Christina needs to make a stop.

Christina unlocks the car and lowers the top, putting her guitar case behind the seats.

"You have fun?" she asks with a grin as she starts the car.

"Yeah, it was a blast," you say, smiling back at her, as she puts it in gear and pulls away from the curb, doing a u-turn to aim the car back the way you came.

"You were pretty good," she tells you. "A little stage fright but you got over it. They liked you. The crowd I mean. The band too for that matter."

"It was pretty exciting," you answer. "Way different than playing in a locker room for my teammates."

"I bet," she laughs, suddenly pulling into a parking lot and stopping the car in the shelter of some trees. Before you can ask what she's doing, she grabs a handful of your shirt and devours your mouth with a kiss, her tongue electric in your mouth. She breaks the kiss with an earthy chuckle, climbing out of her seat to straddle your thighs.

"I knew there was a reason I wore a skirt today," she laughs softly, undoing your pants and reaching in to free your cock.

"Oh my, you're all excited," she purrs as she tugs her skirt up over her hips. "Must be thinking of that old blonde back at the bar." She raises herself and positions your cock against her pussy, and you feel the wet heat of her against your flesh. You're so aroused you can't speak, letting this astonishing woman take control of you. With a long groan she slowly impales herself on your shaft, her tight sheath squeezing you erotically as she starts to fuck you, one hand pressing on your chest for balance as she unbutton her top.

She has dispensed with a bra, and her firm breasts jiggle enticingly before you. With a low growl you pull her closer, nuzzling them and biting gently on her stiff nipples.

"Mmmmm, so it's not just a harp you can play with that mouth," she moans softly, writhing on your cock. She bends her head to yours and kisses you again with fiery passion, her cunt milking your throbbing cock with each thrust of her hips.

"You a sixty minute man, Brian? You gonna rock me all night long?" she chuckles throatily, nibbling at your lips as she fucks you. She's driving you insane, fucking and teasing you at the same time, your cock seeming to swell even harder inside her taut body.

"Not if you keep this up," you reply hoarsely. "You're incredible."

"Aren't I just," she moans. "Feel this." She impales herself fully on your engorged meat, and suddenly you feel her cunt muscles contracting and squeezing you, gripping you like a wet velvet vise.

"Fuhhhhkkkk," you moan, gritting your teeth to maintain control.

"Mmmm I think you like that," she purrs, rocking her hips rapidly on you, then doing it again. She grins down at you, her mouth wet and wanton and shiny, her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. "Oh yes you do, don't you?"

"Oh fuck yes!" you groan, your cock near the bursting point. "Fuck that's so fucking incredible."

She gives you a feral grin then starts to rut madly against you, her strong fingers digging into your shoulders as she writhes, her head thrown back as she groans in lewd bliss, her body shuddering as she comes. You can't hold back any longer, and you explode inside her wetness, pumping your hips upwards as though trying to drive your cock through the top of her head.

The two of you are like maddened animals, howling your orgasms into the night, uncaring of who might hear or see, concerned only with fucking and being fucked.