Her Carriage

As the carriage started to roll forward, I turned my gaze from the window towards Leynia—and noticed she had been looking at me. She wasn’t just staring at me, she looked at me with eyes filled with love. That look is what I had been missing so much of my life. Now that someone finally looked at me that way, I felt euphorias. I smiled back at her.

She was wearing a beautiful sundress: it was patterned with yellow daisies with a white background, the fabric flowing over her lower half, while her shoulders were barely covered, and it definitely didn’t cover her generous breasts. Whatever she wore underneath pushed her tits up, making her cleavage even more enjoyable to look at. I just wanted to reach out and grab them. Not to mention her curved waist and gentle face. Her eyes were the most beautiful of all, however. Her emerald green eyes showed she was enjoying being looked it.

As I gazed at her, she slowly leaned forward and put her hand on my thigh, smirking. Then she started to rub my thigh a little, meanwhile checking my face for understanding. She even put her other arm in her lap and pushed her elbows together—lifting her tits almost to falling out of the fabric.

I checked out the windows, seeing only the passing brush and forest. Then, I sat up and moved closer. I put my hands around her waist and lifted her off the velvety red bench. She let out a little gasp and a giggle as I stood her up, pulled up her dress to her waist, and pushed her back onto the bench. Exposing her cream white panties, I propped her legs up, putting her feet on my bench. She bit her lip as I slowly slid my hands down her legs, caressing her inner thighs. As I reached her panties, I pulled them off, revealing her expectant vagina. I threw the panties and brought my hands back to her round ass. I looked into her eyes as I sat on the small floor between our benches and leaned my head forward. I placed my lips on her left leg, then the right, making my way to the meeting of her thighs. I kissed her labia, then her clit, and then slid my tongue in between her lips. She gently, sweetly moaned as I circled her clit with my tongue, even taking my right hand to finger her. I slowly warmed her up for my penis as I slid two fingers in and out of her—my palm slapping against her ass. Besides the taste, the view was incredible, her center rose and fell with her ragged breathing, and her mounds of breast as well. This continued for a while until Leynia closed her eyes and her face contorted in pleasure—her pussy clenching around my fingers and her legs around my head. She shook for a while, eventually settling even lower than before into her bench.

I retreated from her slit and came up to her other set of lips. I placed my hands around her back as I made out with her. She ran her hands through my hair and I could feel my erection growing. I gently, almost subconsciously thrusted my clothed hips into her, pressing my clothed erection against her wet pussy. The juices wetted the fabric as I thrusted against her again and again.

Leynia broke the kiss and looked at me with love in her green eyes,

“Just fuck me already.”

I rolled my eyes,

“Uhhh… fine. But only if you ask nicely.”

I unbuttoned my pants and slid them away from my cock—making it bounce as the pressure from my erection released.

“Would you please put your penis inside my pussy?”

“That’s better.”

I took my penis in hand and slid into her wet, warm halls of pleasure. I groaned gently as I slowly rocked forward. Then, I finally turned my attention to where it all began: her breasts. I brought my hands up to her shoulders and pulled her dress down her arms. This revealed her beautiful, round, heavy boobs wrapped in a small corset. This special type of corset had buttons in the front, so I pulled it apart and released her breasts upon my eyes—and my hands. I grabbed a handful of each and looked into Leynia’s eyes lustfully. I finally pulled my penis back out, now covered in her wetness—only to slide it back down into her. I continued. In. Out. In. Out. As the carriage bounced us slightly up and down, so did her breasts move, jiggling with her motion. As we continued fucking, I decided to release her boobs and grab her ass. But I wasn’t done. I lifted her up, with my cock still inside her, and sat back down on my bench. Leynia now sat upon my lap, and her arms wrapped around my shoulders as I got a face-full of cleavage. I continued to grab her ass and rock her soft, plush body over my lap. Slowly Leynia tilted her hips back and forth, her muscular thighs being candy for my eyes. Meanwhile, my penis moved within her as she rocked, yet she clearly got more pleasure than I did from this position. As her dress fell over our meeting of genitals, I saw Leynia close her eyes in pleasure again. She groaned very faintly over the sound of the hooves outside and the rolling of the carriage’s wheels. And as Leynia slowed down in fatigue, I lifted her up from my lap, supporting her weight. And as I did so, I got to work—pounding her. Leynia’s soft pubic hair rubbed against mine as our pelvises met in rapid succession. Her softness and my hardness met much more quickly now. To the point that I could feel my own climax approaching as my movements became more desperate. And while I felt myself reaching the peak, so did Leynia. Her hips angled and rocked more and more raggedly. Her pussy began quaking around my penis as her chests shivered in pleasure—bouncing her tits. I finally could feel my balls and ass clench as I thrusted up into her for a final time. I held myself back for a mere moment before my sperm was released into her sex. I opened my mouth and groaned, louder than I intended. I continued gripping her ass, a little stronger than I intended as well. I then felt her nipples press against my own chest as Leynia melted into me. We swayed and rocked with the carriage, as we cuddled up close to each other. In our nakedness, I felt closer to her than ever before—perhaps because I was literally inside her.