Charlotte Remembers Something.

"So good... so long since I had a real cock..." Charlotte panted, grinding her body down on me. "Thick real cock... big heavy balls... all wanting to let go in me raw..." Charlotte suddenly stopped moving. "Oh shit..." She gasped out.

Her hands came down to press against my chest, and she held herself quiescent, her body pulsing around me furiously.

"Brent..." She swallowed, a look of nervous fear on her face. "Tell me you didn't come yet."

"I'm... so close..." I gasped, all thoughts on my aching cock still buried within her fecund body. Just a moment more, only another thrust and I'd be there, culminating our relationship... fully mated.

"Don't move... don't move... don't come... please... don't come..." She whispered rapidly against my ear, slowly starting to slide her hips up. "Don't come inside me... not now." Her pussy began to pull free of me, and I concentrated on my breathing, anything other than the fact I was still inside of a beautiful woman who I ached to possess completely.

"Not now...?" I gasped, as another inch of my cock was relinquished by her pussy.

"No... I want you...oh god I want it... but... not now... do you understand? Not Now!" Her eyes closed and I felt more of her off of me. Only the head of my cock was still within her, and I felt it throb anticipation of the soothing release. "I'm not... I don't want it to end like this."

I breathed, willing myself back from that final edge as I felt the chill air against my entire length. I felt the incredible urge to grasp Charlotte's hips and thrust back into her, but there was something in her eyes that seemed almost broken. Something was very wrong, and as I looked, she seemed to find comfort in my realization.

"You didn't... oh my god... you... you listened to me..." Charlotte panted out. "Holy... you listened to me."

Her lips came down on me and her body seemed to want to melt into mine. I felt her hand grasping, sliding across my body to find my still rampant erection. She grasped it for a second then, whipped her hand away and pushed back again.

"You're... dangerous." She panted. "You're so... you're..." She paused, and glancing about herself, noticed the abandoned blanket. She moved quickly, pulling herself into the seat and wrapping the blanket around herself gently. Her breath came slowly and raggedly. "I wanted... oh I wanted to finish..."

She swallowed, and I realized that I was lying naked on a cold van floor, with a diminishing cock and a nervous woman. Absentmindedly I also noticed that the rain seemed to have lessened slightly... a slight pause in the torrent.

"I... maybe I should..." I offered, raising myself to my knees. "I should try the ignition again."

"Yeah..." Charlotte remarked, and I noticed that her eyes had not left my body. "Just try it one more time, and if it doesn't start... well, we see what else happens..."