0 comments/ 39068 views/ 2 favorites Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 1 By: saber6 Chapter 1: The Plan As I stepped into the house, having just arrived home from work, my Mom shouted, "Get cleaned up. Deb's waiting for you out on your porch. Dinner will be ready in about twenty minutes." She turned back to the stove, lifted a lid stirring something inside the pot. As I glanced past her out the window I could see Dad sitting on the front porch facing the lake. He sat there reading the evening newspaper as usual. I turned and walked to the side door off the adjoining dining room. I poked my head through the door and admired my lovely bride to be. She sat on the glider reading a magazine. Her medium build was striking in the pink two-piece bathing suit. Her soft ample mounds of flesh filled the cups nicely, slightly overflowing at the top. When she heard me say 'hi' she jumped up excitedly, running over and saying, "Hurry up and get changed! I've got a big surprise for you!" At five foot eight, Deb's eyes were level with mine as I stared admiringly into her beautiful round face. Her shoulder length golden locks, parted on her right, flowing gracefully over her forehead almost covering her left eye. Our wedding would take place in about three weeks, out on the front lawn by the lake. Deb had been staying at our house since we graduated from college in June to make it easier for her to plan. She closed her hazel blue eyes as she leaned forward and gave me a quick, but opened mouth kiss with an even quicker teasing dart of tongue into my mouth. As I grabbed for her womanly 135-pound full figure, she pulled away just out of my reach. "Hurry up! I can't wait to tell you what I have planned for tonight!" I got another tongue kiss - longer this time. Her lusciously full, soft lips made me want to melt right into her arms as usual, but she pulled away again. She rubbed my crotch, however; smiled, raising her eye brows in that you know what I got planned for you, look. She stepped away waving her hands for me to go; saying again, "Hurry up! Hurry up!" So as instructed I quickly went to my room and changed into my bathing suit, returning to find her still sitting on the porch waiting for me. While I was gone Deb had put on one of my t-shirts that stretched down to about mid thigh. She jumped up, ran over to me, threw her arms around my neck and gave me a very passionate open mouth kiss. Again those soft, full lips made me melt right into her arms. Only this time she didn't pull away. Her leg worked its way between mine and urgently pressed into my hardening manhood. She kept kissing me, reaching deep into my mouth with her tongue while her leg continued to rub back and forth across my hardening spear. I pulled her to me, returning her kiss with my tongue as well. When I finally became fully erect, which didn't take that long, she changed position slightly so that my protrusion fit snuggly into her obviously wanting crevice. At the same time Deb started darting her tongue in and out of my mouth in a very suggestive way. I pulled her around, pushing her up against the porch wall. Bending my knees slightly I brought as much pressure as I could to her obviously wanting needs. As we dry humped, we reached for each other's hips and pulled ourselves together frantically. She moaned her appreciation into my mouth while her tongue busied itself exploring every corner of my mouth it could reach. I began to suck on it, until she pulled it straight and hard, sliding it in and out of my mouth. There was no misunderstanding what she meant by that. We had two porches. The one on the front of the house, where my Dad was sitting, faced the lake. The side porch, which wrapped around from the front porch, (where we were franticly coupling as close to intercourse as you could get without actually fucking) faced down the beach toward the neighbors. It was screened in and a wing off of our house blocked the view from the nearest neighbor's house. Mom's kitchen sat in the corner where the porches wrapped around. She had a window that faced out onto our porch but was further down from where we were coupling. The window was open however, and I'm sure she could hear our moaning. My Dad and I had built the side porch a few years before, just about the time I was getting my drivers license. Actually, I had built most of it with his direction. It was screened in with a door into the house through the dinning room and a screen door out to the front porch. When we were all done he said, "Son, this is your porch. You will be getting your license soon and you will be dating. I don't want you taking your dates and parking some place. It's not as safe out there as it was when I was dating. Too many weird things happening. I'd rather you'd do your parking and necking right here where it's safe. I guarantee your privacy. Your Mom and I've discussed this and we will never come out on the porch while you are out here with girl friend. We've discussed the birds and the bees, so I don't have to go into that. You know how we feel about waiting. However, if you choose not to honor our wishes, than we would rather it happen here, where it's safe. And by all means, wear some protection. You know what I'm talking about?" There was more to it than that, but you get the idea. Mom and Dad were true to their word, never once bothering me or any of the girls I took out there. Many of the girls were very uncomfortable necking there, so close to my parents. Some refused altogether. They thought it was too weird. So for those, parking was the only recourse. Finally Deb pulled away from me, grabbing my hand, she pulled me toward the glider. "I've got plans for us tonight. I'm so excited, I can't stand it!" She exclaimed, as I sat down on the nearest end of the glider. Smiling at me she sat down in the middle to my right. She turned to face me with her left knee against my right hip and her lower leg running along my thigh, while the tops of her toes rubbed over my knee. "I could tell by the way you welcomed me. What's up?" "I want to go up to the Derand Dirties." "What?" I exclaim in disbelief. "Are you kidding?" "No, not at all." Responding as though a little hurt by my questioning. "I thought you would really like that." "Do you know what the Derand Dirties are? Where did you hear about them?" "Of course. It's a drive-in theatre that shows X-rated movies. I've always wanted to see one!" She replied getting excited again. "I thought you would enjoy the idea." She pouted, curling up close and looking up at me with those hazel blue eyes of hers. They're to die for. She can turn you to her will with just the slightest glance. She placed her hand on my chest and began rubbing circles all over it and down onto my tummy. "I just didn't think you would like something like that. You get upset when you catch me looking at a Penthouse. That's all." I tried in vein to explain my concern. "Well, this is different. It has guys too, not just girls." Her hand went lower and lower on my tummy. "And you get to watch them do everything. Just the thought of it has gotten me all turned on." Her hand now slipped under the elastic band of my bathing suit, easing down through my pubic hair and glided up over my firm appendage. "I've been hot all day, just thinking about it." She wrapped her fingers around it, beginning very slow strokes. "I can see." Squeezing her hand through my bathing suit. "A couple of girls at work went up there last night with their boyfriends. They came in this morning talking all about it. It just sounded so exciting." She squeezed me hard, raised her head, looking me straight in the eye. "And they claimed they had a… really great time. If you know what I mean." "They told you what happened?" I asked, incredulously. "Sure. You know. Girl talk is all." "I didn't think girls - kiss and tell." "Well, this was a little bit more than kissin'." She began stroking me a little faster now. "And we kept prompting them and asking for more details." "And they told you? The details?" I asked in amazement. "Sure." "You don't tell your girl friends what we do. Do you?" "Well… ah… Not usually." "What do you mean, 'Not usually.' You'd skin me alive if you thought I had told one of the guys what we do." "Of course I would. Guys can't be trusted not to spread stories around. " "And girls can?" I argued. "Well. Your best friend can…. Usually…. And besides… sometimes you just want to brag. I mean, when girls are talking and one comes up with a good story, you want to be able to at least make them think you're gettin' just as good, if not better. And, I think I'm gettin' better." She declared bowing her head and batting her eyes up at me with a Cheshire cat grin. She also squeezed my cock to add emphasis. "So, what did they tell you?" "Well, Joy. You met her. Her and Marjorie, double date all the time with their boyfriends Tony and Brad. I think I introduced you to Joy and Tony last Christmas at the office party." "Yeah, I think I remember her. She was the one with the long straight black hair and the really big teaties." I said, holding my hands cupped out in front of me to indicate what I was referring to. Letting go of my appendage, she slapped me on the chest. "Of course you'd notice that. But, yes that's her." "How could I help but notice, they were almost falling out of her blouse." "And I just hate that word." She scolded. "What word? Teaties?" "Yes. I guess I've just spent too much time on my uncles' farms. Cows and pigs have teats. I just happen to think my breasts look a whole lot nicer than that." "I couldn't agree more. You have the most beautiful teats…I mean… ah…ah… breasts I've ever been lucky enough to play with." Picking up on that, she quickly returned with, "Meaning you just haven't been lucky enough to play with someone like Joy, with her 40Ds compared to my wimpy 36Cs" "Now don't go there. Your wonderful, soft breasts are far from wimpy. Besides anything more than a mouthful is a waste. "Breasts. Boobs. Hooters. Even jugs or knockers are ok. But when I hear "Teats" all I think of is something hanging below a cow. And I don't want to be thought of as a cow. If you know what I mean?" "Sure I do. I'll try not to say it again." "But, you like the size of Joy's breasts, better than mine?" She asked more than stated. "Well… ah… they are nice to look at…" I commented slowly, knowing I was treading on dangerous ground. "but, the total package is more important to me. Besides, anything more than a mouth full is a waste." I said again and got another half-hearted slap on the chest. "I guess I can accept that, even if it does sound like you're hedging your bet. Anyway, the girls said the movies had all the details. Nothing left out. Close ups of all the action." "They'll certainly have all that. Up close and personal." I joked, sighing a breath of relief that the subject had changed. "They said everywhere they looked, couples were going at in their cars. Guys and girls were walking around half naked, feeling each other. It just sounded so exciting – and erotic." "So, you want to go walk around with your breasts hanging out and feeling each other up in front of other people?" I asked, trying not to sound critical. "No! But, I wouldn't mind watching others doing it." Her eyes lit up with excitement. "Voyeuristic, huh…. Now don't get me wrong. This sounds exciting as hell to me also. Getting all turned on watching all that screwing going on the screen and in other cars. Doing some of our own. I'd love it. I just don't want to get you up there and have you get grossed out, is all." "She squeezed my dick real hard and gave it couple of real hard, long strokes. Leaning forward she kissed me, slipping her tongue deep into my mouth. When she let up, she smiled, saying, "I love the way you try to take care of me." Her eyes were all glazed over. "But, I'm a big girl now. Thanks to you… and him." She nodded down towards my groin and gave him another knowing squeeze. Rising up on one knee, Deb leaned toward me again, whispering in my ear, "I'm so fucking turned on right now I can't stand it." Pulling away from me she yanked down the front of my bathing suit and with one swift movement swung her other leg across my lap straddling me without letting go of my cock. With her other hand she pulled up the front of her t-shirt exposing a totally naked pussy. She hovered there a second rubbing the swollen blue bulbous head of my dick into the folds of her drenching wet pussy. When she got him just where she wanted him, she let herself go and sank with her full weight, engorging herself to the hilt. She collapsed into my chest, letting out all her breath in a deep rush, "Augh!" "Deb! What are you doing? Mom's right through that window." I whispered. Her arms around me now, she whispered in my ear, "I've been planning this since noontime. I've been turned on all day. I just couldn't wait any longer to feel that big fat cock of yours, deep in my cunt. It feels even better than I thought it would. And as far as your mother is concerned, she knows what we do out here." "What do you mean?" "She asked me quite awhile back if we used protection or if I was on the pill." "You're kidding! What did you tell her?" I exclaimed, amazed and beginning to soften. "I told her, 'both,', that we didn't want to take any chances. Now shut up and just fuck me." I was shocked and amazed as she started a slow rocking motion forcing herself down even further onto my shaft. We had used withdrawal, as our main method of birth control, neither one of us liked using prophylactics. Deb was always scared they might break. I just didn't like the feel. So we came to an agreement to wait for our wedding night before I came inside her. She had just gone on the pill, so it would be safe by then. "You are something else tonight. I don't think I've ever heard you use the words like that before." I commented as every once of resolve faded away. I pulled her to me and began thrusting up into that hot pussy of hers. "Oh, God!… That feels so good. Sooo, F U C K I N' good!…" She whispered in my ear and after a lengthy pause, she continued. "You mean words like cock and fuck? I don't think I've ever been so turned on before. I get uninhibited and the words just slip out." She pushed herself away from me, continuing to rock back and forth as I thrust up into her. Looking deep into my eyes, she smiled and whispered "Cock…. Pussy…. Your big… hard… hot… cock, trusting deep into my hot… fucking… wet pussy." She licked her lips sensuously and continued, "You like it when I talk dirty? Don't you? When I talk like a fuckin' dirty slut?" "Oh, yes. Baby." I groaned. "This is as hot as I've ever seen you. Other than maybe that night after the Military Ball, when you darn near raped me in the back seat of the car. "Yes. I was turned on that night I have to admit. I wanted you all night and I just couldn't wait any longer. Just like now." "Yeah. That night you surprised me with no panties on under you gown, just like tonight with no bathing suit bottoms under this t-shirt. By the way, when did they come off? You were wearing your bathing suit when I first came in." "When you went to change, I took my suit off and put this t-shirt on." "Then you where planning this all along?" "I told you that!" She responded, pulling the t-shirt up over her bare breasts. "Now shut up, suck on these and give me a good fuckin'." She demanded, falling into my face and pulling my head into her breast. "God, you feel so fuckin' good." She whispered again into my ear. "I want you to fuck me like this all night long. Joy said she got fucked five times last night. I want to be able to tell her on Monday, I got it at least six times, maybe more." I mumbled an unintelligible answer as I continued to suck on her breast, flicking the tip of her nipple with the end of my tongue. I wondered how I was going to keep up. "OK, you two. Break it up out there. Dinner's on the table." Mom yelled through the window. I knew she couldn't see us from there, but it didn't stop me from panicking, pulling away from Deb's breast and trying to get out from underneath her. "Aah, shit!" Deb exclaimed under her breath. Then into my ear, "Hold still a minute and give me just a few more thrusts of that big cock of yours." "You heard Mom, 'Break it up', she knows what we're doing!" I whispered hoarsely, still trying to get out from underneath her. Deb just pulled herself tighter to my body; calmly responding, "Your mother almost always says that, when she's calling us to dinner. And if she does know, it's to late anyway." Settling down, I stopped resisting. "That's better," she swoons. "Now give me a couple more good hard thrusts. Then I'll get off and we can go eat dinner. Pulling her close I thrust up into her a few more times, put still felt awfully uncomfortable. Deb continued to rock on top of me grinding her pelvis hard into mine. Then as quickly as she had gotten on, she swung her right leg back across me, extracted herself, turned around and sat next me. With a bright smile on her face said, "Let's go eat." She stood up, pulled the t-shirt back down, and grabbed my hand as if nothing out of the ordinary had taken place. "Aren't you going to at least put your bottoms on?" I asked as she stepped toward the door dragging me up off the glider. She turned back, rising up on her tiptoes and whispering in my ear, "Wouldn't you like to feel me up… under the table… while we're eating?" Pulling her to me I kissed her hard on the lips, opening my mouth and thrusting my tongue deep into hers. When we pulled apart, I said, "You have really gone wild tonight. And I love it. I think I'm going to really enjoy myself tonight. I just hope I can keep up with you." Leaning against me she rubbed the length of my shaft with the palm of her hand and warned, "You better, I'm counting on it, so I can really enjoy this night myself. Let's go eat." I followed behind Deb, hoping that her body would shield the very obvious state of my erection that my bathing suit could not hide. As I passed her to sit down I tried to nonchalantly cup my hands over the tent pole holding my bathing suit out away from my body so no one would notice. I was flushed with embarrassment, but neither Mom nor Dad seemed to notice. It was then that I really got embarrassed as I realized Deb had her own set of tent poles pushing the t-shirt well out in front. And there was no way to hide them under the table. Deb has these very thick and long nipples when they are excited that made it very obvious she was not wearing the top of her bathing suit underneath. I could make out the reddish color of the taut nipple and the faint brown hue of the areola around it. Mom and Dad could not have helped but noticed, but they made no indication that they did. There was small talk as we ate and my embarrassment slowly diminished. Then my Mom asked, "Well, what are you two up to tonight." Deb and I looked at each other and almost simultaneously said, "We thought we'd go to the Drive-in." "Which show?" Mom asked again, nonchalantly between mouth fulls. Again we answered in unison, except I said, "The Lakes Drive-in." While Deb said, "The Scio Drive-in." There was dead silence. We both just looked down at our plates for what seemed forever to me. Then to my shock and surprise, Deb very softly said, "I asked Bill to take me up to the Durand Drive-in." "Oh, isn't that where they show the adult movies." Mom said in a normal conversational voice, as if we were talking about where you go to buy factory outlet clothing. "Yeah." Deb said tentatively, "I've… um… ah… never seen one of those kind of movies and was just very curious." Still very casually, Mom asks, "Isn't it a little risky. I mean don't all kinds of perverts hang out around those kind of establishments?" Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 1 "Mom, it's a drive-in," I interjected, "not a theater. We'll be in the car and we'll keep the doors locked. "Sure." Dad came to our rescue. "They're young and will really enjoy a new experience like this. Sounds like fun to me, as long as they use a little caution. They'll be fine." He assured. And that was the end of that. The remainder of dinner passed with some more small talk about this and that, but mostly about what was going on at Dad's work or around the lake. Unbeknown to my parents was what was going on under the table. Deb sitting on my right had placed her left hand in my lap almost the moment I sat down. Needless to say my erection had not diminished at all during dinner. So when we excused ourselves I again had to do the best I could to hide the obvious bulge in the front of my suit. Embarrassed again, we retreated to your safe haven on the porch. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 2 It wasn't even six yet. The movie wouldn't start until it got dark about nine thirty. Durand was less than an hour away, so we had at least two hours to kill. "So, what do you want to do until its time to go?" I asked Deb as we got out onto the porch. "I don't think we need to leave until almost eight thirty." Deb turned into my arms and with a wet open mouth, kissed me hard, sliding her tongue suggestively in and out of my mouth. She let one hand slide down over my chest and sink underneath the waste band of my swimsuit until she grasped my hard-on again. She began to stroke it in time with movement of her tongue. There was no mistaking what she had in mind. Finally, she broke away. Leaning back in my arms, she licked her lips sensuously and suggested, "How about… we take the boat…" she paused and looked down, watching a finger on her free hand running circles through the hair on my chest. "go out to the island…" Now she twisted first one nipple and then other as she whispered, "and you can screw the hell out of me." "You have just added all kinds of new words to your vernacular today. Haven't you? And that sounds like a great idea. I just hope you don't wear me out before we get up north." "I don't think that will be a problem," she said squeezing my cock a little harder. "I'm sure there will be enough stimuli to get it up again and again…" she kissed me. "and again..." she kissed me once more. "and again…" a third kiss. "and again." "Alright, let's go than." I said, but couldn't resist pulling her to me and kissing her really hard, stabbing my tongue deep into her mouth. I grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her tight against my still rock hard bulge. I pushed it hard into her pelvic mound eliciting soft moans of pleasure from my soft and wonderful bride to be, whom seemed bent on becoming my slut as well tonight. A revelation I was really beginning to marvel and appreciate. Hers hands came up to my head, running her fingers through my hair and finally pulled my head even harder into her mouth. Our tongues fought for possession of each others mouths for another minute or so, when suddenly she push my head away, breaking our kiss with a gasp for breath. Panting she cooed softly, "Come on. Let's get out of here so we can put this," she whispered, grabbing my bulging appendage, "where it belongs…. in my hot, drenching wet pussy. I just can't wait any longer. I've got to get fucked or I'm going to rape you right here in front of your parents." She laughed and kissed me real hard again, all the while rubbing the length of my cock with the palm of her hand. Finally out at the boat I grabbed the life vest, my ski and tossed out the towrope. "You're not going to ski are you?" She asked, but it wasn't a question. "Sure. Why not? Just out to the island." I replied, lowering the motor as I started pushing the boat into deeper water. "That's not our mission here." She sounded a little peeved. "Come on. It won't take any longer. Sit down, start the engine and we'll be there. Acquiescing, she started the motor, put it in forward, while I put on my ski. When the line was tight I yelled, "Hit it!" We were off in an instant. She turned towards the island as I jumped outside the wake. I immediately leaned to the inside cutting back across the wake to the other side. Turning sharply I dug in deep throwing up a wall of water while cutting back across the wake again to repeat the same on the other side. Deb turned sharply as we approached the island. I swung across the wake one last time away from the boat, let go of the rope, and headed towards shore. As I slowed down I turned sharply, throwing up one last wall of water. I heard the boat racing up be hind me, the engine stopped replaced by the sound of water splashing off the bow. As I turned, Deb was just letting go of the anchor as she threw it out across the bow to splash into the water at the edge of the drop off. As I walked towards the boat removing my vest, Deb disappeared towards the stern of the boat. A moment later I heard another splash. Just as I approached the bow of the boat, Deb surfaced only a foot or two in front of me. I laid the vest on top of my ski and took her into my arms. Our lips met yet again in a very passionate kiss. As her body closed with mine I felt her breasts and hard nipples press into my chest. I allowed one hand to slide down her back and grabbed one of her cheeks. Finding it bare, I pulled her in, even tighter. When she finally broke our kiss, I said, "You took off your bathing suit." "Dah." She replied flabbergasted. "If you remember I took it off back on your porch." "That's right." I laughed sheepishly. "Now it's your turn!" She exclaimed ducking under the water. Her hands were quickly on the sides of my suit and yanking it down my legs, which I quickly stepped out of. Returning to the surface with a gasp, she handed my removed suit, saying, "Here, hang on to this." and quickly ducted back under the water. Much to my surprise my cock was immediately engulfed by a very soft and wonderful set of lips. I was already hardening from the kiss, but this new invasion quickly brought it to its full potential. As soon as it hardened completely her head began to move in and out. She pulled out till her lips were just touching the ring around its crown and quickly moved back in along the shaft until almost all of it was sheathed between her lips. She grabbed the cheeks of my ass to give herself stability, allowing her to move rapidly in and out along its length. I was amazed at just how long she could hold her breath. Forty-five seconds, maybe a minute it went on. Looking down into the water I could see her whole body stretched out in front of me, moving back and forth like a huge fucking machine as she pushed her self back and forth. I kept my balance by placing one foot in front of the other and holding on to the ski so as not to be knocked over be the necessary pulling and shoving required to move her whole body. Then with a rush she let go, broke through the surface, gasped one deep breath and dove right back down to resume her on-slot. I was in heaven. She had gone down on me before, but never like this. It was as if she were possessed. Again she was down there for at least another forty-five seconds or so. This time when she surfaced panting, she threw her arms around my neck, jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. She almost pulled me over, but I was able to throw my foot out a little further to keep us from falling over. In between panting breaths, she proclaimed, "I think… I've got… you ready…. It's time… to please me!" Reaching down between us, I grabbed my penis working it into her vaginal lips. I tried to work it back and forth, but it stuck to her skin, jumping to the next sticking point as I forced it forward, almost as if she were completely dry. We had tried this before and always found that the water seemed to rinse away all the lubricants. I continued to try while we kissed, but to no avail. Breaking our kiss, she said exasperated, "Damn! Damn! Damn! As hot and wet as I've been all day, I was sure it would work this time." She concluded with a pouting lower lip. "Well, let's head for the boat." I suggested. "I've got a better idea. You put away the ski. I'll take the vest and float up to shore." She recommended, quickly grabbing the vest and putting it on. She gave me that sexy, come get me look and laid back into the water – teats up, so to speak – and started kicking for shore. "I'll meet you in the clearing. Bring the blanket…. Oh yeah, and the baby lotion, too." She added, kicking away. This was not the first time we had taken the boat to find a secluded place to make love nor the first time we had been frustrated by the lack of lubrication in the water. I swam to the stern of the boat, where the step was. I pushed the ski up on the gunwale, threw my bathing suit over as well and quickly climbed up over the side. I laid the ski in its tray, pulled the blanket and lotion out from under the seat and headed to the bow of the boat. Placing the blanket on the bow, I slid over the gunwale into chest deep water, retrieved the bundle and waded as fast as I could into shore. Upon reaching the shore I quickly ran up the path, but stopped dead in my tracks as I stepped into the clearing. Across from me, posing seductively, stood my fiancé, hands over her head, a lovely smile on her face that said, Here I am, just for you. "Don't just stand there!" She demanded. "Spread out that blanket. You did bring the baby oil, didn't you?" She inquired, moving one hand down between her legs, one finger slid in between the engorged lips that greeted it there. "As hot and wet as I am, that water out there has just washed away all my juices." I stepped forward, unwrapped the blanket on the ground, showing her the bottle of baby oil as I did so. Setting it aside I finished spreading out the blanket. After retrieving the bottle again I turned around to find her already laying invitingly on the blanket. Her legs were spread wide, while she worked and squeezed her right breast. Her nipples were swollen and sticking out as far as I had ever seen them. She wrinkled up her nose and mouthed the words, "Come on, fuck me." I flipped open the top on the bottle of baby oil. I squeezed some right on top of my pulsing spear, spreading it around with my hand. I reached over squirting some between her legs. Then moving over between her them, I used the end of my penis to spread the liquid over and between her lips. Deb gasped at the sensation, then pleaded; "Don't play. Shove it in. I need you inside me. I can't wait any longer." Without hesitation I leaned forward, wiggled its head up and down a couple more times to find the opening and shoved it in to the hilt. She gasped as I layed right down on top of her and remained still. "Thank you, love." She moaned. "You feel great. You feel so much bigger than usual. So very, very big. It was worth waiting for. Now give me a nice long fuck. I began to thrust slowly. "You feel great too, baby. Your pussy is tighter than ever. Maybe the cool water tightened you up and that's why I feel so big." "You don't think my underwater performance had anything to do with it?" "You may have a point." I relented and began to kiss her while increasing the temple of my thrusts. I slid all the way out, until the head was just barely touching her lips and then I thrust in hard, burying myself until our pelvic mounds collided with force and my balls slapped into her bottom. With each thrust she moaned an almost inaudible, "Oooh, yessss." Slowly I withdrew, her hands squeezed into my bottom cheeks urging me to return. With the head of my cock just touching her lips again I hesitated until I felt her hands pull my butt towards her and I lunged again, to hear her utter once more, "Oooh, yesss." Over and over I teased her like that. I worked my arms under her and pulled her to me, feeling her breasts and hard nipples pushing into my chest. It was harder to pull all the way out in that position, although I tried a few more times. Then I just lunged into her as hard as I could; and remained still, deep inside her. Finding her lips I kissed her softly with as much passion as I could find. I wanted to send her a message; that for me, this was more than just sex. To me, this was making love. I wanted to pore more then just my jism into her, I wanted to pore in all my soul as well. I wanted to become one with her. I held her tight kissing her delicately and she responded in kind. "I love you." I whispered, when I broke the kiss. "I know." She said softly. "And I love you too. More than you will ever know." She brought a hand to the top of my head, running her fingers through my hair. She pulled me back down to her lips. We kissed again softly. Opening our lips I softly exhaled into her mouth and in turn she exhaled into mine, until we developed a rhythm of breathing back and forth. We had done this before. We said we were exchanging each other's souls. We breathed together on and on, until it almost feet like we might pass out. Finally we broke the kiss, not really knowing why, but both breathing in fresh air, and realizing where we were again. I pulled her tighter again, my chin on her shoulder and my cheek against hers. One of her hands ran through my hair, while the other ran over my back and bottom. I heard her whisper, "That's nice. I love to feel your soul in me." She squeezed me tighter and her vaginal muscles around my cock did the same. While at the same time, her pelvis just slightly raised up to push against mine; showing, involuntarily I'm sure, her still unmet needs. I responded by pushing back a little. Over a short amount of time that little bit of mutual pushing and shoving of our pelvic areas tuned into the usual rhythm of mutual lovemaking. Soon we were sliding and thrusting into each other with renewed urgency. "Oh, God… Bill…. This feels great." Deb panted into my ear. I answered by raising my head and lowered it again to kiss her. But this time our kiss was not soft, it was hard with obsession as her hand pulled my head tighter to hers. She twisted her head back and forth in passion as we kissed. Simultaneously our thrustings became more intense, our needs more demanding, as I plunged down into her and she drove up into me. "Fuck me, baby!… Fuck me!… Harder!…" Deb panted when we broke the kiss. "You feel…. So fuckin' good!" I responded pulling my arms from underneath her and raising up on my elbows. There was no teasing now. I wanted her as much as she needed me. I began to drive into her in earnest now, slamming into her as hard as I could. She countered by thrusting her pelvis up to meet each attack. We continued on like that for several minutes maybe, thrusting and plunging into each other at and ever-increasing pace, until I couldn't hold back any more. I could feel the pressure building in my balls and was about to start that pumping action that would release my love juices deep into her love canal. "Oh baby!… I'm so close!… I need to pull out!…" I panted in exclamation. "Oh Honey!… No!… Not yet!… I need you inside me… longer!…" She gasped in reply while holding me tighter, trying to keep me from withdrawing as I always did before cuming. I wrenched myself free. As soon as I withdrew I grabbed the base of my shaft, squeezing it as hard as I could and was able to stem the tide from breaking through. Deb was screeching, "No!… No…." Reaching up she grabbed around my neck and tried to pull me back down on her. "I need you!… I need you back inside me…. Please come back inside me…. Please." Instead, I lowered my head out from under her grasp and quickly repositioning myself as I lowered my lips to her pussy. Her lips were engorged with blood, but I worked my way down through them until I found her love pearl and I sucked it between my lips. "Ummm…. That feels… good too." She moaned. "Did you cum?" Raising my head and slipping a couple of fingers into her wet hole, I answered, "No. I was able to squeeze it off just in time." "Oooh, good." She said in relief. "Then you'll be able to fuck me again when I cum, won't you?" I mumbled an almost inaudible, "uh ha." as I had already returned my lips and tongue to her sensitive pussy. I licked and licked all around her clit, flicking it back and forth with my tongue, while she thrust her pelvis up into my face. Her hands reached around the back of my head and pulled me in tight. She began to slowly raise and lower her pussy as she just blatantly fucked my face. "Oh yes!… That feels good…. I'm getting there…. And then you'll…. Fuck me again. Won't you?" She pleaded. "I'm almost there!… Suck on my clit, baby…. Suck it in…and lick it." I did as she commanded, pulling the swollen nub between my lips and quickly attacked it with my tongue. I brought more and more pressure down upon it. She in turn pulled my head even tighter and accelerated her pelvic thrusts into my face. I opened my lips and flattened my tongue over her pearl. I wiggle my tongue back and forth as quickly as I could and increased the pressure as much as I could. Her thrusting motions quit and she just pushed as hard as she could into my face. I knew by this, that she was right at the brink. I lifted my tongue, pushing the tip right down on her so much harder clit and worked it back and forth as fast and hard as I could. I was rewarded with a deep, almost inaudible growl from deep in her throat. What had been pent up in her soul all day was now being released. She began to shack and she renewed her thrusts into my face as the growl got loader and loader. Her thrusting became more and more intense until her bottom came completely off the ground each time. It was hard to stay with her as she bucked against my face. I kept my tongue on her clit as best I could, because I knew what was coming next. I wasn't wrong, for in the next moment her legs squeezed hard around my head and then thrust hard to her left. She was strong and pulled me right over on my side with her. She shook violently and pulled herself away and there was nothing I could do to stay with her. But, I had been there many times before. As I got up on my knees, she laid there on her side in the fetal position, gasping and still thrusting in orgasmic relief. I grabbed her knees and pulled her over on her back. It took a lot of force, but I finally pulled her knees apart and wedged myself between them until I could reinsert my cock into her now convulsing love nest. I thrust once, driving deep down inside her as she gasped in response. She reached up and grabbed my head pulling me down on top of her and thrusting her pelvis up into mine with each of her convulsions. I matched her rhythm as best I could, listening to her whimper, "Oh, yes…. Fuck me…. Fuck me…. Just, fuck me…. Fuck me." Over and over she crooned. I did just that. Her orgasm never seemed to stop at times like this. Her rhythm would just slow down and then speed up again, slow down for a while and then speed up. All the while she would croon her mantra of "fuck me" over and over again. I thrust into her at her pace as best I could for maybe another five minutes, until finally it was my turn. I rose up on my arms and began to thrust into her as hard as I could, no longer on her rhythm, but mine. She always grabbed my sides or bottom at these times and held on trying to thrust up to meet my lunges if she could, and hopefully have one more high of her own. And this was no exception. Then there was that burning in my balls again and I knew I had to withdraw, which I did and immediately shot wads and wads of cum all over her belly. I layed down on top of her and fucked her belly to complete my orgasm. Her hands pulled my head next to hers and she pecked little kisses on my ear and neck as I finished my own convulsions. Slowly our breathing came back to normal as we lay there together in each other's arms. "Niiiice." I said softly into her ear and kissed it with a wet tongue. She shook her head away from my wet tongue, but responded. "It sure was. One of the best we've ever had. I think." "Yes, I think so too." And we slowly began to disengage from each other. I sat up and she did as well, leaning against me with her head on my shoulder, saying, "Hold me just a little longer before we go. I glad you've got so much will power." I put my arms around her and pulled her tighter to my body. As usual her hand dropped into my lap, finding my flaccid appendage, she curled her fingers around it and just held it. In turn I found one of her breasts, cupping it in my hand I began a gentle massage. "Ummm," She moaned. "This is nice. Very nice." I just responded with a quiet, "Uh ha." And began to just slightly rock her in my arms. It was nice. Very nice. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 2 After a while Deb began to just barely squeeze her still flaccid little friend and much to my surprise it began to grow just a little and every once in while it would jerk slightly. "Hmm, what do we have here?" She inquired with a smile in her voice. "Maybe we can have a second round right here before we have to leave." "I wouldn't get your hopes up." I cautioned, kissing her forehead. "The way I came, I'm sure it's going to take me a while to recover." "You doubt my abilities to stimulate?" she cooed, smiling up at me and sensually licking her lips. "I think you might be better satisfied if we wait 'til we are at the drive-in." I suggested. "But I'm still horny - now." She wined. "Besides we have to do this at least six times tonight. One more now and we are half way there." "How can you still be horny?" I gapped incredulously. "You just had, probably the most powerful orgasm of your life." "I know and it was great too. However, I've been told by the girls that, that - burning feeling, deep down inside – that we girls call 'getting hot' is really only satisfied when the male ejaculates inside. And since you've never cum inside me, we don't know if that's true. But, it does explain a lot." "But, we have always agreed to wait." I responded defensively. "I know. It's the way we wanted to do it and I'm not sorry we've waited, even if I was begging you to keep fucking me before. Thank goodness you're stronger than me. I'm just saying it may explain why it takes me so much longer than you to wind down after lovemaking. And why tonight, after being so turned on all day, I'm still as hot, although winded, as I was when we started." "Okay, but how do you figure another time here would be three times?" "Once before dinner." She stated matter of factly. "And again just now. "You can't count the first time. We didn't climax. It was really just foreplay for this time." I argued. "Well this is for Monday morning braggin' rights. So if you don't want to count back at the house, then we better get back at, 'cuz you got ta screw me five more times tonight." She said with emphasis on the "cuz you got ta screw' and turned tighter into me, squeezing my now fairly rigid member. "Count it like you want, but I'm not sure I can get it up that many more times. And there you go with that language again." I chided in mock anxiety. Yanking on my appendage, "Well, it appears he is almost willing, even if you're not…. And he doesn't seem to mind my language either." "Well, he does seem to have a mind of his own." I explained, trying to match my 'well' with hers. Then I said incredulously, "And you're going to be telling those girls what we're doing tonight! It's going to be a little awkward the next time I see them." "Don't worry about that. They won't know that you know I told them." She stated as if that made all the difference. "But, why tell them at all?" "They'll be asking me first thing, Monday morning. After hearing their stories and asking them questions, I told them I was going to get you to take me up there. I can't hardly not answer their questions when they've been so forth coming with me, can I." I knew that was a rhetorical question. "Besides, Joy kept bragging how she got it five times. I'd like to be able to go one better. So, if I need to count on the porch, I will." She stated, ending with a - and that's the end of the discussion - tone. "So, in a four hour period, Tony got it up five times?" I don't know how that's possible." "See, you're asking the same kind of questions I was. See how easy it happens. One question leads to another and pretty soon you're just spilling your guts. But, to answer your question, my guess would be sufficient stimulization. Is that a word?" She finished looking up at me with that Cheshire cat grin again. " Enough of that." She continued. "We've got more pressing matters at hand." She squeezed me again. "Excuse the puns." But, she was on a roll now. "Let me see if I can't provide the stimulus necessary to harden him up just a bit more, so you can press it where it really matters!" And with that said, she leaned away from me, lowering her head until her lips just took the head of him into her mouth. Her tongue licked across the top a couple of times and she sat back up. Without a word she got up, stepped over to the little stream next to us, knelt and cupped her hands into the flowing water. She stood up with the captured water in her outstretch hands. However, by the time she got back to me most of the water was gone. Exasperated, She reached out one hand towards me, demanding, "Come over here a minute." Which I did taking her hand in mine as we walked back to the stream. Reaching the stream she bent down on one knee, while still holding on to my hand. She dipped her free hand into the water; cupped, she raised it back up towards my cock that was beginning to dwindle again. "What are you doing?" I yelled, stepping back. "I'm just going to rinse it off." She answered as if it should be obvious and beyond question. "Yeah! I can see that!" I exclaimed. "If you want him hard, cold water isn't going to help. "No?" She asked, mockingly. "Poor baby." And she yanked my arm to pull me back over into her reach. "A little washing and" She grabbed him with the hand of water and stroke him a couple of times. "then I'll bring him back to life with these." She explained, looking up at me with a smile and licking her lips slowly to indicate what 'these' meant. I could only let out a soft, "ahhh" as the cold water washed over my hot wand and she dipped down to repeat the maneuver a couple more times. When she was done I was almost flaccid. With the last hand full of water she stroked him several more times than she had previously. There on her knees, she turned her head and pulled him into her mouth. Her lips did not stop this time, but slid right down the length of my shaft until they met her fingers at the base of my cock. Slowly, sucking very hard, she pulled her lips back towards his head. As her lips reached that ring below the crown she sucked even harder, stretching him out as long as possible. Simultaneously, she flicked and swirled her tongue all over his head. After several seconds of this she quickly drove her lips down the already hardening shaft and again, sucking hard, pulled her lips to his head again to tease it some more with her tongue. Again, she lowered her lips to his base; however, this time she remained there and let her tongue lick and swirl over as much of my cock as she could reach. It felt great and my cock began to respond accordingly. Letting go, she looked up at me smiling and bragged, "See, I told you I could revive him in no time at all." Without waiting for an answer she quickly turned and took him all, back in her mouth. Just as quickly she released him again and turned her head up to me and almost as an after thought, said. "I love to feel him growing in my mouth." Again she looked down and took me into her mouth. This time she released her grip on its base and with both hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass. Immediately she began to stoke its length with her lips. Back and forth over its entire distance end to end she moved her head, her cheeks indented with the vacuum on the outstroke and inflated on the down stroke. Her action felt so, so good; and I moaned my appreciation. Pulling her lips off, she looked at its almost rigid state and praised it, saying, "You're looking beautiful baby." She kissed his eye. "You're going to really please me tonight. Aren't you baby." And she lowered her mouth on it again without the slightest recognition that I was even there. But I didn't mind. He and I worked together. On and on she went, increasing her speed with each repetition. Her head would drive until her nose was buried deep in my pubic hair, then twisting her lips a little at the base she quickly pulled to its crest. There she let her lips pull slightly over the bulge and then quickly drove deep to the base again. Over and over, she fucked my cock with her hot wet mouth. Suddenly, she pulled her head away. Looking up at me now, with that Cheshire cat grin of hers, so proud of herself, she grabbed him with one hand and began to frantically stroke him. Fully erect now she said proudly, "I think he's ready again." Rising slowly to her feet she pulled me around, guiding me back to the blanket. "Lay down, this time." She ordered. I followed her command without argument. (I was so pussy whipped at this point, ha, ha.) As I lowered myself to the ground, she retained her hold on my shaft as if it would get soft again if she let go. Before I even reached the blanket she had straddled my legs and was already bending her knees keeping herself almost in contact with its head as I began to recline. Hardly flat on the ground, she lowered herself until its head was just touching her vaginal lips. As she had done earlier on the glider, she rubbed his head between those lips a couple of times until she got him just where she wanted it and sat right down on him. She was still hot and wet, so with no effort at all, she slid right down until he was buried as deep as he could reach. She expelled all the air from her lungs letting out a deep growl of satisfaction. With her eyes closed she leaned forward, placed her hand on my shoulders and just sat there. She felt incredible. Just as tight as she had been earlier, only hotter and juicier. I felt copious quantities of her earlier juices oozing out of her tight canal and running down over my retighten balls. Then ever so slowly she pulled her pelvic mound slowly up across mine. Only an inch or so and then slowly pushed back against me again. Right at the end she thrust suddenly, shoving my cock even deeper. Again she exhaled all her breath with a deep guttural moan and sat there frozen. I reached up and squeezed her breasts. She moaned, "Ummmm, … that feels good…. Play with them, baby." Again she pulled herself slowly forward, only this time she slammed herself back down as quick and as hard as she could, releasing another deep growl. Without hesitating this time she slowly pulled herself up again, keeping her pubic mound pressed down hard against mine. Reaching the top of her stroke she again planted herself down and moaned her satisfaction. Once more without hesitation she was up and drove herself down still harder and moaned. Again and again she drove down on me, moaning each time, as I thrust up into her and massaged her breasts with both hands. "Ummmm…. Ummmm…. Ummm…." She kept moaning at the bottom of every deep thrust. "This is… ummmm… feeling… ummmm… so good… ummmm." With each thrust she ground down even harder against my pelvic. She rocked back and forth, rotating on her hips, keeping pressure on her clitoris and forcing my cock deep into her vagina. "You feel… ummmm… so big…. oooh…. Just as… ummmm… as big… ummmm… and hard… augh… as before…. ummm…. And your… ummmm… your hands… ummmm… your hands… oooh… feel… ummmm… so good… ummmm…. My nipples… ummmm… pull… ummmm… pull on… oooh… pull on… ummmm… my nipples…. Ooooh, yes!" I took her nipples between my thumb and finger, softly rotating. Already large from my palming massage, they grew even harder and slightly larger to sounds of, Ummmm!… Yes! Yes!… Oooh!… Yes… That's it… ummm…. Pull them!… augh!… Yes… ummmm…. Harder… um." I twisted a little harder and pulled them down to me a little, stretching her breasts. I was rewarded with even more moaning, as the dark brown areolas began to wrinkle. It was amazing to watch. She was totally into it, head rolling back, eyes closed, moaning and biting her lower lip as she thrust again and again. Totally in control of the lovemaking, but almost beyond control emotionally, she thrust faster and harder with each downward drive. Slowly she pulled her hands off my shoulders and sat up straight, while still maintaining her rhythm of plunges. Pulling up off her knees, she moved her weight to her feet; squatting over me she raised herself up until only the tip of my cock remained inside. Immediately she dropped down on my spear and bounced right back up again. And then down. Up again and down. Faster and faster she plunged herself down, bouncing right back up. At the top of each stroke I thrust up to meet her coming down. She exhaled hard at the bottom of each lunge. She was gasping in time with her fucking, "Hah… Hah… Hah… Hah!" I let go of her breasts and watched them bounce provocatively. She drove down on me faster and faster and I knew I couldn't last much longer. She was like a machine, rising and falling, rising and falling, faster and faster she fucked me with abandonment. With her eyes still closed, her bottom lip sucked up under her front teeth; her head rocked up and down. Up and down she bounced with her hair flying to cover her face and then back again over her head. And her breasts – her breasts bounced, bounced wantonly. What a show. A man couldn't get any more stimulation than that and I was feeling that gripping sensation welling up in my balls again. It couldn't have been more than twenty or twenty-five minutes since the last time I came and here I was ready to spout again. I cried, "I'm almost there! Let me cum inside you." "No! No! Not yet!" She cried back, continuing to rise and fall. "Yes! I'm cuming!" And I began to pump. Once… Twice… and she pulled off just in time. As my cock flopped against my belly the first shot of sperm burst forth high on my stomach. Immediately she was down on top of me again. Her vaginal lips split around the sides of my cock as it continued to pump jism all over my belly. She began to run her cunt lips up and down the length of my pumping organ, apparently keeping her clit hard against it. Her hands returned to my shoulders as she rotated her hips again and again, sliding herself along its length. Back and forth she flew, emptying me completely. And then it was her turn. Her head jerked back violently. Her thighs pulled in tight against mine. And her whole body began to shudder and convulse. Her thrusting back and forth along the length of my shaft continued, but soon became spasmodic and uncontrolled. She shuddered some more and threw herself down upon me. Trembling she laid on me for a long time as I held her tight in my arms until she recovered. It was great, two fantastic couplings in a row; one totally committed in love, while the other was pure and total sexual abandonment. Both resulted in hard consuming orgasms for both of us. How could it get any better than this? "This just gets better and better." I said after a few minutes, when her breathing returned to normal; then added, "I guess you were the strong one this time." "Uh hah." Was all she moaned in response. Another couple of minutes past, before either of us moved. But, finally she raised her head, smiled at me softly, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. Slowly she pulled herself from my grasp and stood up. "I guess we better get going, if we're going get up there in time." She reached a hand down towards me as I stood up. A few minutes later we had picked up our stuff and were heading back down the path. Just as we were about to break out of the foliage and onto the shore, I stopped fast and Deb ran into my back. "What the…?" She demanded. "Shhh! I said turning my head towards her and bringing a finger to my lips. "I heard voices." I whispered and pushed her back a little behind a slight bend in the path, indicating that we should kneel down. Sure enough, an adult couple and two kids came slowly wading along the shore. "Mommy! Daddy! There's a path. Let's follow it." The youngest child yelled and turned up towards us. I began moving back and bumped into Deb. "No! No!" Responded his mom and ran up the path after him. "We don't know what might be up there." She added, grabbing him by the shoulder just before he got to the bend. Luckily she turned him back before he could see us. However, not before she got a full view of us. Her hand came to her mouth and after the shock wore off, she turned indignantly and stormed off towards the beach. We slowly crept forward until we reached the shore ourselves. Turning we waited until they were out of sight around the corner of the island. Glancing back the other direction to make sure it was clear we made a dash for the boat giggling. From a distance we heard a small voice, "Mommy! Daddy! Look those people aren't wearing any bathing suits." Laughing we tumbled over the gunwales and into the bottom of the boat. Deb crawled up to the bow and retrieved the anchor. I started the engine and we were off. As we ran back to our house, we redressed. I pulled on my bathing suit and Deb found her t-shirt, holding it up in front of her. It had gotten wet. She shrugged, and pulled it over her head. "It's all I brought out here. I guess it's better than nothing at all." I looked at her as it quickly clung to her skin and accentuated her every curve. The nipples protruded as if not covered at all and the brown dollar sized areolas shown through leaving almost nothing to the imagination. "Not much better." I replied. Once we were back at the dock, Deb ran for the house. I tied up the boat and casually walked up to the deck. Mom and Dad were sitting there as they usually did in the evening and Dad signaled me over. As I walked up, he said in a low voice, apparently so Mom wouldn't hear, "You need to be a little more discrete. Anyone along the beach can see what's going on over at the island, you know. At least keep your suits on when you carry a blanket up to the shore. At least keep them guessing." I nodded, a little red faced and started for the door, when Mom added. "A girl needs to maintain her reputation, even if she is getting married in a few weeks." "Yes, Mom." I replied and made another attempt to leave, when I was again interrupted. "You know I'm not for this drive-in thing tonight." She reminded. "But, you're both adults. Still you need to watch over her. We haven't had a daughter in this family in a long time. We wouldn't want something to happen tonight that might change that possibility. You know what I mean." "Yes, Mom." I said again with a little tone in my voice. After all I was 22 years old. "You stay right next to that girl, every minute. Don't let her out of your sight. If she has to go to the bathroom, you walk her to the door and stand right there until she comes out. Don't do a thing tonight that might jeopardize this wedding. You've got a great one in that girl and you don't want to loose her." She continued to scold. "Mom! This was her idea, not mine." I tried to explain. "Then you should have talked her out of it." And that was that, as she snapped the paper in front of her and returned to her reading. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 3 On the Way to the Drive-in Fifteen minutes later we popped into the car and were off down the driveway. Deb was dressed in a semi-sheer blouse unbuttoned down to the middle of her cleavage. It was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. She also wore a black mini-skirt and a pair of sandals. She had dried her hair and had it rolled up and pinned in a French curl on the back of her head. Little wisps of hair had escaped and hung down sensually, framing the edges of her face. I, on the other the hand, wore only a pair of shorts and sneakers. I carried a t-shirt just in case, which I tossed in the back seat as we got in the car. As I pulled away she scooted over and laid her head on my shoulder. Looking down into the front of her blouse I could see her full breasts, including those ruby red nubs I loved to suck on so much. Her hand as usual worked its way down over my chest, tummy and right under the edge of my shorts, but then pulled out like a shot. "Stop the car!" She demanded. I hit the brakes, but before I could stop or say anything, she said, "No way! You get that underwear off right now." I looked at her incredulously, my mouth hanging open. "Close your mouth... If I'm going almost naked," she said with a smug smile, pulling up her dress to expose a completely bare beaver, "then you need to provide me with the same opportunities. So, stop the car and get those undies off. " I looked at her in disbelief and she finally added a soft, sweet, "Pleeease." I put the car in park, pulled off my shorts and underpants and started to pull my shorts back on, when she added in a sensual tone, "You could leave those off too... and I would have really free access to all your parts. " She snuggled up even closer, running her hand all over my genitals. I thought about it, but decided against it. "I'll tell you what. I'll pull them back up most of the way, but leave them open to give you pretty good access. That way, just in case we get stopped, I can quickly fasten them up. And I'll need to do that at the ticket booth any way." "Okaay. " She acquiesced almost in a whisper and tone that said 'but', "however, I can't play with your balls as easily... I guess there will be time for that later, though. " Satisfied with that – I guessed – I finished arranging my shorts to give her as much access as possible and still be able to quickly fasten them up in an emergency. "Now, we need to be even about this, so take off your blouse. " Now it was her turn to look at me incredulously with an open mouth. "What's good for the goose is good for the gander, you know." "I don't think so. " She protested. "I sit too high in the car. Too exposed. No one is going to see you exposed down there, unless they stick their head inside the car. Besides, you can look right down the front of my blouse and see all you want. I need room to play. You have to keep your hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. " She went on. "There will be plenty of time and nakedness for play later on when we get there." "Okay! Okay!" I interrupted, as I hit the gas. She laid her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close, while her hand fell upon my semi-flaccid cock and we were off. We drove along quietly for a little while, when very timidly and softly Deb asked, "Would you like me better if I had big breasts like Joy?" "Would I like you better?" I repeated her question, stalling for time as I tried to think of the best answer, knowing there was no right one. "No. " I finally said, trying to sound definite. "I love you and your breasts just the way they are." She tilted her head up and kissed me tenderly on the cheek and then said, "Thanks. I love you so. You know just what to say to make me feel good. " She hesitated, then continued, "But I can't help but think that, as much as you like to play and suck on my breasts, that you would love it better if they were a lot bigger." I didn't say a thing, hoping she would change the subject, because, of course, she was right. I would love it if her breasts were larger, but I'm satisfied with what I have and I couldn't love her any more, either way. Luckily, the car turned quiet again. After a few quiet minutes, I asked, "During your girl talk, did Joy tell you how she was able to get Tony up five times in only four hours?" "Why? Are you nervous?" She teased. "We only have to get you up three more times by my count." "No, not nervous. " I lied. "Just curious, that's all." "Well, you don't really expect me to kiss and tell do you?" "No. I don't expect you to kiss and tell. But, Joy has already kissed and told. " I argued. "Now that she's given it up, I'm sure she wouldn't mind." "Well, I'm sure she would mind. Just like I would mind, if she told Tony what I told her in confidence. But, I guess I could tell you this much – that, she didn't get it five times at the show. In fact, she only got it twice during the movies." "Well that makes me feel a little better. So when did Tony get into her the other three times?" "Well... ummm... that's just it... ummm... " she stammered, as I kept glancing at her in anticipation. This was beginning to sound juicy. "I really shouldn't be telling you this... but... well ah... Tony didn't get her three more times." "What? What do you mean by that?" "I've told you too much already." "No. No!" I exclaimed, becoming exasperated. "You can't leave me hanging and wondering like this. " "Alright. " She gave in. I could tell she was just dieing to tell me. Very quietly, like she was trying to keep someone else in the car from overhearing, she continued, "Tony only screwed her twice." "You're kidding. Who else was she fooling around with? "Come on. You can't figure that out. Brad of course." "You're kidding. Brad did her three times? Or is there more?" "I guess as long as I have told you this much, I might as well tell you the whole story. Only thing is Marjorie doesn't know anything about this." "Okay. But I don't know Marjorie or Brad for that matter. Only what you have told me about them at work and so forth. And I wouldn't be talking about it with her or anyone else anyway." "No, I guess not. " She said reluctantly. "Well, here it is. Joy said her and Tony got it on once during the first movie and so did Brad and Marjorie in the front seat. So to spice things up during the second, they decided that one couple would describe what was going on in the movie, while the other couple performed." "You mean while they performed the other couple were watching them?" I asked in disbelief, but noticed that my cock was getting noticeably more rigid. Deb wasn't really stroking me at this point, more or less she was just holding me and occasionally running a thumb or finger over the head. So the image of one couple looking over the seat while the other couple was acting out an x-rated movie scene was immediately very stimulating. "I guess. But they are probably used to that according to some of the other stories Joy has told me about them. They go to secluded beaches, etcetera and are making love in sight of each other fairly often. Anyway this gets better yet. " She promised. "Well, tell me more. " I teased. "The plan had been that at the end of each scene the couples would change roles. However, during the first scene the couple on the screen are joined by another couple. After a little foreplay they swapped partners. So Tony and Brad discuss if they're going to do the same. Joy is all for it, but I guess Marjorie wasn't too keen on the idea, but they went ahead and swapped anyway. Now, Marjorie doesn't know that Joy told me this." "Ah, Joy tells tales out school, eh. " I remarked. "Yeah, she sure does and it even gets better." "Hard to believe, but go on, this is sounding good." "Yes, I can tell. " She said and squeezed me hard indicating how she could tell. "Well, anyway, Brad and Joy got it on in the back seat. Joy was bubbling when she told me about this, saying how much better the sex was, because Brad's cock was so much bigger than Tony's." "So, I take it that was Joy's second screwing of the night? How did she get three more? And did Marjorie do it with Tony?" I asked as images of the night before ran through my mind. "I guess they did, but Joy never really said and Marj, well she wasn't in on this part of the conversation. As far as the other three times, this is the good part. Brad drove and for some odd reason he took Marjorie home first. Then while Tony and Joy were necking and fooling around in the back seat, Brad drove them to Joy's apartment. Tony's car was there, so they both got out. "Joy said that all the way home, although she was necking with Tony; all she could think about was Brad's big cock. " Looking down Deb's blouse, I could see she was getting turned on as well by the story telling. Here nipples were definitely perking up as I asked, "She actually said Brad's big cock?" I couldn't believe that girls talked that crudely. I guess I was a little naive. "Yeah. " Deb responded as if to say, what's the big deal, but added, "That was her exact words." "I'm sorry, I just didn't think that girls talked that... that... crudely. Like us guys talk." "You'd be amazed. When girls are together by themselves they are every bit as vulgar, if not more so. "Anyway, I guess she couldn't get the size of Brad's cock out of her mind all the way home. So, before she got out of the car she asks Brad if he wants to come upstairs with her and Tony for a night cap. He agreed and the three went up stairs. "Joy said that once they got up to the apartment she excused herself while Tony mixed drinks. She changed into a teddy and a sheer lacy nightgown. When she came out the guys whistled and made all kinds of appreciative comments. "She said she turned around a couple of times and slid up to Tony, began rubbing his crotch and then asked Brad, 'You didn't get a chance to see Tony and me screwing around, like we say you and Marjorie. Would you like to watch us now?' Then she asked Tony if he would mind. Of course both of them were all for it." "This is hard to believe. " I interjected. "Hard to believe because you think she's making it up? Or hard to believe because you wish it would happened to you?" She asked trying to put me on the spot. "No! No!" I said immediately, trying to defend myself. "I'm perfectly happy the way things are. It's just hard to believe she is so bold." "You think that's bold. Before poor Tony even has his pants down, she tells Brad, 'Maybe when Tony is finished with me, you might like to come finish the job. ' "Now that's really hard to believe. If I was Tony I would be zipping back up and getting out of there for good." "You talk good. But I'm not so sure that if you had those big round boobs facing you that you would give up the chance to fuck her silly. Maybe afterwards you would walk out on her, but I doubt you would before. Besides, according to Joy, she already had his cock out and was lowering herself to her knees, when she said this to Brad. "Then she took Tony in her mouth. And to make a long story short, Tony finally fucked her after she sucked him for a while to get him hard enough. And, as soon as Tony was off of her, Brad was right between her legs." "She told you all this?" "Every word – but, in much more graphic detail. She said she told Brad as soon as Tony was off her, 'Brad, get that big cock over here. Can't keep a girl waiting when she's hot. ' "Okay. Well, that's four times. How does she get five? And where's Tony when Brad is doing Joy?" I ask looking down her blouse again. I let go of the wheel just long enough to reach inside and give one of her nipples a little tweak. "Stop that. " She protested, slapping my hand. "Keep your hand on the wheel, there'll be plenty of time for that later. " And with not so much as a pause she continued saying, "According to Joy, Tony just rolled far enough to be out of the way and watched." "I'm not sure I could do that. " I assumed, shaking my head, as visions of Deb being fucked by someone else raced through my mind; although, my dick was getting noticeably harder with those thoughts. "That makes me glad. " She said warmly, kissing me on the cheek. "Now, after Brad's done with her or is it the other way around. Anyway, they ask Brad if he wants to stay the night and sleep on the couch. He agrees and Tony and Joy go off to bed. Joy said that Tony was asleep in no time at all. She couldn't stop thinking about Brad's big cock. So after Tony started snoring she got out of bed and sneaked out to Brad. And this is where it really gets good. "So, she sneaks out to the living room to find Brad is already asleep. She said she sat there for a while all frustrated and getting hotter by the second. Anyway, after about fifteen minutes of stewing, she finally gets up enough courage to carefully pull down Brads blanket. Luckily he was turned on his side facing her and went to bed naked as he was when Tony and Joy had left to go to bed." Not sure what to make of this, I asked, "She tells you all this... in this... this much detail?" "Yeah. " She returns in a tone as if to say why not. "And I haven't even got to the juiciest part yet." "It's just hard for me to believe you girls are discussing your love lives in this amount of detail. It's like reading one of those letters in Penthouse Forum." I get another; "Yeah. " with the same annunciation and meaning as you would get out of whatever today. And she continues, "Anyway, Brad is still asleep. She gets down on her knees and takes him into her mouth." "When you say him," I interrupt, teasingly. "you mean his cock." Letting go of mine, she gives me a slap across the chest, but her hand quickly returns, as she continues her story. "She sucks on his cock until it starts getting harder and harder in her mouth, but he's not waking up. So, she says that she started to really suck his cock even harder and faster and she hers him moaning in his sleep. But, now she is afraid he's going to come in her mouth and she tells me – and these are her exact words, 'I'm out there to get laid, not give him a wet dream. '" "Incredible!" I remark. "When a guy tells tales out of school, it would be – I snuck out there. I ate her. Fucked her. And it was great." I get another slap. "That's called bragging, not telling a story... So, she lets go with her mouth, takes a hold of him... his cock... with her hand, crawls up and starts kissing him until he wakes up. And to make a long story short, she crawls on top and gets her fifth fuck on the night." "Oh great. " I act put out. "Now, when you finally get to the good stuff, you leave out all the details." To this I get slapped across the chest for the third time and she chides me in the teasing rhetoric we are in, by saying, "Well - it sounded from your last remark that I was going too slow, so I put in terms that a male could understand. " And she gave me that – thank you very much – smile. "But, if you want more details - Joy said, that after he woke and started kissing back, she slid up on top of him and guided him – I mean his cock – into her pussy and began fucking him slow and easy. " She kept placing emphasis on the crude words, I guess, to give me a hard time for my comment on him versa cock earlier. I could tell she was having fun with it and it was spicing up the conversation. I was getting harder from hearing her use those words and when I glanced down her blouse, her nipples seemed to be swelling bigger as well. Instead of just rubbing my cock, she was actually stoking me now. At least in between her love slaps to my chest. Turning slightly she began kissing me on the neck and up near my ear, whispering in a deeper, huskier, more sensuous voice; she continued her story in present tense as if it were happening right then and there, "They continue kissing and slowly screwing, his big cock filling her more than any other cock she has ever had. Things are getting hotter and hotter and the thrusts are beginning to get harder and a little faster. The passion grows; their breathing becomes more labored. She loves the feel of that big, fat cock driving into her. She really likes the fact that she is in control, that she is the one bearing down on him, that she is really driving him deeper and deeper up inside her. Deeper than any other man has ever been. " As she whispered the story, Debs own breathing began to increase and her stroking on my cock increased in speed and hardness. Deb went on, "She loves the feeling of being penetrated so deep and stretched so wide. She kisses him with more and more passion, moaning into his mouth, running her tongue in and out of Brads mouth in time with her thrusting, becoming more and more wrapped up in the moment. " Deb paused and pulled herself up high enough to kiss me and demonstrate how Joy had kissed Brad the night before. After a moment or two of that she slid back down and continued whispering her story. "Brad feels those huge luscious breasts rolling over his chest, the hard ripe nipples penetrating into his chest. She is the hottest woman he has ever had. " Deb's hand was now running up and down my cock faster and faster. At the top of the stroke she paused long enough to allow her index finger to roll across the top of its head and slide down the back side; then to roll back over the top on the next stroke bringing a little bit of pre-cum with it to lubricate my shaft. Down her hand would slide to its base, her lower fingers trailing down to touch my balls and then to streak back up again to collect a little more of that pre-cum. "They piston into each other with wild abandonment, thrusting and pushing, thrusting and pushing. Brad will last a long time. He has already cum three times tonight. This is a fuck that neither one of them will soon forget. How long can this symphony of sensual lust go on as they fuck each other in wild abandonment. " Again, Deb rose up and slipped her tongue into my mouth and quickly returned to her former position. "I'm so damn hot. " She added now. "I've been this way all day. I can't wait 'til we get there and you can cool me off a little." "I think you're exaggerating the story. But it's okay. I like it. And yes, you do sound a little wound up." "I might be embellishing a little, but not much. When Joy was finished telling me the story I had to go to the bathroom and get some relief." "Relief? What do you mean, relief? I wondered, although I had an idea what she meant, but couldn't belief my wife to be did that kind of thing. "You know. I had to play with myself 'til I came." "Wow!" I said, really amazed. "I'm learning all kinds of things about you tonight. I just didn't think nice girls did that." "Are you kidding? All those nights before we started doing it. You would get me so hot. I friged myself to sleep more than one night... And some of those nights when we where making out at the apartment... before I was ready to give it up... and I would excuse myself to go to the bathroom... I was in there making myself cum, to regain some self control." "I had no idea." "Speaking of self control. Why don't we adjust here a little bit?" Deb suggested, letting go of my cock. She took my hand from around her shoulder and brought it down between her legs. I new immediately what she wanted, but she explained anyway, "Play with me a little, while I continue the story." We adjusted our positions slightly so I could reach her vaginal area more easily. My finger slid into her wet groove without difficulty. I let it slide right over her clit and felt her shudder slightly. It descended still further until it reached her opening. Curling my finger, I let it slide in – up to about the first knuckle or so was all I could reach. Then I pulled it out and slid my finger up her gash until it crossed her clit again. Slowly I continued this manipulation, sliding my finger down between the engorged lips, into her love box as far as I could reach, back out bringing some lubrication with it and up that groove to caress her love button again. Then back again and again and again. She really seemed to like it; shuddering each time I crossed that bundle of nerves. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 3 "Ummm... That feels sooo good," she whispered, kissing my ear, hugging me and continuing, "Joy and Brad continue fucking... aah... with her on top for a long time... umm... " Deb whispered in my ear with an even huskier voice and pausing to moan every time I crossed her clit. "until Joy just needs a little... ahh... more pressure on her clitoris... ooh, yes, I like that pressure in the clitoris... Breaking their kiss... ahh... she rises up with her arms... ahh... until she is now sitting... ooh... on his monster... ah... Bringing herself up on her knees... umm... she begins to lift herself... umm... up off his meat... oooh, yes that feels good... ooh... And just before he would... umm... flop out of her... ooh... she lets her whole weight go... ahh... and impales herself on his shaft... oooh... Again and again she's... oooh... pulling herself up... uumm... to throw her weight... ooh... down upon him... umm... again and again... ummm... Faster and faster... ooh... she impales herself... ooh... on his monster cock... oooh... This wonderfully huge cock... umm... that fills her more... ooh... than anything before it... oooh... She thought he was deep before... umm... but with this force he's hitting bottom... oooh... Nothing had ever been there before... ooh... and she loves the feel... oooh... "Brad's hands reach up... ahh... and message her breasts... ooh... squeezing and neaded... ooh... and pulling and tweaking... umm... her nipples... ummm... He squeezes softly at first... ooh... but then gets more aggressive... ummm... His manipulations are becoming... ooh... harder and harder... ahh... Joy knows he... ahh... must be leaving marks... umm... but she doesn't care... umm... it's just part of the... umm... abandonment she feels... oooh... All she wants... umm... is that monster dick... umm... that's filling her so completely... umm... to keep driving into her... oooh, yes... until she is completely... umm... consumed and satisfied. " Deb's breathing became more ragged and her stroking of my cock more rapid as her tale progressed. Each stroke was starting to really get to me. I could feel my balls tighten and new it wouldn't be long at all. "I'm close baby. " I warned. "Keep it up and I'm going to come all over your hand." "Well, we can't have that. " Deb declared sliding her hand to the bottom of my cock and squeezed. "We need to save this for later... Although – I must admit that my story telling got me all hot and bothered as well... If I thought I could do it without having an accident I would swing my leg over your lap and impale myself on you just like Joy is on Brad." "I could pull over and we could do it right along the side of the road here. " I suggested, kidding. "Don't tempt me... but, with our luck a police car would pull up. We'll just save this... " she squeezed my spear a little harder at its base, although the danger had now passed, "to later. I'll stop stroking it and just finish my story. You don't mind too much?" She asked and kissed me again on the cheek. "I'll survive, I guess. " I mocked being put out, by sticking out my bottom lip. "Well, where was I?" "Joy was hoping to be completely consumed and satisfied. " "Ah, yes. " And Deb leaned up against me again, continuing her monolog in that deep, husky sensuous voice I had never heard from her before that night. "She bounces up and down on his engorged cock, while Brad works her breasts unrelentingly and she loves every bit of it. Her breathing is becoming more rapid, as she senses that wonderful feeling beginning to well up at the very base of her being. " I now placed two more fingers into the folds surrounding her clitoris as she continued. Instead of sliding them up and down her gash, I started rapidly massaging her clit by rotating my fingers around and over the tiny appendage. "Ooh... That feels good. Oh, yes I like that. " She moaned in response to my new ministrations to her clit, interrupting her story for a moment. "The feeling spirits her on... umm... and me too... umm... making her increase the pace... ahhh... of her thrusts as she seeks... ummm... her own fulfillment... ummm... She slams down on him... ooh... again and again... ahh... faster and faster... umm... Joy's breathing is ragged... ooh, yes, and so is mine... when she starts begging Brad... ummm... 'Ooh, yes. Brad... ' ooh... 'Fuck me... Fuck me... ' ooh... Joy is begging Brad... oooh... wantonly, 'I'm so close, baby... ' umm... 'I'm almost there... ' umm... Those feelings that were so deep... ummm... just a few moments ago... umm... are quickly racing to the surface... ahhh... " Deb's story continued as she moans every time I touch her clit. "Joy begins to shake... oooh... as her climax rushes to the surface... ahhh... Unable to continue to drive and rise... umm... Joy sinks down on his shaft... umm... and begins to grind... umm... her clit hard against... umm... his pelvic mound... umm... as now her climax... umm... rushes over her... ooh... Damn, your fingers feel good... umm... Much more of this... ooh... and I'll be cumin'... umm... just like Joy. " She interrupted her story again and I begin to apply a little more pressure. "Spasm after spasm shakes her body... umm... consuming her completely... oooh, that feels even better... Joy is so over taken... umm... by the strength of her climax... umm... that she just falls forward... oooh... on top of Brad and shakes... oooh... . She can't even bare... oooh... down any more... oooh... . She just lays on top of him... oooh... shaking in climatic bliss... oooh... , while Brad continues to thrust... oooh... up into her hot... oooh... and wet pussy... oooh... as it convulses around... oooh... his big fat cock... oooh... until she can't... oooh... stand it any more... oooh... . Crying now, Joy... oooh... begs him, in between breaths... oooh... 'Stop... Stop... I can't... ' oooh... 'stand any more... Ooh, please stop. ' Oooh... Much more of this... ahh... I'll be cumin' myself. "Brad now works... ooh... his way out... ooh... from underneath her... ahh... lettin' her role off him... ooh... and on to her back... oooh... ooh... I'm so close. " Deb acknowledged with passion and began to buck against my hand. "Brad works his... oooh... way between her legs... oooh... and drives into her... oooh... He buries himself... oooh... as she gasps... oooh... At first Joy can't stand... oooh... the overwhelming sensations... oooh... assaulting all areas... oooh... of her pussy... oooh... especially her clit... ooooh... Then deep inside she feels... oooh... another orgasm building... oooh... , demanding release... oooh... Although the first orgasm... oooh... is just beginning... oooh... to release its grip... oooh... the new one commands her... oooh... to thrust up to... oooh... meet Brad's unrelenting attack... oooh... forcing her to change... oooh... her cries from, 'Stop... Ooh, stop... I can't take anymore... ' oooh... to 'Fuck me... Ooh, yes... Fuck me... Fuck me... ' oooh... 'Fuck me, harder... Make me... cum, baby... ' oooh, yes... 'Fuck me!' "Oooh, God... Bill... I'm close... so close... Rub me harder... Rub it faster!" Deb cooed almost out of breath and wiggling more frantically up against my fingers as she continued her story gasping. "Joy grabs... oooh... Brads ass cheeks,... oooh... almost digging... ahhh... her fingers... ahhh... into the... ahh... firm skin,... ahhh... so she has more... ahhh... leverage to force... ahhh... her pelvis... ahhh... up into his... ahh... Brad grabs the arm... oooh... of the couch above... oooh... her head and thrusts... oooh... even harder into... oooh... the best piece of ass... oooh... he has ever had... Oooh, God. I'm so close. " Deb moaned, and I wondered how she could keep telling her story. "Brad... ooh... thrusts and thrusts... ooh... and Joy... ooh... continues... ooh... to beg... ooh... to be fucked... ooh... harder... ooh... Then Brad... ooh... begins to... ooh... pump... ooh... his load... ooh... deep into... ooh... her hot... ooh... pussy... ooh, ooh... As the... ooh, ahh... first... ooh, oh... hot... ooh, ooh... gob... oohhhh, ahh... of cum... ooh, ooh... hits her... oooh... womb... ooh, ooooh... trigering... oooh, ahhh... her own... ooooh, ooooh... orga... ooooh! ooooh! ooooh! I'm... oooh, oooh... cumin'... oooh... cumin'... oooh... oooh... yes... cumin'!" Deb moaned and cooed, really thrusting up against my hand. Releasing my cock, she grabbed my hand and pushed it harder against her. Then suddenly, as she shook and spasmed almost uncontrollably; Deb squeezed those strong thighs together, practically crushing my hand. In that grasp I tried as best I could to provide a little more stimulation to her clit. Spasm after spasm raced through her body. Her head pushed and rocked into my shoulder, while she clutched my hand trying to pull it away. She gasped, "Oooh, oooh... Stop!... oooh... oooh... Please, stop!... oooh, oooh... I can't... oooh... take anymore." "That's what Joy said, until Brad took her to the next level. " I suggested. "Oooh... no... noo... nooo... I'm not... ready!... It's too... ooh... much." I stopped my ministrations to her clit and soon she started to quiet done as the spasms became less intense. Once Deb was breathing a little easier, her head came up and she kissed me under the neck, long and hard. Her arms reached around my neck also and she hugged herself tight to my side. Breaking the kiss finally she whispered. "I love you, so much. That was fantastic." "I think it could have been even better if you had let me fool around a little longer." "Ooh, no. " she moaned. "It was too intense. I just couldn't stand anymore." "Isn't that what Joy said in your story - or was that just a little more embellishment, too?" I teased. "No, no. That's pretty much what she said – that she rode Brad until she climaxed and could no longer hold herself up. Then when she fell on him, he turned her over and really started whaling into her. She said her orgasm was so intense, she couldn't stand it any longer and begged him to stop, but he just kept it up. Then all of a sudden, she said, she was overtaken by another orgasm and started begging him to fuck her harder again." "That's what I said. You should have let my fingers take you to that next orgasm." "Oh, no!" She shook her head and gasped a little. "Too intense... I really could've taken any more... Maybe another time... Maybe at the movie... I don't know. " And she hugged herself in tight to me again. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 4 Chapter 4: Many Surprises – First Show This is the fourth segment in a series of the four promised. It has grown much larger than expected, so I've split this segment in two – first show and second show. Both movies brought out many surprises for both of us, not only sexually, but also on how we both viewed sex. The on going sexual discovery of two young lovers is played out here with surprises for both partners. The revelations are so strong that they might even have an effect on the upcoming wedding as well. A few minutes after calming down we came up on our exit off US-23 and headed west towards Durand. Since the Drive-In was on the east side of town we were there in short order. I had pulled up and fastened my shorts on the way across from the expressway, much to the pouting face of my fiancé. Pulling up to the ticket booth I handed the young guy inside a twenty. Deb was all curled up next to me and of course had a hand inside my pants. As the guy leaned further out than I thought was necessary to hand me the tickets and change, he said, "Looks like you're going to have fun tonight. You've got a real hottie there." I took offense to the comment and was about to give him a piece of my mind, when I caught a glimpse of Deb out of the corner of my eye. She had unbuttoned another couple of buttons on her blouse and was leaning forward enough that I'm sure he had a perfect view of all her assets. So I turned back to him and said, "I sure do, thanks," and drove off into the theater. "Now why did you do that?" I asked in a calm voice, trying not to sound critical. "Just feeling a little naughty… I guess…." She replied, paused and then continued. "I told you earlier I just loose control when I'm all turned on like this." The sun had set and the 'Visit the Snack Bar' advertising was already playing on the screen. I drove around a bit, finding three open spaces just to the right and about two rows behind the concession stand. So, I pulled into the middle one. The speaker was on my side, so while I put it in place, Deb got the pillows out of the back seat. By the time I turned around, Deb had them placed in her corner against the door; and much to my surprise she was already leaning back into them with her blouse completely unbuttoned. "Well, we're certainly not wasting any time." I said with a smile as I took in her beautiful charms displayed before me. "As Joy says, can't keep a girl waiting when she's hot." She swooned and started squeezing her breasts sensuously. "You really look hot to me." I agreed. She sighed, "In that case get over here and start sucking on these." She placed her hands under her breasts, lifting them and offering both for me to indulge myself upon. I immediately leaped at the offer. Lying on my tummy between her legs I took one nipple into my mouth. After sucking on it for a few minutes I expanded my lips, trying to suck in as much of her breast into my mouth as I could. Deb moaned softly, ran her fingers through my hair and pulled me in even tighter. I reached up with my left hand and began massaging her other breast, eliciting even more moans of appreciation from my wife-to-be. Simultaneously, I began to work my right hand under my belly and in between her legs. After a bit of maneuvering and shifting of weight and legs I was able to find her wet entrance. Just as I was beginning to slide a finger into the warm moist opening, we heard a voice significantly louder than that of people in conversation just walking by. We heard it yell, "Hey, Jim! Get a load of this bitch over here." I pulled my head up abruptly, but didn't see anyone out the passenger side window. As I lowered my head to continue, we heard, "Jim! Guys! Get over here! You got ta see the teats on this one. And her boyfriend is all over them." Raising my head again, a darkness filled the side window as two male faces looked in, causing me to exclaim, "What the fu…." But before I could finish, Deb placed a hand over my mouth and started pulling the sides of her blouse to cover her breasts with the other. One of the males said, "Yeah. Looks like a bitch in heat." The other replied. "Yeah. Sure does." Then to Deb he says, "Hey girl, you know one guy ain't going to satisfy you tonight. So when he's all worn out, come on next door and we'll finish the job." All the while, Deb is saying to me, "Don't say a word. Just start the car and we'll move somewhere else." I rose up and noticed two more guys looking in the front window. Now realizing there were to many of them, I turned around to return the speaker and noticed another guy looking in my window. I threw the speaker out the back window, turned the key and pushed the power window buttons to close the windows. Starting the engine I slowly drove out of the stall to all kinds of catcalls and other offensive remarks. When I looked in my rearview mirror there were six of them altogether, laughing, flipping us the bird and holding up beer cans, in victory I guess. Deb was all put back together, but had a strange little smirk on her face. "I thought you'd be all upset by that?" I asked more than stated. "Well, I am. But, it's kind of funny too." "How do you mean? I don't like having some guy hassle my girl and I have to runaway from it." "Well, with six of them there wasn't much you could do, except get beat up and then who would've protected me." She reasoned correctly. "Besides, some of what they said, we can take as complements." "What?" "Well, obviously they liked my looks and it shows you have good taste in women." She laughed. "Still doesn't make it feel right." I muttered more to myself as I worked our way down the row looking for another place to park. "I like the way you want to protect me." She said scooting over and giving me a kiss on the cheek. "My knight in shining armour. I guess that's one of the reasons I'm going to marry you…." After a short pause she continued, "Besides, this way we'll be able to get back to our fun a lot quicker." And so saying her hand dropped into my lap again, working its way under the fabric to its favorite location. "Why don't we look for a place between two cars that just have couples in them." She suggested. "Probably a good idea." I returned as I got to the end of the row and turned towards the back of the theater. I went back another couple of rows and turned in. It was hard to find a spot because so many of the cars were empty. Just before reaching the center I found an opening with cars on either side. The one on my side had a couple mauling in the front seat, but the other one was empty. "Let's try this one. We'll just wait and watch a while, until we see who shows up. Okay?" I recommended. "This is fine with me. Looks like there's plenty to watch. Look it, over there." She instructed pointing at a couple up on the next row and to our right about three cars. The guy was standing on his left leg with his right thigh hiked up and rubbing between his girls wide spread legs. His hand was up under her halter-top, while they kissed passionately. Other couples were walking back to their cars with hands on crotches and breasts hardly covered. It was quite a show. "I can't see how the show can get much better than this." Deb commented, her mouth hanging open. She turned to look the other way and pointed, "My god! Look at these two over here." A couple lay mauling on the front hood of the second car down from us. He was on her right side away from us and had his knee tucked up between her legs. Her blouse was unbuttoned while he massaged her right breast, leaving her other nicely sized boob clearly visible to our view. "It's incredible." I had to admit. "Almost makes you want to go lean against the trunk, while I take you from behind. Doesn't it?" Slapping me across the chest, she said, "I don't think so. It is one thing to do that kind of thing in the car, where at least you're somewhat protected from view. It's altogether different to do it out in open where anyone and everyone can watch." "It didn't seem to bother you earlier today to swim naked into shore." I argued. "Not the same." She came right back. "We weren't making love up on the bow of the boat or on shore where everyone could see us. And besides it was just a quick flash between being covered by the water and getting back into the bushes." "True." I acknowledged, starting to unbutton her blouse, again. "But, everyone along the beach knew what we were doing in the bushes." "I doubt it." She argued again. "Not if they saw either one of us flash from the water to the bushes and me carrying a blanket. At least that's what Dad said." I countered, having unbuttoned her third button and reaching inside to start squeezing one her soft breasts. Deb quickly brought her hand up over her mouth in response to my last revelation. "You're kidding me. Your Dad saw us and said something." "Sure did. And Mon said I needed to protect your reputation." I smirked in satisfaction of winning this argument. "Well, I guess we can't do that anymore." "No! No, that's not what I meant. I was just trying to point out it was almost the same thing." I responded trying to do a little damage control and quickly added in an attempt to change the subject, "Why did you button up your blouse again?" "Ah-ha!" she exclaimed, ignoring my last comment. " 'Almost.' You said. So it's not the same." She sat there grinning, knowing she had really been the winner in this little argument. About this time the 'Visit the Snack Bar' commercials faded off the screen, replaced with the coming or should I say 'cumming' attractions. Deb's attention was immediately glued to the screen. I watched as her mouth slowly open wider and wider in disbelief, until she turned quickly to say, "If the previews are like this. What are the movies going to be like?" "Well just like regular movies they usually show the best parts on the previews." "That's a little bit of a relief. I'm not sure I could handle much more without becoming grossed out or so turned on I become a total slut." "I hope it's the later and not the former." She didn't respond. Probably didn't even hear me as she quickly returned her full attention back to the screen. Erotic scene after erotic scene switched on the screen along with all the appropriate moaning and orgasmic howling. Deb was totally captivated by it all. "Joyce and Marj said it would be like this. I just couldn't believe it could possibly be this graphic." She commented in a whisper. "Well, you're just seeing quick snapshots of the action right now, although they are probably the most graphic. In the movie there will be more build up to these points and they will last a lot longer, with shots taken from every possible and sometimes even impossible angles." I critiqued. Without answering, still enthralled with what was happening on the screen she slowly leaned and relaxed back into my body. We watched quietly while the remainder of the previews continued to flash across the screen. The feature presentation opened with a bird's eye view of a city skyline. After the title and credits disappeared the camera zoomed in on one large office building and then onto an upper story window, where you could see the back of an executives chair and the top of a man's head leaning back against it, as if lounging. As the camera looked over his shoulder a woman's head came bobbing into view. Her shoulder length blond hair flailed around as she wantonly drove her head up and down his spear. Panning around to his right side the size of his cock became apparent. The blonde had both of her hands gripping its base as you would a baseball bat. And for the split second that the rest of his cock was visible between plunges by the beautiful blonde, you could see at least another six inches, and that didn't include its head, which she always kept in her mouth as she lunged down upon him again and again. "Oooh… my god." Deb moaned in a very low, almost inaudible breath. "I can't believe the size of that." Totally into the film Deb's hand just lay on my belly as my still hard cock twitched above it. The blonde just kept plunging her mouth down on his enormous cock in rapid succession, while he just laid back in his chair with his eyes closed and a self-satisfied smirk on his face. His cock was so thick that the gap between her fingers and thumb was much more than an inch. "That can't be real?" Deb asked in a whisper, leaning forward towards the screen as if to examine it a little closer. "I don't know. But these are low budget movies. They aren't known for their special effects. If they need something, they just keep looking 'til they find it." Opening his eyes the executive leaned forward and ran his hands through the blonde's hair, saying, "Just relax now, baby." She let go of her grip and the man slowly started pulling her down on him. "That's it sweetheart, slowly. Just relax and let him slide all the way down your throat, baby." "God, Bill. She can't do that." She sounded worried, bringing a hand up to cover her mouth and leaning back into me as if needing protection. Slowly the gigantic spear disappeared, until the blonde's nose was buried in his pubic hair. The camera closed in as she open her eyes and looked up. The camera angle changed to the perspective of the man looking down at her. She looked into the camera or his eyes and you could get a sense of a smile on her face, a smile of both pride and lust. "Bill! How can she do that?" Deb whispered. "It's called deep throat." "Swallow baby. I love it when your throat mussels massage my big cock." The executive instructed. The camera panned in on her throat. As she swallowed you could see the mussels flexing down along her throat repeatedly. "My god Bill, how can she do that." Deb gasped again, this time clutching her throat. "I don't know Deb. I've never seen that one before." "Okay, baby. Back up to the top." He instructed again and she complied, slowly pulling her lips up to the top of his cock. She let her lips slide out over its crown and off its head, as it laid bent slightly in her direction. She smiled up at him again. As the camera angle changed, she stuck out her tongue and used it to circle the surface of the huge, almost purple bulbous head. As her tongue pulled away a string of pre-cum stretched from the end of her tongue back to the head. The camera angle changed again back to a profile and for the first time we could see the real size of this huge monster cock. It was much more than twelve inches long and at least three inches thick. It looked like it was transplanted from a horse. "Oooh, my god." Deb gasped again. "I just can't believe that's real." "Yeah." I agreed. "Even makes John Hughes look small." "John who?" "John Hughes. A male sex star, with about a foot long dick, but only about half as thick as this one." I explained. "And this guy isn't even fully erect yet." "How can you say that?" she responded in awe. "He can't possibly get any bigger." "Look when it comes out of her mouth. It's bent slightly toward her. It curves nicely down her throat." I explained, beginning to massage Deb's breast a little harder. "If he was fully erect it would be bent back towards his stomach, like mine." The executive pulled his secretary back towards him. She willingly took him all in again, keeping her eyes open and looking at him the whole time as the camera shot it from his prospective again. Slowly she slid down the long shaft until again her nose was buried in his nest of hair. "Swallow, some more, baby." He commanded and the camera panned back to the profile to show her lips descending the length of his shaft and then her throat muscles flexing again as she swallowed over and over again. "You like that. Don't you, baby." He stated more than asked. She responded while slowly shaking her head in the affirmative. "You love to suck on your boss' big cock… don't you sweetheart." He said again while she both swallowed and shook her head. "You like to have its big head down deep in your throat. You love to massage it as you swallow its big head." He continued and she kept nodding yes as well. "How does she breath?" Deb asked in an even lower whisper. After a slight pause she gasped as a sudden revelation hit her. "How is she ever going take all that in… wh… when they make love. It will just kill her!" "Don't babies come out through the same place?" I asked, kidding. "Yes!" She slapped me across the chest, yet again. "After nine months of preparation… and from what I've been told it's not a whole lot of fun and it hurts like hell!" The executive placed his hands on the sides of the blonde's head and slowly pushed her head away until her lips were just below the crown. Then he pulled her back towards him again until her nose was in his hair. He pushed out a little faster this time and her cheeks sucked in. As he pulled her back onto his shaft her cheeks ballooned out. In and out he pushed her head, picking up the speed on each rotation. Her cheeks caving in and then ballooning back out again, over and over. "I still don't know how she can do that." Deb mumbled. "I can't take much more than half of you in, without beginning to gag." "It's relaxation. The old sword swallower's trick… bend the neck back and relax." I explained like I knew all about it. "How do you know so much?" "I told you, I bought Penthouse for the articles and not the pictures." "Yeah, right." She came back sarcastically. "Okay, baby." The man on screen started. "That's enough of that. How about opening that blouse and letting me fuck those fantastic teats of yours." She pulled her lips off his dick with a 'pop.' Leaning back and thrusting out what now appeared to be a very large bust line, she started slowly unbuttoning her blouse. Batting her eyes and licking her lips sensually she did a mini-strip tease on her knees. Once she slowly pulled her blouse off her shoulders, she revealed a lacy blue half-cup bra that hid her nipples, but not the top of her areolas. Much the creamy white flesh spilled out above the blue material. Reaching behind herself with both hands, thus making those luscious mounds look even larger; she unfastened her bra. Holding the straps she brought them around and held them so the bra cups stayed in place until she could grab both breasts. "I've never heard of teat fucking. What's that?" Deb asked. "Watch and you'll see." Then I suggested, "Maybe we can try it some time." The secretary held her breasts and pushed them up for a couple of more teasing moments. Then she let them fall, dropping the bra at the same time. She swung them back and forth lasciviously a couple of times, then reached forward to grab his cock with both hands again. Once in her hands the secretary began jacking off his huge staff a couple of times. Then she pulled the tip of his cock between her breasts and spread the drops of pre-cum in the valley. Letting go with both hands she spit into both palms and smeared it up and down his shaft. Now holding the outside of her enormous breasts she leaned forward and wrapped them around his mammoth hard-on. She's got breasts a lot like Joyce's." Deb commented. "I'd bet you'd love to fuck them." I didn't comment on that, knowing there was no right answer. Raising her thighs up off her legs where she kneeled, she dragged her breasts up the length of his shaft. The head of his cock disappeared between her breasts and then quickly reappeared as she lowered herself back onto her calves. The view changed to his perspective. She smiled at him seductively; rising back up until the tip disappeared again and quickly reappeared. Her pace quickened as she jerked herself up and down, letting his appendage shoot up between her breasts repeatedly. She stuck out her tongue so that each time she lowered herself it licked the underside of his shaft. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 4 "Would that feel good?" Deb asked naively. "I don't know. You've never done that for me." I replied. "You never asked." She responded without malice. "Well I'll say this, since your hand always feels good, I can only imagine that enveloped in that soft skin, it's got to feel great. Plus it looks like one hell of a turn on." The intercom on the executive's desk squawked and a squeaky female voice sounded an alarm, "Sir, it's your wi…. Ma'am! Ma'am! You can't…." But it was too late as the door barged open. A good-looking, very busty brunette with wavy hair cascading down over her shoulders, burst through the door. "You bastard!" She shouted. "I had my suspicions, but when I found this…." She held up a dress shirt with lipstick spread on its collar. "And now I have all the evidence I need. Get up bitch and get the hell out of here!" The secretary had already fallen away from her boss, a look of shock on her face. Landing on the floor she hid her face in her hands at first, then scrambled to find her cloths. She moved around behind his desk, trying to put on her blouse. "Oh, oh." Said Deb. "I bet the wife is flat on her back, either on his desk or the floor within a couple of minutes after the blonde is out the door." I predicted. "Only if he rapes her." Deb returned. "If you did something like that behind my back, I'd be damned if you got any more from me. You'd be lucky to live." "I'll remember that." "You'd better." Still trying to get her blouse on, the blonde stood up, and tried to work her way around the wall towards the door, her bra in hand. "Hurry up, bitch! Get the fuck out of my sight! I don't want to see you in this building again. You're fired!" The wife yelled. Still trying to tuck herself in the blond blew past the wife with one of her breasts still hanging out. A few wolf calls and whistles could be heard from outside as she disappeared. The wife closed the door and turned on her husband. "Listen you son-of-a-bitch, I'm going to take you for everything you have." "Yeah, yeah." Said the smug husband, his monster still hanging out, but showing signs of diminishing. "Put that damn thing away and listen to me." She commanded. "But of all the things I'm going to take… you know what you're going to miss the most?" "What's that bitch?" Grabbing either side of her dress at the collar she ripped open her dress, exposing the largest pair of breasts I had ever seen and she said, "These!" "Wow!" Deb whispered. "And I thought Joyce's were large. "Well, bitch, if you try to take one red cent… you know what you're going to miss…." He grabbed his tool and waved it back and forth. "And I bet I can find another pair of those, before you can find anything close to this." "Is that, right?" She shouted, sticking her nose in the air with aloofness, "You know it is, bitch." He said assuredly. "Now get over here and sit on this thing, since you busted things up before I got my nut off." "So, you think…" she unbuttoned a couple more buttons below those she had already ripped off earlier, "…I'm just going to walk over there…" she took a few steps toward him and pulled the dress up over her head, "…and sit on that thing…" she put her thumbs in the side straps of her hot pink bikini panties, while still walking towards him, "… after its been in that fuckin' cock suckin' whore's mouth?" She finished all bent over, pulling those pink panties down over her garter belt and mesh nylon-incased legs. Her overly large breasts swayed invitingly back and forth as she delicately performed the maneuver, leaving them on the toe of her three-inch stiletto high heels. Swinging her leg she sent them flying through the air towards the cocky, self-confident executive, making a perfect ringer around his tall erect pole. "I don't think, I know you are, bitch." The exec proclaimed. Sauntering over to him, her breasts swaying as she walked, her tongue sensuously licking her lips; she said in a very composed, yet husky voice, "What makes you so sure… honey." Still reclining back in his chair, slowly stroking his huge monster, the panties now lying around its base, he responded in a superior and obnoxious tone, "Because you're a bitch in heat. Because you want it as much as I want to give it to you. Because, you can't get through a day without it up that tight, hot, dripping wet cunt of yours. That's what makes me so sure… honey." Walking up to him, she placed a finger right on its tip, slowly spreading the gooey moisture all over its velvet head. "I suppose if you gave me a real good fucking… I could forgive you." She offered, bending over in front of him until her tongue replaced her finger. She grasped his hard member about in the middle, opened her mouth and slowly took him inside. "Yes, I suppose I could do that." He affirmed. Lifting her tongue, she said, "I just love to see their faces when we set them up like that." "Yeah. She sure was shocked getting caught like that." He replied. "I'll have to make it up to her later." "The fuck you will!" She shrieked, lifting her tongue again. "That bitch is fired." "Ah, now. That's not fair. We set her up. But let's discuss that later." He suggested. The camera panned around to look up through her legs from behind. What a shot, her nether hole, her engorged cunt lips, her breasts hanging down provocatively and her lips slowly descending down this monstrous shaft. Slowly, slowly they descended, until the whole thing disappeared. As her mouth descended the executive leans forward and grabs both her breasts. "Did you notice how hard he was just before she started swallowing him?" I asked and continued before Deb had a chance to answer. "That's why she is standing up and bent over so far. And why he had to lean forward in order to get his cock at the right angle for it to go down her throat." "Still just unbelievable to me." Deb responded dumbfounded. She is so enraptured in the movie that her hand that is usually stroking my manhood is just laying on my belly palm up, while my very hard appendage just hovers over the top of it, waiting to be grabbed. The lady on the screen slowly extracts herself, slowly falls to her knees grabbing his hard-on with both hands and simultaneously begins to jerk him off and suck him at the same time. Her pace quickens rapidly. Her head bobs up and down so quickly that her hair is flying in all directions. Likewise, so are her boobs, anytime his hands are not massaging them. The scene goes on and on the camera panning around to show the action from every conceivable direction for what seems forever. Finally, the executive throws himself back in his chair and hollers out loudly that he is cumming. His wife pulls her mouth off, while rapidly continuing the hand job. In slow motion a large gob of cum flies out of the top of his cock. In an almost frame-by-frame motion the gob arches about a foot in the air and slowly falls onto his wife's camera side cheek. "Eewe! Now that's a little gross." My wife-to-be squirms. "I've cum on you before. In fact, almost every time we make love and I withdraw." "Yeah! But not on my face." Returning to normal speed, his wife places the cock between her breasts as cum continues to spew from the head of his cock. Another couple of drops fall on her face and then on to her huge breasts. She bends her head forward and as she opens her mouth, she catches the last drop that squirts into the air. Laying her bottom lip against the head of his penis just below the opening she allows the remainder of his surging cum to flow into her mouth, eliciting another "Eeeew" from my fiancé. When his stream of fluid diminishes she puckers her lips letting some of the rich consistency to bubble out of her mouth and dribble down her chin. Rising up she takes the head into her mouth again; swallows about six inches and begins bobbing up and down another half dozen times or so, thus sucking up and gulping down the remainder of his load. Standing up she straddles his legs, working her way up until its head is right against her cunt lips. Grabbing it with one hand she rubs the head back and forth between those lips, while with a finger from her other hand she cleans the cum off her face. She takes it to a nipple and begins to rub all that cum into her breasts, educing yet another "Eeew" from my girl. After every possible camera angle is exhausted, she slowly begins to bend her knees and the head disappears into the folds of her love lips. "You don't think she is actually going to try to fuck that thing do you?" Deb asked in disbelief. "Well, I'd expect so. I mean it is called a fuck flick." I got another slap across the chest for that as she answered, "But, she can't possibly take all that in. We're just not built that deep, even if she can stretch that wide." "It seems to me if they can find a stud that long, then they aught to be able to find a filly that can take it all." I argued back. On the screen it was beginning to look like I was right as she slowly sank lower and lower on his shaft. About three-fourths of it had disappeared when she finally came to a halt. Flexing her legs she began to rise back up. "So, much for your theory." Deb responded and squeezed her fingers around my cock again. "Hey this isn't over yet. I bet before its all done they are bush to bush." I joked. "Bush to bush?" Deb didn't get it. "All the way in. Pubic hair against pubic hair." I explained. The wife rose up until just his head was still barely inside her and then began her descent again. This time it appeared she went a little further down. "See what I mean." Deb didn't comment as the wife rose to the top of his monster again. This time she dropped with all her weight, pulling her feet off the ground. As predicted she took all of him inside, pelvic bone hit against pelvic bone. She let out a gasp of air (as did Deb) and collapsed against her husband's chest, breathing in gasps. "Oooh my god. That had to hurt. Do you think she's dead?" "No. I hear her breathing." "I just can't believe it. There's no way she could take all that in. There are times when I sit on you… if I really come down hard… I feel you hit bottom." Deb explained and simultaneously started a slow stroking motion. "Say," Deb began to ask as a realization came to her, "how can he still be that hard? I mean he just came and he is still as hard as a rock. You always deflate – at least for a little bit – after you cum." "They cut the film. It fact, they probably shot this scene first and after he recuperated, shot the blowjob. Remember how he was bent back a little during that scene?" "How do you know so much about this?" She questioned dubiously with an eyebrow raised. "I keep telling you I do more than look at those pictures in Penthouse." I laughed. Slowly the husband leaned forward and picked up his wife. Still imbedded to the hilt he walks her around to the end of his desk, placing her bottom on the edge. Slowly she lies back, until she is reclined across the flat surface. He grabs her hips, withdraws a little and slams into her hard. Her large breasts roll down toward her belly as the thrust hits home and then they rapidly rise up almost to her chin. He pulls out a little further, this time and slams into her again; her breasts rolling the length from her chin to her belly and back up again. What a tremendously sensual scene. "Yes! Yes! Baby!" She yells. "Fuck me hard, baby. You know I'm the only one that can take all of you like this. That slut whore of secretary you had in here can't come near to giving you the fuck I can. Come on fuck me harder. You can do better than this." She spurred him on. As if on queue, he did just that. Pulling half way out he slammed into her harder and harder as well as faster and faster. All the while his wife is moaning and groaning to encourage him to fuck her even harder. "Ooh, yes!… Baby!… That's how to do me… oooh!… oooh…. Yes, do me daddy…. Fuck me!… oooh!… Fuck me harder… Fuck your real whore… oooh…. Your fucking whore of a wife." Deb's hand began moving faster as the camera pans to view the fucking from every possible angle. She seems to get hotter and hotter as she watches and listens to the wild scene. "Your not much into that cock sucking stuff are you." I deduced. "No… yes… well… I like doing it for a while…. It's just the idea of all that mess all over my face or boobs that kind 'a got to me. That's all." She qualified hesitantly. "But you really like the fucking… don't you!" I presumed from the renewed attention to my dick and what sounded like a little heavier breathing on her part. "Oh yeah." She moaned softly. "You know I do." "Yeah, I thought so." I gloated. Releasing her breast, I let my hand work under her skirt and found her moist hole. "I bet you'd love to feel that monster up inside you right now instead of my two fingers." "No… oooh, no!" She moaned as if in anguish. "It would split me in two. I know I'm no way deep enough to accommodate that monstrosity. Although, she sure seems to be enjoying it." The wife continued to get hammered, moaning and groaning her contentment and occasionally begging to be fucked harder. "Ummm, how about Brad's." "Why would I want Brad's, when I have yours?" She demanded, averting her look from the screen to concentrate on me. "I don't know," I hesitated. "maybe… ah… because what you said earlier about Joy. Because he is so much bigger, that Joy really enjoyed him more." I suggested tentatively. "Don't be silly." Deb chuckled and slapped me across the chest again. "You're a whole lot bigger than Brad." "How do you know that?" I asked in disbelief. "Joy told me." She said matter of factly. "What!… What do you mean by that?" "Joy said Tony is only about six inches long." "You guys talk about how big your boyfriends are?" "Sure. Don't you tell your buds how big my breasts are? "Well… ah… ah." "Yeah! Of course you do." "But that's different." I argued lamely. "The size of girls breasts is pretty obvious. We are just confirming what we already know." "Yeah, right! You're still talking size of private parts. And just like you, I like to brag about what I got." "What about Brad though. Didn't Joy say he was so much bigger than Tony." "Yeah. That's my point." She explained with a glow in her eyes. "Joy said Brad was about an inch longer and a whole lot thicker. So I asked her how much thicker. She said she could touch her index finger to her thumb around Tony and still not be touching his skin. But on Brad she had to squeeze him real tight to be able to touch her thumb to her middle finger. Then she asked how big you where." "And of course you told her." I was beginning to catch on. "Well, I didn't really have much choice after she was so straight foreword with me. And besides after her story of the evening before, I needed to brag a little bit. Just to show her she wasn't the only one having fun. Anyway, I told her you were every bit of eight inches long and that when I wrapped my fingers around you, that there is about a half inch gap between my thumb and middle finger – see." as she pulled on my cock and demonstrated. "Did that impress her?" "Not only that, she wanted to compare hand size. She was really impressed when it became obvious that my hand is a little larger than hers." Speechless, I looked back up at the screen. The executive had pulled out of his wife and was now kneeling between her legs and eating her out. The wife was really moaning and groaning, while thrusting up into his face and pulling his head into her snatch as hard as she could. "Ummm." Deb moaned, her attention returning to the screen as well. "She sounds like she's really enjoying that." "Would you like a little of that kind of action." "You bet!" And without the least amount of hesitation she let go of me, slid over to her side and leaned back against her pillow. With her right foot on the floor she brought up her left and let it slide the length of the seat behind me. Her legs spread wide, she pulled up her skirt and smiled. I slid off the seat and knelt on the floor in front of her. Bending forward I let my head sink into the welcoming vee. The musky smell of a well turned-on woman met my nostrils and I reveled in the sensation. I let my tongue just barely touch the engorged outer lips, circling along their lengths, up one side and down the other. She brought up her hands and began running her fingers through my hair, while softly moaning her delight. I lifted my head and said, "Keep me abreast of the action up on the screen." "Speaking of breasts. His hands have reached up and he is playing with those huge melons as he keeps sucking her hot pussy. How's that?" "Not bad." I mumbled, without raising my head, however I did reach up and begin messaging her breasts. I continued to lick her outer lips as I listened to both my wife-to-be and the hot slut on the screen moan and groan their appreciation. After several minutes of teasing her outer lips and listening to her occasional updates, I dipped my tongue deep into her slit, finding her opening. I jabbed my tongue in as deep as I could reach and started a fucking action. I was rewarded by a deeper and louder moan from my girl. Her hands took a little more control of my head, pulling it a little tighter as she began to wiggle and thrust a little into my face. She moaned, "Ummm. That really feels good, baby. And the lady on the screen must be getting something of the same. Her bottom is almost coming off the desk as he keeps it up. I think he has started using his fingers on her as well." Taking the hint I replace my tongue with a couple of fingers. Although they were dry, she is so wet that they slid right in without a problem. Resting my chin on the palm of my hand I sent my fingers in as deep as I could and began stroking the top of her tunnel again, searching for that G-spot. Slowly I dragged my tongue up the center of her gash, until I run its tip across her clitoris for the first time. She shudders, almost a set of jerks, and utters a moan louder then the lady on the screen for the first time. I bring my tongue back down and I'm rewarded with yet another shudder and moan. Her fingers dig into my scalp and pull me tighter as she moans, "Augh!… that feels great." A pause and another, "Augh!" as my tongue rises back up across her clit again. "Oh! He's left her…. He's opening a drawer of the desk." I can her a sound of confusion in her voice, then, "Ooh! Oh Myyyy GOoooD!" But before Deb can explain her exclamation, the lady on the screen says, "Oh, good. You got the donkey's dick." "You've got to see this thing." Deb demands with awe in her voice. I keep licking, but pull away barely long enough to say, "Just describe it to me." "Oh god, Bill." She exclaims again. "It's huge…. Augh!… It's got to be another couple… augh… inches longer then he is…. Augh…" she moans every time I cross her clit. "It's also thicker…. Augh!… It's a dark grey… augh… with a big pair… augh… of balls at the end…. Augh!… Oh, man!… Augh!… He's sliding it right in!" I hear the lady moan louder again as I just keep licking up and down between my girl's lips. Both ladies are moaning quite loudly now and I stop to take her tender little nub between my lips and suck on it. "Ummm, that feels sooo good." She compliments. "Ummm, he has shoved almost the whole thing in her. He's sliding it in and out very quickly. Now he is leaning back down. He's eating her again. He's sliding it in and out and eating her at the same time." Deb explains, with a note of awe in her voice as she witnesses this hard-core sex for the first time. "Oh, yes I like that, baby!" Said the lady on the screen, "Getting fucked and eaten at the same time. Oh, yes… Oh, yes… Suck my clit, baby. Lick it good!" Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 4 "Oh yes! She's right, honey." Deb chimes in, "She knows what I want. Just listen to her. Give it to me the same way he's giving it to her." I stopped and said, "I don't have a big donkey's dick." "Never mind." She says, grabbing my head and pulling it back down. "Just keep doing what you were doing." And I did just that. "Oh, yes!… Oh, yes!… Fuck me with that thing. Make me cum, baby. Oh, yes!… I'm getting close. Come on, baby. Lick me good." "Oh, yes! It's really getting to me. She's really getting into it. She's holding his head, just like I'm holding yours." Deb describes. "Oh, yeah!… this is getting to me too. Keep licking. She's thrusting up into his face again." Deb continues, sliding down a little further in the seat and turning her pelvic up to give me better access. Spreading her knees she brings her legs up and crosses her ankles on the middle of my back. Using the leverage she begins thrusting up into my face. "She's doing the same thing, baby. And I know why." Now instead of thrusting she held herself up tight and wiggled her pussy back and forth in my face. Then she relaxed and thrust again for another wiggle session. Over and over she did this, her breathing becoming more ragged and her descriptions less intelligible. She moaned more and sometimes it was hard tell if it was my lady or the lady on the screen. Then I heard the lady on the screen scream, "I'm cummin', baby!… Oooh, yes!… take that… oooh… big thing… ahhh… out, and… give me… oooh… the real… ahhh… thing!" "Ooooh, yeah!" My lady chimed in. "You've almost got me there too. Ooooh… a little harder honey, I'm… sooo close. He's fucking her honey!… oooh… He's fucking her good. His whole cock is slamming into her now!… Ooooh… How can she take that!" I flatten my tongue and wiggled it back and forth across her clitoral area. She had stopped rising up and wiggling. Now she just thrust into my face wantonly, pulling on the back of my head harder with each thrust. She was in need. All I could hear was the sound of two ladies in the throws of orgasm – begging to be fucked – begging for it to be harder – begging for it faster – just begging for more. Deb was shaking as the orgasm swept over her. Her thrusting into my face continued, but was sporadic instead of its normal rhythm, as she shouted, "Yes! Yes!… Oooh, yes!…" and then lapsed into "oooh!" and "ahhh!" and an occasional "yes!" She let me continue my licking for about another minute and then she tried to pull away as usual. She pushed my head, changing her "oooh!" and "ahhh!" and occasional "yes!" to "No! No! Stop!… Enough!… Stop!… I can't take any more." But, I tried to keep giving her my tongue. I wanted to take her to yet another orgasm. I wanted to take her to another level. She squeezed her thighs against my head and her strength was just too much for me and I had to pull away. She immediately put her legs together and curled to her left in a fetal position, shaking and spasming as her orgasm subsided. I moved up close and held her as best I could, but in the confines of the car there was no way I could enter her in this position. In a couple minutes she calmed down and we slowly returned to sitting positions as she wiped away some tears. I said, "I'm sorry." "No, no! It's all right." She declared, pulling my head to her and giving a loving kiss. "When it gets so intense, I just can't take anymore. I start to jerk and cry." "I just wanted to give you more, that's all." "I know. I just couldn't take it. Sorry." And she kissed me again. Turning we both found that the executive was still banging away on his wife. She was still thrusting up into her husband's assault and begging for more. "I just don't know how she can take it." Deb wondered, still in awe. About this time he pulled out, grabbed his shaft and started jerking it rapidly. He groaned deep and loud, as the first shot in slow motion again sailed out of the end of his cock and landed on her neck. The next couple landed on her breasts and the others after that splattered down along her belly. "Oh, God! No!" Deb cried out in what sounded like torment. "Why did he have to do that?" "They always do that. It's called a cum shot." I informed. "Why can't he just say, 'I'm cumming.' and cum inside her. That's where she wants it, I'm sure." "But then the audience wouldn't no for sure that he came." I reasoned. "Sure they would. He would shake, spasm, groan and be breathing hard. Every one would see that." Deb protested. "Yeah. But for some reason most of the people watching these movies get a bigger turn on when they see the cum flying all over the girl." "Well, maybe if they did it the way it would happen in real life, they would get more people like us to come and watch their movies." She argued back emphatically. She was getting argumentative and I didn't want to go there, so I didn't say any more. On the screen the wife sat up, leaned over and was sucking the last of his cum out of his dick as she ducked her head up and down on it in rapid succession. With her free hand she was rubbing the cum shots all over her belly and huge breasts. Her nipples were really extended, as he took turns squeezing and twisting them. "Oh, man. Now that's gross." "What? Her sucking him, again?" "No, her rubbing all the cum around on her body." "I cum on you, every time I pull out of you." "Yeah, but I don't rub it all over my body. That's slutty." "Yes and guys really get turned on by that." "Being slutty?" She asked for confirmation. "Yeah." I responded and immediately wished I hadn't. "Oh! So now you want me to be a slut, eh?" "No, no. Not at all. I'm just saying, that for most guys and many girls, watching cum, come out of the end of a dick and land all over his lucky lady, then watching her rub it all over her body, especially her teats – I mean breasts – is a real turn-on." I explained, trying to get myself out of hot water. "Well, I'm not one of those girls." She said with authority. "And how many girls do you know that find it a turn-on?" "N… n… none." I stammered. "Just the ones I've read about in Penthouse Forum." And then in an attempt to change the subject added, "Where did you learn to put your legs on my back, pull yourself up and wiggle in my face?" "Oh. The wife in the movie was doing it while she was being eaten. So I thought I'd try it." She informed me, sounding quite proud of herself. Thinking I had successfully changed the subject, I quickly added, "And how did you like it?" "You saw me. It was great. It gives me a little more control. I was able to get just the right amount of pressure on my clit. I came hard, without the need to be stimulated by flying cum all over my body." She added with a smirk. "By the way, you know all those so called erotic stories in the likes of the Forum are all written by men, who fantasize that there are girls that get turned-on by those kinds of things." I should have let it go, but argued before I thought, "What about the letters written by those girls who do enjoy it?" "Written by men." Deb stated without a pause and a lot of authority. I decided not to push the point and having won, neither did she. Instead she snuggled into my arm and we started watching the movie again. The wife had put her dress back on and although her breasts were almost entirely visible, she headed for the door. The exec, still trying to stuff his still semi-erect member into his pants bent over his intercom, saying, "Ms Thomas, try to find Ms Sworthout and send her in, please." "Yes, sir." Came back a squawky voice. His wife turned at the door, blew him a kiss and warned, "Don't hurt that little bitch with that magic wand of yours." She turned and was gone before he could answer. The screen went black to indicate time passing and when it reopened he was bent over a typewriter to the side of his desk, when there was a knock at his door. The exec yelled, "Enter." The secretary entered and stepped to the front of his desk. "You wanted to see me, sir." He kept typing, and without turning, said, "You're not fired. My wife over reacts sometimes, but I've calmed her down now. So, let's get those clothes off and get back to where we were before we were so rudely interrupted." "But your wife sir?" She cautioned. "Screw her – in fact I just did. She's satisfied and soon you'll be too, if you get those damn clothes off." Tentatively the secretary began taking off her clothes. The exec turned around in his chair, leaned back with a big grin and just watched. When she was down to just her garter belt, stockings, and heels, he waved her closer. She took a couple of steps forward and bent towards him. Just as he reached for her she stepped back with a big smile on her face. Very slowly the secretary licked her lips sensuously, cupped here right breast with her hand and brought it up to her mouth. She licked around the nipple a couple of times, while her free hand reached down and started rubbing her pussy. As the exec leaned forward and started to shift towards her, she dropped her breast and held up her hand, saying, "Sit back and relax a minute. I want to stimulate you enough to get you as big and as hard as you were before that bitch of a wife interrupted us." "Well, you seem to know what your doing." He proclaimed, leaning back and carefully unzipping his pants. An already hard appendage sprang loose, proving his point. Her hand returned to her left breast this time and pulled its nipple to her lips, which she promptly began teasing with her tongue. Then she sighed, "In that case, why don't I come over there and let you start sucking on these." She removed her hand from her crotch, hefted both breasts and offered them for him to indulge himself upon. She turned and sat in is lap as he attacked the offerings. It wasn't long before he was taking her through the same scenario he had just completed with his wife. Deb curled into my side and soon found my cock. By the time the exec started banging away on his wanting secretary, Deb was really clinging to my side. Her hold on my dick was becoming more and more needy as well and her breathing more ragged as she watched. Several times she restated her disbelief and awe in what was happening as the executive's monstrous apparatus disappeared completely into his secretary as well. The sounds of sex, the sloshing of juices as a cock is extracted and reinserted time and again, the heavy breathing and the cries for more and harder sex intensified as the drilling proceeded. Suddenly Deb turned on me, much like she had on the glider earlier in the afternoon. Holding my appendage she swung her leg over mine and inserted my cock into her pussy and drove down. She release a hard "Augh" and sat still for a moment, saying, "I just couldn't watch anymore. Those two getting so much cock, I just had to get some of my own." And with that said, she began to ride. She pulled herself up and quickly let her full weight drop down, again resulting in a horse "Augh." She repeated this quickly and built into a rapid rhythm. I soon joined her, thrusting up to meet her tempo, thrusting up to meet her down stroke. She was kissing me with passion and want, her mouth open and her head turning from side to side. I kept my hands on her hips helping her rise and fall, returning her wanton kissing with a desperation of my own. All the background sex sounds and pleas to be fucked just added to the building crescendo between our legs. The secretary screeched, "I'm cumming!… I'm Cumming!… Fuck me!… I'm coming!… Oooh, fuck me!… Fuck me, harder!… Fill me with your cum!" and with the quickening assault on my lap I could not hold back any longer, either. "Deb! I'm close…. I'm going to cum…. Get off, hon." I pumped once…. She knew the timing…. I pumped a second time…. Deb pulled up just in time…. And just as I shot my first salvo, she sank right back down on my shaft. She hung around my neck and whispered into my ear, "Fuck me, baby. Fill me with all that hot cum of yours. Make me a real woman. Plant your seed in me tonight. Satisfy me like I've never been satisfied before." I thrust up into her as shot after shot exploded deep inside her, asking, "Are you sure?" although it is already too late. "Oh, yes! Yes! I feel it!… Oooh, yes!… Give it all to me…. Oooh, yes!" she continued to cry out and began again to rise and fall on my pumping shaft. I tried to meet her falls with thrusts, but my coordination was gone. So, I just thrust up and held myself up into her rapidly increasing plunges as she called out, "Oooh, yes!… I can feel your cum all inside me!… and I'm close!… So close… Yes! Yes!… I'm cummin' too!" and her words quickly deteriorated to unintelligible moans and groans. Now it was her turn to be reduced to uncoordinated plunges and a huge hug around my neck as she buried her head into the curve between my shoulder and neck gasping. Recovering slightly, I was able to begin thrusting a little and kept her orgasm going. I held onto her hips, pulling her pelvic hard into mine. I had enough presence of mind to attempt to keep as much pressure as possible on her clitoral area. As I finished emptying my tool, she continued to moan into my neck. I could feel her every spasm and they were unrelenting. Every contraction milked me until there was nothing left. Then I felt tears on my neck and her gasps became louder and her spasms more intense. I began to realize or at least hoped that I was taking her to a second orgasm. I increased the force of my thrusting and tried to pull her even tighter into my stomach, while my tool still had some semblance of hardness. "Oh, god!… Oh, god!… Stop!… Please stop!… I can't take… anymore!" Deb's gasps sounded more like sobs now, as I continued to thrust as hard and deep as I could. "Oh, please stop!… Oh!… Ooh!… Oooh!… Ooooh! God!… I'm… I'm!… Cum… Cummin'!… Again!" She shuddered in my arms, grinding down against me and pulling herself into my arms harder than she had ever done before. Her gasps became shorter and shorter, while the convulsions around my cock quickened in time. I continued to try and thrust, but my manhood was waning, until it was no more and slipped out. Despite this I kept pulling on her hips and ground up into her the best I could. As hard as I tried to keep it going, my attempts were all in vein, as she slowly came back down. Her spasms diminished and were replaced by sobbing. Slowly, she just melted into my arms, but kept on sobbing for a long while. In time she stopped crying and leaned back away from me. Holding on to my shoulder with one hand, she wiped away the tears with the other. She smiled and said in a high-pitched voice, "Niiiiice." "I'm sorry baby. I tried to warn you. You just didn't get off in time." I apologized. "I know. It's okay. I wanted you to cum inside me." She said proudly with a gleam in her eye. "I can't believe I made you wait so long." "So, you're alright with this?" I queried, sheepishly. "You're not upset?" "Sure. I just told you I wanted to do it." She said sounding a little offended and hit me across the chest again. "Well, how was it, then?" "How was it, for you?" She said slyly, bending her head down to the side with her eyes closed and then looking up at me out of their corners. "It was just great." "Yeah, for me too. It made me cum almost immediately and then cooled me off completely." She said and gave me a very long and passionate thank you kiss. When she broke the kiss, I said with comprehension, "You really did like it." "Oooh yeah." She smiled coyly, "Orgasm is the only thing better than feeling you cum inside me." And she kissed me again. "Could you actually feel me cummin'?" "Oooh yeah," her eyes sparkled with excitement, "but only the first couple of spurts. Feeling them actually hit against my insides triggered my orgasm. After my orgasm finally subsided – no thanks to you – I could actually feel a satisfying, cooling sensation. Just like Joy and Marj said it would be. Thank you so much!" and she kissed me very enthusiastically. "So, what made you do that?" "Because, I love you and I wanted to thank you for satisfying me so completely." She said laughing. "No, not kissing me. How come you let me cum inside you?" "I didn't let you, I made you cum inside me. I almost did it back on the island, but I thought it would be more fun to do it here. Ever since the girls told me what a difference it made, I've wanted to do it. It's all I've thought about all day. I should have gone on the pill a year ago. I've been missing out on all this satisfaction for over a year now." She explained with animation. "What about getting pregnant?" "Who cares?" She said flippantly. "A couple of weeks and we'll be married. Who's going to be counting that close nine months from now? You wouldn't mind if I got pregnant would you?" "No, not really." I answered quickly, knowing the answer to that question, regardless of what I felt. "I just thought we would have a little longer to get use to married life before we started having kids, that's all." "We will, silly." She said laughing and slapping me across the chest, "I started my second set of birth control pills two days ago. I'm safe." "I thought you wanted to wait until our wedding night? So, we would have something special that night." I queried. "I'm sure it will still be a very special night. You sound like you are disappointed that I let you cum in me. I've given you everything I have, now." "No, I've given you everything I have to give. In fact you have taken everything I have to give." I kidded. "And I'm not at all disappointed that you let me. It's probably the greatest sex we have ever had. And I really appreciated it." I complemented her and pulled her to me kissing her as passionately as I possibly could. I tried to convey to her how much I loved her and how much I really treasured what she had given me. When we broke away, we looked deep into each others eyes as tears leaked away from both our eyes. We smiled and she slowly rolled off me to the right. She curled into my side as we said, "I love you." On the screen, the exec's wife was leaning over a dining room table, with someone we hadn't seen before taking her from behind. Another man was just getting up on the table and positioned himself so she could take him in her mouth. The camera panned to the end of the table, where the exec sat watching. There was a big chested blond on his right and a brunette on his left doing likewise. "What's going on?" Deb inquired. "Well the exec's wife is getting screwed at both ends and the exec, apparently with the guys two girlfriends are watching." I joked. "I can see that. I may be a bit naive, but I'm not stupid." She bantered right back, hitting me again across my chest. "Your guess is as good as mine. I was distracted earlier and lost track of what was going on." I answered more seriously. "Yeah, me too." She mussed cuddling up even tighter. We watched, as the three couples got into almost every combination imaginable for the next thirty minutes. It finished with a big cum shot as all three males ejaculated all over the three women as the two other ladies sucked on the wife's breasts. As the credits played across the screen all three ladies took their partners cock in her mouth and finished them off. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 5 The sign above a doorway that read “Adult Novelties.” Inside we found racks of books and magazines, but a counter at the end of one isle caught Deb’s attention. She grabbed my hand and pulled me straight to it. “My god! My God!” was all she could say. Then finally she said, “My god, Bill. Look at this one. It’s just like the one the guy in the movie used on his wife.” Deb was pointing at a huge purple dildo, every bit as large as the one in the movie. “You like it? Shall I buy it for you?” I teased. “Are you kidding? No way!” she exclaimed her hands drawn up over her mouth. “That thing would rip me in two.” “Oh, my god!” she exclaimed again. “Why does this one have two… two….” “Dicks?” I helped. “Yeah!” “Well the big one inserts into your vagina. Once the tip is in place, then you swing the shorter, smaller one into your bottom.” I explained. “You mean up your ass hole!” She burst out. “No. Up your ass.” I chuckled. “No way! I’ve heard of doing that. But, not this girl.” She affirmed, “Only sluts do things like that.” “Don’t knock something until you’ve tried.” “Nope. No thank you. No way.” I left it at that and we looked around a little while longer. She stopped to look at some of the more hard-core magazines and was amazed to find naked men as well as women. They were sealed in cellophane so she couldn’t see much, so I bought a couple for her to peruse. After leaving the Adult shop we returned to the snack bar. We had finished our drinks while in the novelties shop, so I asked Deb to get two more while I went to the bathroom again. When I ducked around the corner, I slipped back into the Adult shop instead of the bathroom. I was tempted to buy the two-headed anal penetrator, but discretion being the better part of valor, I settled on a twelve-inch latex look alike that was somewhat thicker than myself. After paying, I put it in the bottom of the bag with the magazines and returned to the snack bar just in time to catch Deb coming out of the line. Upon returning to the car, even before I had the car door shut, Deb shouted, “Well, get them out! What are you waiting for?” she joked, but was really excited about looking through the pictures. I put the bag on the floor. As I pulled the magazines out, I carefully pushed the bag under the seat with my foot so she wouldn’t see the other surprise. I was saving that for later. She took one of the magazines out of the wrapper; cuddled up under my arm and opened up to the first page to find a big-breasted blond sucking a good sized cock. The guy had his head back, eyes closed in apparent ecstasy, while the gal was looking up with an apparent smile on her face. “Doesn’t she look proud of herself?” Deb commented sarcastically. “Wouldn’t you, if you had a big cock like that in your mouth and had him so obviously satisfied?” I asked. She didn’t comment verbally, but probably rolled her eyes. She flipped through a few more pages without comment, until she got to a page with a very muscular guy holding a girl by her hair as she sucked him off and she said, “Nice chest.” “Yeah. She sure has.” I returned, knowing what she really meant. “I’m talking about the guy, silly.” She came back. “I know.” I admitted. “But if I had said that about the girl, you would have had something to say about my comment.” “Of course. It’s alright for me to do that, but not you.” She said with a smile. “That’s not fair.” I whined. “So! Who said things had to be fair?” She kidded. “Speaking of things not being fair. How come we can share a mag like this - that’s far more pornographic and is almost entirely pictures, with no redeeming literature - but you don’t like me to read Penthouse?” I inquired, half jokingly and half serious. “Well, first of all, this is probably a one time event. It’s something for me to experience once and I’ll probably never want to see one again. It looks to me like once you’ve seen one of these, all the rest are probably just about the same. You know, different faces, same poses.” Deb spoke casually, thumbing through the pages slowly. “Second, the nude modeling in the Penthouse type magazines is demeaning to all women.” “And this isn’t?” I interrupted. “That’s my third point. At least here it is equally demeaning to both sexes, although more so to females, because they are almost always depicted in the subservient role. Yuck. Another cum shot?” and she thumbed quickly to the next page. “So, you’re saying the girl should always be on top.” I suggested. “Yeah, that would be a good start. And finally, you said it, we are sharing this. You normally read – look at the Penthouse by yourself.” She concluded. “Well, from now on we will always share the Penthouse.” I suggested. “Alright?” “Yeah, right.” She gave me an off-hand comment and continued flipping. “Oh, my god! She exclaimed, looking at a girl on all fours, taking a really thick cock up the back door. “How could she possibly be taking that? That’s got to be killing her!” The girl was looking over her shoulder and smiling back at her man, so I commented, “Well, it can’t be too bad, she’s smiling.” “I think that’s a grimace.” “Well you will never know for sure unless you try.” I sort of recommended. “You’re probably right. Maybe some day, but certainly not tonight.” And to show that conversation was over, she started flipping through the pages again. A few pages later, there it was. Another large breasted brunette had her ass in the air and was being rammed in both openings with a double dildo. Deb just looked, almost awe struck. The dildo was almost all the way in. After several quiet seconds she finally said in a whisper of total amazement, “So, that’s how it’s used.” I started to say something, but one hand came up and covered my mouth, while the other one started flipping pages again. Her next stop, a few pages later, was a three way. Large breasts hung down from a brunette, who was on all fours. One male kneeled in front of her with his cock in her mouth, while the other took her from behind. The later was bent over her far enough to reach and hold on to her breasts. Deb didn’t say anything, just sat there looking at it. Finally I asked, “That getting to you?” “Yeah.” She whispered. “I’m not sure why. But that is really… really… I don’t know….” “Hot?” I ventured. “Yeah.” She whispered again slowly. “And I really don’t know why. But, as soon as I saw it I felt something stir deep inside and between my legs.” “Should always follow your intuitions, you know.” I advised. “Kind of like always going with your first answer on a test.” “Yeah, but it’s, ‘only go with your first answer when you’re unsure.’ ” She argued. However, I noticed that her hand had dipped under the hem of her skirt. “And change it if you know it is wrong.” Before I could come up with a counter, she moved on to the next page. Same girl and guys, only now she is riding one and the other is just starting to penetrate her back door. On the next page they are both inserted to the hilt. “Well, what do you think of this action?” I asked tentatively and reached under the hem of her skirt as well. “Let me do that.” “No way!” She protested and I quickly withdrew my hand. She grabbed it and pulled it back between her legs and continued, “Not you. Her! That has got to hurt. There can’t be any pleasure in that at all. Besides, doing it with someone other than your mate is bad enough, but with two guys, that’s… that’s just… just… slutty, I guess.” “I don’t know. If she gets a lot of enjoyment out it and it is okay with the mate. Why not?” I contended. “Well, then why don’t they show her smiling, then?” Deb argued back. The girl was facing away from the camera in both pictures. “Maybe she is. Turn the page. Maybe they have a different camera angle.” Sure enough, head on. Her head is back with her hair flying as if she had just thrown her head back. She is biting her lower lip and looks like she is in the throws of an orgasm. The guy that was behind her has pulled out and is cumming all over her back, while the guy underneath has his head up, sucking on her breast. “See! She looks like she is in pain to me.” Deb said smugly. “Or in ecstasy.” I countered. “Yeah! The ecstasy of relief; now that, that guy is out of her ass.” She countered right back and quickly turned the page; but for her, the next page wasn’t any better. Now the girl was lying on the guy below her, locked in an obvious open mouth kiss. The other guy was in her pussy right along with the guy on the bottom. Both were jammed into her to the hilt. About this time the second movie started, she closed the magazine and cast it over her shoulder into the back seat. I whispered into her ear, “She must have been enjoying it. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been kissing him like that.” “Then she’s a slut.” She said with a huff to indicate the end of the conversation. The movie started with a panoramic view of a beautiful seaside harbor. Slowly the drone of a plane could be heard. In the next frame a commercial seaplane could be seen skimming along not far above the ocean, moving away from the harbor as if it had just taken off. Deb had curled up under my arm again, apparently a little up set, but content to snuggle. Her hand was already undoing my shorts and reaching inside. The camera closed in on the plane until you could see the pilot (Male) and the co-pilot (Female) through the wind screen, and then panned inside the cockpit. The copilot, a buxom blond, wore her hair all rolled up on the top of her head. She wore a halter-top that barely covered anything. Her nipples were hard and pushed visibly into the material. The pilot was a large handsome man in a tank top and shorts. He had the copilot take over, stood up and moved to a position directly behind the copilot. Bending over he began to kiss her on the neck and his hands reached over to squeeze those large ripe melons. She squirmed and giggled a little, finally taking a hand off the joy stick and pushing him away, saying, “Can’t you see I’m trying to fly this thing?” “Why don’t you get some altitude, put it on autopilot, and I’ll give you a real joy stick to play with.” “Maybe later.” She put him off. “Why don’t you go initiate at new stewardess?” “Umm, sounds like a good idea.” he said letting go and turning towards the back of the cockpit. Opening the door he signaled to the stewardess, another large breasted blond. When she arrived he asked. “Are the passengers all taken care of, Miss Albright?” “Yes, sir.” He took her by the arm, guiding her into the cockpit and closed the hatch. Turning her gently he leaned her into the bulkhead and kissed her hard and long. She returned the kiss passionately. His hand pushed her halter top up exposing a large, perfectly rounded breast. He squeezed and mauled it at will and she just moaned into his mouth. Finally breaking the kiss, he said. “This is your first day, isn’t it?” “Yes, sir.” She replied. “Have you been initiated into the mile high club?” He asked with a smile. “No, sir.” “Well, there is no time like the present.” sounding more like an order, than a comment. She leaned over to look out the window, giving the audience a great view of her hanging breasts and said laughingly, “It doesn’t look like we are a mile high to me.” “Not a problem.” He said with assertion. “Brady, take her up to five zero.” “This is beginning to get a little depressing.” Deb whined softly. “What do you mean?” “They’ve all got these great big breasts and look what I got.” She almost cried, opening her blouse. “I can’t even start to compete.” Grabbing one, I bent over and kiss the nipple and said, “They’re lovely. You know I like them just the way they are. I told you earlier that anything more than a mouthful is a waste.” “Yeah, but you also admitted you would like them if they were bigger. Just look at her! I can’t compare to that.” She exclaimed, frustrated. By this time the pilot had pulled down his shorts and was sitting in the navigator’s chair. The stewardess had knelt down and taken his growing appendage into her mouth. As her mouth moved up and down his shaft it grew steadily bigger and bigger. Although not as big as the exec’s in the previous picture, it was a close second. “Look at the size of him. How do you think I feel?” I said. “Her breasts are maybe twice as big as yours. But, he’s at least three, maybe four times the size of me. So what! Just enjoy watching them and enjoy what we have to share with each other.” I tried to console and leaned forward again, taking the other nipple into my mouth. Deb pulled me tighter to her breast with her right hand and moaned her contentment. Her left hand reached down inside my shorts and began lightly stroking my cock. After a few minutes I straighten up, leaned back into my seat and began watching the movie again, while Deb continued to slowly apply her ministrations to my hardened cock. By this time the stewardess had stood up and straddled his lap and was riding him at a slow, but steady pace. She leaned back, holding herself from falling backwards by grasping the pilots shoulder with one hand. With the other she slowly undid her hair and let in fall. As it cascaded sensuously down over her shoulders the pilot grasped both breasts and began fondling them roughly, pulling on her nipples from time to time. The stewardess shook her head several times sending her hair flying. When she stopped, it covered her shoulders and breasts uniformly in a golden arc around her upper body. “Level at Five Zero, Captain.” The copilot announced in a very calm, professional, business as usual tone. “Good. Go ahead and put it on autopilot.” He commanded. “Autopilot engaged, Sir.” She returned in the same tone. The copilot got up out of her seat, turned toward the screwing couple. In very slow and sensual movements she ran her hands over her body and then removed her halter-top. She slowly stepped forward to the couple shoving one of her huge breasts into the pilot’s mouth. Wrapping an arm around his head she pulled him tight into her bosom. The pilot sucked one of the copilot’s breasts and then the other, while continuing to screw the stewardess. His hand trailed down her belly and undid her shorts. As they fell away he began to play with the copilot’s moist pussy, while all three of them moaned and groaned to the drone of the airplane. Every so often he would take his fingers from her pussy and lick them. About the third time he offered them to the co-pilot who sucked them in immediately. The next time he offered them to the stewardess, who sucked on them with great zeal, moaning as she did so. Finishing and still bouncing up and down on the pilot’s cock, she complimented the co-pilot by saying, “You’ve got great tasting pussy juice. I hope I get a chance to eat it for myself sometime.” “Ummm, I can’t wait At this point, the stewardess leaned forward a little and took the copilot’s free breast into her mouth as well. The pilot while still sucking in the co-pilot’s left breast, intensified his work her pussy, his thumb rubbing her clitoris and his fingers lunging deep inside. The copilot moaned louder and louder until apparently she had an orgasm. She leaned into the pilot and slowly slid down his side until she sat on the floor with her head resting on his hip. The stewardess and the pilot now intensified their thrusting until she apparently had her orgasm. She collapsed forward into the pilot’s arms, until she recovered. Slowly she raised off of him and knelt on his other side. The two ladies now began to take turns sucking his cock, until he came all over their faces and in their mouths. Deb moaned with her usual aversion to the scene. As the scene continued with the three crew members getting dressed and returning to their duties; Deb let go of my cock and turned to face me. “Sit back a little.” She commanded, “I want to show you what I learned in the first show.” As I moved to my side of the car and turned toward her, very slowly Deb licked her lips sensuously, cupped here right breast with her hand and brought it up to her mouth. She licked around the nipple a couple of times, while her free hand reached down, lifted her skirt and started rubbing her pussy. As I leaned and started to shift towards her, she dropped her breast and held out her hand, saying, “Sit back and relax a minute. I want to show you how I’m going to stimulate you enough to get you up at least three more times tonight.” “Well, you know what your doing.” I proclaimed, leaning back and pulling open my shorts to reveal my already hard appendage, proving my point. She placed one foot up in my lap and rubbed the front of my cock with the ball of her foot. In order to do this she had to bend her knee, exposing her dripping wet pussy completely. With the fingers of one hand she spread the lips of her pussy wide apart. The fingers on the other hand started rubbing her clitoris furiously. She kept her eyes in direct contact with mine with a knowing smirk all over her face. Occasionally she would lick her lips suggestively. After several minutes of this, the sensations got too much for her. She bit her bottom lip while her eyes slowly closed. A moment later her head rolled back and she began to spasm. Her hand moved even faster for a few moments and then she closed her thighs together tight around it, tucked forward and then jerked back against her pillow again, where she trembled until the spasms wore off. When she finally opened her eyes again she smiled sheepishly, but quickly regained her composure. Her free hand returned to her left breast this time and pulled it to her lips. She promptly began teasing the swollen nipple with her tongue. Then she sighed, “I think it’s time you got over here and start sucking on these.” She removed her hand from her crotch and using both hands she lifted her breasts in an offering to me. I leaned forward sucking on one, taking in as much of it into my mouth as I could. I cupped the other in my hand, beginning to massage it as roughly as the pilot had in the movie. Deb moaned her satisfaction and confirmed it by pulling my head tighter to her breast and squeezing my massaging hand even harder than I was squeezing her breast. “Yes, baby! Suck your heart out.” She moaned, “Show me how much you love me and my breasts, honey. Suck them hard!” Encouraged by her words, I did just that. I sucked in harder, then released and sucked her breast in again. Letting go I concentrated on her nipple, sucking it like a baby, until the areola around it wrinkled up hard and tight, her nipple extending a good half inch. While doing this I worked my knees to the floor in front of her and my body between her legs. I switched to the other breast, beginning by sucking in as much of it as I could as well. “Oh, yes! Baby. Give them equal time.” She moaned again. “Don’t forget my pussy, honey. It’s running hot and needs a little attention.” I had no intention of forgetting her wet pussy, I just hadn’t gotten that far yet. Now concentrating on her nipple and causing that areola to wrinkle as well, I slid a hand between her legs. She was as hot and wet as she said and my fingers slid right in. First one, then two and finally a third. She moaned even louder now, her one hand really pulling my head in tight while the other dragged my hand roughly all over her breast. In response I pulled the tips of all my fingers together and pushed them in as far as they would go. “Oh, yes!” she responded. “Give it to me, baby. Finger fuck my pussy.” I pulled them out a little and thrust them back in, penetrating a little deeper. Pulling them out I thrust even harder, stabbing still deeper. Again and again I gave it to her harder each time. Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 5 “Oh, God! Yes! Bill! That feels so good. I need it harder and faster.” She begged. Without remorse now I complied with her demands and thrust my fingers into her still harder. Soon she had opened wide enough that I was in to my last knuckles and my thumb hit against her valley of love, stopping any further penetration. With each thrust now I tried to quickly rub or hit her clit with my thumb. With each thrust she began to push up her pelvic to meet my assault. “Yes, baby!” she moaned again. “That’s how I like it, sweetheart. Fuck your little whore with your fingers.” I jabbed my fingers in again as far as they would go and this time stopped to let my thumb rub her clit a couple of times. Then I pulled and thrust again, stopping to rub her clit. Each time I got ready to thrust, her hips came up off the seat to meet the attack. “Oh, God! That feels good.” She sighed. “I need you to eat me now, honey.” And with that demand her hands reinforced her request by pushing my head down between her legs. I found her clit immediately and began to suck it between my lips. “That’s it, sweetie! Eat my pussy and make your hot little bitch cum again.” I pulled my hand down from her breast and began looking for the dildo I had stashed earlier under the seat. Finding it I put it between my legs to warm it up. I figured it was going to be a big enough shock all by itself, she didn’t need the cold to go along with it. When I finally thought it was warm enough, I pulled my fingers from her twat. “Oh, baby, don’t stop!” she complained. “Please fuck me with those fingers while you eat me.” Without hesitation I brought up the wand and inserted it quickly, driving it in carefully until at least eight inches of it slid under my chin as I continued to suck on her hard clit. Deb let out a gasp and in almost a yell, “What is that! What are you doing to me.” She cried as I pulled it out and slid it right back in again. Lifting my head I answered, “It’s that dildo, we saw inside. I got it for you.” “Not the two headed one. I don’t want anything up my butt.” She cried. “No. no.” I tried to calm her down. “Just a nice big fat one. Now let me finish getting you off.” As she eased back into the seat I returned my tongue to her clit and started slashing it back and forth in time with the thrusting of the big phallus deep in her snatch. In no time at all she was thrusting up into my face and pulling on the back of my head. She encouraged me on with her moans and words. “Oh. Yes!… Give it to me!… Oh! Ahh! Ahh! Yes!… Eat me, Baby!… Eat and fuck me!… Harder…. Oh!… Ahh!… Oh!…Ahh! Yes!… Faster, faster!… And with that encouragement I kept up a steady pace; sliding the dildo in and out faster and faster, while flicking my tongue across that ever hardening, protruding tip; quicker and quicker. Finally she thrust one last hard thrust into my mouth and let out a very deep long moan of bliss, slowly relaxed and then thrust just as hard into my face with another deep moan. Then she wrenched her leg over my head and forced me away. I tried to maneuver to get inside her, but there was no way. She curled into the back of the seat, shuddering and sobbing uncontrollably. I curled up next to her as best I could with my knees still on the floor and pulled her into my arms. I began rocking her back and forth in my arms; kissing her cheeks, forehead, ears and neck. After a short time she settle down, turned and kissed me softly and tenderly. When she broke away, she said, “That was great. Thank you baby.” “But you didn’t let me finish you off. If you had allowed me to continue to eat you, you could have cum who knows how many more times.” “Oh! No! No.” she protested, “It was too intense. It just got too sensitive down there to let you go on any longer.” “And I couldn’t get in to give you that third of six climax’s you want.” “No, that would have been the fourth of six fuckings, I need.” “Okay, okay.” I relented, as we both sat up. I took the position next to the passenger’s door and she curled up into the arm of my left side. I reached over with my right hand and took her breast, fondling it gently. She had already reached down and was slowly stroking my still very hard and painful cock. But I was very happy and content. Bringing her over the top like that was emotionally very satisfying and I knew I had another three climaxes to take care of my physical needs. We had no idea what was going on in the movie, other than the sounds from the speaker indicated more sex. In what looked like a resort bedroom overlooking a beach, the pilot laid crosswise on a bed. A big-breasted Hispanic lady with very long, straight black hair that must have hung down to at least her waist, kneeled between his legs. Her head bobbed up and down over his shaft as one fist followed her lips up and down as well. Every once in a while her lips came off as she furiously licked all around its gigantic red head, only to quickly return to her ever-quickening undulations. At the same time the copilot rocked back and forth across his face, likewise at an ever-increasing pace. His hands reached up and grabbed at her large breasts roughly, occasionally pulling at her hard, swollen nipples. “Which one would you like to be?” I asked softly. “Obviously, the one riding his face. Although, I wouldn’t want my breasts treated so roughly. How about you?” “The guy laying on his back, obviously.” I chuckled. “No, silly.” And she slapped me across the chest for the umpteenth time. “You know what I meant. Which one would you like me to be?” “Definitely, the girl between his legs. Although I wouldn’t mind you finding someone to help you out so both roles could be played out.” I got another crack across the chest, but this time much harder and no comment. After a little bit she said, “I guess I can take care of your first choice.” And she slid off the seat onto her knees and worked herself between my legs. With my shaft in one hand holding it like a microphone and smiling up at me, she commanded, “While I’m doing this…” she gave the tip on my cock a kiss. “…give me a running commentary on what the girl…” she licked a circle around its tip. “…between his legs is doing and I’ll try to do the same.” With that her head dipped down and she began to lick the head of my cock as her hand started stroking up and down slowly. “Ummm.” I moan in response. “That feels wonderful.” She pulled off with a loud plop, saying, “What’s happening on the screen.” And quickly returned to her fantastic job on my cock. “Well… she’s taking him all the way down. Deep throating.” “I’m not sure I can do that without choking.” She exclaims quickly and returns. “Just relax your throat, letting it in slowly.” I suggest. “Penthouse… again?” She responded sarcastically, but follows my recommendation, slowly taking it in. A little at a time it slides down her throat until her nose is buried deep in my pubic hair. Once there she wiggles her head back and forth a couple of time and slowly allows it to withdraw pulling her head back. Once her lips returned to the ring below the crown she started down once again. Again her mouth and nose are buried into my pelvic. Returning to the top, she pulls off and says with a smile, “How was that?” “Fantastic,” I moan softly. “But, don’t stop now and this time suck on it a few times when you have it all the way down.” Smiling she winked, opened her mouth and engulfed the head of my cock once more. Her lips slid right down its sides quickly, again burying her nose. Tentatively she sucked and swallowed a little and then again a little harder. “Oh, yes.” I moan. “That’s it…. Just a little harder and faster, honey.” Again she sucked and swallowed. Harder this time, her tongue moving along that ridge on the face of my pole. And again she sucked, still harder. “Oh, man!... You’ve got it, baby. Keep it up!” I said, beginning to thrust a little upwards and tangling my fingers into her hair. The thrust made her gag slightly and she pulled back a little. I thought I saw her shoot a glare at me, but she quickly closed her eyes and buried her nose again. Sucking and swallowing in turn she was really getting into it. The muscles in her throat worked the nub of my cock with each swallow and the her tongue worked the ridge on the shaft as she sucked. All I could do was role my head back against the seat and moan my delight. It was the greatest feeling my cock had ever felt. And I was moving quickly towards an orgasm. I could feel my balls beginning to tighten and I knew it wouldn’t be long at all. Just at the moment I thought I would pop, she pulled her mouth up and off, saying, “How was that?” “Incredible.” was all I could manage. Then after a few seconds as she continued to stroke my shaft with her hand and smiling at me. “Perfect. You just stopped a bit too soon.” “I thought so.” She grinned at me. “Didn’t want to end the fun too quickly…. What are they doing on the screen?” “Pretty much the same. Except the girl that was sitting on his face apparently came and now they are kissing. And the girl that is sucking his cock is now stroking him real fast, while keeping her lips right on top of her hand. Her head is going up and down on him like a jack hammer.” “Hummm, sounds hot.” “Oh, yeah. I think he’s about to cum. He’s thrusting up into her mouth as fast as she is going down on him.” I continued. “Well, that’s nice.” She said quietly in a matter of fact tone, then continued with, “But, I’ve got something else planned for you.” “Oh.” I said with an obvious tone of disappointment I had not intended. “Don’t worry.” She reassured. “I think you are going to like this.” She leaned back, looking straight into my eyes and slowly pulled her unbuttoned blouse back off her shoulders and off. She tossed it up on the seat next to me. Although her breasts had been visible the whole time, having to thrust them up and out towards me to get the blouse off her shoulders was truly sensual. The act caused my cock to twitch with need as she took it in her hand again. Totally naked from the waist up and only her mini skirt bunched up around her waist; she leaned forward, pulled my cock between her breasts and wrapped them around my flesh. As she began pulling her breasts up and down along the sides of cock, she purred, “Fuck my teaties, baby.” I thrust up as she moved down and commented, “I thought you didn’t like that word. “I don’t,” she quickly retorted, “but for some reason it seems appropriate and really sexy right now.” Holding each breast in her hands and pushing them tightly in and around my cock, she kept raising and lowering them in time with my thrusting. “How does that feel?” she asked again, lowering her head and flicking the top of my cock as it pushed out through the flesh that enveloped it. “Wonderful.” I responded and it did, but not nearly as good as her deep throat. I’d probably cum in time, but not like I was about to earlier. We continued like this for a few minutes as I moaned my gratitude and she would try to get a quick lick in every time my cock appeared. “What’s happening on the screen now?” Deb asked, although she probably could have turned and stretched her head far enough to see for herself. Looking up for the first time in a long while, the scene had changed completely. Another male had entered the room. The pilot was still laying on his back with the co-pilot on top. The new guy had slipped his cock into her pussy as well and was kissing the girl that had been sucking the pilot’s cock. When I relayed this to her, Deb let go of her breasts, stretched and turned, saying, “I’ve got to see this.” “You, like that, eh.” I commented. “Umm, it looks pretty hot.” She moaned. “Maybe,” I cautiously offered, “you would like to try that sometime.” “Nooo…” she turned quickly looking at me. “… no. That would be unfaithful.” “Not if I was the one on the bottom.” I argued. “No… no…” she said slowly, “I just don’t think I could do that…” Turning back to the screen she added, “but, I bet it would sure feel good.” “Well, anytime you want to try… just let me know.” “No… I don’t think so.” She returned so low I could hardly hear her as she continued to watch. The copilot was screaming as the two guys pounded into her. Her head rocked back on her shoulders every time the guy up her ass slammed into her. She held her upper torso up in the air with her outstretched arms. Her breasts swung provocatively above the pilots face, back and forth with every forceful plunge. He raised his head trying to capture a nipple every time one swung over his face. “Which one would you want to be?” Deb asked. “The one on the bottom. He’s got the best view.” I responded with a chuckle. Deb looking around at me and slapped me on the chest again. “Your going to make me feel bad with this predilection for large breasts.” “There you go using those big words again.” I chided. “Obsession!” she glared. Turning back to the screen we watched as the copilot rose to her knees so the pilot could work his way out from underneath her. He repositioned himself in front of her as the other guy continued to fuck her hard up the ass, her body shot forward about a foot with each attack. Voraciously, she grabbed the pilots cock and engulfed it with her mouth. The guy behind her leaned forward and reaching underneath her, he grabbed both breasts and seemed to be using them like handles to help him leverage himself even harder into her ass. Continuing to watch, Deb reached around to find my cock and began slowly stroking it. The pilot held up his hand to stop the other guy. He grabbed the copilots head and while holding it still he started thrusting into her mouth. He signaled to the other guy to start again. Timing their thrusts so that they were both thrusting into her at the same time, they began to really slam into her. “God! How can she take that?” Deb mused. “Lots of practice?” I suggested “Either that or they just don’t give a shit about her.” She stated, more than surmised. “I don’t think I want to watch anymore of this scene.” Thinking she was turned off and that our little adventure was over, I was truly surprised when she quickly turned around and went down on me. And not just a little bit, she let go of me with her hand and took every inch of me down her throat. Then I remembered how she had reacted to the picture in the magazine that resembled what we had just seen on the screen. I put that away for future reference. I could only imagine what a turn on it would be to see her getting it like that. With it deep inside her mouth she sucked and sucked the base of my cock for what seemed a very long time. Then she slowly pulled her lips up to the crown and dove back down again, her nose planting hard into my pelvic hair. Again she withdrew slowly until her lips just pulled over the ridge surrounding its head. Again she drove vigorously down its length and slowly withdrew. Immediately she plunged down its length and withdrew almost as fast. She continued this for quite awhile, building up speed. Faster and faster her head bobbed up and down the total length of my cock. It was an incredible feeling. She had never been so aggressive before. I could feel myself growing harder and the jism deep in my balls beginning to boil. Pulling her lips up to the top of my cock, her hand returned to grab the base of my shaft. Her lips lowered until they came in contact with her clasped finger and thumb and in unison she began to pump again with both her hand and lips. Now those soft, sweet lips just rolled back and forth over that sensitive ridge that ran around the head of my cock, rapidly stimulating that very erogenous spot at the base of the crown. Combined with the stroking sensation of her fist, I was being rapidly brought to the point of no return. Her head bobbed up and down almost in a blur, so fast that her hair was actually flying in the air. There was no holding back now. For a moment I thought about warning her I was about to cum. I had never actually cum in her mouth before, but decided not to take the chance that she might withdraw from the (w)horrific pace she assaulted me with. My cock pumped once. Then a second time. And with a loud cry from me I shot a huge shot of cum into her mouth. She continued to pump greedily on my cock as I continued to pump gobs of cum into her unrelenting throat. At about the fourth shot on my part, her head flew off the end of my cock and she yelled with a even louder, “YUUUUCK!” She sort of spit and spluttered and gagged. Cum and spittle landed all over my stomach and chest from her mouth and from my still ejaculating cock. She reached across me for the door latch. Pulling on it and shoving it wide open the interior light flashed on, blinding me as she roughly crawled her way across me and out the door. She scurried around the door, raced to the front of the car, bent over with the her palms on the hood of the car and began to heave. She wretched and wretched until nothing was coming up. I raced after her, pulling my shorts up and slamming the door so the light would go out. I rubbed her shoulders trying to sooth her. When she finally got control of herself she wheeled away from my grasp and screamed, “You bastard! How could you do that to me!” She stood before me, hands on her hips, naked except for her black mini skirt, dribble trailing down her chin, and just glared at me. I was speechless and the guy in the car next to us whistled a wolf’s call at her and honked his horn. I turned around and told him to, “Fuck off.” When I turned back, Deb had turned away and was limping across the stony roadway towards the concession stand bathrooms. I ducted back in the car as other cat calls and horns began to honk. I grabbed her sandals and blouse and ran after her. Catching up with her I tried to help her on with her blouse, but she wasn’t having any part of it. She grabbed the sandals in one hand, twirled out of the blouse I had placed on her shoulders and grabbed it out of mid air, walking off still half naked. I followed after her, trying to console her in feeble words. She just turned on me, screaming, “Just get away from me! Just - get - the - fuck - away from me!” She turned and continued her trek. I followed at a short distance, only now becoming aware of the pain as I walked across the gravel after her. People coming out of the concession stand took second takes and stared after her. She walked with so much force that her breasts rose and fell very seductively as she progressed and the horns, cat calls continued. I waited outside until she came out of the restroom, now dressed, but looking like she had been well fucked. Her hair was all a tumble, her face drawn and streaked with tears and her hard nipples were plainly visible through the blouse. I approached her tentatively and said, “I’m sorry.” “Fuck you!” she shouted and began sobbing. I reached out for her and she shrugged away and said, “Just take me home!” and walked off towards the car. I followed her. The occupants in the cars either didn’t recognize us or were more interested in the movie or themselves, so we didn’t have to put up with anymore honking or cat calls until we got back to the car next to ours. I reached to open the door for her as the guy in the next car yelled, “Hey sweetie. You got a great set of teats there. How about showing them to us again?” and he laughed. Deb slapped my hand away, not excepting any form of apology or gentlemanly conduct from me. Ignoring the other guy she quickly slid in the car, slammed the door shut, locked it and rolled up the window. “To bad you pissed her off.” Came an additional comment from the car next door. “She looks like she would be one hell of a good fuck. I guess you won’t be getting any tonight.” Surprise At The Drive In Ch. 5 So pissed off, I turned, “Shows what you know, I’ve already had her three times tonight.” “Yeah, right” and they all laughed. “Screw you!” and I turned away, walked around the car, got in, returned the speaker, started it up and pulled out. Looking up at the screen, three girls – including the big breasted blond co-pilot and the first time stewardess – were on their knees sucking off three guys. As I turned the guys all started cumming. They pulled their cocks out and started cumming on the girls faces. All three girls grabbed their respective cock and returned it to their mouths, greedily sucking the remainder of their contents. I wondered what had gone wrong. Now I was in a quandary. When she told me to take her home, did she mean back to my folks house or to her Mom’s place. I decided not to ask, just incase she told me to take her to her Mom’s. Besides, her car was at my house. I tried to say I was sorry again, but she told me to, “Just shut up.” When I tried again a little while latter, she retorted, “I don’t even want to talk about it.” Several times I could hear her sobbing. I tried to reach out to her, but she just pulled away not wanting to have anything to do with me. When we arrived home, she quickly left the car and without waiting for me, stormed off into the house and down to her room, shutting and locking the door. I sometimes would sneak into her - not this night. Epilogue The next morning I came out to the kitchen. Mom and Dad were eating breakfast. I got some cereal and asked, “Have you seen Deb yet?” Dad responded, “Yes, she was heading out the door just as we got up. Said, ‘She had some thinking to do before the wedding.” “What did that mean?” my Mom asked. “Something go wrong at – that – movie last night. I told you, you had no business going to something like that. Nothing but trouble can come from that sort of stuff. Return soon, for in the near future I will have the answer to your questions: Does she ever come back? Do the young lovers ever get married? Does he ever get a finish to a great blow job? And what about her turn-on at getting it at both ends at the same time?