At the top of a hill, in the corner of the lot sat a blue Camry, still running. The driver, a woman, more nervous on this day than she ever had been, sat staring at the wheel. She was jolted out of her mindless gazing by the radio host yelling in that over the top voice that could only belong to a disc jockey. She turned the car off and sat very still. She still couldn't believe she was actually here. Actually going through with it.

Her name was Sarah but everyone called her Sissy. Sissy saw herself as a less than average woman. When Sissy looked in the mirror she saw long hair that always seemed to be in her face, a beauty mark on the right side of her chin, a big nose, and big square black glasses that hid arguably her only redeemable feature which was her big green and orange eyes.

Sissy had always struggled with finding happiness in how she looked. Every time she looked in the mirror she saw every bad thing she could possibly see. Sissy knew she could look a lot worse and in turn, would feel terrible guilt for hating her body. This was sadly a vicious cycle.

Looking in the rearview mirror of the car, she felt that familiar pang of disgust, followed by guilt. She shook her head hard, trying to make all the voices and feelings disappear as if her mind were an etch a sketch. That seemed to work. Now all she felt was nerves. 'Oh my fuck, he's going to be here any second,' she thought while running her fingers through her hair doing absolutely nothing for it.

Sissy had waited for this for a long time. She looked up and out the window to see the standpipe beaming down, almost like it was welcoming her back. This place even smelled familiar. She had been here many times but this time was different.

Her thoughts were interrupted by headlights shining in her face. A car was pulling up the dark driveway towards the top of the hill.
Sissy's heart dropped into her stomach. She could barely breathe. Her face began to turn a flush pink as she nearly bit a hole through her lip. Her hands clutched the steering wheel so hard that they were nearly numb.

Sissy felt her whole body go numb and it felt as if she was melting away right here, right now at the top of this hill at 10:03 pm on a Sunday night. Her lips were quivering as she spoke, barely audible she whispered desperately, "Ben."

Sissy watched as the man parked, turned his headlights off, and slowly opened his door to exit the vehicle. As soon as he stepped out and into view, Sissy lost all sense of time and space. She focused in on him. He was just as perfect as she remembered. His name was Ben.

Through the eyes of Sissy, He stood at six-foot-three, head and shoulders. His hair was hazelnut brown with a curl to it. He kept it longer on top with some of the curls falling in his face. His glasses were square and fit his face perfectly. His eyes were bright blue with yellow and were soft. She saw his hands were shoved awkwardly in his pockets, which made her giggle a little.

He was always so awkward and it always made her feel less nervous and on edge. She loved that about him. She felt comfortable with him. Instead of her feeling so awkward and introverted, he made her feel alive, bubbly, silly, and confident, something she could not achieve alone or with other people. He made her feel human. Like an individual. He looked over and finally locked eyes with her. Sissy took a deep breath and stepped out of the car...

Ben stepped out of his car more nervous that day than he had ever been. He knew if he looked to the right he would see her and he wouldn't be able to maintain composure. He felt that familiar pit in the stomach and had to slow his breathing to keep from throwing up.

Ben had come this day to meet with Sissy. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. They had been in love once when they were kids and drifting far apart for a long time, but she had always been on Ben's mind. He had tried to forget her all these years but had never quite figured out how. She had been a bright light in his dark life, but that was a long time ago. They had only recently found each other again and all the feelings had come back to Ben at once. He knew he had to see her. He didn't know what would happen but he knew there was only one place they could meet that felt right. Their spot.

When Ben looked over and saw her step out of the car and clumsily shut the door, his heart sank. Through Ben's eyes, he saw her almost in slow motion. It was like a movie with a pink haze surrounding her. Her long dark hair danced around her face as the wind picked up. She saw her black glasses covering her big emerald green eyes. They were captivating. Her lips were a perfect pouty pink.

She was biting her lower lip nervously and it made him weak in the knees. He slowly looked over her body, taking her all in. She had on a short form-fitting navy blue dress. He could see her long tan legs, leading to her feet with painted toenails. The dress was tight to her body, off the shoulder. She was wearing a black chocker that fit nicely with her look. She had big full breasts that were perfectly rounded.

'God, it's like that dress was made for her body,' he thought, getting himself excited the more he let his mind wander. He locked eyes with her and the excitement he saw in her made him relax and smile.

Sissy started walking faster now toward him with a nervous but sweet smile. When she got to him shthenearly knocked him down with the force of her hug. She squeezed him tightly around the waist and buried her face into his chest. Ben put his arms around her and relaxed his body. The feeling of her wrapped around him was more than he could handle. He inhaled her sweet scent. She had always had that same intoxicating aroma. Like a sweet lilac, lavender fantasy. He was in love with her all over again. It all came back to him at this moment.

Sissy joined him in this moment of nostalgia. She was feeling his body again as if it were the first time. His hands felt better than she imagined. He was warm and smelled exactly the same as she remembered. She was in love with him all over again and they did not even need to speak. She held him closer. She felt him draw her closer and she felt the stiffness in his pants against her lower belly.

She looked up at him and he looked at her. Both of them stared at each other, wanting and needing. Sissy put her lips on his and kissed him passionately. Her hands were in his hair, his arms were around her waist. She felt the inside of his mouth with her tongue. He tasted sweet and it only made her desire him more. She had a short moment where she thought, 'I should stop. This is too fast. We should catch up before we jump into anything.' But that thought faded quickly and she pushed it aside.

She reached her hand down, still passionately kissing him, into his jeans, and lightly gripped his warm cock with her curious hand. She began to stroke it lightly. Ben let out a little moan from between their intertwined lips. Sissy reached down farther to cup his balls in her hand. She loved the warmth of him. She could feel his pubic hair tickling her wrist as she moved his balls around in her hand. She could tell this was driving ben crazy. She saw in his eyes that he was using restraint, in an effort to be respectful. Of that, she wasn't quite sure.

She reached up to grab his cock once more which had nearly doubled in size and was throbbing against her. She put her hand on the back of his head and pulled his ear to her lips. She whispered, "Take me... right here."

Ben was lost in the throes of pleasure. Sissy was HERE. She was looking so sexy and she was holding his cock In her beautiful hands, asking him to take her. He almost didn't even hear her. After she whispered to him she leaned back and gave him a look that nearly made him explode.

She looked so innocent and beautiful but there was a deep wanting he could see and feel. She was looking at him like she NEEDED him now. He grabbed her hand and guided her to a picnic table close by. Ben was rock hard, worked up, and didn't care who was around. He was going to have her.

She looked up at him and giggled. She got down on her knees and pulled his pants down, his cock springing free. She took it into her mouth, sliding his cock down her throat and back towards the tip. He moaned loudly as he held her hair and thrust his hips forward shoving his cock further down her throat. Ben kept thinking, 'Is this really happening?' Over and over.

Sissy stood up and slowly turned around. She bent over the picnic table laying her upper body flat against the table. She looked over her shoulder and stared into his eyes as she rolled up her dress exposing her ass. She was wearing light blue lace panties that barely covered her.

"Take them off," she whispered and gave him a naughty smirk. Ben got down on his knees and rolled her panties down slowly, admiring her round cheeks. As he pulled her panties down he could see her pussy was wet and shed soaked through them.
He put his face between her cheeks and began flicking his tongue against her clit. She began to shake and cry out as he ate her pussy from behind.

She lay there helpless and panting. He was grabbing her ass with both hands and moving his tongue wildly against her soaking wet pussy. She felt her orgasm building and within seconds she was exploding. "Oh my god, I'm coming! I'm coming!" She cried out, her legs shaking violently.

Before her orgasm was even through, Ben had stood up and slid his cock easily into her. She let out a loud cry and put her hands over her mouth. Ben was sliding his hands up and down her hips, her legs, her back, he was feeling her whole body all while sliding in and out of her easily. Her pussy was throbbing from her orgasm still and it felt incredible on his cock.

Each thrust into her was bringing him closer and closer to orgasm. He spanked her ass and it made her squeal with delight. That nearly sent him over the edge. He slowed down to prevent himself from finishing too soon.

He reached his hands around and felt the fullness of her breasts. They felt so good in his hands, so warm, supple, and perfect. Sissy was moaning his name and talking dirty to him. She was whispering, "Oh baby, spank me," and, "Give me that cock," but she was also saying nice things like, "I love you baby." This was everything he'd been waiting for for years. She wasn't at all like he had expected her to be. Everything she was doing was so perfect. He loved her. He lusted her. She was everything. There was no one and nothing else at this moment.

She turned around and told him to lay down on the picnic table. "Let me ride you," she said with a giggle. He could barely handle her. He has been ready to explode the moment he saw her. He couldn't take much more of this perfection. She climbed on top of him. He could now see her in all her beauty. She bent down and kissed him passionately again, then she started to bounce on his dick. She put her hands on his chest to balance herself and slammed her pussy down on him. It was making a wet smacking sound that only made Ben want to cum even more.

She was smiling down at him with that sinister smile. She was moaning his name and begging for more. She quickened her pace, her breasts were bouncing and her hair was in her face. 'She looks so fucking sexy,' he thought as he grabbed her hips to help himself get even deeper into her. He could tell she was about to come again. Her legs were twitching and she was riding his dick hard. Up and down, fasted and faster until his dick hit just the right spot.

She cried out "I'm gonna cum! Make me cum baby!". Her whole body started to shake and her eyes rolled back. She was calling out his name loudly as she collapsed onto him.

After a minute she began kissing him wildly. She started to bounce on him again, quickly recovering from her orgasm. Ben could feel his orgasm rising in his balls. He was aching inside of her. Longing to fill her with his cum. Sissy could sense this. She turned around on him, riding him backward. He could see his cock being buried into her pussy from behind.

He grabbed her hips and fucked her hard. She turned back a little so she could see him while she was riding him. She giggled while he grabbed her hips and forced his cock into her. She was holding her tits and playing with her nipples.

She looked into his eyes, still bouncing on his cock and whispered, "cum inside me." She bit her lip and that was all it took. Ben grabbed her harder and thrust his cock in faster. As soon as she said those words he exploded. He shot hot cum inside over and over. Ben was yelling out her name as she kept riding him. His cum was oozing from her pussy and back down his cock, pooling around his balls. Sissy got off and sucked his cum off of him.

Ben could barely move. He sat there covered in his and her fluids. He had the biggest smile on his face. He looked over at Sissy who was giggling and rolling her dress back down. Sissy looked down at him, helpless and naked. She realized then that she loved him more than she'd ever loved another. Ben looked up at her thinking the exact same thing.