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Content Rating Notice: XGC -- May Contain Extreme Graphic Content
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One Wild Ride
Jess and Chris go on a wild ride...
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One Wild Ride
Written by J. Marie Ravenshaw



My friends and I decided to spend the day at the beach. It was beautiful; you really couldn’t ask for a better day. There was barely any cloud cover and the sun shone brightly overhead. It was lunchtime and we were barbequing, all of us were sitting under a canopy on a crusty old picnic table. I swear that if I slid on that bench I’d get a splinter in the ass.

“Hey Jess, me thinks you have an admirer.” Sophie whispered with a head tilt to her right, big smile spread across her face.

I tried to play it cool and slowly turned my head toward who she was -oh so covertly- motioning to. My eyes met his. I had never seen eyes that color before. They were the lightest brown I had ever seen, almost amber. They really set off his golden tan skin. He gazed into my eyes, not flinching at all, he didn’t care that he’d been found out.

He was handsome in a rugged sort of way. His dark hair was cut very short. Evidence of hard play apparent; what hair he had was slightly mussed. He wore no shirt and a pair of ratty jeans. It seemed too hot to be wearing jeans, but he had plenty of air holes in them. He smiled. It was the kind of smile that went all the way to his eyes. I couldn’t help but smile back.

He must have taken my smile as an invitation, because he started to walk toward us. I turned my attention back to Sophie and whispered, “What do I do now?”

She reluctantly tore her eyes from him and looked me in the eye, talking so that her lips didn’t move, “Introduce yourself, and talk to him. C’mon Jess, it hasn’t been that long has it?” Then she looked past me and held out her hand, “Hiya! I’m Sophie.”

I turned, watched him take her hand, and say, “Nice to meetcha Sophie, I’m Chris.” He released her hand and turned his whole body toward me. “And you are?”

I extended my hand and said, “I’m Jess.”

He took my hand and raised it to his lips, placing the softest kiss on the back of my hand. His amber eyes rolled up to meet mine, his warm breath fluttered against my skin sending shivers up and down my spine as he said, “Nice to meetcha, Jess. Can I just say…you are very beautiful.”

Warmth infused my cheeks as I looked away; I just knew I was turning beet red. “Thank you.” I said softly. God, he’s forward…

He let go of my hand, but maintained eye contact, “I was wondering if you’d take a ride on the jet-ski with me…”

“Me?”

He smiled and said, “Yeah, you.”

I glanced toward Sophie, she mouthed, “Go.”

I bit my lip and glanced up at Chris. “Alright, but I gotta be back for the bonfire.”

He flashed his contagious smile, “Sure thing,” he held his hand out for me. I wrapped my fingers around his palm as he helped me off the splintered bench. I glanced back at Sophie as Chris led me away toward the beach. She yelled, “We won’t wait up for ya’ Jess…go have fun!” She winked at me and turned toward the others.

“There she is,” he gestured to the Sea-Doo pulled up on the beach. He lifted my arm, his beautiful amber eyes appraising me from head to toe, “You got a suit on underneath that?”

I blushed, the warmth creeping into my hairline. “Y-yes I do.”

Chris’ lip curled up into a small smile. He released my hand and started to walk toward his jet-ski as he spoke over his shoulder, “Alright then, strip down girl. Got a jacket o’er here for ya’.”

I shrugged and pulled my shirt over my head revealing my favorite red string bikini top. I folded my shirt up and walked toward a nearby tree, setting it at the base. Then unsnapped my shorts and pushed them over my hips, allowing them to fall to the ground. I picked them up and glanced back toward Chris as I folded them.

He was staring at me openly. He shook his head and returned his attention to snapping his life jacket, then straddled the machine. He turned the key and the jet-ski roared to life. “You comin’?” He glanced up and raised a brow.

“Yeah, where’s that life jacket?”

He pointed to the shore, “Jus’ there. You need help?”

I smiled. “Naw, somehow I think I’ll manage.” I shrugged on the jacket and clipped the front. “Alright, think I’m ready.”

Chris nodded and said with a lecherous grin, “Cool, hop on. I’m gonna take you for a wild ride. You’ll be beggin’ for more.”

“We shall see…won’t we?” I climbed on the machine behind him, straddling the cushion.

“You gotta hold on or you’ll fall off.” He grasped my wrists and wrapped my arms around his waist. “There, that’s perfect…Oh yeah, feels so good…” he said as he wiggled back into my lap.

I was about to spew a retort when he sped off from the shore. I gasped and tightened my embrace. “Oh yeah, harder!” He yelled against the wind whipping into his face. He glanced back, a mischievous grin curling his lips. I smiled back and hit his shoulder playfully.

He turned about wildly, narrowly avoiding throwing me from the back of the machine. To be honest, I am surprised my string bikini bottoms didn’t fall off completely; they weren’t made for hard play. The ride was a lot of fun; but, I really wanted to drive. So, I slapped him on the back and asked, “Can I drive?”

“Sure thing.” He smiled and stopped. “Switch with me.” He stood and balanced on the side as I slid to the front. He sat down behind me and showed me how to accelerate and brake. Then, wrapped his arms around my waist, with his legs on either side of me, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Now don’t make me regret this, Jess.”

I rolled my eyes. “Would I do that?”

“I don-…” I pressed my thumb down hard on the accelerator. We flew across the lake, the wind whipping through my hair. I slowed slightly and turned quickly throwing us into a one-eighty. “Sheesh Jess, you been holding out on me.”

I laughed and said, “Pfft, you don’t even know me!” I gazed into his eyes, the smile slowly faded from my lips. I looked away and said, “The suns goin’ down, we should head back, I think. This was really fun though.”

“Yeah it was. Bring us back in Ma’ Capitain!” He chuckled under his breath and tightened his embrace. “I better hold on tight, no tellin’ what crazy ass shit yer’ gonna do next.”

We raced off toward the beach and shored the Sea-Doo. I glanced up at the sky; the sun had just sunk below the horizon leaving a trace of pink that faded to the purple dusky color just above it.

I started to walk up the beach and had just un-clipped my life jacket when I heard Chris pounding up behind me. I turned around quickly as he plowed into me. He knocked me to the sand and landed on top of me, pinning my arms above my head.

“What the hell are you doing?” I wriggled beneath him.

Chris gazed down into my eyes, his smile slowly faded from his face. “I didn’t wanna let you go quite yet…” He glanced toward my lips and then those honey-colored, lust-filled, eyes returned to mine. He slowly leaned down and captured my lips with his. So soft…I melted, my body went fluid beneath him. I fell into that kiss, savoring every bit of it. My heart was racing, stomach full of butterflies flitting about. I relished the soft brushes of his lips and tongue against my own.

He finally pulled away from me, his eyes half-lidded. In a roughened voice he said, “We should get to that bonfire. Unless…” He seemed to think for a bit, and then he asked, “You wanna take a quick walk?” He tilted his head to the side and bit his lower lip, awaiting my answer.

Totally dazed from his masterful kiss, I just nodded.

He chuckled and said, “Yes to what? Walk or bonfire?”

“Walk,” I breathed.

He stood up and offered me his hand. “Well then, let’s go.”

I wrapped my fingers around his warm palm. He pulled me up as I brushed the sand from my legs and thighs. I let go and walked toward my clothes. I leaned down to pick them up. He ran up behind me and grabbed hold of my hand, spinning me toward him. His muscular arm wrapped around my waist and pulled my body against his. He looked down at me and growled, “You don’t need ‘em.” as he walked me backward into the woods.

My eyes fixated on the contours of his tanned, muscular chest. I could feel that he was aroused. I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t dripping with need at this point either. He ground his erection against the front of me. I gasped and shuddered in response. He leaned down and captured my lips in a bruising kiss.

I reciprocated, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I was out of my mind with lust for this man I barely knew. I knew I would regret it later, but at the moment, I didn’t care. I wanted him now. He clenched my ass in his palms, fingers splayed, holding me firmly to him so he could thrust against my most intimate parts.

I broke the kiss by turning my head to the side and moaning my pleasure. I started grinding against him even harder. But it wasn’t enough. “Harder…” I whispered. I absently noted that he’d been walking with me attached to him the whole time as he backed me up against a thick tree trunk. His hand behind my head took the full impact as he pressed me into it. He thrust against me harder. “You’re going to make me come…I need to be inside you.”

He leaned forward and captured my lips with his once again, then broke our kiss by trailing kisses to my ear. His roughened cheek brushed against mine, his hot breath flitted against my ear as he whispered, “Say yes…please…say yes.”

“Ye-…” He cut me off, hands cradling my face so he could take my mouth hard. I tensed, but soon melted into his kiss. I moaned into his mouth and let my hands creep down his back. Every time I made a noise it seemed to drive him mad with lust, he’d thrust against me even harder. I’d be sore tomorrow…I didn’t care. 

He broke the kiss and rasped, “Climb me…” I did as he asked. His hands brushed against my bottom a few times as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He pushed his pants down over his hips and untied the sides of my little red bikini. He grinned as he pulled the bottoms from between my legs and tossed them to the forest floor.

He gazed into my eyes as I sank down onto him. I moaned at the feel of him buried deep within my sex. His eyes rolled back, then, met mine as he began to thrust into me. I moaned and closed my eyes, eyelashes fluttering against my cheeks. He pumped harder; all I could do was writhe against him, thrashing my head from side to side.

I arched my back, crying out. He wrapped his arms tightly around my torso, trapping me against him as he bucked furiously inside me. He threw his head back and groaned toward the heavens. His neck tensed as he pulled his length from within me, and his seed began to pump from him.

I was still coming, digging my nails into his back as the juices flowed freely from within, and snaked warmly down my thighs. With one final shudder, he collapsed against me, pressing me hard against the rough tree. I licked my lips and closed my eyes, completely sated. His breathing ragged, he chuckled and asked in a rough voice, “What did you do to me, Jess?”

I laughed and hugged him close as I tried to catch my own breath. Then managed to get out, “You said earlier, ‘I’m gonna take you for a wild ride. You’ll be beggin’ for more.’ Well…” The corner of my lip curled up in to a seductive smile. “I’m beggin’ for more now.”

Chris pulled back and gazed into my eyes. He raised his brow, a lazy smile spread across his face. He chuckled and said, “Ask, and you shall receive…”

 
The End

WC- 2148

Entry for "365 Stories! on 1/2/12.
Also entered into "Erotic Tales of Pleasure & Pain~closed! on 1/19/12
© Copyright 2012 J. Marie Ravenshaw (UN: bean2031 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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