My favorite place in this whole city has to be Lookout Mountain. You can see 360˚. It’s absolutely breathtaking. Last week, I took Joey up there for the first time. As we got out of the car, he wrapped his arm around my waist and told me how pretty it was. I led him toward the stairs and told him he hadn’t seen anything yet… the real view was still to come.
Holding hands, we jogged up the stairs. I pointed out the Hollywood Sign to him, excited to share my favorite spot. We scanned the diagram of the city, turning around and finding each location listed on the map. Downtown… Century City… the Hollywood Bowl…. We could see the entire city. It felt like we were on top of the world.
Joey grinned, happy to see me enjoying myself so much. Standing side by side, his arm around me, we gazed out at the horizon. We were the only ones on top of the mountain and life felt wonderful. I wasn’t surprised when Joey gently grabbed my hair and pulled me toward him, planting soft, sweet kisses all over my neck and smiling the whole time.
It was a romantic moment and my body responded. Joey took my face in his hands and pulled me close, kissing my lips. I love his deep sensuous kisses and I melted in his arms, feeling very free. I was so into him and he was wrapped up in the moment. He rubbed my back and massaged my shoulders.
He seemed to forget we were outside in public, getting more and more amorous. He lifted my dress to caress my butt, and to his surprise found that I wasn’t wearing any panties! He loved it!
I felt him get hard against me as he planted his hands on my butt and pulled me against him. His kisses tasted sweeter and sweeter. He ran his hands up and down my thighs. The kissing and rubbing, added to the thrill of doing something naughty outside, was driving me crazy.
Joey was really into it. He slipped his hand between my legs and applied pressure with his fingertips. I felt my juices flowing. His thick finger slipped inside of me. Oh, I started to shiver from the pleasure. His finger was slipping and sliding against my juices. I can safely say we were both really hot!
Joey gently turned me so my butt was touching his groin. All the while those magic fingers continued stroking my pussy and rubbing my thighs. I reached back to hold onto him, because I was actually getting dizzy. I could feel the blood pulsing in my veins. Joey was kissing me on my neck and cheeks and I couldn’t help myself. I raised my dress and flashed him a good long look at my bare butt.
He bent down, slid his head under my dress and gently kissed my cheeks. He slipped his fingers between my legs again and stroked my pussy. I drifted off, trembling from the kisses and stroking. I had to hold on to the retaining wall in front of me to get a sense of balance. The wind was blowing through my hair and I felt totally free.
Joey and I were so involved in our sexual escapade that we didn’t see or hear the other couple coming up the steps until they made it all the way up. I don’t know how long they had been standing there when I happened to look back. “Oh, nooo!” was all I could say. When Joey saw them he quickly stood up. He held me close, laughed and said he hoped we were obnoxious enough to make them leave us alone again! He pulled me closer and I could feel how hard he still was.
He whispered that the other people were leaving, and we both laughed. He said we probably sent them running back down those steps in shock, but he didn’t care, because it left us to finish what we started. He raised the back of my dress and pressed his body into mine as he once again rubbed my butt and thighs. Then he sent those probing fingers back into my pussy. I was definitely still wet and swollen. I knew what he wanted, but I protested lightly. What if someone else came up the steps again? He said he couldn’t help it… he couldn’t wait any longer. He promised to be quick, and in a flash he unzipped his pants and bent his knees so he could enter me.
Oh, it was so good; I get chills remembering it. There I was, perched on the edge of the mountaintop, my butt sticking out, overlooking the city and being pleasured by my man. It was absolutely delicious. I remember telling him how naughty he was. But he kept pumping in and out of me and my body locked into his rhythm. He kissed my neck and held my hips as his rhythm and intensity quickened. It was naughty, nasty and breathtaking at the same time. We bucked against each other as the mountain breeze caressed my cheeks. As much as I was concerned about someone coming up the trail, it was too good to stop.
We both moaned and sighed. Every time he entered me he drew me closer. When he pulled out, he slid the tip of his penis over my clit and sent ripples of pleasure through my body. I held him even closer so I could feel more pressure when he entered me. We were slipping and sliding, building intensity until he hit my spot. For a moment we were suspended in time and I lost control of my body. The cool wind, the smell of our love and the warmth of our bodies created the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
That was one of the only times I’ve had sex outdoors… and one thing I know for sure… I’ll always remember more than just the view when I think about Lookout Mountain.
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Many women say that passion is a vital element of their relationships. They want to be aware of their partner’s passion during lovemaking, and they want to feel uninhibited about expressing their own. They want passionate encounters, no matter who initiates.
“When he attacks me, throws me on the bed and just does me. I love that.”
“I love a man who has a passion for life that spills over into sex.”
“I really enjoy being sexually aggressive with a man.”
“I like when a man takes control of me sexually. But sometimes I like to shake it up and be the one in charge.”
Ashley’s husband Eric is usually in control. But she enjoys
changing roles by occasionally being the one who takes over a lovemaking session...