Carol Anne - the Dunes Pt 2

[polecat 247]

In another half hour we packed up and left the dunes. Back at the car, Carol Anne stood next to the passenger door and took off her bikini bottoms, saying "I guess I won't be needing these anymore today." She always knew just what to say to turn my dick into a legitimate boner. She reached down and slid her index finger between her lips then brought it to her own mouth, smacking her lips and and teasing me, saying "I can taste us both hunny bunny."

On the way back I got curious and started a conversation "So... just what is so secret about this other secret place?" She started telling me "Oh it's out of the way and you can do secret things there." I pushed farther "What kind of secret things?" She eluded even more "What kind of secret things do you like?" While she was talking she is rummaging through her purse.

She pulled out a lipstick, folded the mirror down and started putting on lipstick. When she was done I noticed she rested her hand on her lap so I started paying
attention out of the corner of my eye. She was babbling about "playing games, doing secret things, telling secrets..."

In a short time, she was making circles around her exposed pussy lips with the lipstick tube. She looked over at me looking at her and smiled. She felt my cock through my suit then went back to playing with herself. Her feet went up on the dashboard. She held her lips apart with one hand as she rubbed the lipstick back and forth and side to side against her pussy and clit. She pushed the tube inside her hole and tightly squeezed her knees together. She fucked the lipstick til she came hard. When her orgasm has completely subsided she threw the lipstick in her purse and turned on the radio. Just like that... Yup. That was my Carol Anne and that's what always kept me bonerized while I
was with her.

The drive back on the highway was quiet. When we got into her town she pointed and said "Turn here." I asked "what is there?" She said "Secret place." I just obeyed with no further argument. We turned onto a dead end road and she told me to park at the end.

She lead me around the guardrail, down a path in the woods alongside a stream. I was watching her intently because she is wearing this short coverup with half her pretty ass in my clear view. After we crossed the stream she started climbing up a steep hill, following the trail. I am following her, looking up her short dress at her sweet as candy ass and pussy, mesmerized by the way they are moving. If my tongue was 3 feet longer, she would have had a hard time climbing that little hill. Halfway up she stopped, paused about 5 seconds then resumed her climb. At the top we followed this trail a short distance to the edge of a cliff, maybe only 50 feet high, over the river.

The view was nice. There was evidence around that local kids come here to party but this is late afternoon on a weekday so no one should disturb us. Carol Anne is playfully rocking from foot to foot, flipping the hem of her coverup so that is flies up and reveals her pussy. She asked "Do you want to know a secret?" I nodded my head yes. She said "When I was climbing the hill I stopped and I was going to pee because I knew you were staring at my pussy. That's my secret. I decided not to. I just wanted you to think that I would. Do you like that secret?" "It was good... very very good" I replied. "I was waiting and hoping."

I untied the bandana that always was attached to Carol Anne's purse strap. It lived there to be handy in drying things off and cleaning up wet spills. I grabbed her tightly by the wrist and said one word "Pirates!" She responded with "Yes please." I gave her a sharp spank on her bare bottom then lead her to the trees.

I found a tree with a low branch, looped the bandana over the branch and tied her hands with it. I gave her 2 sharp stinging swats on her ass then slid my finger into her still sopping pussy. She whimpered a little and I kept playing. Fingering, teasing her clit, contrasted with sharp spanks in between. The times when I was not touching betwen her legs Carol Anne was pressing her thighs together, and swaying side to side, trying to masturbate herself with the kneading motion and pressure she is applying to her clit.

This got my erection to point at the tree tops. I lowered myself down in front of her and lubed my finger in her soaking wet pussy. Then I slipped it ever so slightly into her ass. She gasped but pushed against my finger.

She relaxed her stance and sunk down against my finger making it penetrate just a little deeper, and at the sme time parted her knees just a bit more. In a second I felt a warm trickle land on my wrist then run down my arm and off my elbow. The stream increased and I watched the warm pee escape from between her lovely pussy lips. I am hard as a rock and Carol Anne is slowly fucking her own ass with my finger, just barely in her hole but she is moving back and forth against it. The whole time I am staring at the slow thin stream of her pee running from her pussy lips down on my arm.

When she is finished peeing I get up, take her by her hips then turn her around. I step out of my bathing suit and slip my granite cock into her pussy from behind. She hangs from her wrists and is moving around trying to get my cock as deep as it can go into her hungry puss. We cum hard at nearly the same time.

We freeze like that for a minute then I untie her and she almost collapses in a fake act. She hugs me and tells me "I love you Mr hunny bunny pirate. You can capture me any time."

On the short drive home she picked up her bikini bottoms and rubbed them on my mouth and face. I took a deep breath but then threw her hand out of my way so I could see where I was driving and we wouldn't end such a perfect day driving up a tree.

My day long hardon was almost gone by time I dropped her off at her parents but the memory of that day is still in my mind and in my dick. Games with that girl were the best. I still can cum in minutes stroking to the memory of the dunes (and I never stopped doing it after all this time).