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Mary takes me for a ride.

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Kidnapped! Another story about Mary.This is another true story about Mary. If you wish to know more about my relationship with Mary, check out "Mary and my 19th birthday".It's a fairly long story, but I hope you will like it.A quick re-cap: It is 1986; I was living in Sacramento, CA with my Grandmother while waiting for my induction date of May something-th into the USAF. I had a job at a respectable coffee shop inside a large hotel, and Mary and I had been getting along very well for some time. She first seduced me on my 19th birthday (not that seducing me was difficult; I was totally under her spell from day one on the job) in late February. Mismatched schedules and such had meant that since that occasion we had not "hooked up" for several weeks.It was mid-March, and down in the Central Valley of CA it was sunny and warm, probably running in the mid 70's. The mountains of the Sierras to the East still had snow on them.Mary and I had closed the coffee shop the night (morning) before at 2:00 am, and before we parted ways in the parking lot she had mentioned something about a picnic (we both had the next day off). But I was distracted with nuzzling her neck and fondling her firm ass and hadn't paid much attention.I should probably re-iterate that Mary was about 5 years older than me (I was 19, she 24), a tall (5' 10") slender redhead with green eyes, legs that went on for days, and larger than you would expect breasts for such a slender girl (probably C-cups). Lightly freckled and pale skinned, she really was something of a vision.Anyhow, I had gotten home at about 2:45, eaten, and jerked off to the memory of Mary's ass in my hands and her breasts crushed against my chest. Took a late shower and crawled into bed with a hard-on around 3:30 am.Right around noon that morning I was awakened by the doorbell (Grandma was at work, so I was alone in the house). Bleary eyed, I staggered to the door, after peeking out the window and seeing Mary's blue Toyota pickup in the driveway. That alone perked me up a bit, and when I opened the door Mary was standing there dressed in a classic pair of Daisy Dukes cut up high on her hips, and a white T-shirt cut off above her cute little belly button and below her wonderfully (and obviously braless) firm breasts. She smiled at me in a very intimate way and said: "Aren't you ready?"I was taken pretty much by surprise, but quickly rallied and said: "C'mon in, I'll be ready in just a minute."As she slipped in the door I asked her what we were doing, and she just smiled and said, "you'll see."I hit the Bathroom quickly, washing up a bit and brushing my teeth, and trying to keep my hard-on under control. When I came out, Mary was sitting on my bed (the one we had put to good use a few weeks before) and had laid out some clothes for me. I stood in the doorway for a second or 10, gazing at her beautiful body and face. She had laid a pair of jeans out on the end of the bed, and a plain black T-shirt. I went to the dresser to grab some underwear, but she stopped me, and said, "Just put those on..."So I dropped my towel and shrugged the T-shirt on, while my erection bobbed about freely. I got the shirt in place and grabbed the jeans, while turning and pointing my visibly throbbing cock towards Mary. She stood up from the bed, walked to me and placed her left hand lightly on my dick. With her other hand she grabbed the back of my neck, kissed me briefly on the lips before sliding her mouth next to my ear and murmuring, "Do you think you can control that for a little while?"I felt a shiver run up my spine to the back of my neck, and hoarsely replied, "I think so."I slid into my Levi's, and managed to stuff my erection down the right leg. I slipped on some socks and sneakers, shoved my wallet in my pants, smiled at Mary and said, "OK, let's go."Mary grabbed my right hand in both of hers, pulling me playfully towards the door, all the while smiling at me in an enticing manner. I could clearly see her nipples poking through the white shirt she was wearing, and was fairly mesmerized by the way they bounced and jiggled underneath the thin material. We got to the front door, and stopped for a moment for kiss. Mary grabbed my back in one hand and my butt in the other, melded her body against mine, and slid her tongue into my mouth. Our lips locked and our tongues entwined. She tasted sweet and fresh and clean. My erection was pressing into her just above the waistline of her tiny shorts, and I slid one hand into her long, thick red hair. We kissed for a couple of minutes, and I was feeling quite literally as if I was floating on air, between the blood rushing to one portion of my anatomy and the fact that I wasn't getting much air. We broke our lip lock and both sort of gasped for breath for a minute. I ran the hand that wasn't in her hair across her taught buttocks and slid my finger playfully up the leg of her shorts; to my delight I found no panties in the way.Then Mary broke away from me and smiled mischievously, releasing her grip on my ass as she straightened up to her full height and tugged her thin T-shirt down over her breasts in a slightly self-conscious movement that I found extremely sexy. Her nipples looked as if they were about to burst through the fabric."C'mon stud." she said, "I have plans."Mary slipped out the door and ran partway down the walk, while I fumbled about for my keys and locked the door. As I turned from the door she flashed another of her dazzling smiles at me, bouncing on her toes in barely contained excitement (which had a wonderful effect on her breasts). As I strode toward her she grabbed my hand again and practically towed me out to the street where her truck was parked. In the bed of the truck were a fairly large cooler, and a couple of blankets. I raised an eyebrow at her, and she grinned even wider. "I told you we were going on a picnic," she said.She lifted the lid of the cooler, revealing several beers of different varieties, several wine coolers, a bottle of wine, and what looked to be some bread and cheese. As happy as I was to be doing anything with Mary, I felt a twinge of disappointment at that moment: I was thinking that we were headed to a park or the riverside or such, which while fun didn't hold the appeal of staying in and screwing our brains out.Mary grabbed two of the wine coolers, handed one to me and said, "Let's hit the road". I was not much of a drinker at that time of my life, but I would have crawled across a plain of broken glass for Mary, so I was quite happy to comply.We settled into the cab of her truck, and Mary took off. I had a lot of things going through my mind at that moment, but I pushed all concerns about open containers and drinking and driving aside for the moment, which wasn't too difficult considering the state of arousal I was in. I was paying more attention to the way the seatbelt cut between Mary's tits, the way they bounced when we went over bumps, and her hand on my knee in-between shifts.It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining brightly with no clouds in the sky, we had the windows down and the radio up, so I settled back with a sigh and just went with the flow.I noticed that we turned the wrong way to be going to the riverside, and had passed by most of the parks I knew of in the area. Before I knew it Mary was on the freeway and we were heading out of town. I queried her about our destination about the time we left the outskirts of Sacramento behind us, but she just smiled her secret smile and said, "You'll see. Don't worry, you will like it." We were headed east towards the snow-capped peaks of the Sierra-Nevada's, on the road towards Lake Tahoe.The Central Valley of California is interesting in that it is excruciatingly long north to south, but only a couple of hours wide east to west. Within about 30 minutes of leaving the city behind us we were climbing up into the foothills. We passed the time chatting about nothing in particular, sipping our drinks, and flirting with abandon. Neither of us was drinking more than casually, just a little buzz to add to the excitement. Mary kept her hand on my knee most of the time, but would sometimes give my crotch a rub, or feel my chest. For my part I would sometimes rub the cold bottle across Mary's breast to see her nipple straighten up to attention, The condensation on the bottle would dampen her white shirt enough to render it nearly invisible. On occasion I would lean over and nibble her ear, or lick the side of her neck.While I remained in state of arousal this whole time, I was not bursting my pants. I had a mellow buzz going, and was enjoying the drive, the glorious day, the view, and the company. I was also aware that a certain role-reversal was occurring, but I was not complaining at all; in fact, I was enjoying it very much.As we got further into the mountains the air got a little brisker, and patches of snow were showing up here and there. The sunlight was perfect, and as we swept around the curves of the mountains new vistas kept appearing. We had been on the road for about an hour and a half, and I wasn't sure exactly where Mary was heading, but so far as I was concerned we could just have kept on driving forever.Finally we hit a curve that brought us around to facing west, with a fantastic view spread below us. We were probably at about 5,000 ft, and the crisp air was countered by the delicious sunshine. Mary found a small turnout and pulled the truck to the side of the road. It wasn't a trailhead, but it was wide enough to be a comfortable place to park without worry. There was snow all around, but the sun was warm, and it was very comfortable. Mary turned off the truck, released her seatbelt and leaned over towards me."I think this will do." was all she said before pulling me into a very long, breathtaking kiss.Eventually we broke the kiss, and Mary hopped out of the truck. "I've got the blankets, you have the cooler" she called out as she grabbed the blankets from the bed of the truck and practically skipped off with her ass waving enticingly.I jumped out of the truck as fast as I could, grabbed the cooler and stumbled along behind as quickly as I could. I trudged along behind Mary for a few hundred yards, weaving between trees and rocks and avoiding patches of snow. Mary was waltzing ahead of me like an ice fairy on a frozen lake. She came to a stop on a large slab of dark granite. It was nearly level, and probably 20 by 30 feet. The view was amazing, and the sun-warmed slab was inviting, and the large boulder behind it was absorbing the sun's rays as well. You could not see the road, nor hear the traffic; it was a private paradise, with the sunlight reflecting off the surfaces of rock that had been polished smooth centuries before by glaciers.Mary tossed the blankets down, and I set the cooler down with a thump. I took Mary's hand and together we walked to the edge of the shelf. We gazed down on the valley below us, and let the sun caress our bodies. I turned to Mary and put my finger under her chin, tilting her face upwards slightly to meet my gaze."Thank you" was all I said before pressing our mouths together for another passionate kiss.Suddenly all the sexuality we had been repressing for the past couple of hours burst out. Mary was clawing at my back and trying to get my shirt over my head while I was doing my best to slide my hands under her shirt to cup her beautiful breasts. I got a grip on both of her nipples and gave a strong squeeze, causing her to gasp and shudder in excitement. Then she lifted my shirt off over my head, forcing me to let go of the objects of my attention. In return, I pulled her shirt off, which she cooperated with eagerly.Our lips sought each other, and our bare chests rubbed together in the sunlight. I could feel her hard nipples brushing against mine, and then Mary wantonly rubbed her tits back and forth across my hairy chest. After a few minutes of this delicious abandonment, we realized how close to the edge we were, and broke our embrace."Blankets?" I asked."Yes" she purred.We scrambled back to the far side of the ledge, and spread the blankets over the sun-warmed rock. Mary was fastidiously smoothing out the blankets while I stepped aside and kicked off my shoes and socks, and shucked off my jeans. My cock sprung out gladly to its full 6 and 1/2 inch glory, and I found myself turned into the sun, while a topless Mary was on her knees beside me.I thought that was a glorious moment, until it became even better as Mary reached up and grabbed my shaft with one hand, while the other cupped my balls. She quickly readjusted our positions and gave my cock a few quick strokes. Then, releasing my balls she grasped my shaft firmly in one hand, grabbed my ass with the other, and took the head of my cock into her mouth.It's difficult to describe the feelings that coursed through my body and brain at that moment in time. I felt like the king of the mountain, standing on that granite ledge with the sun warming my face and the cool air circulating over my body. The heat from Mary's mouth was incredible as she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock, while the pressure she was applying to the shaft with her hand added to the delight, yet kept me from erupting on the spot.After a few minute of glorious ecstasy, I collected myself and placed my hands under Mary's arms and gently but firmly lifted her up to stand in front of me. The cool mountain air blew across my cock in sharp contrast to the warmth of Mary's mouth. I pulled her into an embrace and kissed her deeply, tasting a bit of myself on her lips.As we kissed, our tongues entwining like serpents, I slid the fingers of my right hand underneath the crease of her tight little ass and began to probe the slick warmth of her pussy. My left hand worked its way across her chest, squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples. I could smell her sex in the air, and hear and feel her moan into my mouth.I broke the kiss and the embrace for a moment, both to clear my head and to pop the button on Mary's skimpy shorts. I stood away from her by a foot or so, and watched as the worn denim slid slowly past her hips and down around her ankles. She was flushed all the way down her chest, breasts heaving as she took in deep breaths. The falling shorts revealed her vivid red pubic hair, and the even more vividly red lips of her dripping pussy.Forget the crisp mountain air and the sunny breezes; all I could smell at that moment was our combined lust. Her scent and mine clung to us in the diminishing circle of our passion.Mary kicked the shorts off of her ankles, and our bodies came together again. Our lips once again sought each other, while my cock slid between Mary's thighs. We were balanced together on this piece of granite on the mountainside, and our kisses were frantically intense. I spread my legs a little wider for more stability, and let Mary's juices lubricate us as I slid my shaft between her lips. Grabbing at the small of her back, I was thrusting a little faster, feeling her labia slide around my cock while the cool air still played on my throbbing purple head. At the full extension of my thrust, I could tell that my pubic bone was hitting her clitoris. We writhed and ground ourselves together for several minutes, moaning loudly and building to a peak.Suddenly Mary broke us apart, looked me directly in the and growled "Lie down!"I was a bit startled, but didn't complain. I did, however, take the time to dip my finger into her warm and wet pussy, and then put it into her mouth. Mary sucked voraciously on that finger as I eased myself onto the ground. When I was completely on my back on the blankets, Mary stood over me with her feet planted on either side of my hips. I slid my hands up her inner thighs and collect some of her lubrication, which I then sucked off of my fingers while she looked down on me.She the slowly lowered herself into a squatting position, hands braced on my chest, feet planted on either side of my hips. It took a couple of tries for her to capture my throbbing cock within the folds of her pussy; such exquisite torture!Once we were firmly in contact, Mary dipped her hips down and her pussy swallowed my cock in one fell swoop. I went from feeling her warmth and slipperiness on the head of my cock to being buried deep inside of her in an instant.Mary was leaning hard onto my chest, pressing my back into the warm rock underneath me. She ground her hips against me once, twice, three times and I could feel the heat in her increase and the juices were flowing around my cock and into the crack of my ass. I started to try and thrust against her, but she hissed, "No, let me" between her teeth.I let her do what she wished. I looked down my body to our joined genitals and watched in fascination as Mary lifted herself oh so slowly along the shaft of my cock, until I was afraid that the head would pop out of her warm slickness. She paused at the very top, and I could feel the breeze between our bodies for a moment.Then Mary let her weight fall onto me, pussy sliding down my cock until she hit my pubic bone. I had her nipples in my fingers and gave them a good squeeze as she rubbed her clit against the base of my shaft. I could feel her muscles contract around my cock and suddenly I had a wild woman orgasming all over me. As Mary thrashed about on top of me I went over the edge myself sending wave after wave of cum spurting into her. For a few minutes we were locked into a circular orgasmic cycle. Her orgasm would contract around my cock, which would set me off, which set her off again. After several minutes, I was fairly well drained, but Mary continued to have secondary orgasms for some time. This was exquisitely pleasurable to me, even though I was not actually coming; I felt my body tingling and pleasure coursed over me.Mary collapsed over me sliding her legs down and eventually lying on top of me with our bodies still joined. My young cock held its engorged stare for some time, and as we panted and sweated together occasional electric surges would run through us, renewing the pleasure, albeit without technical orgasms.** note** This is literally only half the story, if interest is out there I will tell the rest.