"Keep driving, oh the nights not really done…

And you look so pretty tonight"

Dean had since fallen asleep riding shotgun, as Sam steered the Impala down the long, straight, dark highway. Still miles from the nearest town, Tessa was still sitting in the backseat, staring out the window.

"Sam," she spoke suddenly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah?"

"I need to stretch my legs; can we stop for a little bit?" Tessa asked, the innocent ring to her voice once more in attendance.

"Sure," Sam glanced at his brother who was humming Metallica softly in his sleep.

"Dean's asleep; you want me to take you for a short walk?" They younger Winchester offered, pulling the Impala over to the side of the road. The two of them got out, and walked away into the night.

Tessa took Sam's hand, and lead him into the deep thicket by the side of the road. When they were far enough away from the Impala, the lady stopped. Tessa turned to face Sam, giving him the innocent look, before pulling her shirt off.

Sam's breathing hitched, as her red lacy bra was revealed, and then discarded. He pulled his eyes away from her nipples, with difficulty, as if they were super glued.

"What are you doing?" The young man asked, his voice sounding strange.

"You don't like them?" Tessa sounded hurt.

"N-no, they're nice,"

The lady smiled, pulling her jeans off. She walked over to Sam, her lips locking with his. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths, as Tessa pulled Sam's shirt over his head. Her hands explored his chest, as his hand found her breast, massaging it. The kiss grew deeper and fierier as Sam pushed her up against a tree.

"Bite your lip, so you don't make a sound," Sam ordered, as his mouth broke away from Tessa's. He pulled her panties off as his tongue trailed down her body, exploring her on his way south, till it found her clit. The young lady put her arms around the tree above her, and bit her lip, as Sam lapped at her. His tongue danced teasingly around her clit, before finding its way inside her, tasting her excitement.



His tongue found her clit again, and worked it until she climaxed, gasping quietly, as her body arched away from the tree. Tessa stood, panting, leaning against the tree for a few moments, before sliding down to Sam.

"Your turn," She smiled, her lips brushing his for a second, before they stood up, and his back hit the tree. Tessa kissed his neck, then his collarbone, making her way down till she was looking at the tightness of his jeans. Tessa took his zipper between her teeth, pulling it down. Sam gasped as she licked the material covered that his bulge, as she pulled his jeans southward. His boxers followed, lying on the pile of discarded clothes on the dirt.

Tessa's lips closed around his manhood, sucking at it, teasingly slow, and running her tongue around his tip. She teased him like this for a few moments before Sam's fingers anchored themselves in her hair, and pulled her forward till she was deepthroating him. Tessa smiled around his thickness as he moved her forwards and back along him.

Tessa moved her tongue to block Sam's entry, fighting the force of his hand, as she teased his tip before finally letting him in. She tightened her mouth around him, moving herself forward faster as Sam erupted down her throat.

The lady slid off him, standing up, and spitting what hadn't gone down her throat into the closest shrub, before kissing him. Sam's back was still against the tree, and he could taste the salty aftertaste of his cum in Tessa's mouth. Tessa moved so that her clit rubbed up against Sam's penis.

"Fuck me," she whispered into his mouth as their tongues danced playfully against each other. Sam's lips smiled against her, turning the couple around. Tessa's back hit the tree as Sam slid inside of her. He pumped into her deep and hard as they kissed, and their hands explored each other absentmindedly.

Together they climaxed, silencing each other with the kiss, as they came.

xxxxx

Tessa and Sam cleaned themselves up, and headed back towards the Impala, in which Dean was still seemingly asleep.

As the Impala growled to life, and continued into the darkness, Dean smiled to himself. Sam wouldn't be as grumpy for the next day or two.