Into The Night - Sex Stories

Into The Night

... on some of the happenings in each other's lives. All the while I kept my eyes on our surroundings, wondering where he could possibly be taking me out here. We'd reached the outskirts of town where the houses stretched farther apart and streetlights no longer lined the roads. With only the headlights left to cut through the gloom, the darkness had closed in around the car and taken on a life of its own. Just when I'd reached the point where my curiosity had overtaken my desire to be surprised, he lifted his foot off the accelerator and leaned forward as if searching for something. “Are you trying to find the spot where you’re going to kill me?” “Nah," he said, keeping his eyes on the road. "The trunk’s not big enough for a body.” “And you know this how?” He flicked on the high beams and steered the car around a tight bend. When he didn’t respond I stared at his darkened profile and prodded, “Logan, if you don’t answer me right now, I’m throwing the door open and commando rolling right out of your life.” Although I heard him laugh he still didn’t look my way. “Shhh. I’m concentrating.” He took another turn then veered onto a smooth gravel road that I would never have seen had I been the one driving. The dense bushland hugged the vehicle and created the feeling of being in a tunnel, then after a few twists and turns that would have had most guys worrying about the paintwork on their car, everything suddenly opened up and we found ourselves in a wide open area that, aside from ...

... the blackened circle on the ground that I assumed had once been a campfire, looked undisturbed by any kind of human presence. I’d lost all sense of direction on our journey but the tang of salt in the air told me we’d reached the ocean. When Logan pulled to a stop and flung open the door, the scent of the water and the sound of lapping waves were unmistakable. He switched off the headlights, which surprised me given we had no other source of light here. I guessed he must have planned on being here a while and didn’t want to drain the battery. We both climbed out and I shut the door behind me. When I'd rounded the hood to join him, we stood side by side facing away from the car. The stars appeared so clear here, glittering from a darkened sky free from clouds. The land ahead appeared to continue on for several meters before disappearing into nothingness. Something told me a steep drop existed on the other side, but there was no way I’d be getting close enough in the dark to confirm that suspicion. “Where are we?” I asked. “A private spot not many people know about. There's a track over there," he said, pointing to our right, "that leads down to the water. I come here with friends to spearfish. We camp right here whenever we stay overnight." I smiled. That sounded like my idea of fun. Spearfishing, cool car, and he'd told me on the drive over here that he made a comfortable, creative living developing games apps. Combined with everything I already knew about the guy, including ...