The Couple were on their way out of town for a weekend with friends in Phoenix. The drive was long and hot. Of course, they were driving across the desert. After almost three hours of driving, Wyatt needed a break. The full moon was illuminating the desert landscape, casting a glow about it. Gabriella was wide-eyed awake and just excited about getting out of town with her man.

Wyatt pulled off the not so busy interstate just east of Blythe. The beautiful Gabriella could not understand where they were going. She inquired with puzzlement. Wyatt told her that he wanted to take a break from driving. He drove for about three or four miles down a dirt access road when they came to what appeared to be a desert oasis along the shore of a very shallow Colorado River.

Wyatt shut the S.U.V. off and shut the headlights out. He got out and shut the door and walked around to the front of the vehicle. Gabriella looked on not knowing what Wyatt was doing. He motioned for her to join him in the moon lite. She got out of the car still wanting to know why they were at this particular spot. She sauntered over to his side to see a clear view of what he wanted her to see.

The moon shined a reflection on the lazy flow of the river before them. Gabriella was in awe of the moment. It was as if she had stepped into an expensive oil painting. “How did he know of a place this beautiful? So romantic....” She thought. Wyatt answered as if he read her mind, “ I used to come here as a kid with my family. Some of my greatest memories of growing up were made here. I have been wanting to come here for a long time but always seemed too busy. I wanted to bring you here.”

Wyatt put his arm around Gabriella’s waist as he stood close to her. He pulled her close to him as they leaned against the bumper. Gabriella looked up to Wyatt and kissed him on the cheek. She stepped away from him and pulled his hand as if to lead him to the water. He was not sure what to make of this. She let go of his hand and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. Wyatt looked on in amazement as his girlfriend had freed her perfect breasts and tossed her shirt and bra to the ground. Without missing a beat, she undid her kaki shorts and stepped out to expose her black thong.

Gabby looked over her shoulder to see Wyatt standing with his mouth gaping open. “Are you just going to stand there gawking like an idiot or are you going to help me make some new memories?” Dumbfounded, he followed suit. Gabriella was already wading into the flow. Again, Wyatt was quick to follow.

The water was cool but not cold. It was refreshing on the warm summer night. It enveloped him as he walked out to his girlfriend. The breeze blew and her dark curly hair wisped in the wind. Gabriella took Wyatt by the hand once more and took him to deeper water. As they walked out, the water slowly rose to their waists. Gabriella’s nipples were hard. Not because of the cool water meeting the warm desert air, but because of the anticipation that burned deep within her loins.

The couple moved slowly about sixty feet off the shore. The water was up to their torsos, just barely touching Gabriella’s full round tits. She turned to Wyatt and wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, “Thank you for sharing this with me.” With five million stars looking down, Gabriella pressed her lips to Wyatt’s and extended her tongue into his mouth. Their tongues danced about exploring.

Gabriella’s breasts were pushed against, smashed hard, firmly against the chest of Wyatt. One hand moved up her spine to her neck. The other hand found her firm ass. His cock was hard inside his boxers. Gabriella wanted it inside her.

Gabriella broke the embrace and tugged at the waistband of Wyatt’s jockeys. She kissed him again and reached in and began playing with his balls. Squeezing them, rolling them in her fingers. He let out a sigh of pleasure. She stroked the length of his rod. Wyatt was hard as a rock. She wanted it now. He peeled away the thin piece of material she called a thong. The cool water helped to make her tingle. With his thumb, he rubbed her clit. With his index finger, he slid inside of Gabriella making the “COME HITHER” motion all women wished their men would learn the location of. She threw her head back caught up in the ecstasy of the moment and let out a primal cry as though she were a desert wolf howling at the moon.

Wyatt slid his finger out to hear her whimper. Gabriella was breathing hard and she buried her face in Wyatt’s neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist and worked his cock out. The water around them covered them. In the dark evening, it was hard to make out where one form started and the other began. The water made them one. With no effort, Wyatt slid into her pussy. She flexed and tightened her legs around his waist. He felt as though his manhood were being squeezed for all it was worth. She began rocking back and forth on his cock. It filled her. Fulfilled her. The water splashed around them. His cock pistoned in and out. The water run off their bodies.

Gabriella growled as she stared into Wyatt’s eyes. His teeth were clinched as he breathed hard through them. It was building. Their climax was going to explode at any moment. They felt it deep within their being.

All at once, they both came. Gabriella’s womanhood tightened around Wyatt’s meat. This action brought them both over the threshold. He came and filled her up. She could feel this and this sent Gabriella into convulsions. Again, she buried her face into Wyatt’s neck.

Both of them spent, they were only able to stay standing because of the water that surrounded them. It wa refreshing. The water of the sleepy river did not just keep them together but it cleansed them. It refreshed them. Wyatt, however, felt as though there was something missing. Of course he just came, but he was not yet fulfilled. Wyatt wanted so bad to fuck his girlfriend while looking down at her ass as he was slamming his mid-section into her. But how would he do this?

Wyatt and Gabriella composed themselves and made their way to the S.U.V. She was sashaying, picking up articles of clothes along the way. “DAMN!” Wyatt thought. HE just loved the sight of her bare ass and how a thin g-string formed a “T” just below the small of her back. Her ass was perfect and the way it swayed from side to side when she walked. He had to have her. To take her.

Wyatt walked up behind Gabriella and turned her around to face him. His eyes were aflame with desire. He held her tight and kissed her long. He held her hard and tight. She could not squirm or wiggle away, even if she wanted to.

Dark clouds formed over the mountains. They blocked out the moon. It was as if a darker side of Wyatt had spilled out into their surroundings. Small droplets of rain fell all over the desert floor but seemed to not affect the two lovers locked in the strong embrace.

For what seemed an eternity, they held each other. The raw passion. It was simple. Man and woman at their most basic in nature. The rain began to pour. They could have cared less. Large droplets splashed across the ground and about their naked bodies. It fell so hard, it made loud slapping noises as they fell about the S.U.V.

Wyatt broke the embrace this time and stared Gabriella in the eyes. His cock was fully engorged, He spun Gabriella around and bent her over the hood. Taking her by the waist, she offered up her fine sculpted posterior for Wyatt’s taking.. He tucked his fingers under the strap of her g-string and quickly pulled it off over her bottom. It fell down around her ankles and she stepped out of them. Gabriella ever so slightly moved her legs apart.

Wyatt admired his prize. He gave Gabriella a loving slap across her left ass cheek. The way her ass moved, “Oh I can’t take this any longer!” With the rain pounding on their bodies, cascading down Gabriella’s back through the ridge and over her ass, he claimed her. Wyatt slid his cock deep into her wet pussy.

Gabriella let out a loud scream of pleasure and threw her head back to complete the arch her body made. Her hair was soaked and threw water from it. In and out. In and out. Every time, lifting Gabriella up onto her tip-toes. Again she laid flat across the surface of the wet hood. Water beads on the hood became a slippery mess as she reached for something to grab hold of for stability. Anything. But, it was all in vain, for all she found was a wet hood. She could not take much more of this before she came again. Wyatt’s balls slapped her clit ever time her filled her with his cock. He grabbed her hair and pulled her back to him. He then reached in front of her and grabbed her tits. She could tell he was close to cumming for his squeeze tightened with every thrust. 

Wyatt pounded away with wild, reckless abandon. Gabriella loved this. She had never seen this side of her man before. She absolutely loved it. “Ohh God! Baby!?!! YOU FEEL SO GOOD! DON’T STOP! OH! PLEASE DON’T STOP!!!!!! DON’T STOP!!!! OH! FEELS SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!! I’M CUMMING BABY!!!!!!! CUM WITH ME, WYATT!!!!! CUM ON!!!! CUMM INSIDE OF ME, BABY!!!!!!! FILL ME UP!!!! OHGOD!!!!!”

With that, Wyatt’s climax erupted deep within him. HE pumped for what he was worth. Gabriella was still grinding her pussy hard onto his cock. Her muscles clinched as she felt him explode inside of her. It was as if she were milking him. With his last thrust, Wyatt had pushed so hard that her feet left the ground momentarily. Gabriella felt him peak as he slumped over on top of her. The rain running over the hood, off their bodies. It was so animal.

On that June night in the desert, next to that lazy river in the pouring rain, what started as a loving embrace, a man claimed his woman.