Let's go.

“A drive would be good.” You say with a wide smile plastered all over your face.

Getting up from your lap, Ellen snickers. “I thought you’d like the idea.”

Bending over at the foot of the bed Ellen reaches down and picks up her shoes, before sitting down beside you to lace and tie them. “Do you have a blanket in your car, or should we bring one?”

You reply that that there’s a blanket in your car, and as you stand, you shift your sex into a less embarrassing position. Ellen stands up next to you and you take her by the hand and out the door. Her hand is soft and warm. The trip down the staircase, out to the parking lot pass in a blur, Your mind is locked on two subjects Ellen’s sexy body, made even sexier by her being dressed in the cheerleading uniform, and Ellen’s apparent horniness.

As you get to your car, she releases your hand, and walks to the passenger side of the car, and when she slides into the seat, your eyes run all over her body. Her legs are lean, and firm, well toned. She’s defiantly been keeping in shape at college. Her blue and yellow skirt is pleated, and cut short at mid thigh. As you start the car and shift it into reverse, backing up and then quickly into drive to pull out of the lot, you put your hand on her knee, and massage it slightly, before returning it to the wheel. Her sweater is tight and form fitting, and accentuates her generous breasts. As you drive down the street, following Ellen’s directions to the county park, you speed over a bump in the road, and her tits jiggle slightly in the sweater. You remember the feel of her nipples between your lips. Licking them, sucking them while Ellen moaned with pleasure at the caress of your tongue, and ran her fingers through your hair.

“It’s only a couple more miles.” She says, smiling. Reaching to the door, she rolls the window down a few inches, and the wind tosses her silky golden hair in the air.

You can hardly get there fast enough. Coming to visit Ellen, you’d have never guessed you be screwing her less than two hours after getting to her dorm. She sure has changed. You’d have been lucky if you’d got to hold her hand before. She was “saving herself for marriage.” Back when you were in high school. You wonder what the reason was in her dramatic change in attitude.

“Turn right here, and go about another mile and a half.” Leaning over, she kisses you several times on the neck, and nips your ear lobe gently, flicking her velvety tongue briefly over it before pulling away, and sliding back to the passenger seat.

“When we stop, let’s get in the back seat, ok?”

“Sure.” You answer, nodding your agreement.

“I’m on the pill, so you don’t have to worry.” Ellen says softly, her face flushing. The old Ellen you knew from high school hasn’t totally disappeared.

Finally you turn once more, and park under a large group of old growth oak trees, near a small creek. As you shift into park, and shut off the car, you quickly look around, and see no other vehicles or people. You and Ellen will have complete privacy. She shucks off her shoes, and climbs over the seat to the back. As she does, you give her a playful slap on her rear end, she cries out in surprise. Following her you maneuver over the seat, and position yourself on the back seat. Ellen learns back against the seat, and you move your face to hers, and kiss her. Her arms embrace you, and her tongue snakes into your mouth as you kiss. She's warm, and her perfume and natural scent smell delicious. Your cock is hard, and sticky with natural lubricant. Looking down to your lap, Ellen moves her hand between your legs, and squeezes you shaft though your jeans.

“Mmmm, nice and hard.” She coos.

Your hands move to her back, and you tug her sweater out of her skirt, and slide your hands underneath on either side of her spine. Her flesh is warm and soft, and she leans forward slightly as you unhook her bra, and then pull her sweater over her head. Once off, she tosses it up to the front seat, along with her bra. Her pink nipples are erect with arousal, and taking her breasts in each hand, you massage the soft flesh, and pinch each nipple between your fingers.

“Oh yesss!’ Ellen cries out, closing her eyes as you fondle her.

After a few moments, she falls on top of you, and her hands move to your belt, tugging it quickly open, pulling the single button loose, and yanking the zipper quickly down.  Your shaft tents your underwear, and there is a large wet spot where the head of you cock tents the thin fabric.  Raising herself off you, Ellen moves back into a sitting position, and grabbing your hands pulls you back up as well.  You kick off your shoes, and push your jeans off, leaving you in your briefs.  Ellen slides next to you, and taking the waistband in her trim fingers, pulls them down to your knees.

Your cock stands hard and rigid. Veins throb along the nine inch shaft, and the purple colored head is shiny, smeared with clear precum. Her hand gripes your cock, and moves slowly up and down the shaft in a rythmic pumping action. Slowly Ellen takes the pad of her thumb and smears the sticky fluid over the head of your cock. It feels heavenly. Learning back, she continues to work her hand up and down your shaft.

“I love this.” She says. Adding “I’m so wet right now.”

She gives your cock a couple of quick hard jerks, and releases you, pressing her body next to yours. Her breasts press against your chest, and you can feel her nipples rubbing over you. You want her naked. You want her. Provocatively, she leans in close and licks the sticky precum off of her thumb.

“Is there more where that came from?” she asks in a girly girl voice.

Before you can answer she says “What do you want to do next?”