primal lust--29 palms

 

Primal Lust—29 Palms

I picked him up late after work one night, a long way from both our homes…after working very hard to convince the gate guards that I did, in fact, have reason to be on that particular post late at night, though what excuse I used I’ll be damned if I can remember…perhaps I just smiled and flirted a bit and they gave in, who knows?

I found him in the parking lot, standing under a streetlamp, shooting the shit with his buddies, who were trying their damnedest to convince him to go drinking with them instead. 

…another night perhaps I know he’s saying. For that night he was all mine! And he knew it.

He barely gets into my car before he’s got his hand up my skirt, delighted to find I’m not wearing panties.  I grab him by the neck and lick the sweat from his face, breathing in fully his sweet smell, a smell that I will never forget, and then bite his ear hard, breathing hot breath down his neck….he bristles under the touch of my breath.

We make it to the hotel still dressed but barely…as soon as the door opens and we set our things down, the desert heat thick in the room, he starts to head to the shower, claiming he “smells”. Yeah, he does! But in that delicious way that makes my blood boil, and makes my primal instincts take over.  I walk towards him and pull him against me, kissing him frantically, hard, while greedily stripping off his work uniform and licking my way down his sweaty body as I do…that sweet sweat that tastes and smells of hard work and pent up sexual tension.

Once he’s naked, I dig my nails into his back and then drag them down his very hairy, manly body (near perfect specimen of a “real man” if ever there was one: firm in all the right places, toned, but not excessively so, hairy chest dripping sweat, arms that I know could easily pick me up and throw me over his shoulder and take me off to have his way with me, legs strong as tree trunks…yummy!). Eventually dragging my nails and hands towards his hips, where I stop for a nibble and a tease with my tongue, then finally reaching his cock and lingering awhile on my knees between his legs. Taking his hard cock fully into my mouth, I can feel the full pulse of days spent in the hot desert with nothing but rifles and sweaty men for company as his desire rises quickly (after all, there’s not much release for a guy in that situation without everyone knowing and then subsequently teasing him about it, and he was not one to be teased—at least not that way).

Then I throw him onto the bed, hike up my skirt, lay my whole body onto him, releasing my breasts from the corset I had on, to drag them up and down his chest as I force him inside me.  Pure lust engulfs us both, as I ride his cock, just the way I know he likes, him biting my nipples and pulling me forcefully closer to him…always closer. Lost in a sea of his smell and the taste of him on my lips, and arched backs pulling away from him to force him to pull me harder, we connect so deeply and instinctively…we both come close to climax… “don’t you dare cum yet,” I say. He obliges…asking what else he should think of…lol.  (later he told me it was baseball stats…lol).

He twists us around into a new position, with one deft movement of his strong arms, half sitting half laying, now moving his hands over my body, ripping off what was left of the corset on my chest. Next thing he’s cupping one breast with his strong, rough hand and taking the other as fully into his mouth as he’s able, hungrily sucking and biting at the nipple. Me on top moaning and writhing with animalistic passion… “Cum for me now, give it to me….all of it!” Again, he obliges. In a moment of pure bliss, we both climax at the same time, him growling and moaning, my whole body shaking and twitching.  Then I fall onto him, completely consumed with his new smell of sweat and release. We lay there for a few minutes, me licking more sweat off him, then I finally gave him permission to shower…something so incredibly satisfying about controlling and ravishing such a strong archetype of American male: the Marine.  So many years since that night, and I can still remember every detail vividly…