After the Rain: Off the Chain

By Amadeus

There is nothing else quite like it.

When you finish reading the first installment in this series, the end of the book leaves you wondering if Ilianna is going to accept Lances proposal. Erotic masterpiece does not even begin to describe Off the Chain II. After the Rain is as beautifully written as it is erotic. This book picks up where Intimacy of Tenderness leaves off. The love affair between Ilianna and Lance reaches new heights in eroticism as you turn each page. The title captures the essence of what is between the covers and written on the pages. Just pick a character and become that person, and let your juices flow.

Whereas there is not as much poetic movement in this book as was in book 1, youll enjoy it even more. Its totally different. If you were looking for more drama and intrigue in the second book, then here it is. Mystery plagues the sanctity of Lances happy home, and youll get to see the darker side of Ilianna. CJ and Marcus are as confused as they ever were, and Geleta certainly maintains her off-the-wall-humor while searching for a man.

The reader is thrown for a loop with a decision that Ilianas mother made at her birth. During the course of this second book, youll be asking yourself, What more could possibly happen to Ilianna and Lance? I promise that this book will awaken even the most dormant of desires in your mate while reading. Brace yourself for an erotic journey of love, passion, and intrigue. It feels like the makings of a great movie.

Kelly Smith FSU Go Seminoles

Erotic Romance
Mature Audience
Cover Design by: Muhammad Asad
Edited by Kelly Smith

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 1, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524546182

Amadeus

Amadeus is an author, educator, relationship counselor, researcher, lecturer, workshop facilitator, motivational speaker, and a jazz and classical pianist. More information is available at amadeuspublishing.org.

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AFTER THE RAIN

Off da Chain

Book 2

A Novel for the Mature Sophisticated Lover

THIS BOOK IS NOT INTENDED FOR THE

FAINT OF HEART

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Copyright © 2016 by Amadeus.

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CONTENTS

Prologue

Chapter 1 Happiness On A Promise (The Continuance)

Chapter 2 The Morning After

Chapter 3 The Trip To Brunswick

Chapter 4 Early Morning Breakfast

Chapter 5 Food, Food And More Food

Chapter 6 And Now He Needs My Help

Chapter 7 A Restless Night

Chapter 8 On The Hunt

Chapter 9 The Gift

Chapter 10 Late Breaking News

Chapter 11 Las Vegas Or Bust

Chapter 12 Confused

Chapter 13 When You Wish Upon A Star

Chapter 14 A Victorian Flashback

Chapter 15 The Return Of Da Ho

Chapter 16 Back To The Market

Chapter 17 Let’s Not Get It Twisted

Chapter 18 Shadows Of The Past

Chapter 19 And Then There Were Three

Chapter 20 A Miss-Encounter With An Encounter

Chapter 21 Sugar And Spice

Chapter 22 Confessions

Chapter 23 Mama Said Knock You Out Huuh

Chapter 24 Brazilian Trials And Tribulations

WARNING!!

By now you should know what to expect in terms of actions

of reckless abandon. If you’ve made it this far, then

you must be enjoying yourself and have not

heeded the previous warnings.

I cannot be held responsible for the pleasuristic

pain that you might be forced to inflict upon your mate

while reading this work. Please be careful with him or her or them.

Also, please be careful how you use a Halls cough drop between

this book and the one to follow. It could be dangerous,

however, your partner will never forget the experience

and might even ask for it to be repeated.

But above all, Enjoy Yourself!

LET THE GAMES CONTINUE!

PROLOGUE

If you have finished reading the preceding book, The Intimacy of Tenderness, then, you have been introduced to the love, drama, passion, and suspense, which is an ongoing thread throughout the Off da Chain series. You have walked through the halls of education with Lance and witnessed unspeakable things that happened inside his office. But, what happened was nothing more than two individuals sharing themselves with each other in a spur of the moment event. It could happen to anyone. Some of you have probably done something similar to that. Go ahead and admit it.

Events like these are commonplace for many people who seek to explore horizons of love and how to love in so many situations. There are countless empty relationships in society, flirtations with disaster, while being blindsided by desires and lusts, all for the ultimate quest of getting what you wanted without earning it.

But, if that’s not enough, the waters are made murky by a pregnancy and the task of discovering who the father is. Sometimes, things like this take time to discover, especially when the mother doesn’t know who the father really is. However, you don’t know who’s pregnant yet. I guess you’ll have to read and find out.

Marcus and CJ continue to have their issues with many things going on in their own lives and Lance now has to deal with someone who is making unsettling phone calls. At first, it was of no real concern, but the more the calls come, the more worried Lance becomes. Could it be someone from his past? Let’s face it, everyone has a past. Is someone playing games with him, or does someone want what he has? No one knows but the caller.

This book is a continuation of the suspense, high energy, and passionate relationships found in The Intimacy of Tenderness. Additionally, the book touches on relationship building as it addresses real life issues and scenarios which many of the readers will be able to relate to. The reader may even question relationship models which have been presented in their past as accepted norms.

Although the book is fictional, the issues are real and some of you will be able to connect with present social concerns along with some of the changing laws regarding same sex marriages. Lastly, some of you may even be able to place yourself inside the story to the point that it becomes real to you.

Chapter 1

HAPPINESS ON A PROMISE (THE CONTINUANCE)

Ilianna was totally overwhelmed and simply overjoyed to receive a marriage proposal. To her, it was the culmination of everything she had ever wanted on a professional as well as a personal level. What could she say? She had just recently graduated from college and now, it seems as though she’ll be getting married to Lanceford. Apparently, both of them have what they ultimately want and there were no obvious obstructions to stand in their way at this point. It seems as though happiness can and has been achieved on the promise, just made to Ilianna.

Yes! Yes! You crazy man. I would be a fool not to marry you. You are everything I could possibly want in a man and certainly everything I need in a man who genuinely cares for me.

Upon the acceptance of the proposal everyone who was standing around begins to applaud the couple while Louis continues to play If I Loved You. The crowd remains wowed by Lance’s singing while he does a third stanza of the song. Lance changes keys and Louis follows in order to accommodate Lance’s voice as well as his range. There was a little old lady over to the right of the carriage, who stood there in tears while Lance continued to serenade his princess. She turns to her husband and says,

Just look at young love.

This is a day she will always remember, because it is the day that this handsome man proposed to this beautiful woman. Isn’t it wonderful dear?

He responds.

Yes it is Gretta. I still remember the day I asked you to marry me. It was in Vienna while we were floating down the Danube. It was late in the afternoon on a cool summer’s day, and as I remember, I had been planning to ask you to marry me for quite some time, so I used that opportunity to pop the question and 42 years later, I’m still in love with you.

Thank you babe.

Well thank you as well for putting up with me all these years. Gretta squeezes her husband’s hand and they engage in a tender embrace. There was a gentle breeze blowing about and there was definitely love in the air. There were several other couples who commented on how beautiful the proposal was, but moreover, the setting in which it took place. There were a few clouds that were beginning to form overhead, but at this point, nothing could spoil the events of the day, nor even put a damper on their love and certainly there was the fact that they were so in love.

Louis continued to play the violin as though he was in a concert hall. Soon the attention turned totally to him as he stood there playing a cadenza from a Mozart work. The crowd had gradually grown from about 30 onlookers to nearly twice that number. Ilianna and Lance sat back in the carriage as though they were royalty and Louis was the entertainment for the hour. The passersby seemed like subjects who had been invited to a private concert by the king and queen. Louis was in his element and he knew it. He continued to play for yet another 20 minutes then, retired his violin, but not before receiving a massive and continuous ovation. Lance went over to him and began to thank him.

Hey buddy, that was magnificent. I have never heard you play with such intensity before.

Well, you just haven’t been around when I have played stuff like what I’ve play here today. But man let me tell ya … you have a jewel at your side. She is beautiful. I mean, I’ve seen plenty of women, because let’s face it; Atlanta is full of women of all nationalities who just make you stand there with your mouth gapped open. At this moment Lance gives Louis two bills which was the amount that he paid to get into the gardens plus something extra. Thanks man, but like I said, the women here are gorgeous, well at least the majority of them. And look at you bro, you’ve found one of the most beautiful women on the planet. Damn!! Does she have a sister?

Yes she does. As a matter of fact there are a few of them, but they are all back in Brazil.

Damn!! See there, that’s what I’m talkin’ bout. Hey man; you need to put in a word for a brutha in need.

And what are you in need of sir? Besides, unless you are going to Brazil to meet one of the sisters, I think you need to concentrate on trying to meet one of the few million women who are here in the Atlanta area.

Holding up his hands and shrugging his shoulders at the same time; Like when is the last time you’ve seen me with anyone?

Well even though it has been quite some time, there is still no telling what goes on when you’re behind closed doors and there’s no one around. But I do understand your meaning quite well and I understand your need for long term companionship that leads to permanency. It’s a wonderful thing. And the thing about it is … when you find her and you know that’s it’s her that you have actually found, then you don’t need to take forever in order to make it a permanent thing.

So is that what you did?

What do you mean?

You seized the opportunity and didn’t take forever to make it a permanent thing?

Yea that sounds about right.

Standing there looking at the two of them, Louis asks, And where did you meet this magnificent work of God?

She is now a former student?

How former?

Recently former. Like she just graduated? Lance puts his arms around Ilianna and pulls her close to him. Yes, she has recently graduated and will soon be my wife.

Swinging his glances back and forth between the two of them, but finally making continuous eye contact with Lance, Louis inquires, Well have you set a date yet?

Duh, I just asked her to marry me.

Oh yea. That’s right.

Believe me, when we do sit down and make things final, you will certainly be informed because you will be participating.

Well thank you sir. I would hope that I would be included.

Not a problem my friend, and I just want you to know just how much I appreciate what you have done here for us today. You were magnificent.

Well thank you sir, and your singing wasn’t half bad either.

Thank you as well.

You’re welcomed.

They shook hands and Louis went back over to where he was at the point that he came up on the covered bridge and began to play. Louis re-assumed his position on the bridge, repositioned his violin under his chin and began playing again. There was no doubt that he was fabulous at what he did. As he stood there, totally engulfed in what he was doing, another crowd began to gather around him. You could see his head as it moved to the music and the facial expressions that he made. You actually enjoyed watching the expressions on his face just as much as you enjoyed hearing him play. His head went from being stiff and regimented all the way to being flowing and moving fluidly.

At this point, Ilianna was glowing as she and Lance continued to walk around the gardens for a bit. The more she walked around holding Lance’s hand, the more excited she became as she continued to take every opportunity to hold her hand up and look at the ring in the sunlight. She would look at the ring, then look and Lance and sigh repeatedly. Her heart continued to beat fast as she seemed to be in a fairytale trance, not really believing what had just happened. Not that she had ever held her head down, but now she held her head high and looked ahead with total confidence while occasionally placing her head on lance’s shoulder as they continued to walk. While they walked around, the melodies in the air as well as the music of nature played into their ears. Ilianna finally breaks this silence once again with her inquiries on how he pulled this off.

Papi, this is one of the most wonderful things that has ever happened to me in all my life. I am still dumbfounded as to how you were able to do all this. I don’t know of any woman who can say that she was proposed to under a covered bridge to the sound of a violin playing in the background while this amazing man sang to her. Turning to Lance at this moment; she continues; Yes babe, you are truly an amazing man and I am so lucky to have you in my life. I could not even conceive of being with anyone else but you.

Lance simply accepts the complement and they walk in the direction of the entrance. As Lance walks along, he thinks about just how beautiful Ilianna is going to look in the dress that he’s already put a down payment on without her knowing it. However, this is a man that knows what he wants, but moreover, he knows who he wants and is not going to be swayed by any other elements to come his way. They are certainly two people in love with each other and not just with the idea of being in love.

They make it to the car and drive away and leave Louis still in the gardens playing to those who would listen while he is locked into his own world. Now this wasn’t a bad thing at all. I could see people not really wanting to listen if he was but a mediocre player, be he was totally amazing and knowing Louis as I do, he’ll probably be there for the next few hours or until the place closes up. A few rain clouds had started trying to move in again from the north. The air had gotten cool and it would seem with certainty that it was going to rain. Maybe not right this moment, but it was going to come. They had barely pulled out of the gardens when Lance looked down the street and saw a gray blanket of rain coming in their direction.

Papi look at the rain down there.

Yes babe, I see it. If Louis doesn’t hear the rain coming in his direction, it’s going to catch him out in the open.

While Lance and Ilianna continued driving down Piedmont towards the interstate so that they could head back to Marietta, Louis was still in the gardens playing. As Louis stood there totally absorbed into his work, he was totally unaware that the rain had started falling through the trees and coming in his direction. Many of the people began walking away and heading for cover. The rain sounded beautiful as it made its way through the trees. Louis stood there playing his violin with his eyes closed while the rain came. The rain came, making its way from high in the sky down to the earth in order to help sustain the creation of life that God has afforded us to experience. The clouds were being emptied of their heavy load as they continued to drift along and empty themselves of their contents upon the ground.

Earlier there was the smell of food from the various vendors scattered around the gardens, but the smell of mouth-watering food was soon replaced by the smell of the rain. The smell of the rain carried with it the essence of the scent of the evergreens and a variety of floral considerations as the wind occasionally whips around and lifts the scent of the flowers from their pedals into the air. The harder the rain came down, the more the trees of the forest began to bend their heads in humble submission to the wind and the rain of God. The rain has cleaned the air and has now offered the smell of the freshness of mountain air upon the inner city that has its own smell of what is left behind when un-bathed, unclean bodies stand on a corner for hours waiting on customers to assert themselves in their direction so that they could engage in a human bartering system that would end up being mutually beneficial to all the parties involved.

Louis finally came to his senses and quickly packed his instrument and ran for cover. Most of all, he was trying to make sure that his violin didn’t get wet. The rain continued to fall replacing Louis’s violin music with yet another calm chorus of raindrops sent down to earth by the master musician. At one point, the rain became quite heavy to the point that you could barely make out the buildings that were in front of you. There seemed to be a sudden deluge that dropped an extraordinary large amount of water on the ground in a short amount of time. This wasn’t really out of the ordinary since there has been a lot of shower activity lately in the area. And as suddenly as it began, it seemed to be almost over with only a light shower, much like that of a spring shower in Florida which occurs in the middle of the day. When Louis finally made it to shelter and stood there long enough to relax, he could tell that the smell that was presently entering his nostrils was the smell of air that has been freshly cleaned of all the chemicals, smoke and particle debris that has been inadvertently left to float in the air by the hustle and bustle of every day vehicular movement and manufacturing plant emissions. There was also another aroma that was floating in the air and that was the smell of smoked meat. There was a mobile establishment just across the street from the gardens that sold BBQ and you could tell that the proprietor was really swinging into action with production. Had I had more time, I would have stopped and gotten some for us, but we were trying to get out of there in a hurry. As we drive along the highway, Ilianna constantly holds her hand to the window and admires her ring. The sun peaks out from behind the clouds and some of the rays catch the stone. From this point, I could see her fascination with the ring. The rays of the sun capture the facets of the diamond and glistens nicely. I guess the words of a song that I heard Carol Channing singing years ago titled Diamonds are a girl’s best friend hold true.

While looking in Ilianna’s direction, I could see a tear streaming down her face. Being concerned that there was nothing bothering her that was related to anything else, I had to ask her.

Babe, are you Okay?

Yes Papi. I’m just fine. It’s just that this is the happiest moment in my life and I wish that I could tell my parents. My mother would be so proud that I’m getting married and my dad would absolutely adore you. Not even my graduation overshadows this moment in my life. The only thing that would have made my graduation complete was if my family could have been here to share it with me. But now babe, we are going to be family. Babe, there are probably so many women who wish that they could be in my shoes right now. Not that there are many women who wish that they could have you, but there are so many who wish that they could have a man like you but are unfortunately stuck with thugs or someone much less desirable. I understood what she meant. I often wonder myself how so many beautiful women get stuck with thugs?

Those words touched my heart and I find myself actually shedding a tear. I realize I have who and what I’ve always wanted and at this moment my heart is overjoyed. I feel my eyes continuing to fill with tears, but tears only stream from the left eye, away from her eyesight. She couldn’t see them, but they were there. Everything that she does touches me so deeply. It’s as though I can feel her emotions before they are expressed to me. Before I knew it, I was telling her, Babe, it’s not that I’m perfect or the perfect specimen of a man … no … not at all. It’s just that I know what I desire and I know how a woman should be treated. So all I’m doing is imparting to you my ideals of what it should be like, in a real sense, to be with someone that you love and adore.

With that said, I could feel her hand moving across my thigh and undoing my zipper. There is an immediate rush of adrenalin surging through my body and I am all of a sudden getting so hard. With just a few moves and a downward tugging of the zipper my dick is freed from the sheath that held it captive and springs forth. I sit here driving along with a blank stare on my face. I probably looked like a deer caught in headlights in the middle of the day.

Papi, what are you thinking about?

You mean … at this very moment … like right now?

Yes.

I’m thinking about us being right here, right now. I’m thinking about how alive I feel right now. I’m thinking that it would feel incredible to feel your lips wrapped around my dick prior to sliding in between your cheeks.

Tell me more.

Later on today I’m going to fuck you so until you can’t get enough and you are left begging for more. There are so many things that I want to do to you my dear, but I’m driving at the moment.

Oh really now?

Yes really.

Tell me Papi … what do you see when you look at me?

I see a woman; a beautiful woman that I’ve always longed for who’s now an intricate part of my life. And I know I said a lot of things back there when I proposed to you, but I guess the most important thing that I wanted to make clear is the fact that I want you to share my life with me. There is no one else. If it makes any difference at all, with everything you’ve done, you’ve changed my life. I give you everything; my heart and my romantic soul. You’re all I want, and certainly everything I need. With you in my world, I’m totally complete. I give you all of me and if there is anything you ever want or need, just ask me and I’ll give it to you. You are my answer to the question, do dreams come true. My sun sets and rises on you, because you warm my world and give me life. And you turn everything in the world that’s ugly into beauty, because you’re beautiful.

I’m glad you think I’m beautiful. But remember I told you some time ago that there are women in my country I don’t feel I hold a candle to and even I find them absolutely gorgeous. Brazil is so full of women and men who are totally beautiful.

Well I’m not too worried about the others because, I have you.

But suppose I wasn’t here and you became acquainted with another Brazilian who was a beautiful man?

Well I don’t think that’s possible, but if that happened, I know very well how to fuck a bottom, because based upon what we’ve done together I would just imagine her as being you, but I think I’d be able to tell even before it got that far. And besides, I don’t do dudes … and where is all this coming from?

Well I just don’t want your love for me to be based upon the external which is merely superficial, but upon what comes from deep inside. In my country there is a woman named Franchesca Ferreira and if you looked at her in passing or stood there talking to her you would not know that she was born male. I know this because I met her at the Miss International beauty pageant and thought she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life. I didn’t find out about her change until much later. One day I was reading an article on the top 10 most beautiful models, who were born male, and her picture was there. You can imagine my shock.

Yes I can, but I have my pageant queen and I don’t need anyone to tell me who you are, because I know. And right now, I know that you are beginning to drive me crazy while I’m driving.

Yes, I was beginning to get lost in the moment. Her hand feels oh so soft and sensuous, as it moves up and down my shaft. She is as slow and intentional as I am when I’m sucking her clitoris, and listening to her moan as she reaches towards her zenith. We aren’t really that far away from home. Only a few miles, and I’m having to watch myself to keep from speeding.

Cruise control fool! Engage the cruise control.

The feeling of euphoric rapture surges through my groins. I’ve got to keep my head on and think clearly because I’m feeling the need to close my eyes and live in the moment, but I can’t truly live inside this moment because I’m driving and I must be responsible for the both of us, but my God.

While now holding the steering wheel with my left hand, I take my right hand and move her beautiful jet black hair from away from her face, to behind her ear and to her back so that I could have an unencumbered view of what I know she’s about to do. Fuck!!! My heart is beginning to pound in my chest and I can feel the blood rushing to the head of my dick.

In a slow motioned movement, she slowly lowers her head and gently licks me up and down the shaft of my dick, teasing me and causing me to moan unintentionally. I want her now, but I can’t, and she continues to taunt me as I rise to the point of stiff uncomfortableness.

Ahh.

She just lowered her mouth over my continuously growing erection, and is beginning to take it all in and down her throat. The way she deep throats me is incredible.

Shit Ilianna!

My left leg begins to twitch and I inadvertently press the gas pedal with my right foot. The car accelerates from 65 to 90 in just a few seconds and now I’m flying down the road passing almost everyone else. Gotta slow this baby down, cause I don’t drive this fast even on a normal day when I’m not being teased.

My goodness … the thangs a woman’s mouth can make a man do.

No Ilianna! Please babe. I can’t take this. You can’t do this while I’m driving. We could die out here and I wanna live long enough to marry you.

I don’t think she really heard me or either she was so sure I wouldn’t wreck the car as she continued to torment me. I’ve got to show this thing down NOW! This begins to remind me of what happened in my office a few days ago, with the exception that now, I’m in the car. When I gain my senses, I look in the mirror and see a highway patrolman coming up fast with lights in full Christmas mode. Damn, I’m busted.

Babe … Stop! NOW! There’s a cop coming. Shit!

Finally, she slows her relentless attack and sits up only to have the police car cruise right past us. It must have been doing a good 100 mph. Boy, what a relief. Perhaps the officer is going to an accident scene. Her lips press in a straight line … her head tilts slightly to the side and she picks up right where she leaves off; with her mouth placed firmly around my still hard dick going rhythmically up and down without any accompanying music. I begin to slow the car down and pull over, because if I don’t do it now, there is a good chance we could end up in a wreck. I finally pull safely over under and overpass. Once stopped, she intensifies her oral attack.

Ahhhh … Damn girl! … What the …

My hips begin to move to the motion of her mouth. I reached down and pressed the button on the side of my seat back so that the bottom of my seat would go all the way back. Somehow she managed to work my pants down to my knees. By this time I had pressed the other button and leaned the back of my seat as far back as it would go, which was practically in a full horizontal position. I also adjusted the steering wheel so that it was out of her way as well. I wanted nothing to interfere with her. My hips were lifting and thrusting upward to meet her downward movements. It was a natural response to what she was doing to me. She’s crouched down in the other seat on her knees. I ran my hand underneath her dress to her stomach and find the top of her panties. I move them over to one side, so that I can massage her clitoris. She pauses momentarily and moans while still engulfing me, and I feel the tingle of her oral vibrations move from my balls up and down my legs. It was as though someone turned on a vibrator that was located in the back of her throat. Looking at her beautiful legs and how she is crouched in the seat is making me hot. It was almost animalistic. I could look at her legs all day long, but the way in which they are presented right now is mind blowing. I wish it was so I could undress her fully, right here. She groans, and in one swift move I have my middle finger inserted inside her sex.

Ahh Papi that feels so good.

She moves her hips in a seductive manner and I can feel her inner muscles tightening and messaging my finger.

And you feel so wet.

And wet she was. Her panties were practically soaked.

Shit girl. What the fuck are you doing?

Pleasing my man and myself.

At this point I am seriously hyperventilating. I can hardly catch my breath. Somehow, I have moved and shifted in such a way that she has my balls in her mouth. I can barely talk. I closed my eyes and settled deeper into the leather seat. I feel as though I’m about to go through the seat. Have you ever been in a situation where the inside atmosphere of where your body is, actually begins spinning? Well, this is what was happening. Now this is one of those times when I wish I could cum quickly, but buddy, it just ain’t happening. Thank God for tinted windows. Help me somebody!

Damn babe P L E A S E!!!! I scream at the top of my voice.

Oh you want more Papi?

No. babe. That wasn’t what I meant.

I realize she is trying to be funny. But here I am on the side of the road screaming like a bitch with my dick in Ilianna’s mouth. This in itself is kinda déjà vu. I’m beginning to feel a little claustrophobic, but at the moment there’s not a damn thing I can do. Damn I wanna cum so badly, but I think it’s either the position I’m in, or it’s the fact that we’re in the car on the side of the road and I’m rather uncomfortable about having public sex. I gotta get into another position. Breathing hard, I appeal to her.

Babe.

Yes Papi?

Hold up for just a moment. Ease up off me and let your seat all the way back like mine is and then lay back in it. I got to get in this. I want to feel myself deeply inside of you.

Ooh Papi. I thought you’d never ask.

She reclines the seat and then lifts her dress and places her feet up on the edge of the seat. Somehow I found myself totally out of my pants and climbing over into her seat. Believe me, this wasn’t what I had planned on the trip back home. There is actually more room here than I thought although the back seat probably would have been better, but there’s no time now. In a few moments I was there on her side of the car, on my knees, between her legs. I positioned myself as I pulled her forward to the edge of the seat so that her pelvis was right there where mine was. She looked so hot and I wanted her naked so badly. While there on the floorboard, my erection was leveled with where she was positioned on the seat. All I had to do was to move forward and slip in. I bend down and place my warm mouth over her clitoris and begin to lick it slowly, pausing every now and then for a suck. She moans even louder and this continues to fuel my desire.

Looking at her rather longingly, Remember my love. You were the one who started all of this. I was minding my business and driving back home.

I rose up just a little and begin trailing my tongue with soft kisses from the apex of her right thigh up her leg. With each soft kiss, she continues to moan. I look up at her face curiously only to see that her eyes were closed. She looks literally lost … in another world … traveling through a distant galaxy at light speed. I love it when she loses herself in the midst of my kisses. She lifts her hips slightly and I peel her out of her panties. After all, they aren’t doing her any good at this point. There we go … first on leg and then the other. The action seemed to be in slow motion while being eclipsed only by her natural beauty.

Suddenly I hear the surrounding sound of thunder. It seemed to be literally on top of us. In that same instance the rain also started. It was a total, relentless downpour. Well, if I had thought about the possibility of anyone stopping before, it was just put to rest by the hard rain. I drop back down and start kissing her on the inside of the other thigh.

She whispers, Why are you torturing me?

I’m not. I’m loving you.

Papi please give it to me now. Get in me.

And with one slow continual motion I enter her. Oh what a feeling. She was so wet until it felt like a waterfall. I was enjoying moving slowly, but I had to keep in mind and remember where I was. This isn’t exactly a hotel room and I doubt if anyone is really noticing, especially now that the rain has started. For most passersby, it most likely looks like any other car parked on the side of the road under an overpass; probably pulled over because of the hard rain. I move in and out of her sweet hot little pussy. It is perfectly formed to conform to the size of my dick. Ahh … a costumed fit. Thank God for AC. This really wasn’t as uncomfortable as I had initially thought it would be. I push her legs wider apart and slowly side in deeper.

Faster Papi faster.

That’s not a problem, because I was just about to kick into high gear anyway. I’m trying to finish up and get from under this overpass. But, for right now, there isn’t really any big hurry. This is actually kinda nice. It seems as though I am able to penetrate deeper with each thrust with her legs apart like this. I’m loving this position and it seems as though she is as well.

Ahh Papi. Please! … Oh that’s deep.

With each thrust I could hear and feel the impact of our pelvic bones slamming against each other. I had moved up into the seat some, and her legs were now in a position to where I was suddenly bending them behind her head. Damn! That pussy was sitting straight up. In an unexpected move, all of a sudden I dropped down and started sucking on her clitoris and eating her sex once again. Oh was she wet and squirming around in the seat … just throwing it back at me. She was about to lose her damn mind. I respond with violent thrusts in return. Ilianna was screaming and clawing me in my back. Now who’s screaming like a bitch? I reached around behind the seat so that I could hold on to it, as well as get more leverage. I have her locked in and she can’t move. It’s like this was a sexual wrestling move and I had her locked into a submission hold and was hitting nothing but bottom.

Yea babe. Pay back’s a bitch ain’t it?

Oh Lance! Please babe please!

I was just saying those same words to you not too long ago and did you listen to me? I lean down and whisper into her ear; Noooo. It was like you never heard a word I said. It appears to me that you can give it, but you can’t take it.

I expose her beautiful breasts so I could roll her nipples around between my fingers. She responds to my every touch. My mouth soon finds them and upon making contact, I can feel her nails digging into me even the more, breaking my skin through my shirt. While still being inside her, I palm both her breasts and then run my tongue from her sternum, slowly down to her navel. I then release her breasts, come out of her and continue down to her pubic hair. It smells so good. I just want to continue to bury myself in it. All of a sudden I catch a cramp in my back and was momentarily immobilized. I just stayed right there for a bit because I couldn’t move. It was like having a Charley-Horse in the back and I wasn’t about to scream even though for a split second, I really wanted to. Damn that shit hurts, but it didn’t impede my hard on. It has literally been years since I have fucked in a car and it was usually in the back seat. I was actually in my early 20’s and I was in the back of my grandmothers Ford 4-door LTD. But then, the older bigger cars had more back seat room which made it more conducive to such acts of ravenous, lustful, unbridled passion and just plain fucking. Who needed a room when you had a car with that kind of room in the back seat.

After taking four or five deep inhales, I continued licking her pussy. By now, we have been here on the side of the road for about a half hour. Even with the AC on, the windows have fogged up and the intensity of Ilianna’s impending orgasm is now apparent. She is going to erupt soon and I want it to be as intense as possible. She’s beginning to go into convulsions. She grabs my head with both her hands and tries to pulls me up. I knew she was reaching her peak, but I was having fun right where I was. Whenever my mouth is on her clitoris, I am never in a hurry to cum up for air. That’s certainly one position I can stay in indefinitely. However, the confines of this car made it less likely that I would stay down there on my own for an elongated length of time. I looked up at her, regarded her fondly, and continued my mission.

Screaming now even louder … Lance … Please babe, I’m coming. I knew that if I continued to stay down here while she was cumming, she was going to lose her mind. I finally came up and just as she began to cum, I slammed into her hard as though I was trying to break the seat. It was incredible. Right about the same time, I was beginning to come as well.

Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhh!!!! Shit babe I’m cumming!

It was as though Ilianna couldn’t say another word. I saw her mouth opening, but nothing was coming out. The sound couldn’t seem to catch up with her lip movements. It was equivalent to a severe delayed reaction. She was just breathing hard. Her chest was moving in and out. She looked like she was having an asthma attack or something. I could feel myself emptying inside of her. She came so hard until when I finally pulled out; her juices begin to drip down on the seat. She lay there exhausted, and there I was collapsed on top of her, sliding my dick back inside her and feeling totally spent.

The rain continued to fall all around us. The car was still running and both of us were so tired until we were in no big hurry to move a muscle. I guess this passes as our version of having sex in public. After a while, she finally spoke; her voice sounding as though it was parched and cracked from being in somewhere distant, barren and dry.

Papi … That. Was Amazing.

Taking deep breaths sporadically, I respond, Yea. It really was, but babe I can’t move.

Papi, you ok?

I tried to pretend as though nothing was wrong, but the truth was … my back had locked and I couldn’t move. However, even though there was intense pain, my dick was still buried in her and it was still hard. I could feel myself pulsing and emptying into her. My balls were continuing to pump sperm into the deepest depths of her being. I was too tired to do anything else. I wasn’t really that concerned for myself, because I knew that if I continued to lay here long enough, I would eventually regain my composure and my back would stop having spasms soon enough. All I needed was a little time.

The rain continued to come down in sheets which would give us the extra time needed to gather our composure and get dressed again. Getting dressed is a slow process and it didn’t appear that either one of us was in any real hurry to move with any great speed. I finally slid over to the right side of her and faced her in the seat. Looking into her eyes, there was an unspoken message of desire with a fire that was still burning; still consuming its source. But, it’s a fire that hasn’t gone out since the day we initially got together. It continues to burn with or without the intimacy of touching. My mind has only to be ignited by the mere thought of her and I com-bust. Even viewing her through the smoked glass of a shower door can be potentially detrimental to my health especially if she calls out to me with an invitation to join her. Be