The East Coast, in January, can be an unpleasant place for someone who does not like cold weather. One day, after struggling with the ice on my cars windshield, I decide that this sucks and there must be a better way to get trough the winter then staying indoors, waiting for spring.

Sitting and looking at the ice stuck to the windshield wipers, sliding back and forth across my view of the world, the proverbial light bulb lights up.

I got on the telephone and called friends living in Las Vegas. We chat for a good half-hour before I mention that I was thinking of coming there for a visit. To my delight, the idea of a visit was met with enthusiasm. When our conversation was finished, I hit the flash button on my phone and called my favorite airline to make the reservation for the following day. Tom and Lora were waiting there for me.

I was glad to see familiar-smiling faces as I disembarked from my long, tiring flight. Seeing them made me feel awake and rejuvenated. We hugged, exchanged greetings and headed for the car rentals. I rented a full size Ford, because I do not like to be cramped into a small automobile, and since they dont own a car, I knew that we would be sights seeing together in my rental. Once we arrived at their place and I tossed my bags into a spare room, Lora broke out the scotch. It was a great feeling to be in a warm climate with warm friends. Several days of sights seeing and laughs, we all agreed that we needed a couple days of staying home and just hanging out.

Of course, the laughs continued.

One evening after a late dinner, Tom excused himself and went off to bed to get enough sleep to get through a long, hot day at work. Lora and I sat on the couch, sipped on our scotch, and talked about nothing important.

It was great. Somewhere around midnight, I told Lora that it was getting past my bedtime.

She pouted and suggested that we take a ride to the lake Lake Meed. Seeing my hesitation, she took my hand, nibbled gently on one of my knuckles, and said, Please! What could I do? The Nevada night sky was extremely clear, and the night air refreshingly cool. Once we were away from the city lights, the clear sky unveiled its secret it us. We talked about the beauty of the abundant stars, and how good it was to be alive. All the while I could hear the tinkle of Loras Scotch-on-the-rocks being held in her right hand. By the time that Lora and I could see the water of the lake, I had a killer of a hard-on from her constant niggling and finger sucking. I tried to ignore her antics as playful teasing, but it was effecting my ability to concentrate on driving the winding back roads to the lake. I finally had to tell her what was going on with me. I told her that she had no idea what she was doing to me and that I was struggling to stay out of the ditches.

Lora giggled and told me that she knows exactly what she was doing to me and was glad that I liked it. Lora said that she loved to express her feelings orally and that she was feeling very oral at the moment. After putting her drink in the holder, she reached down and placed her hand on my rock hard length. She whispered a moan and said, I love what power I have. She certainly had the power to make me nuts. I pulled the car into the marina parking lot, jammed on the brakes, turned the car lights off, and turned to face her. I took her face in both my hands and kissed her as gentle as I could. Our lips barely touched, but I felt a burning that rose from my toes, pausing for an instant at my groin, then continuing to the top of my head. I thought that I was going to cum in my pants. I felt Loras hand unzip my fly and deftly take out my swollen length. I know that if it could talk it would be shouting, I think Im in love.

Lora smile and said, Please dont bank the back of my head against the steering wheel! I pulled the seat back and moved the steering wheel into the highest position possible so fast that I doubt that more then 11000 of a second was wasted. I leaned back against the seat and let out a low moan as I felt her warm lips and moist mouth slowly slide over the head of my hardon.

I felt myself getting weak.

All my energy and every nerve ending seemed to move from the rest of my body and crowed themselves into my loins. Since this was the first time that Lora and I were together like this, I was not sure if she wanted me to cum at this time or not. This might have been part of her foreplay? She might have been expecting to be played long and hard after arousing me to this frenzied point. I tenderly tried to lift her head off of my length saying, Im going to cum if you dont stop now. Lora made some kind of a sound that my shrunken brain could not make out while taking my length even deeper into her mouth and sucking harder. I held out as long as I could, I suddenly exploded into her mouth, my load feeling like fire as it rose up trough the shaft of my throbbing thingy. The pleasure that I felt was so great that it was almost painful. We didnt make a mess in the rented car, because Lora made sure that she got every drop of my cum. She even toyed her lips afterward, making sure that none got away. We sat there, arms around each other, looking at the lights bouncing off of the water for a long time.

When I kissed her this time, I felt a closeness that I havent experienced for years. The Sun was coming up by the time we arrived back at the house. We would have been back sooner, except Lora wanted to express her feelings once again on the way back.

Lora put a pot of coffee on and woke Tom for work. I found Nevada to be a lot warmer then the thermometer was showing.