

I rolled my hips forward and the tip of my dick appeared. Then I rolled my hips back and my dick disappeared back into the cleavage of her tits. The skin of my dick got amazing stimulation from sliding against the moist skin of her tits. The skin was so smooth. No texture like you feel from inside the pussy. I could fuck this cleavage all day long and never cum. So, I humped and thrust, enjoying the sensations from the stimulation. I felt so close to Brenda while fucking her tits.

"You can cum on my neck and face."

"Oh, no, Bren. You're not a target. I won't do that to you."

I kept fucking her tits. I could feel the flesh of her tits move against my hands as my dick went from the bottom of her tits to appear out of the cleavage. The flesh dropped away as I drew back on my out stroke. I just plain wanted to feel the smooth skin and squishy flesh of her magnificent tits. I finally put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her up. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her lips softly and for a long time.

"I want to be inside you Bren. I want us to be one in this time and space. I want this for you. We can take our time. I don't want to cum until you do. So, you're in control. Just stop when I ask you to, okay?"

"Do you want me on top?" She asked.

"Yes, you're in charge. I trust you. Make yourself happy. I'm here for you."

"Let me get my panties."

She rolled on her back pushed her panties off her hips, then raised her legs and slid them up and off over her feet. She brought her hands and panties back down to her tits. Then she held her panties up to my face. I pushed my face into the panties and the palm of her hand and stayed there, inhaling the scent of her pussy. The panties were very moist, the fabric very soft and the scent very sexy and arousing.

"You like?"

"Oh yeah. Your body is a magical wonderland."

She moved the panties off my face.

She kissed me passionately on the lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I gave her my tongue in return. As we were locked together, she slid her mound past my dick head until it was able to pop up between her legs. Then, still lip locked, she began to slide slowly back down my body. I felt my dick touch the warm, moist flesh of her pussy lips and she stopped. She rolled her clit into my crotch and kept rolling, sliding her clit through my pubic hair. Then she slid back while pushing her mound into my crotch. I felt her pussy lips once more, and, as she slid back, she rolled the top of her hips down into mine. That motion raised my dick into perfect alignment with the opening of her pussy.

She slid back and I felt the tight squeeze of her pussy on my dick. She continued sliding and the pressure on the tip of my dick lessened and I could feel myself, sliding into her pussy, almost like I was being sucked in. Her pussy was hot and moist and I could feel the texture on the walls of her pussy sliding by. She moved slowly, driving me deeper and deeper into the depths of her body. Her tits were rolling down my chest as she inched further and further down on me. I finally felt the entrance of her pussy push against the base of my dick and I was in. I didn't feel her cervix but my whole penis was encased in her pussy in a warm moist hug. Brenda clenched her pussy muscles and gave me a tight hug. God this all felt so good.

"Welcome home babe. So much better than my usual fuck."

"Be gentle, Bren."

"You got it, baby,"

With that assurance, Brenda started a slow, passionate fuck, slowly rolling her hips to move my dick in and out only a small amount. There was light pressure on the top of my tip and I could feel flesh sliding back and forth deep inside her. G-spot?

"Oh, hun, that's perfect. That's the spot. MMmmmm..."

She continued to make small movements so I was only touching one spot inside her. We were truly one and she was using me as I wanted. There were little quivers that ran up and down her pussy that I felt on my shaft. There was a lot going on in there that you would never feel with aggressive thrusting and jack hammering away. The body is made for pleasure. Fucking like an animal makes you miss all that nature put there for your enjoyment. So, I lay there enjoying the feel of Brenda's hips rolling on top of mine. I contracted my dick to send a pules into Brenda's pussy as a sign I was happy.

"You like that?"

"MMmmmm..."

So, we rolled on. Our bodies were being stuck together with sweat as my penis stroked along inside her pussy one inch at a time. I could feel her pressing her clit hood into my crotch at the base of my dick. And the entrance of her pussy was pressing firmly against the bottom inch of my shaft as I slid in and out of her body. Her cheek was against mine and I could hear her low, rhythmic moans as she rolled.

"Do you cowgirl?" I asked.

Brenda smiled and raised her tits off my chest. She rolled her hips back as she sat up and moved her legs up to my sides. I never came out and I could sense I was deeper inside her in this position. And I could look up at her tits and on up to her happy face. She raised herself up almost four inches until my dick was almost coming out of her pussy. Then she dropped back down. Her tits bounced and swayed during that motion. That was too much stimulation for me to last much longer.

"Stop... please..." My face was pleading to her. She stopped moving and gave me a concerned look.

"Not good for you?"

"Way to good, Bren. I'll cum in 30 seconds."

"That's okay. You can cum in me."

"No. It's you and me all the way. You have to slow down, though."

"I'll raise up and you thrust into me the way you want." She offered.

"No, let me show you another way."

I had her sit back down on my dick. I had her roll the bottom of her hips forward. That pulled my dick out of the depths of her pussy a little. Then I had her roll the top of her hips over her pussy and grind her clit into my pubes. Then with her clit pressed into my hair I had her slide back until the base of my shaft hit the front of the entrance to her pussy and she couldn't slide back any more. She continued to roll the top of her hips back past her pussy pushing me deeper inside her. Then she lifted up a little and slid her clit forward again. This was the start of the second stroke.

"I've had girlfriends do that on me. I can do that." She smiled and started gently grinding on me.

There was not much of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy as she made her hip roll and grind work on me. All the motion was in her hips and knees. She kept her hands on my chest and her upper body never moved, her tits stayed almost perfectly still. She was doing an amazing job hip rolling and writhing and sliding her clit on my crotch while my dick slid in and out of her body. It was hot and sexy and arousing. She was a vision of fluid motion.

"God, Bren, you make me feel so good..." I moaned.

She smiled and continued her gentle grinding. Her eyes fluttered closed after a few minutes as she pleasured herself on my body. I could feel her pussy hug my dick and random contractions moved up and down. She was so hot and moist and my dick was sliding in and out of her pussy so smoothly, so gently. She tilted her head back and breathed deeply with each stroke and roll. Her nipples and areolas were hard and erect, pointing out of her tits. I reached up and gently stroked them with my fingertips. She looked back down and me and smiled. She looked so happy and relaxed. I felt happy for her.

We were square in the middle of civilization, surrounded by people and such. But at that very moment we were in our own world, connected together as one. There was nothing outside our sphere. Only the feelings we were sharing, the common spirit between us. We were one, connected by flesh and conscious energy. This was nature's gift. To let us escape into our own world if we chose to. We chose to share our bodies and I chose to be there for Brenda.

"I'm getting close. I want more control..." Brenda told me.

She leaned forward and brought her legs in between mine. She spread my legs more with her knees. She put her fingers under my knees and began to lift. I began to raise my legs up.

"Put your thighs on your gut. I'm going jungle on you." She was going Amazon on me for the finale.

I pulled my thighs down to my stomach and grabbed my ankles to keep my legs pulled down. She pushed my knees apart. I kept them apart for her with my hands. My dick stood up, waiting to be taken. My ass was spread wide. Brenda moved up against my butt and spread her knees apart. She adjusted her position so she could pull my dick back. I felt her push her hips forward and felt the tip of my penis plunge into her pussy. She continued pushing her hips forward until her pussy was solid on my crotch.

She pulled her butt back and I slid part way out. She slapped her pussy back into my crotch. From the back it had to look like I was being butt fucked by a guy, but it was Brenda thrusting her pussy down on my dick, then pulling back off. God, she really got into it. She was in total control. I could not move my body at all to help her. I had gifted her my dick for her own pleasure. She was making the most of it. Her hips made a loud slap on my butt every time she finished her thrust. My dick bent back towards my ass every time she pulled back. My dick went way up in her pussy every time she slapped down on me. I was sliding back and forth on the bed with each stroke. And her tits bounced all over her chest as she pushed and pulled her hips.

She looked down on me with an intense look in her eyes. Her face had a stern expression. She was finally in her element and getting off on me. I could feel my dick sliding in and out of her pussy. I swear it was pulsing continuously as she moved. And every time she finished her downward thrust, her pussy clenched down hard around me. I could feel myself getting close to the edge. I was going to cum and squirt hard inside Brenda any minute. There was nothing I could do. She was forcing me past the point of no return.

"Oh my God, Bren. I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum..."

She began thrusting down on me with a new urgency. Was she trying to make me cum or was she trying to catch up with me?

"Cum on me, Bren. I want to feel your orgasm, share it with me. Cum on me..."

"Here I cum baby... OHhhhhh... FUCK ME!" Brenda screamed.

Brenda drove me down into the missionary position in one thrusting motion. She lay, stretched out on top of me, driving her hips up and down like a machine. She grabbed my face and began kissing me all over and biting gently at the same time. She was smothering me with her face and mouth. Her tits were grinding into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her back and waist and held on for dear life.

I couldn't hold back any longer and my dick exploded. I felt the first contraction of cum squirt as she bottomed out on her stroke. Brenda's reaction was immediate as she screamed and locked onto my dick. It was like I was grabbed by a fist and couldn't move. She began to lift me as she started her next stroke. We were one in orgasm now. She bit my lip and began to writhe on top of me. Her hips were going like a jackhammer on my dick.

My orgasm was five huge contractions filling her pussy with cum. Each squirt was an explosion of pleasure starting in my dick and speeding outward to every nerve in my body. Even after I stopped squirting, waves of pleasure kept flowing from my dick with each stroke of Brenda's hips.

At the same time, Brenda was having her own orgasm explode in her clit. It started as soon as she felt me squirt into her pussy. She bit my lip, screamed and began to grunt into my face with each stroke. The more our hips pounded together the more pleasure poured from her clit. Each wave of pleasure made her body jerk when it started flowing outward. I tried to hold her tight against my body, hoping to absorb her energy as it left her body. We were one, sharing this soul shattering orgasm together.

The pleasurable sensations slowly ebbed, leaving our bodies and senses numb. We could only lay there, arms and legs tangled as we left our own private universe and rejoined the world. My mind was emerging from the sexual tunnel to the outer world. I could see Brenda lying on me. I could feel her breathing. I could feel her tits pressing into my chest. And I certainly could feel my erect dick still locked in her pussy. Any time I felt a muscle spasm on my dick, Brenda's body would jerk in response, followed by a long quiet moan.

Brenda was also coming down. Her brow and hair were soaked with sweat as was her back. Our bodies were slipping against each other, lubricated by our sweat. I could still smell Brenda's perfume. It was my anchor to this part of reality. She floated in her own euphoria, being pleasured by waves of exquisite feelings still flowing from her pussy that still pulsed from the passing orgasm. She could feel my dick still buried deep in her pussy and the warm fluids our bodies mixing together. She didn't have any control over the muscles in her pussy, but she could feel them beginning to relax, releasing even more pleasure. Orgasmic aftershocks continued long after the first explosion had dispersed.

Each contraction of her pussy had the involuntary effect of squeezing my softening dick out of her body. I did not want that. I wanted to stay inside her for as long as I could. After a squeeze, I would push myself back inside as hard and as far as I could. She hugged me with her arms each time I tried. She didn't want me to come out either. We still wanted to be one, physically and spiritually.

"Stay baby, don't go... I want you inside me..." she cooed.

"Bren... hold me... stay with me..." I pleaded.

We held tight to each other. Sharing our energy and desires. But Mother Nature is a bitch. Brenda continued to have involuntary contractions that gave her pleasure but continued to try and push us apart. My dick was still inside her warm, wet pussy but I was completely flaccid now. There was no control in my body over my dick or her pussy. We kept our legs tight and held our bodies together, but we could both feel we were losing the battle to nature. Brenda had another contraction. I could feel my dick folding and squishing into itself. Brenda cried out:

"No... not yet... I'm not ready. Stay inside me..."

The last contraction I felt triggered the feeling of losing the battle to stay inside Brenda. That last squeeze popped my dick out of her and I settled between her legs. I could feel the fluids we produced during sex beginning to leak out of her pussy. I felt them running down my dick to my crotch and after a few seconds running over my balls to the blanket on the bed. We were done. It was over. I was no longer one with Brenda and sharing our sex filled world of pleasure. We were just two naked people, sweated together on a bed in the back of a van. Our shared experience was becoming a fading memory as each second ticked by. I gave Brenda a long, strong hug and kissed her softly on her mouth.

"That was wonderful. You were amazing, Bren. It felt so good being inside you."

"I never had a man like that, ever. I never knew, what I just found out, what I was missing, until right now." Brenda was looking into herself as a woman.

"Thanks for sharing your body with me, Bren. I will remember this forever."

"Sex was always being bent over a pool table, having my panties ripped down and some stud ramming his dick in me for 30 seconds before he came." Brenda said.

"It doesn't have to be like that with all men. Some of us like to experience making love longer than a minute. You're worth a whole lot more than just a minute, Bren." I was trying to be honest with Brenda without sounding too corny.

"You opened my eyes, Jim. I enjoy a quickie, as long as it doesn't feel like rape, but this... taking time to make love, to satisfy myself, to be satisfied by someone concerned for what I want, to share the experience with... that's new." Brenda was sincere with me.

"Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome, mam. Now get the fuck off me so I can breathe."

Brenda faked a shocked look and gave me a gentle slap on the face. Then she leaned in and gave me another kiss.

We both got up and sat on the bed, side by side. We turned into each other for another kiss. I went for one last tit caressing moment and stroking her nipples to another erection. That moment also passed to quickly. We started finding our clothes and began getting dressed. We pulled on our underwear together.

"Nice tightie whities."

"Nice purple panties." I replied.

"You know, this sexual encounter doesn't mean anything. You're still a punk laborer in the yard."

"Yeah, and you're just the queen bitch in the office."

"Touche." Brenda grabbed my dick and I grabbed a tit and we kissed again.

"You could be a good friend."

"So could you."

I liked where we ended up. We could be friends. I had Steph for my significant other and Brenda now had a whole new world.

We finished dressing and straightened up the back of the van. We hopped into the front seats and Brenda drove me over to my truck. I grabbed my gloves and the dirty blanket and got out.

"I'll get this washed up and back to you in a couple of days."

"You'd better, or your ass is grass!" she smiled back. "Bye now, lover, and thanks for a wonderful evening. Now fuck off." With that, Brenda rolled up her window and drove away.

That was a nice way to spend an evening at the Cave Inn. My dreams of hooking up had come true. I was glad it turned out the way it had. It could have been sex with a complete stranger or with a workmate from the site. It was good to know Brenda a little better. And when she was onto the whole scene, she was great at sex.

Time to head back to the Barn. I still had time to wash the blanket and shower up before bed. Steph probably wouldn't be back until late, so I would see her bright and early in the morning before work. So, when I got back to The Barn, I got my kit, fresh work clothes, towel, laundry supplies and headed off to the laundry room. I set the blanket for a quick wash and headed for the showers. When I got back to the laundry room, the blanket was washed. I would just hang it to dry and get it in the morning.

Time for bed...

End, Part Eleven