A Passion For August (5)

Joey carried the blanket in front of him and strapped the canteen around his shoulder. Charlene ran in front of him...dancing and playfully jumping in the wheat field. They walked and talked about the past three weeks. Joey loved talking about the kitchen table and the spankings in the barn.

They found the spot they had been before. The wheat was still laid down. Charlene took the blanket from Joey and made a bed for them. They shared a few sips of water from the canteen. They laid down facing each other...they just looked in each others eyes for the longest time.

Charlene began kissing Joey softly on the lips. She whispered,"Make love to me Joey...it's time we made love." Joey didn't think about the guilt...lying there naked with his brother's fiance...he only thought about her...god...she was so beautiful!" They had done everything but intercourse....everything!

The passion of the kisses became so intense....it was like they were melting together into one body. Charlene reached down and guided Joey's member into her. Slowly...inch by inch..he eased it in. She whispered,"Just leave it...don't move..just feel it."

The moments and kisses went by as the wheat swayed all around them from the gentle breeze. Joey could feel her tighten and ease on his member. She moved her feet up and down his calves. She circled his back with her fingers..touching lightly and then scraping with her finger nails.

Joey looked away for a moment and then looked at her with tears welled in his eyes and with a trembling voice said,"I love you Charlene...I love you Charlene...god...I love you."

She ran her fingers through his hair and whispered,"I know...I love you Joey....I will always love you." Charlene began raising and lowering her hips. Joey began meeting her with perfect timing. He reached...his hands on each side of Charlene's shoulders and clutched the blanket in his fists.

She didn't have to tell him this time...he was staying with her rhythm. Tears were running down Charlene's face. Joey's tears were falling into her tears as they both cried. Their crying turned into squalling as Joey was thrusting into her. He could feel her quaking just before he felt it. His whole body tensed like never before and he pushed hard into her. It wasn't pumping...it was a stream...a constant hot stream...was going deep into her trembling flesh.

Charlene arched up and made a screaming...crying moan as the fluid gushed from within her. Her face was covered with her and Joey's tears. They kissed and Joey collapsed on her. He rolled to her side and they began crying again...no words...just softly crying. The old blanket was soaked beneath them. They kissed and cried a little more. Charlene closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Joey was sleepy but didn't want to miss even a moment of watching her. He gently stroked her hair as she slept in his arms. Charlene woke up in about an hour and they headed back to the house. Every few steps they would say,"I love you" to each other. They playfully danced on their way.

That night...they fell asleep in Joey's bed...each whispering"I love you" over and over.