Only Abbie

In this moment I'm not drunk, I'm not overwhelmed, I'm not bound. I thought I would be afraid, or unsure, or disturbed, but I've never been more resolute. I walk toward the beautiful woman before me. I can feel her hesitation, her insecurity, her fear. I want her to share this feeling, this emotion, this peace. Nothing in the world would bring me more joy than to make her smile...

I reach up and cup my hand around the back of her head, her golden blonde hair fills my hand and spills through my fingers. Her eyes immediately lock onto mine, it pains me to see how unsure they are. She opens her mouth to say something, but I know it won't be the truth. I pull her down to my level, I press my lips to her's, and without hesitation push my tongue into her mouth. I've never done this before, but in this moment that means nothing to me. At first my tongue flicks against hers but she stays motionless, but after a second or two her tongue explodes with passion. It coils around and wrestles mine, the strength of it catches me off guard but I relish the feeling. I'm no longer in a campground, I'm no longer standing in a kitchen, I'm no longer at the mercy of time.

Only Abbie...

We drink each other in as though we had spent our entire life wondering the desert. In our frenzied passion somehow I end up pushing Abbie back against the stove, she moans as she's pressed against it but never stops coiling my tongue. Her hands begin wondering my body as though they are searching for something. Before to long though they find something they want, and it happens to be my own hands. They pull mine up, and with a solid jerk **** them to grasp her tits. She gives an even breathier moan as my fingers begin to squeeze down on the heaven presented to them. It's as if my hands know exactly what they want, what they need. They grip down on the bottom and slowly slide up, my thumbs pressing even harder as they glide over her erect nipples. I expect another moan, but what I get is a a high pitched girlish whimper.

As the time passes and our passion ceases to relent I realize more than once I need to breathe. I only allow my self half a second to do so as though, I fear stopping for longer will break the spell that has allowed this to happen. I think Abbie feels the same, her tongue never stops for a second. My cock has never been harder in my life, it aches for me to release it. Like with everything happening right now my body decides what it wants for me. My whole body but especially my hips thrust forward banging her against the stove even harder, I hear a few dishes in the cabinet rattle as Abbie gives the most exquisite whimper yet.

My brain explodes with endorphins as my cock makes contact with her body, I shutter just a little but ultimately channel that energy into my tongue, into Abbie. We both kick into an even higher gear, something I didn't think was possible. Then... Then I feel something... Something that for the first time since this whole thing began gives me fearful hesitation...

The size... The heat... The pulsing...

Abbie's cock presses against me as I grind my own cock against her. Within seconds of it making contact I feel a shiver up my spine, my tongue stops moving as my brain struggles to process what it's feeling. Abbie continues for only a moment before breaking the kiss and looking at me with a smiley, dazed, perplexed look. Then she looks down at the massive bulge in her shorts that runs all the way up to her abdomen, she shuts her eyes, her smile is gone... Leaving as fast as it came...

Before she opens her eyes again she turns away from me and supports herself on the stove. I feel as though I'm falling, as though the earth simply crumbled beneath my feet. I hear Abbie give a few frantic breaths before putting her hand on the whiskey bottle. She pants as she speaks.

"So... So... Um yeah... It's... It's your turn now..."

I close my eyes "Truth or dare."

She doesn't turn around as she responds "Dare I guess."

I open my eyes and step toward her...

"I dare you to kiss me Abbie."

She turns, her sparkling blue eyes wider than I've ever seen them. I grin ear to ear as I get to see a face I know very few have. She gives a quivering exhale, then without hesitation dives at me. She grabs a full handful of my shirt and pulls me to her like I weigh nothing. The second our bodies collide her tongue is invading my mouth. This time her hand is on the back of my head, pulling me into her with such forceful strength. It's my turn to give a quivering exhale as her hand finds my ass and her teeth clamp down on my lip. Her hand grips so hard it almost hurts, her teeth bite so hard it almost hurts... But it doesn't hurt...

It feels amazing...

Before I can even comprehend what's happening she releases my lip and pulls against me with her full body weight. We stumble through the kitchen together, then the small living room, and finally we land on the couch. Her sitting with me on top. Her hands immediately latch onto my legs and **** me into a straddling position. I feel an intense heat against my cock, as I look down I can see why. My cock and balls are nestled directly on top of her pulsing shaft. As I look up again in surprise I see Abbie is gazing at me with a worried look. I smile at her and give one small little thrust of my hips.

"Truth or dare Abbie?"