| Rose Noire
A Trip to Sandia, Pt. 1
It was late Saturday morning before Tanja and Matt had set off on a trip
to Sandia. The plan had been to leave at 6 a.m. so they could put a
long day in hiking, but well, she took one look at him doing squats in
the nude and couldn’t resist mounting that 7 inch pleasure rod of his.
So between several trips to the shower and a few extended romps over his
body, they didn’t leave till late morning. Already the heat was almost
The truck took every bump in the rode in stride while the two passengers
in the truck glistened with sweat. Tanja knew it wasn’t only the heat
of the day that made her blood boil. Occasionally she’d find a reason
to rub her sticky, bare leg against Matt’s, then she’d let her mind
wander off on the possibilities for the rest of the day. Matt, glanced
at her occasionally, but his concentration was on the road ahead.
Along about Yeso, Tanja was more restless than she could stand, so she
let Matt know she wanted to stop in Vaughn for a break. When they
pulled into the empty convenience store parking lot, Tanja looked over
“I’m gonna head back to the john, if I’m not out in 20 minutes, come
back and get me.” She hopped out of the truck and disappeared into the
After a few minutes Matt decided to get some sodas, and headed into the
store. He picked up a couple sandwiches as well. When he got back to
the car she still wasn’t there so he when back to the WC and knocked.
“What’s taking so long? I’m ready to go.” He said in a hoarse whisper.
“Come in for a minute. I need a hand.” She whispered back.
He opened the door and she pulled him in from behind the door. She
closed the door and there she stood wearing absolutely nothing. She
was wet from head to toe. Her curly brown hair was plastered to her
“It’s so hot out there, I figured I’d take a quick bird bath. She
placed her hands on his chest and pushed him gently back to the
commode. When he sat down on the lid she mounted him and slid slowly
down his shaft; her mouth glued to his. He was responding with all the
vigor of a sailor on shore leave after 6 mos. out to sea.
Tanja rode him up and down, slipping and sliding down and up; up and
down the hard mass. She wrapped her arms about his neck, not breaking
the lip lock. He gripped the lobes of her ass from underneath. Her
firm jiggled and bounced up and down Matt’s chest, while she
continued to stroke Matt with her inner sanctum. Gradually she
increased the tempo of her movements. Up and down, as she came down
each time she rolled her buttocks under. The undulations of her pelvis
and the up and down movements soon had Matt throbbing; ready to
explode. But, she had other ideas. Just at the brink, she grabbed his
arms and brought them up and between them, stopping all motion as well.
“Well, Matt,” she said. “Tuck it in and save it for later.”
She smiled as she went over to the sink and rinsed herself, taking
pleasure in the baffled look of agony on Matt’s face. He was barely
standing when she walked out the door and went to the car.