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The Parking Lot

By: Miss Vixen



Did you know I saw you watching me?

That night, at the grocery store. I saw you there first. Did you know that I didn't really need those olives on the top shelf?

I stretched, on purpose, so you could see the muscles of my legs stretched smooth and taut from standing on tiptoes...my running shorts pulling ever so slightly into the crack of my ass. So that if you were observant, and at a lucky angle, you could see my breasts, my hard nipples against the thin cotton of my tee shirt. 

Or maybe you didn't need my little display. Maybe it was just my ponytail, or the soft locks of hair that slipped out to curl on the base of my neck. Maybe you noticed the swell of my lips, the curve of my collarbone. 

I knew you wanted to fuck me right there in the aisle. It was late - you might even have gotten away with it. You could at least have tried to help me reach the olives, gone for a cheap feel. 

You didn't. Were you a gentleman, or just shy? Married? I didn't notice a ring. Maybe you were afraid that you'd frighten me. It was late, and I was alone.

I wanted you to approach me from behind. I wasn't afraid. I wanted your hands to graze my breasts, accidentally or not, as you reached up to help me. I wanted to push my ass back, accidentally or not, and feel your cock hardening in your jeans. 

I wanted you close enough to smell me - my combination of deodorant and the light, sweet sweat of my recent workout, the heat and musk of my arousal. I wanted my ponytail to brush ever so softly against your face.

But you didn't come closer, and one can only stretch for a jar of olives for so long without looking utterly ridiculous. So I put them in my cart, and when I looked up, you'd gone away.

I wanted your cock inside me. I had to find you. I cruised the aisles, glancing down each one for a glimpse of your broad shoulders, your shock of dark hair. I finally saw you in the express lane, checking out.

I looked in my cart. More than fifteen items. Shit. I removed items from the cart at random, stacking them on a nearby shelf (the stock boys must hate me) until I had exactly fifteen. And got in line behind you.

We were probably the only customers at this time of night. The acne-stricken teenager ringed up your purchase, bored. You barely glanced at me behind you, and left the store with your bags of groceries. 

I paid. Exact change, faster that way. I was nearly stalking you, frantic as I looked out through the plate glass windows to see which car was yours. I was so wet I knew I must be staining my shorts. I pushed my cart out through the automatic doors, into the parking lot, and directly into the side of your car.

On purpose.

You looked up with a start from putting your bags in the trunk, eyes wide in surprise when you realized it was me.

"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry," I lied badly, breathlessly. The flush on my cheeks was real, but from lust rather than embarrassment. "Did I dent your car?"

"I'm sure it's fine," you said. Cautious. Shy? I couldn't tell. 

"I feel terrible," I lied again, rushing to the car to check for scratches. "Let me check." I bent over, looking closely at the paint, arching my back just a little bit, pushing my ass out for you. God, I was so obvious.

You took the bait.

You leaned over behind me, your breath warm on my ear as you spoke.

"Don't worry," you said softly, as your right hand slid over my hip, towards my breast. As if you were calming me - as if I were the shy one. "There's nothing wrong with it."

Maybe I was the shy one, for a moment. I tensed. Your left hand glided ever so slowly along my side, skimming my ass, following the inward curve of my waist, upward along my ribs until your thumb pressed down on my nipple at the same time you kissed my neck, behind my ear.

I sucked in my breath, pushed my ass back against your cock the way I'd wanted to in the store. Reached up with my hands to feel your arms, your hair. You were pinching my nipples, kissing and biting the back of my neck, grinding the hard heat of your cock into me through our clothes. 

Your right hand drifted down and slipped under the waistband of my shorts, down into my panties, until your fingers slid through the slick wetness of my pussy. You held me motionless, one hand on my pussy, the other on my breasts, and leaned forward to my ear again.

"I've wanted to fuck you since I first saw you in the store."

"I know," I whispered. My panties were drenched.

"Do you want it?" you asked, tracing slow circles on my clit.

"Yes," I gasped, moaning, trying to push back against you harder. You held me fast.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I want you to fuck me."

"Where?"

"I don't care. Anywhere."

"Right here in the parking lot?"

"It doesn't matter," I moaned, in agony. "Please, just fuck me. I want to feel your cock."

You laughed softly. "You're so horny you would let me fuck you right here in the parking lot? You're certainly wet enough," you added as you suddenly pushed a finger inside me. I nearly screamed.

"Please..."

You were such a tease, slowly fucking me with your finger as you went on. "You really want me to fuck you here? You want me to pull down those little shorts and bend you over the trunk of my car and fuck your wet little pussy?"

I was in agony. "Yes, God, please, please, fuck me. Bend me over. However you want. Pleeease."

"I won't be gentle," you warned, pushing a second finger into my pussy. I jerked so suddenly that you nearly lost your grip on me. I could feel my wetness running down my legs. My nipples could have cut glass.

"Good," I nearly cried. "Just FUCK me, dammit. Please."

Your fingers slipped from my pussy. With your left arm still pressing me tight against you, you closed the trunk. Then, before I realized what was happening, you wrenched me around and bent me over the trunk, just as you'd suggested, pressing my cheek against the metal. You held my arms behind me with one hand, while the other hooked into my shorts and panties and yanked them down to my knees. I was immobilized.

My pussy was suddenly bared to the night air, and the rush of breeze made me shudder. It wasn't cold, though. In the dead middle of summer it was still warm, even this late at night. I heard you pull at your jeans, heard the buttons release in a row, like little gunshots.

I felt the head of your cock nudge at me just an instant before you slammed it home. I cried out at the shock and pain and pleasure. Your cock felt huge in my tight, swollen pussy. It clutched at you as you pulled back, slowly, as I moaned. Then you slammed it in again, as far as you could go. I felt you bottom out inside me, felt my pussy stretch to accommodate you. 

It hurt. It burned. It was soooo good.

You built up a rhythm of hard, deep thrusts - some agonizingly slow and some so fast they took my breath away. I was whimpering, pushing back against you, crying out softly at each inward thrust. You were quiet, fucking me savagely, holding my arms with one hand while the other used my hip for leverage.

I lost track of time, moaning and gasping endlessly as you slammed into my pussy again and again and again. All of a sudden my hands were free. I braced them against the car when suddenly my head snapped backwards.

With your hand now twined in my ponytail, you pulled, making me arch my back more violently as you thrust harder and harder. Your balls slapped my ass and you drove my pelvis into the back of the car with every push.

My moans increased in pitch until they were nearly screams. I was so close to coming. My pussy tightened around you and I begged you to fuck me harder, harder, harder. With a power I didn't expect, you ruthlessly pounded your cock into me even harder and faster than before. I could hear my hips hit the car with every thrust. I heard screaming...I only knew it was mine when your hand clamped over my mouth.

I came harder than I've ever come before or since. My pussy squeezed you like a vice, milking you for every drop of your come as I screamed into your hand. You thrust hard a few more times and then were still, moaning softly as your come spurted liquid fire into my pussy.

I may have passed out. I don't remember your cock sliding out of me - I just remember pulling my panties and shorts up in a daze over my dripping pussy. I straightened up dizzily. You were cleaned up, tucked in, and viewing me with a look of amusement.


"Do you make a habit of picking up strangers at grocery stores in the middle of the night?" you asked. I smiled.

"Nope. You're the first," I replied, back to my old flippant self.

I found my groceries, took them to my car two rows away, and drove home. I don't think I ever got your name.

The Parking Lot



It's eight thirty in the evening and I am sitting in my favorite pub sipping on a vodka screwdriver. The pub was not very busy tonight aside from its loyal regulars. I make small talk with a few people and then return to my seat and my drink. As I sit and think out of the corner of my eye I notice a new face in the pub tonight. It's not her face I notice but her stunning body. She's about 5'5. Has long toned legs that lead up to a plump and delicious ass. Her long brown hair with a touch of red reaches her shapely ass. She turns around, and looks around the pub. I notice her large round full breasts almost busting out of her top. She is wearing a silk business type shirt and a black mini skirt with black stockings. As I check her over top to bottom, I notice that something is off about her outfit, her clothes look like she just got off work at a busy office but as I look down at her shoes I notice that she is wearing a pair of black PVC high heeled stripped type shoes. This seems odd but after thinking it over for a bit I realize that underneath those fine office clothes she's wearing, hides a dirty whore that wants someone to know who she truly is. That is why she wears those shoes.

As I sit there sipping on my drink, I watch her fend of a number of men who try and fail to arouse her interests. She casually lets them know she is not interested in their macho bullshit and goes back to sipping her strawberry daiquiri. I finish my drink and decide to go talk to this mysterious woman that entered my bar. She glances over in my direction, I smile to let her know I am interested, she gives me a quick look over and flashes me a big smile with her luscious ruby red lips. I finish my drink and get up to walk over to the bar and strike up some kind of conversation.

As I walk up to her, I go through many scripted pick up routines, trying to decide which would work best but by the time I reach her I decide to play it by ear. I sit down next to her on a bar stool and order another vodka screwdriver. I turn in her direction and we start chit chatting in the usual way, we talk about the usual subjects, current events, things in the news, I throw a few jokes her way. Her name is Amy. She is a lawyer, a district attorney working for the city. She seems to enjoy my sense of humour as she laughs at my jokes. We hit it off quite well but we both know that under the small talk and jokes lies an undeniable layer of sexual tension, her body language gives me clues about her. We end up talking for a long time I finish off two more but she only has two daiquiris during the whole night. We talk for a long time letting time slip by, as I look over at the clock hanging over the vast arrangement of liquor bottles I notice that it is almost midnight. I casually bring up what time it is and that I must get up for work tomorrow early in the morning, she agrees that its time to call it a night. I pay for my drinks as well as hers and I walk her to her car.

On the way out the back door of the bar I realize that I am in no condition to drive and casually mention that I should call a cab. But Amy insists on giving me a ride home, "It's the least that I can do, after you payed for my drinks" she says, I do not argue for long, and agree to her driving me home. As we're walking through the long corridor toward the back parking lot of the bar I can't help but notice her ass and her shapely legs, I can feel my member growing larger with blood in my pants. We approach a door and I step ahead to open it, she walks out and I follow. The parking lot is dark with few street lights any where, but there is just enough light to get you where your going. 

We walk to her black BMW sporter and make small chat, all this time my thoughts take a sexual nature, I imagine fucking this girl in my bed, sucking on her large tits, making her cum over and over again. These thoughts make my cock swell too almost a full hard on. As she walks to the driver's side of her car and puts the keys into the lock I throw caution in the wind and step up behind her and lay my hands on her sides and slowly kiss her neck and nibble on her ear lobe. At first this startles her and she stiffens up but as soon as my lips make contact with her skin she melts in my arms and urges me to proceed.

As I am kissing her neck I reach around to caress her big breasts, her nipples are already hard and erect. I rub them through her shirt, massaging her breasts and squeezing her nipples, she lets out a moan. As I rub her big tits, I grind my already fully erect cock into her big juicy ass. She turns around and our eyes meet, we stare into each other for a few seconds and then get back to a flurry of passionate kisses and gropes. As we make love without lips I slip one hand under her shirt and massage her left breast and with my other hand I grope and grab at her ass, she returns the favour and rubs my hard cock and my large balls thought my pants. I unbutton her shirt and open it to reveal a shear bra , her hard nipple show through the lace and look like the peaks of two large mountains, I pull down her bra cups letting her mammoth tits fall out into my already waiting mouth.

As my tongue makes contact with her nipples she lets out a loud moan, she places her arms on my shoulders and holds me close to her chest. I start by kissing her breasts, ignoring the nipples, she lets out frustrated moans and tries to guide her breast into my hungry lips, I take her nipple into my mouth and suck on it, its large enough for me to bob my head up and down in a sucking motion. She moans as I do this, I accidently bite down on her nipple and notice that she moans even louder then, so I bite down on it again, harder this time. She lets out a loud groan so I continue to alternate between sucking and biting her large nipples and nibbling on her tits. With my one free hand I explore her ass and her smooth toned legs. After eating her tits for about 10 minutes her moans turn to quiet screams, to my surprise she climaxes just from having her giant tits licked and sucked and bitten. 

She quickly recovers and pushes me against a car parked next to hers, she quickly gets down on her knees and massages my cock again, then she unzips my pants and my large member eagerly flops out of my pants, she reaches in and pulls out my balls and smiles approvingly when she notices that they are freshly shaved. She hungrily licks my big balls, I let out a groan as my whole body adjusts itself to the pleasure spreading from my loins to my externalities. She takes my cock in her hand and slowly starts to jerk it up and down, then she licks the tips making small circles with her tongue. She pulls down my foreskin to reveal a large swollen cock head, she looks at it for a second before she swallows it whole. As her head moves up and down she makes slurping sounds with her mouth. She sucks on my swollen cock and massages my balls with her other hand. Tightness starts to build within me and spreads to my cock, and then bolts of electricity travel up my spine, I moan in pleasure as I lay my hands on her head guiding her mouth on my cock. She increases in speed and starts to suck even harder, I can feel the tightness spreading to my balls and I know that orgasm is near. My cock gets harder and harder growing ever bigger in between her big soft lips. My head flies back as I being to shake and convulse as I pump Amy's hot mouth full of my sweet cum, to my surprise she eagerly swallows my whole load. I cum hard and fast as I stare up into the stars, she continues to suck until she squeezes the last drops of cum out of my cock and swallows them. She stands up licking the last drops of cum off her lips and we kiss once again.

I regain my posture and push her against her black BMW as we continue to kiss fast and hard, I rub her large tits and she moans. My hands work my way down to her ass, I rub it and squeeze it and slowly lift her mini skirt up. To my delight she is not wearing any underwear. When my fingers make contact with her already wet and swollen pussy she lets out a moan loud enough for passers by to hear, this only excites me more. I start to rub her pussy and her clit, spreading her lips with my fingers and sneaking in a finger or two into her hot cunt. As I finger her, I kiss at her lips and her neck, moving down to her once again swollen nipples, I bite them again as I finger her wet pussy. I trace a line of kisses from her left breast to her right down to her stomach. I kneel down face to face with her dark wet pussy. She is also shaved, with a small triangular patch of hair above her clit. I immediately dive in and start to kiss and lick at her wet pussy. I suck on her swollen lips and stretch them with my lips, she moans and pulls at my hair with one hand and with the other she plays with her large breasts. I continue to lick her cunt, I like her lips, spreading them with my tongue, I move up to her clit and take it in between my lips, she almost faints as I start to suck on her clit. I form my lips around it and flick my tongue over it rapidly, I take a chance and lightly bite it, she loves this and urges me to do it again. I bite it again, harder this time. Instantly as I bite her hard clit I feel a steam of a liquid squirt on my chin. I bite again and again, sucking on her clit in between bites, she is getting wetter and wetter each time. There seems to be no limit to how wet she can get. I continue to pay attention to her clit with my mouth as I start to finger her pussy with my free hand. Her back arches and her muscles tense up as an orgasm slowly builds deep inside her wet pussy.

As I am licking her pussy and fingering it, I pushed her up on the hood of her car and continue licking. Her hands were busy rubbing and pinching her tits, with one hand I continue to finger fuck her wet cunt and with the other I started to rub and explore her asshole, at first she tries to tighten up her butt cheeks so I could not access her asshole but as soon as my finger make contact with it she relaxed and forgot all her anal inhibitions. I continue to lick her clit and suck on her large pussy lips as well as fingering her pussy and asshole. She began to moan louder then ever, as she wrapped her legs around me pushing my face into her cunt, I could tell she was getting close to orgasm, both by the way her whole body was arching and the way her pussy started to taste. I increased the stimulation of her clit as she starts shaking and squirted white cum all over my hand, she let out a loud scream and collapsed on the hood of her car, cum was running out of her pussy onto her car.

I got up with a satisfied smile on my face. I waited a few minutes and let her recover and then I helped her up on her feet. We kissed for a moment then she stuffed her breasts back into her bra and buttoned up her shirt, she pulled down her skirt, as if we were done, but I wasn't done. That long oral marathon left me with a large boner and an urge to fuck her wet pussy.

As I stood up and moved to open her car I pinned her against the door and pulled her skirt up and forced her to bend over. At first she tried to fight but my strength was no match for her. I bent her over and spread her legs with one foot and started to massage my large cock on her still wet pussy, instantly she stopped fighting and arched her back exposing her pussy even more. I pushed my large cock into her. We let out a simultaneous moan as the length of my cock filled her wet hot pussy, she was tight, I could feel it on my cock. I slowly began to push my cock in and out of her pussy, slowly increasing the speed and strength of my thrusts, her pussy made wet slurping sounds as I fucked her faster and harder with each thrust. Soon my thrusts were at the speed of a full gallop which were accented by her loud moans and groan, intermediately she would say things like "fuck me, oh yeah" and " fuck that pussy," she must have said god about a hundred times. This only served to make me go faster and harder, my balls were slapping against her clit, I could feel her fingers playing with her pussy as my cock slid in and out of her. I continue to fuck her harder and faster until my balls were making a slapping sound against her clit. I could feel my cock swell as I began to fill her cunt with hot cum, this set off her orgasm, I could feel her pussy pulsating around my cock, we came together and both our orgasms were very intense. After I finished filling her cunt with cum I pulled out my cock and cum spilled out of her cunt on her leg and one of her shoes, we both laughed at this as she pulled down her skirt.

We got into the car and she gave me a ride home as we decided before. Neither of us said a word about what happened on the ride home, we said good bye and as I was stepping out of the car she reached over and handed me her business card. She said, "my home phone is on the back" and smiled. 



The Parking Lot



When I call to check in on my son, he’s already asleep. I won’t need to get him until the morning. After I hang up, I can’t think of anything to say except, “Do you have cash & a condom?”

For a minute you look across the street, then back at me. “Meet me in the lobby in 5 minutes & I’ll have more than that.”

OH HELL! The look you give as you say this starts my pussy throbbing like it’s alive with a heartbeat. I nod yes and get into my car. Turning the radio up and my mind off I go across the street. Five minutes later you meet me at the elevators in the lobby. When our elevator arrives, an employee gets on with us. We don’t talk but stand to the back. I have this thing with backs, so as we’re moving I start rubbing the bottom of your spine up to your neck. Very nice. I bet I could really sink my teeth in.

Still not talking we get to the room and go in. A typical room, the only light was coming from the bathroom. When I get to the end of the bed, I’m hit with last minute nerves.

“If at any point you want to stop, I’ll understand.” For some reason I felt like I had to reassure you, me or maybe both of us.

You had started taking your shirt off, but stopped mid-way. “If you’re changing your mind, tell me now.” 

Intense is the only word I can think of to describe your expression. Taking a quick minute to give you a once-over, I can see how tight your jeans have gotten over your hard dick. Just the thought of a hard dick makes my mouth water. Again, I feel my pussy swelling up and throbbing. “No, I definitely don’t want to stop.”

Saying that was like ringing the bell at a wrestling match. I wanted you naked, hard and in me. Reaching under your shirt I push up and get you halfway naked. My mouth is feeling empty, so I have to taste you. No kissing. I go straight for your throat. Mouth open I use my tongue and teeth to get my first taste of you. Warm, tangy and all male, YUMMY! Now I’m hungry for more so I start licking, sucking and biting on your arms, neck and chest. When I lick your nipple it gets hard so I use my teeth to pull it while still licking the tip. Starting to breathe heavier, you put your hands on the back of my head. Grabbing my hair in your hands, you start pushing down. It doesn’t take much effort before I’m on my knees. After I undo your pants, but before I can do more than take out your semi-hard dick, you bend over and pull my shirt up and off. I’m glad I wore my black underwire bra. It makes my tits look really full. Leaning my head back, I reach behind me to undo the snaps. When I pull it off, my tits start to drop. You reach out and grab a handful of each. First you squeeze and push them together like you’re plumping up a pillow. Then you start rolling my nipples between your fingers. Pulling and pinching. Hard and firm, but not too painful. Every time you pull on my nipple, I feel it in my pussy. I’m already wet enough that I can feel my pussy lips sliding against each other.

Done playing, I reach out and yank down your jeans and underwear to your ankles. Putting one hand on my shoulder, you start stepping out of your shoes. With one hand I grab around the middle of your now rock hard dick and pull down so that your head swells up even more. Opening my mouth so that you can feel my breath, I stick my tongue out and start licking circles around the head of your dick. Teasing from your slit to around rim of the head with my tongue. You stop with one pant leg still on, grab my head and push your dick into my mouth until it reaches my hand at your base.

I give you one last lick on the underside, from base to tip. Rocking back on my feet I stand up. While I’m taking the rest of my clothes off, you put a box of condoms on the table and pull the covers to the end of the bed.

Both of us naked, I tell you to lay with your head on the pillows. Crawling in beside you I start touching you everywhere and licking your neck again. You pull my head back by my hair until my neck is over your mouth. Now you become the aggressor.

One hand is holding my head in place while you circle my neck with licks and bites. Your other hand reaches under me to start pulling on my nipples again. My nipples hard now, you push me down onto the pillows and take my right nipple in your mouth. With just the tip between your teeth, you pull up, stretching my nipple and making my back arch. I feel your hand cover my pussy. You slide your finger over my slit. I’m so wet that your finger glides over my clit. Now I feel your fingers inside me. I’m already ready, so you start finger-fucking me hard and fast while your thumb works my clit. All the tension, nerves and excitement were too much. All I can do is grab the back of your head, pushing you harder onto my tits, try to arch up and get more of your hand into my hot pussy and bite my lip, moaning. You know that I’m on the edge, so you back off just a little. Just enough to keep me on edge, but I can’t cum. Licking on my neck, you whisper, “Tell me what you want.”

“Please make me cum! Yes, yes. Ahhh. PLEASE!!!” I feel my hips lifting off the bed as my pussy starts tightening up. As I’m lying on the pillows with my back arched up, my pussy is trying to grind on anything. I can feel my juice dripping all the way down to my ass.

Opening my eyes, I see you on your knees. Between mine. You grab the base of your hard dick and tease up and down my pussy with the head. Pushing your dick flat against my pussy you start fucking my pussy lips. The tip of your dick is hitting my clit with every thrust. Pulling your hips back you put one hand on each of my knees and spread my legs wide open. I can feel cool air as my pussy spreads open.

Putting your thick head against my hole you look at me. “Ready?”

“Now!” I don’t want to talk. I want to finally feel that dick tearing my pussy up. With an evil smile you ram straight into me.

“FUCK!!!!!”

Showing no mercy, you start pounding into me. Your balls are slapping my ass and your grinding against my pussy and clit every time you ram into me. Stinging, my pussy is soon making loud wet sounds. Now you brace yourself on one elbow and grab a tit. You start licking and sucking. Even with a condom on, I can feel your head ramming into me and the shaft filling me up. “Don’t stop! Please, don’t stop.”

I can feel my orgasm coming and I just keep repeating those words. Hitting bottom, you stop and brace yourself on both hands. You pull out until just the head is in me, then you start giving me hard, fast and long thrusts.

As I feel my pussy pulsing, I pull my knees up and back to get more of your hard dick in me. You reach down with one hand and just touch my pussy and I start cuming. Hard. I can feel my whole body shaking and I reach out to grab your ass to hold onto. Using my hands I pull you more into my pussy, I start rocking and grinding my hips against you. You reach under me and grab my ass. Pulling my ass apart while still fucking me hard, I start cuming again.

Feeling my pussy squeezing you, you start giving me long, deep thrusts. On your third push you start cuming. I can feel you swelling up even more in my pussy as the cum is shooting out of your dick. For a minute, time stands still and we both pulse and throb as we cum.

Finally, we’re lying on our sides catching our breath. Thank you for such a hard dick.

Part 2: 10 minutes later

I’ve already cleaned up and you’re coming out of the bathroom now. As I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, I’m running my hand up and down my pussy. Even though I’ve cleaned up, I still have some juice coming out of my tingling pussy. As I see you I ask if I can finish cleaning you up with my mouth. You don’t say anything, just walk over and stand in front of me. Sitting up I start licking all over your dick. Around all sides and from top to bottom. I get the head wet and then use my hand to work that lube up and down your shaft. Now I lift up your hardening dick and start to lick down to your balls. Sticking my tongue out and making it wide, I lick both of your balls. Then I open my mouth and put it around your left nut. Closing my mouth over it, I start sucking and licking it into my mouth. After several pulls I let that one pop out of my mouth and start on your other one. After sucking on both of your heavy nuts, I make my tongue pointed and touch the bottom of your hard dick where it meets your balls. Moving my tongue back and forth across the underside of your dick, I work my way up to your head. Closing my mouth over your head I use the edge of my teeth to tease around the rim. Then I open my mouth and slide halfway down your hard dick. Pulling my lips over my teeth, I create a suction and start working up and down your dick. One hand is twisting up and down and around your shaft while I use the other one to tease your balls. Even while I’m sucking, I’m using my tongue to lick back and forth and round and round. After about 10 minutes, my lips start getting numb and sloppy in my sucking. Pushing me down you grab one of my ankles and I roll over. After getting on my hands and knees, you pull my hips back until I’m on the edge of the bed.

Smack! Even before it registers that you’re spanking my ass, you’re grabbing handfuls and turning my ass red. I can feel my pussy swelling up and my tits bouncing back and forth. Then you put hands at the bottom of my ass and use your thumbs to spread my pussy open. Pushing with your hips you slide your whole dick straight in until you hit bottom. 

“Ahhh!” feeling you slide in gives me chills up my back. I can’t get over how good your dick feels in me. Your so hard it feels like I’m on a stick. I put my head down on the bed, tilt my hips down and push my ass back on you. Closing my eyes I squeeze my pussy around you. Now you start a hard long rhythm. Not as fast as the fist time, but your still pushing my head further into the bed with each thrust of your hard dick into my hot pussy. For 15 minutes you keep up this pace. I push up onto my hands and start rocking back against you. Every time you ram into me I feel you hitting my insides. Reaching under me I start rubbing my clit and the underside of your dick as you continue fucking me.



The Parking Lot



Jim had just pulled into the lot to pick up his girlfriend Sydney. It was 10pm on a Friday night and Sydney had worked late all week. Jim and Syd were supposed to have dinner that night but Syd’s project took a turn and her team needed to deliver the project in time for the start of the day in Germany. 

She picked up on one ring. “Sydney Greene…” Jim loved the sound of her voice, even when it something as routine as a greeting.

“Hey, hon, I’m in the front lot. You want me to park?”

“Hey, Jim. Why don’t you pull around back? I just need to wrap some stuff up, give me 20 minutes. I’m sorry again about dinner.”

“It’s alright. You don’t have to work this weekend do you?” Jim asked hoping he could help his lover work some of her tension out for two whole days, instead of watching her pour over reports.

“I’m all yours all weekend. Unless you want me to bring a friend…” Sydney said with a playful lilt in her voice. 

“Just hurry up and come down here so we can get home.” he replied.

Jim killed the engine and sat back in the seat. He wished he had brought a paper or something to keep himself entertained. His mind drifted to thoughts of Sydney. He loved the way she dressed for work, tailored suits that seemed to accentuate her curves. Her wavy hair was always pushed up during the day, in a way that seemed frantic, yet very much in charge.

Unlike Syd’s co-workers, Jim knew the other side of Vesuvio Consulting’s senior project manager. How she loved to have her nipples teased. He bet that no one in her office knew of Syd’s habit of mimicking his movements with her own tongue, as if she was licking an invisible pussy, while she was being feasted upon. 

Jim wondered what some of her work friends would think if they could see just how into making love Sydney really was. He guessed that Sydney kept it to herself that she loved being taken from behind and fucked in locations other than the bedroom. Jim remembered fondly their cherished spot along the expressway where they would go to have sex on the way home. Usually in the car, but on more than once occasion, Sydney had led her lover into the woods for a session of expression in the night air.

“I might have to hit that little spot on the way home tonight.” Jim thought to himself as he gazed out the front window of his Jeep Grand Cherokee. It was a warm night, maybe a roll in some real hay would be fun. 

Jim was starring off into space when some movement caught his eye. He had parked back there countless times before and knew that he could see into every office that faced the rear of the building. Each office had a huge picture window and if the occupant had kept the blinds up, you had excellent access to see inside. This time, however was different. 

Most of the blinds were closed after dark, but Jim’s eyes were drawn to the one lit office on that side of the building. He could see the top of a man’s head as he was seated in a tall leather chair with its back facing the window. What caught Jim’s attention was the redhead standing on the other side of the desk. 

She was flailing her arms about as she was talking. Jim assumed that she was either really mad or really into the project she was describing. Finally, the redhead walked to the door, shut it and walked around the desk. Jim watched as the man seated, turned his chair, so it was perpendicular with the window. 

The redhead had unbuttoned her blouse by the time she reached the man and bent down to kiss him. Now Jim was really paying attention!

Soon the man and the woman in the office were in various states of undress, and the woman was sitting on the desk. He wished he could see more, but the man had swiveled his chair around and all Jim could see was her head. Jim assumed that chair man was studying the redhead’s jewel. His assumption was soon confirmed as he watched her head lean back and waggle around.

“I am actually watching someone have sex in an office.” He thought. Jim dialed Sydney but the phone just rang and went to voice mail. Shit he thought – where is she?

The Redhead’s legs were now over the back of the chair and she was running her hands through her own hair. Jim imagined the sounds in the room. He could almost hear Chair Man’s tongue lapping Redhead’s pussy as she moaned. 

Soon the black leather chair was kicked to the side and the Redhead was on her knees on the floor. Chair Man’s shirt was unbuttoned and his pants were only one leg. Redhead’s skirt was bunched and tucked and her blouse was open, bra unclasped. She slowly frigged Chair Man’s penis to full erection and started licking from the base to the top of the shaft. She repeated this motion several times before completely engulfing him. 

This was becoming way too much for Jim to handle alone. Redhead was sucking the cock of Chair Man and playing with her nipples and clit with her hands. It was then Jim had to relieve some of the pressure and almost subconsciously took his own penis out and began stroking himself in time what he was watching.

It was in that state that Sydney found him.

“Thinking about me babe?” She whispered as she climbed into the Jeep Cherokee. Startled, Jim could only point at the scene unfolding in the office window. 

Syd looked at her colleague and friend Roni on her knees giving the account executive head. As surprised at what she saw, and the effect it was having on Jim, Sydney could not stop the heat in her own loins.

Without a word, she closed the Jeep’s door and bent forward over the console and took Jim’s cock in her mouth. Jim was instantly in heaven. Here he was watching this gorgeous redhead sucking some guy off and his own lover was doing the same to him!

After a few minutes, back in the office Redhead stood up and bent over the desk, giving Jim a prime view of her tight ass. Syd had sat up by now and was watching the scene unfold with Jim as she stroked her own clit through her panties.

As Chair Man positioned his dick and started to furiously fuck Redhead, Sydney climbed into the back seat and arranged it flat into the trunk area. Jim was next in the seat and positioned Syd so he could fuck her while they both watched Redhead and Chair Man.

Jim tried with great difficulty to match the rhythm of the office scene and eventually gave up, flipping Sydney around so he could stare into her beautiful brown eyes while they made love. 

Sydney then rolled Jim around and squatted up, releasing his cock from her. She kissed her way down his body and took his prick once again in her mouth. Sydney was a skillful lover and managed to open the tailgate without breaking contact with Jim’s penis. Jim reacted by quickly turning the dome light off, as to not give them selves away.

Eventually they changed places again, this time with Jim slowly running his tongue up and down Syd’s luscious dripping pussy. He licked her clit in several fluid repeating motions and once in a while he inserted a single finger to apply slight pressure just inside her vagina.

Both of them had their eyes closed and did not see Redhead approach the Jeep. Roni was somewhat surprised to see her friend Sydney laid out in the back of her boyfriend’s SUV moaning and arching her back. Roni, who had just blown and been fucked by a co-worker was still turned on and this scene pushed her over the edge. She opened the door, and kissed Sydney as she climbed in.

Syd was shocked and almost screamed in Roni’s mouth. Jim stopped licking Syd’s pussy long enough to see Roni look over and wink. Jim knew he had to get back to business. 

Roni broke the kiss and quickly undressed. Syd was breathing heavy and said, “Roni, we saw everything and we just couldn’t stop ourselves…”

Roni broke in, “Syd – you didn’t see everything because that asshole couldn’t keep it up and ran out the front door crying. Please, just go with this.” Before Syd could answer, she saw Roni’s ass in her face and had a mouthful of pussy and did what came naturally. 

Within minutes, Jim brought Syd to the brink and back several times and sensed that it was time to let her go. With final hard pressing of his tongue, Sydney came in wave after wave and pushed her face into Roni’s pussy. Roni grabbed for Jim and kissed him hard as Syd came. 

Jim did not miss a beat, broke the kiss and while his own lover was coming and eating her friend – he positioned his cock and stared to fuck Syd.

While Jim was fucking Syd, Roni climbed off her and stared licking Syd’s nipples and playing with both her own and Syd’s clits. Then Roni looked back at Jim and begged him to fuck her.

With a reassuring nod from his girlfriend, Jim pulled out of Syd and stood back on the ground. Roni moved to the back of the Jeep and bent over. She then pulled Syd forward and stared to eat her, while Jim planted his cock in Roni’s pussy.

It was that daisy chain that seemed to make everyone happy for quite a while and then Syd sat up, spun around and positioned herself next to Roni.

This was a sight Jim had only dreamed of: two hot women, bent over the back of his Jeep and begging to be fucked. Jim was all too happy to oblige. He pulled out and fucked Sydney for a few strokes, then dipped back into Roni. He alternated this for 15 minutes.

Then, when Jim withdrew from her, Roni knew they were all close to coming, so she lay back in the Jeep and pushed her dripping pussy in Syd’s face again. Syd, who was loving the deep penetration by Jim, happily obliged her friend.

They only lasted like that a few more minutes.

“I am coming!! OOOHHHHH I am coming!” sighed Roni as she played with nipples and thrust her pussy into Sydney’s lashing tongue.

“OOOO Yes, me too. MMMMM me too, oh yes, oh yes oh my…” Sydney was able to moan in between licks.

Then it happened. Roni’s pussy spasmed and she came in waves like never before, her face flushed and nipples piercing the air. She grabbed Syd’s head and pressed it deep into her. Sydney thrust her own ass hard against Jim as he grabbed her waits and her own inner muscles constricted around Jim’s pole. She screamed into her friend’s pussy came so hard she almost pushed Jim away.

Jim held on for dear life and shouted that he too was coming. 

Sydney could feel him gushing inside her and while he was still coming pulled away to turn around. Roni sensing what was to happen was already there to replace Syd’s pussy with her own mouth, drinking Jim’s juice in. Roni and Syd then took turns catching the seamen Jim was pumping from his cock.

As they all flopped back into the Jeep. Sydney said, “I have to work late more often.”



The Parking Lot



Thanks to my wonderful editor for giving me the confidence to submit this story!

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It was late. The parking lot was quiet and mostly empty but well lit by the full moon's light; only a few cars remained, and they were few and far between. The lovers held hands as they walked along slowly, enjoying the cool, clear May evening and gazing up at the stars. The chirping of crickets, the croaking of toads and their own footsteps was all the sound they heard; the distant murmur of activity they'd just left behind was of no consequence in their own little world.

They reached his SUV too soon; neither of them were in a rush to get home. They looked into each other's eyes - his blue met her brown - and he couldn't help but kiss her. Slowly, their heads angled, their lips met, and they tasted each other; what started as a loving kiss soon turned passionate.

His hand slowly slid up the inside of her thigh, raising the front of her skirt, as his fingers traced their way up to the place where her skin met the fabric of her panties. He could feel the warmth emanate from her, as one finger, then two, ran along her crease, covered in smooth silk; she moaned softly into his mouth, as his lips devoured hers and their tongues intertwined. 

The cool night air moved around them, swirling wildly then settling down, almost in concert with their actions. He pressed closely to her, his hard chest against her softer one; her hands gripped the lapels of his jacket as he moved her panties gently to the side and felt her smooth, warm lips beneath his fingertips. He fought the urge to rush to her sensitive spots; he wanted to make this last, to make her knees buckle. He wanted to make it so memorable that every time she passed this lot or any other that looked like it, her tummy would flutter with excitement, with remembrance of what happened that night.

He ran his fingers along her pussy lips lightly, slowly, as her kisses became less focused and the sensation of his touch overwhelmed her. He pulled his lips away from hers for a moment and opened his eyes - she was a goddess in the moonlight, her eyes closed, her lips parted, her black hair bordering her lovely face, running down to her shoulders. He leaned in and ran his tongue around her lips, then slowly along her cheek, to her jawline, down to her neck; he nibbled at the soft flesh there, breathing in her perfume and feeling her body give way to him. He gently leaned her against his vehicle as his fingers continued to slowly strum along either side of her wet, warm vagina; she shifted slightly, parting her legs a bit more; a low moan escaped her throat as his kisses moved up her neck to beneath her ear. She wrapped her arms around him tightly, as his fingers moved further back between her thighs, reaching towards her center.

He ran a finger slowly up her slit, parting her smooth, slick lips. With the tip of his index finger he found her clit; gently, he made circles around it, careful not to touch too soon, or too hard. She pulled his face up from the crevice of her neck and kissed him insistently as his trailed his way back down her lips, leaving her clit; her little frustrated moan was silenced when he teasingly ran his fingertip around her vagina, moving it into her only a fraction of an inch; she gasped as he penetrated her little by little. He pressed his lips to hers to quiet her; he didn't want to attract any unwanted attention and spoil the moment. She grabbed the back of his head and pulled his lips hard against hers, entangling her fingers in his hair as their lips mashed together passionately. She was so close now - he could feel it. 

They must have looked like near-statues to anyone casting a glance across the nearly empty parking lot, tucked together against a Chevy Blazer at night, moving subtly but urgently against each other. At her unspoken insistence - her legs opened up a little wider - he slid another finger in and curled both up inside her; she tightened around them as the pad of his thumb found her clit. Slowly at first, then gradually faster, he moved it along side that sensitive spot; with his fingers, he did the same: slowly caressing at first, then harder and faster, until finally, pistoning in and out like a hard cock would. She was soaking wet, her thighs were slick, the edge of her panties drenched; he wished he could lick and taste her, undress her, make love to her. But that would have to wait for another time. This moment was hers and hers alone.

A cool breeze blew across his face, which was wet from her kisses. His cock was hard in his slacks, aching to be released; her breathing was ragged and her body taut as his fingers danced inside of her. She pressed into him and another moan escaped her lips; he felt a gush of warm wetness all over his palm as her body tensed - whether she'd ejaculated or something else didn't matter. Taking his face in her hands, she kissed him passionately; he felt her contract around his fingers and, with a shudder, she exhaled, her breath warm on his face. She buried her face against his shoulder as she allowed herself to be taken by her orgasm; her moans shook him to his core as his cock pushed into her belly. She held him tightly as her legs turned to jelly; her head flew back, her eyelids fluttered uncontrollably as the sensations of another wave washed over her. Her moans carried on the breeze around the parking lot until her orgasm finally subsided, and her body relaxed in his arms.

He gently removed his fingers from her, running them along the warm folds of her pussy and into the cool night air. She hugged him, burying her head into his shoulder again; he smiled as she caught her breath, knowing that the image of her face in the throes of orgasm would stay with him forever.



The Parking Lot



She was like clockwork. Seven o'clock every workday; same parking spot. After parking, she would walk down the alley on the side closest to the buildings with her purse slung over one shoulder. Her eyes rarely left the ground in front of her.

I watched her from the window in the rear of the recording studio where I worked. She was pretty. Not cover girl model gorgeous. More like girl next door pretty, or the woman you see in the neighborhood that you'd most like to fuck.

It was Spring and she began wearing outfits that gave me a better indication of her figure. I liked what I saw. Full breasts; slim waist; and, long legs. She was a brunette with light streaks in a short, professional style. On windier days, the hair waved in a sexy, provocative manner.

For three weeks I had prepared for her. I began taking out trash a few minutes before she arrived so she would see me. I paid no attention to her. Never made eye contact. I was just there...a harmless object in the alley. Sometimes I would skip a day so she wouldn't get suspicious. Or I would come out a few seconds after she passed.

I always looked around when I was outside with her. Who else was around? Could anybody see us? How much noise was there?

Now I was ready. Maybe it wouldn't happen today. Somebody might drive into the parking lot or down the alley. But I was ready, and soon she would be mine.

I was at the trash bin when she drove in. A few seconds later, I heard the car door close. I lingered for a while, fumbling with the last bag of trash. Then I heard her heels clicking on the cement, growing louder with each step. I looked for cars and pedestrians. All clear.

I threw in the last bag and closed the top of the dumpster. I turned to walk towards her when I thought she was near the back door of the studio. I timed it perfectly. We arrived simultaneously. We made eye contact.

I grabbed her arm and swung her towards the building so fast she couldn't react. I pushed her inside the open door just as her first scream rang out. I slammed the door shut and threw the deadbolt.

She stumbled inside at the force of my assault. As she regained her balance and opened her mouth to scream once more, I lunged forward with a switchblade knife aimed at her throat.

She froze.

"Don't scream," I said emphatically.

I put the blade on her throat just enough to get her attention. Our hearts were pounding and I gave myself a second to calm down.

"This is a recording studio," I told her. "It's fairly soundproof. Screaming is useless. Got it?"

She had no reason to disbelieve my lie about the soundproofing, so she nodded with a scared look in her eyes. Even now she was pretty. The dark brown eyes shined brightly in the dim light. The flush on her face and the heaviness of her breathing excited me.

"Take my money. Cards. Just let me go," she said in a shaky voice.

I pulled the knife away and took a step backwards. I let my eyes scan her body.

"I don't want your money or credit cards, babe."

I saw her survey the surroundings. The large room we were in had only one door that she could see—the one we just came in. Stairs led to a second floor that overlooked where we stood. Perhaps she saw the door leading out to the fire escape.

I took a step to the side to look at her ass. She dropped her purse and ran to the steps with alarming speed. This one was going to be fun. I was three steps behind her at the top of the stairs and she raced for the door. I slowed to a walk.

The hand she had reached out with to open the door fell to her side when she saw the professional grade padlock.

"We've had more trouble with break-ins," I said calmly. "As long as we're not inspected by the city, I think we're OK."

I was within three feet of her. She faced me while trying to catch her breath. When she bolted once more, I managed to grab a handful of her blouse. I heard a rip and the side of the blouse in my hand came out of her pants. She pulled with surprising strength for a woman no taller than five and a half feet and maybe one hundred and twenty pounds.

I held on just long enough to get a second arm around her and stop her progress.

"Please don't make me get my knife back out," I said. "Hurting you was not in the plans."

"Let go of me, you fucking pig."

Her heels made every attempt to do harm to my shins. I accidentally put a hand on her tit and the rush of adrenaline from the chase and reminder of why we were there gave me enough energy to shove her against a nearby table. She doubled over with the edge of the round table across her hips.

I pressed against her ass and felt my cock react.

"I am NOT a pig," I said into her ear. "In fact, you'll be the one doing the squealing by the time we're done."

She didn't seem to appreciate my humor. A couple final kicks seemed to end her struggle. At least for now.

"You and I have this place to ourselves today, hon. I'd suggest you relax," I told her. "Do as I say and you'll walk out."

"I'll kill you, asshole," she shouted.

I hurled her around and pushed against her, causing a scream of pain to come from her as the table threatened to break her back. I pulled out the knife and flicked it open. She was quiet again long before it touched her neck.

"What did I saw about screaming?"

I let the sharp tip all but penetrate her smooth skin. She turned her head away as far as she could.

"Why are you fighting me?" I asked her. "This could be so easy."

I took a minute to admire her face. She was twenty four or twenty five, I guessed. On the brink of becoming a woman, but with lots of teenage-like qualities. I couldn't wait to see her body.

The knife slid down the center of her throat and into the open collar of her blouse. The first button was already unfastened. Just a hint of the rise of her breasts was evident below that as she leaned back. I put the knife below the next button as if to cut it off.

"If I was a pig, a fucking pig, I would cut your clothes off," I said. "But I'm not. You'll need something to wear out of here. So I'll do this gently. You can thank me later."

I put the knife in my pocket once more.

"Get up on the table," I ordered.

With my help, she got her ass on the edge of the table. I stood between her legs, prepared for another struggle. But her options were extremely limited. I pushed her back a couple inches so her legs dangled over the edge.

"Now, where were we?"

I opened the button I threatened to cut off. She refused to look at me, staring down and to the side the entire time. I could hear her quick breathing and feel her heart when I let my fingers remain on her skin before moving down to the next button.

I paused for a second and I saw her eyes almost dart up to my hand. I wanted her to always be guessing; always unsure what was coming next. I ran my finger across her skin and then back to the blouse. The top of her white bra came into view.

I undid the next button. Now a good portion of her tits could be seen. The rest hid behind a bra; a very thin bra. She acted as if she wanted to pull away when my right hand slid inside the blouse and onto the exposed skin at the top of her tit.

When I applied just the slightest pressure, she violently turned and threw her legs up in an attempt to roll off the table. I grabbed the blouse. It opened on its own, with one button flying onto the floor. I grabbed her arm and pulled her back. At the same time, I pressed her down against the table so she was on her back.

My chest held her down. I held her arms slightly above her head. Then I slapped her so fast she couldn't move away in time. Her scream echoed around us.

"You had your one chance to play nicely," I said. "You fucked it up, so play time's over. I'm going to get off you now and if you make one move—one fucking tiny move—I'll slit your throat wide open. Do you understand THAT?"

When she didn't reply, I slapped her harder.

"Yes," she cried.

I got up and watched her. She didn't move except to follow me with her eyes. I walked to a nearby drawer and pulled out two pairs of handcuffs. If she was going to run, it would be now. She didn't budge.

I quickly closed a handcuff around a leg of the table she was on, and the other end around one of her wrists. I repeated this on the other side and my lovely subject was in place, her arms stretched out above her head.

My cock quickly hardened at the sight of her on her back, the blouse lying completely open, and her tiny white bra the only thing between me and her tits.

"I'm sorry, babe. But you gave me no choice. The rest is up to you. Easy or hard. You decide," I said as I walked around her.

I ran my hands down the back of her pant legs until reaching her shoes. I flicked them off and kicked them under the table. I applied enough pressure to push her legs apart and moved toward her while my fingers slid up the inside of her thighs. Both hands glided over her pussy and onto her bare stomach.

The blouse was completely untucked from the struggle so I caressed her skin all the way to her tits. There, I encased them in my palms and felt the bra slip back and forth as I squeezed. My cock ached inside my pants, wanting desperately to get out.

I moved back down to the top of her pants. I unbuttoned them.

"Let's start here," I said as I pulled down the zipper. I tugged on the pants and uncovered the waistline of her panties. A few seconds later, the pants had joined the shoes under the table and I was admiring the long, lean legs of my captive.

My fingers danced over her skin, up and down, back and forth, until ending up at the bottom of her panties. I slid fingers from both hands inside them. I purposely avoided her pussy, knowing we'd get there soon enough. It would benefit me later if she was a little stimulated first.

I changed my point of attack again to her upper body. I yanked back the blouse as far as her arms would let me and then I pulled out my knife one last time.

"I think you'll have to go home tonight without a bra," I said.

The blade slid under one of the bra straps. With a sudden jerk, the strap was slit open and she gasped loudly. The other strap got the same treatment, but without the same amount of fear on her part. I put the knife away, confident the rest could be done with my hands.

"You have more at home, I assume. Although, it looks to me you really shouldn't be hiding these wonderful breasts from our view," I said.

My fingers were on the top of her tits, pushing the bra lower and lower. Then I reached under her and found the hook. Once it was open, I went back to the front, where her nipples were about the only things left uncovered.

"Alright, babe. Let's have a look."

I used a single finger to gently lift off the bra and toss it aside. I couldn't help but stare at the incredible, firm mounds. They filled her chest and would have been perfect even without the erotic nipples that rose from the middle of the areolas.

She squirmed when I rolled the nipples between my fingers. They quickly doubled in size and turned a bright pink. I knew I could go back to them later and, perhaps, get the results I wanted.

But she still wore her panties and nothing was going to happen until she was naked. I teasingly pulled them down a few inches at a time, playing with the newly exposed skin as I went. Eventually, her neatly shaven pussy was visible. The lips were full without hiding too much of her hole and clit. My mouth watered and my cock grew another inch.

I took off the panties and, except for the blouse that fell open at her sides, she was nude.

"Very, very nice. It's too bad I can't see the back, but maybe later. OK?"

She didn't respond and I didn't expect her to. But then I said, "I'm going to make a prediction. You're pretty quiet right now. I predict the volume will rise shortly and before it's done...now listen up...before it's done you will be begging me for more. It may be hard to believe right now. But you heard it here first."

I started by cupping her tits in my hands and sliding my tongue across each nipple several times. She wriggled back and forth, straining against the handcuffs. In the process, she accidentally rubbed her pussy against my cock. I didn't need any more incentive, but feeling her body touch my crotch did the trick.

I practically devoured her tits. I sucked on them as hard as I could and licked every inch of her chest. I drove my body into hers and felt my cock press between her legs.

The pain was too much. I stood up straight and took off my pants. I didn't think she could see my cock, so I didn't waste time putting on a show while pulling down my shorts. She'd find out how hard I was soon enough. In fact, I immediately moved forward and when my cock hit her clit, this time it was the real thing.

I rubbed up and down a few times while playing with her tits. She struggled and fidgeted, but how much of it was in reaction to sexual excitement I couldn't tell. I was determined to make my prediction come true and I had a plan.

I began licking down the front of her body. Past her navel. Over her stomach. To the top of her pussy. Only once did she try to squeeze her legs shut to keep me out, but I easily forced them apart and kneeled down to begin a long process that, I hoped, would ultimately make me a prophet.

I licked everywhere except where she would want me to if this was consensual sex. More than once I skirted around her clit or licked the outside of her cunt without entering it. Her juices began to flow and the sweet liquid gathered on my tongue.

Then, at last, I started licking her a few inches below her clit and methodically moved up. This time I didn't avoid it. My tongue touched it and I felt her body shiver. Again and again I very lightly licked her. She twisted her hips to get away, but I held her in place.

I went back down to her pussy and covered my tongue with her sweet juice. Quickly, I moved up to her face and kissed her hard. My tongue forced its way onto her lips and inside her mouth.

"Taste it," I said. "Taste yourself. You're wet, and horny. You don't want me to stop, do you?"

She didn't answer. Her eyes were closed, but I knew she had tasted the same thing as me. The unmistakable taste and smell of a woman ready to cum.

I returned to her clit. Thirty seconds of attention had her squirming and uttering moans that could have been sounds of resistance or sounds of pleasure. No single, definable words came from her mouth. But, clearly, she was affected by what I was doing to her.

I didn't want her to cum...yet...so I moved down and slowly inserted my tongue inside her cunt. She was sopping wet. I probed every corner of her hole with the tip of my tongue and fucked her until the moans returned.

I figured it was time to find out how she was feeling. I leaned over her body and spread more of her juices across her lips.

"Are you ready? Do you want to cum?"

This time she was looking at me. She said defiantly, "Never!"

My cock was rubbing against her clit. I felt her lower body react.

"But you're so fucking wet, babe. Your body is telling you it wants to cum. Here—let me show you."

I reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit harder than I had up to that point. My other hand was on her tit, squeezing the nipple just as hard. She stifled her moans as long as she could before a loud gasp escaped. I plunged a single finger deep inside her cunt and moved it in and out rapidly.

"Now?"

She shook her head in denial and was nearly in tears.

With my hand back on her clit, I leaned down and took a tit in my mouth. I licked it and sucked on it furiously. My cock was throbbing so much I thought I might cum without ever getting to fuck her. I needed to convince her quickly.

I bit on the nipple and she squealed. Her hips rose and fell as if she was fucking my hand. She was close.

I put my cock between her legs again and leaned close to her face.

"I can fuck you now if you want. Imagine my long, hard cock inside your cunt, pleasing you until you cum. Think of how good it would feel to cum."

I felt the tip of my cock hit her clit once more. She flinched.

"Do you want to cum?"

A tear dripped down the side of her face. She stared at me with the most mournful eyes I'd ever seen.

"Say it."

I roughly kneaded her tit.

I thought I saw her nod.

"Say it!"

"Yes," she barely whispered.

I smiled. "Tell me to fuck you."

She was silent, but her body was speaking to her and me.

"Tell me!"

"OK," she said.

"OK what?"

After a long pause, she nearly shouted, "Fuck me!"

"Do you want to cum?"

"Yes!"

"Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me and let me cum!"

With a sudden, violent thrust, I plunged my cock into her cunt. Her piercing scream of surprise was unlike anything I'd ever heard. The next thrust pushed her back a couple inches on the table. I held her by the waist and shoved my cock into her a few more times. She grunted with each one, but the amount of fluid surrounding my cock assured me she was in no pain.

I was intent on fucking her and not having sex as if we were lovers. This was pure lust. I'd wanted her for too long to make this first act anything less than a conclusion to my plan to have her. My only concession would be letting her cum at the same time.

She was showing very few signs of total rejection. Granted, she wasn't going anywhere because of the handcuffs. But her reaction to the fucking was more amenable than I expected. Maybe she truly was horny enough to cum.

I was able to keep my cock in her and lean down to continue sucking on her tits. If she had a weak spot, this was it. After a moment of serious nibbling, she actually wrapped her legs around my waist. The noises she made now weren't even moans. They sounded more like pre-orgasm mutterings.

I managed to get a hand between us and onto her clit. That was the final straw.

She screamed, "No. No! Don't make me...please don't!"

I rubbed harder.

"Stop! Oh my God, stop!"

She had to know I wouldn't until she came. I only had to wait a few more seconds.

She didn't announce it except to stiffen her body and raise her ass off the table. I pounded her with my cock a couple times and she shouted out as the orgasm hit her. I was stunned at the intensity of it. She dug her heels into my ass and pulled on the handcuffs while her body shook uncontrollably. Her tits rolled back and forth erotically, but I was too busy holding on to her to do anything with them.

The accumulated effect of the buildup to this day, the actual taking of her, the stripping and teasing, and now her orgasm, was that my cock was about to explode. The louder she got and harder she thrashed about, the closer I came.

She was just finishing up when the first shot of my cum flowed into the deep recesses of her cunt. I began a series of short, aggressive thrusts, each one accompanied by a deep groan and another spurt of cum. The table threatened to slide across the floor as I pushed harder. The slapping of my skin against hers sounded like somebody clapping.

And anybody watching would have appreciated the show we put on. She was magnificent in her uncontrolled orgasm and the sight of my cock slamming into her repeatedly, with our combined juices making it shimmer in the light, was enough to keep me hard.

By the time I was done, she was lying limp on the table. Her bangs clung to her forehead from perspiration. Her breathing was uneven and very audible. Actually, she looked very sexy...still.

I pulled out.

"Well, you seemed to enjoy that," I said.

"Fuck you."

"No. Fuck YOU," I replied. "And I think we'll have to do that once again after you recover."

I slid my pants back on. I found the keys to the handcuffs in a drawer and unlocked one of the cuffs around the table leg. I did the same with the second pair, and held her arms above her head so she wouldn't try anything stupid.




The Parking Lot



"Get up," I ordered.

She made it onto her feet with considerable effort. Undoubtedly, she hurt in many places. With her hands pulled behind her, I told her to walk to the railing overlooking the first floor. I also took this opportunity to pull off her blouse.

"Sit with your back to the railing," I said.

She got on her ass and I fastened the handcuffs around the bottom railing so that her arms were stretched out as if she were on a cross. I admired her naked body once more. Now that she was somewhat upright, her breasts showed their true shape and size. Not counting online browsing during my spare time, these were the best tits I'd ever seen. I was convinced of that by the fact my cock twitched at the sight, despite having just emptied itself.

But my next idea of how to use her now that I had her would have to wait. I wanted my cock to be fully loaded.

###

I spent the next half hour gathering up her clothes—what was left of them—and making sure we were still alone. I checked the doors just to be safe and got online to make sure nobody had e-mailed about coming into the studio. Everything appeared normal.

My captive was quiet. Not that I didn't expect some more resistance during the day, but it was a little less stressful with her voice not bouncing off the studio walls. I went up to her and she met me with a look of despise mixed with apprehension.

Previously, I had slid a large pillow under her ass to help ease the pain of sitting on the floor. Now it would come in handy again.

"Let's get you on your knees," I said.

With a little effort and precise placement of the pillow, she was able to get on her knees with her back against the railing. Her bare feet hung over the edge, but she wasn't going anywhere with the handcuffs still secured.

I couldn't resist reaching down and holding her firm tits in my hands. I rolled them and pressed them against her chest, feeling the supple skin comply with the shape of my palms. I didn't quite get the same response from her that I did earlier, but I didn't expect to, either. At least she wasn't kicking and screaming.

My crotch was all but in her face the entire time I played with her tits. I was getting harder by the second and I determined the time had come for more creative uses of her body.

I opened my pants and let them fall to the floor. My stiff cock sprang out and hovered around her face. The more she tried to avoid it, the closer I got until it finally slid back and forth across her cheeks and mouth.

"What's the matter, babe? A little while ago you were begging for it," I taunted her.

Her lips were clamped shut in defiance. But I would always have the final say on what happened. For now, the slapping of my cock against her face was making me harder and more eager for her mouth.

"Open up," I said. "See if the taste of the juices that poured out of you is still there."

She refused, so I grabbed her by the hair. Her eyes widened and she looked up at me with fright.

"I said open up, damn it."

Her lips parted and I forced the tip of my cock between them. Only after a strong push did I penetrate them fully. She gagged momentarily before allowing the cock to rest on her tongue.

"I'm going to have you just about every way a woman can be had," I said. "This will be the easiest if you just sit there and enjoy it."

I didn't expect her to enjoy it, but already the sensation of her lips clamped around me and her wet tongue on the underside of my cock was reminding me of how hard I came earlier. This time she would swallow my cum. I considered how nice it would be to watch my cock spread cum over her face and tits. But there would be plenty of opportunities later in the day.

I began to fuck her mouth in earnest.

She had to lean forward a little bit to avoid cracking the back of her head on the railing. That only increased the satisfaction for me and gave me an opportunity to hold her in place while the pace picked up. Her hair felt wonderful in my hands as I cupped her head in my palms. I watched her tits sway as her body was affected by my thrusts. She was silent except for the few instances where I pushed hard enough to hit the back of her throat. Even then, my cock prevented her from making too much noise.

We could have gone on all day as far as I was concerned. But my balls started to warn me that I'd be cumming soon.

"Get ready, babe. If I see you spit this out, there will be consequences."

She gave no indication of acknowledgment. This time, however, she'd have little choice and she probably knew it.

I couldn't tell for sure, but a minute later she should have been tasting the precum leaking from the tip of my cock. I was throbbing and could feel it prepare to unload.

"Suck on it, bitch! Suck my cock!"

I put both hands behind her head to prevent any damage from the furious thrusts that would soon result in an eruption. Then I pulled her to me and held my cock inside her mouth while my balls pushed cum inside my cock. I moaned loudly, drove my cock into her a couple more times, and then felt it burst into an orgasm.

"Ahhhhhh fuck!"

Cumming so soon after fucking her increased the intensity of it all. Each blast of cum was an effort, but one well worth making.

"Yes! Yes!" I shouted with each new shot.

Not a single drop appeared outside her mouth. She took every one of the half dozen or so blasts with skill and kept her lips and tongue working. I was totally spent at the end.

"Holy shit," I said as I pulled out. "Do you do this for a living?"

If looks could kill, or if she could have escaped from the handcuffs, I would have been dead. I got dressed and let her sit back down on the pillow before heading downstairs.

###

It was a couple hours before I felt I had the ability to do her justice with my cock one last time. Ever since the first time I saw her, there was something I'd wanted to do. Today would be the day.

As I walked up the steps, viewing her fine body from behind, I got excited at the prospects. I'm not sure I could say the same for her. The look of dread was on her face again.

"I bet you'd like to stand up for a change," I said. "Now remember: no trouble or you'll pay for it."

I moved the handcuffs, and her, so that she was standing and facing the railing. She leaned against it and stretched her long legs to get the blood flowing. I spent the entire time openly staring at the finest ass I'd ever seen. The tight cheeks curved gently down to the top of her thighs. Her pussy beckoned me and I silently assured it more attention would be paid to it soon.

"I hope you've enjoyed the day so far," I said as I ran fingers over her ass. "You'll be leaving before long. We just have one more favor to ask."

My fingers found her cunt. Then I moved up to her clit and made her stiffen with a few solid swipes.

"You may not want to, but I'm going to predict that you'll cum again. You should know by now not to doubt me."

I moved away and rummaged through the same drawer that contained the handcuffs. I wondered what must have been going through her mind. When I found what I wanted, I returned to her, making sure she couldn't see what I had in my hand.

"You have a very lovely ass," I told her. "I'm sure you've been told that many times before."

She was speechless while I let her feel my fingers slide across her skin. Her feeble attempts to pull away were useless, of course.

"So soft, and tight."

I ran a finger up the length of her slit.

"Or are you tight?"

This time I let her feel the plastic; the hard plastic with the ribbed surface. I pressed it between her cheeks. I heard her gasp.

"Have you ever had a cock up the ass, babe?"

I saw her clutch the railing a little tighter.

"Well? Have you?"

"No," she whimpered.

"Then we don't really know if you're tight or not, do we," I said, continuing the journey of the dildo up and down her ass. "If that's the case, there's only one way to find out."

I gave the false impression that I was about to enter her with the fake cock. She was on her tip toes in an attempt to prevent it or prepare for it, one or the other. I pulled it back after splitting her cheeks just a little wider this time.

"But it would be unfair for you not to be ready for it. Especially the first time," I said with phony concern. "I think I remember a couple ways to make you, shall we say, 'want' it?"

With one hand I began playing with a tit and nipple. The other hand, containing the dildo, went between her legs and straight onto her clit.

"Spread 'em," I said, and her legs instantly separated wider.

The plastic ribs scraped back and forth across her clit while I massaged her tit. The now-familiar gyrations of her body, indicating she was stimulated, returned. Her nipples grew stiffer and her unsteady breath proved to me I was hitting the right spots. 

"How about now?" I asked her. "Are you ready?"

She mumbled a negative response.

"Bend over more," I told her.

I had a perfect view of her glistening pussy and exposed ass. Both holes were inviting. But I couldn't resist.

I'm not sure what came over me at that instant. It would have been so easy, and humane, to plow the dildo into her wet cunt. I certainly knew from experience that she could handle THAT. But, no. I decided to aim higher.

The tip of the dildo touched the dark entrance.

She screamed, "No! Not there! Please!"

It was too late. I rammed nearly the entire length of the dildo into her ass. The shriek that resulted was indescribable. She practically rolled over the railing in her attempt to rise up and forward to detach herself from the dildo.

I very slowly began to withdraw it, but never took it completely out. When I saw the tip, I plunged it back into her. I repeated the process a half dozen times. She was sobbing as she leaned against the railing and her legs trembled unsteadily.

"Please stop," she wept in a soft voice.

I stopped long enough to use my free hand to massage her clit. Then the dildo once again began its journeys in and out of her ass. She must have been terribly confused by the mixed messages her body were sending her. However, I thought I could guess which message would win out over the other.

The harder and faster I manipulated her clit, the less she seemed to care about the intrusion of her ass. At least, she was giving fewer audible signs of distress. The more recognizable sounds of her growing excitement took over.

"You're going to cum again, aren't you?" I said to her. "Admit it. You're going to cum."

Her silence spoke volumes. She couldn't even muster a denial because of the growing pressure inside her cunt.

"Just tell me when you want me to fuck you," I told her.

Another minute or two passed and she acted as if she was on the verge of making the request. But I never heard the words, nor could I wait for them.

I got my cock ready and hastily withdrew the dildo. If she was thinking about relaxing, I never gave her the chance. My cock drove inside her soaking wet cunt and I began to fuck her from behind. She moaned and I was unable to determine if it was from approval or disapproval. My answer would come a few seconds later.

Just as I was preparing to pour another load of cum inside her cunt, she started her own orgasm. She eagerly accepted my thrusts with a return push of her ass back at me. Her head tilted back in contentment as the orgasm grew stronger.

"Kevin. Kevin!"

###

"Kevin! It's almost seven. You better get that trash out before Rick gets here and has a fit."

I awoke in a start. I could sense my erection and sat up straight. My eyes opened to the sight of old lady Marian, the cleaning lady. I jumped up, still half asleep.

"Alright. Alright," I said drearily.

I mechanically grabbed the trash and took it out to the dumpster. Across the alley, a car was just pulling into the parking lot.



The Parking Lot



You grabbed me suddenly twisted your fingers into my hair and pulled my head to the side exposing my neck then you bit right at that tender spot O god it felt so good my knees buckled and I would have fallen if you hadn't been holding my waist with your other arm. Your teeth dug and scraped against my neck and the shock it sent through my body went strait to my pussy effectively soaking it. It had been silly that only a few seconds ago I was worried that it might hurt, it did hurt but it was pleasure-pain. You stopped and I craved more. I slumped against your chest surrendering to you completely. Your hand rubbed the place you had bit both soothing it and increasing the sensation. "Wow" I said.

"Ha," he chuckled "that was only a little taste. I'm only teasing you are you sure you can handle more."

It pissed me off he was amused and treating me like a child. I could handle anything he could throw at me I was sure. "I can handle it." I said indignantly.

"I can handle it what?" he growled.

"I can handle it, Master." I corrected myself, suddenly feeling less sure. The use of that word highlighted the power he had over me, but I still knew I wanted more. He must have known too because his hand moved to my breast where he started to kneed and pinch my nipple. My nipples hardened to little diamonds and my pussy became even more moist I was sure that he could smell my sex even through my underwear and jeans it made me nervous.

"Lean back against the car slut." he commanded. I responded to both his will and his word leaning back against my car in the nearly empty community college parking lot. It was about 5:30 on a Friday and the chances of someone catching us were slim but it still exited me that anyone could be watching. By leaning against the car I had freed up the hand he had been using to support my weight. While with one hand he continued to play with my breasts the other moved down to the crotch of my jeans. 

I moaned and thrust my hips forward begging you with my body, but that wasn't enough for you needed to push my humiliation. "What is it that you want little slut?" you asked.

Damn him and that word I'm not a slut, but even as I thought it I begged, "Touch me master." Instead he moved his hand away completely. I almost cried I needed him so bad. I moaned again and thrust my hips forward desperately trying to make contact with any part of his body.

"Bitch," he said angrily and pinched my nipple hard. My mind cried out in pain and pulse quickened I was scared of his anger and already I had disappointed this man I longed to please. "Now filthy slut tell me what it is you want and where and I will consider it."

I was ashamed and I did not want to say those words, but my need overcame. "Master please fuck my pussy with your fingers." I begged him. 

"Good girl." he said and he softened slightly. He returned his hand to the crotch of my jeans and undid the button then the zipper slowly. I could not look kept me head turned to the side ashamed at what he would find there, the signs of my arousal. He dipped his fingers into my vagina past the unshaven patch of hair and felt my dripping swollen pussy. "God your such a filthy whore." You whispered in my ear as you shoved two fingers deep into my cunt. "You are so wet, you love this you love being treated like a dirty slut." I whimpered and tried to piston myself on his fingers going wild again with desire. He slapped me across the face, "Stop bitch" you commanded. You wrapped your fingers in my hair and pulled hard twisting my face around to look at you, tears came to my eyes. "You forget that there are rules," you say dangerously, "you do what I say, not the other way around. I am the Master and you are the slut, when I want you to use my fingers to masturbate yourself like a helpless animal I will tell you. Until then stand still and try to show a little control."

"Yes, Master I'm sorry Master." I said. Trying my hardest to look away and failing because he still held my head in place by gripping my hair. His fingers rubbed little circles around my clit and it was all I could do stay still. I didn't want to disappoint him again. At the same time he pulled my head roughly to the side again using my hair and bites my neck again. Right when I am sure I will come he removes his hand from my pants and brings it up to my mouth.

"Suck" he commands. At first I don't want to, but I open my mouth and obey. Taking his cum soaked fingers in my mouth, I suck my juices off of them, cleaning them of every last drop. When I am done he smiles at me I know he is pleased. I hope this means he will allow me to cum, but it doesn't happen.

"Go home," he says, "and do not masturbate your self to finish. Next time we play make sure you are shaved and wearing a skirt, I like to have easy access to what is mine." He explains.

"Yes Master." I say and he turns and walks to his car. I get into my own car sloppy and frustrated, already thinking about when I will see him again.



The Parking Lot



"Meet me in the parking lot behind the rink at 2:30 ;) " was all the text message said. Drea stared at her phone, confused, wondering why her friend, Karl, had sent that to her, or if it was even intended for her.

"Karl - I think you sent this to me by mistake. - Drea", she texted back.

"Drea - no mistake, and no questions. The rink @ 2:30, k?"

"k," she responded, still feeling puzzled and confused.

Drea looked at her watch and noticed it was just past 1pm. She checked her calendar and was surprised to find that it was clear for the afternoon, she didn't have any meetings and she was fairly well caught up on her work, so she could slip out of the office for a few hours without being missed. "But why does he want to meet up with me? It's the start of the summer, the ice rink shut down for the season about a month ago, and I haven't talked to Karl since that tournament that our kids played in a couple of months ago," she wondered. "I wonder if something is wrong, maybe he needs someone to talk to? Maybe he's in trouble? This is just weird."

She had always found herself attracted to Karl. Their kids played together on the same hockey team, and even though they came from very different backgrounds, they were alike in many ways. He had a great sense of a humor and always made her laugh, and even though he sometimes had a tough exterior, she knew he was a softie on the inside by the way he interacted with the kids. Plus he was so damn cute and sexy!

* * *

Karl's heart was beating wildly in his chest and his hands shook as he put the phone down on his desk. "I can't believe I just did that," he thought with a mild sense of panic. "What if I chicken out? What if she doesn't show? What if she's so offended that she drives away in anger and calls my wife? Oh my god, what did I just get myself into?" He took a few deep breaths as he closed his eyes and tipped his chair back, trying to relax. But the anxiety was fueled with obvious arousal as he felt his dick twitch and begin to swell. He reached down and stroked the length of his cock through his jeans, giving his balls a squeeze as he let out a groan and thought about Drea's enormous tits and how badly he had always wanted to get his hands on them. For years, images of Drea had filled his head during his whack-off sessions when his wife wasn't in the mood.

* * *

Drea pulled into the parking lot and spotted Karl's truck parked in the back, just like he said, hidden from view of the road. She pulled up beside it so their driver's side windows were facing each other and she rolled down her window. Karl's window was already down, and his left arm was resting on the windowsill. He didn't look hurt, upset, or in trouble - he looked somewhat peaceful, yet his cheeks were flush and his pupils were wide as he looked at her with... lust? Is that what it was? Karl's right arm was out of view but it looked as if he were slowly pulling on something in his lap.

Suddenly it hit her like a lightning bolt as she caught a glimpse of skin where his hand was stroking, and her eyes went wide, "OH MY GOD! Karl, what are you doing?" she shrieked.

He let out a moan and his eyes twinkled as he stared deeply into her eyes and said in a calm, deep voice, "Don't get out of your car, just slide your pants down".

She hesitated for a moment and her heart began beating nervously. He moved his left arm out of the way so she could see the full length of his stiff cock being stroked gently yet firmly by his right hand. He continued at a steady pace, reassured that she wasn't angry or offended, but waiting for her to comprehend the situation and see if she would play along. His hand went to the top and squeezed the head to milk out a few drops of pre-cum before using it to lubricate his hand and slide his tight fist back down the shaft to tug on his balls.

"Karl, I don't know about this," she whispered in a paranoid voice, glancing around the lot to see if anyone could see them. There was a part of her that was scared and nervous, yet another part of her that was really turned on and intrigued by this surprising turn of events in their friendship!

"Slide your pants down," he repeated without breaking the gaze into her eyes, as he continued to pump his cock.

Slowly and obediently, Drea did as Karl asked.

"Panties too."

Again, she followed his command, pulling both her pants and her panties down to her ankles while she sat bare-assed in the leather seat of her car.

"Drea, I want to watch you. Spread your legs wide so I can see that pretty pussy. I want to see you touch yourself and get yourself off while I do the same. Unbutton your shirt and take off your bra."

Fire burned in her eyes as she looked at him and did exactly as he asked. Exposed, Drea used one hand to rub and squeeze her tits while her other hand slid between her legs, around her silky folds. Her fingers were so warm and soft, it felt so good to touch herself. She couldn't resist looking over and down at Karl's thick, hot meat, topped with a big purple head that glistened with pre-cum. Drea's mouth began to salivate as she imagined having that gorgeous cock in her hungry mouth. "Karl, I feel silly, can I come over there? I want to touch you, feel you."

"No touching, we can only watch each other. You've gotta stay in your car."

Frustrated, but willing to go along with his desires, she licked her lips and swallowed deeply, aching to feel him inside her mouth and wet pussy. She let her fingers explore every inch of her womanhood. She would rub the outside of her mound, squeezing her lips to press her clit between them, then open her legs wide to explore the folds before thrusting a couple of fingers into her cunt as she moaned. With her other hand, she continued to squeeze and pinch her nipples, turning them into rocks on her huge tits. After finger-fucking herself, Drea would rub her clit, drawing neat little circles around it before rubbing vigorously, then she would easy off by massaging her mound again and starting the cycle over. She was getting so wet with arousal, leaking all over the seat. "Thank goodness leather seats clean well!" she mused to herself.

Karl watched her intently, beating off slowly and rhythmically as he watched her get herself off. The pleasure she was experiencing was obvious - this was a girl who knew how to make herself feel good! Looking down at his cock, he wasn't sure if it had ever been this big and hard. Drea had such a look of horniness and pleasure on her face as she masturbated herself while watching him do the same, and he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to hold off. He wanted to touch her so badly, but they were both married and somehow he rationalized that it wasn't cheating if you didn't actually touch the other person, so he resisted the temptation to grab her and fuck the living shit out of her. Still, a guy could dream, right? He kept imagining how good it would feel to be inside her, burying himself in her hot, slick cunt, or having her devour his cock in her cute little mouth while he put his hands in her hair and fucked her face. The more he thought about these things while watching her, the bigger his cock seemed to grow. He was stroking and squeezing his shaft while pulling on his balls.

She was so turned on that she knew she couldn't hold off for long. Her face was bright red from arousal and her breathing became quick and shallow as she rubbed herself more quickly while jabbing fingers inside her soaked pussy. Panting and moaning, she could feel herself starting to shudder and shake.

Karl could see she was close, "I want to see you come first. Come hard, baby, then watch me spunk all over my steering wheel." She watched him stroke as he egged her on, "Rub it, baby, pretend that's my tongue between your sweet lips, lapping up your juices." She panted harder. "Can you feel me sucking your clit?" She moaned and rubbed. "Imagine if my cock was slamming inside you right now. Would that feel good? Do you want that?"

"Oh god yes, Karl, I do, can I have it? Please? I want it so bad. Please will you fuck me? Fuck me hard. I want you." She looked at him in horny desperation as she uttered these phrases in short, rapid bursts because she was breathing so fast and heavily.

"Not today, only watching. Finger fuck yourself, I want to see you get off. I want to see you spray your juices all over that pretty car of yours. Pretend I'm sucking your clit while sticking my fingers in your pussy and your ass. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you, you filthy dirty girl?"

Closing her eyes and imagining the scene he described, Drea could hold back no longer. She screamed out as her orgasm hit in waves, soaking her seat with her slippery juices. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her head was tipped back as she got lost in ecstasy. She continued to rub herself off until the last peak finally subsided, then she opened her eyes and looked at him again with lust, satisfied but still craving the real thing.

As soon as her eyes settled back on his hand stroking his hard cock, his trigger fired and he yelled out as string after string of hot, thick, sticky cum shot high up into the air, spraying the roof, the seat, the steering wheel and the dashboard. He couldn't recall ever blowing such a big load and it seemed like it would continue forever. Squeezing the last couple of drops out, Karl felt completely drained, and with his head back against the headrest he slowly rolled his head in her direction. Karl smiled and looked in her eyes, and could think of nothing more to say than to slowly drawl, "Wowwwww."

"I know. Wow!" she repeated slowly, still panting slightly.

"Thank you for meeting me here. Can we do this again sometime?" he asked nonchalantly as he zipped his pants back up and began to wipe the cum out of the interior of his truck with a napkin.

"If there's a next time, I need more. I want you inside me - I can't stand just watching. I want to feel the real thing! Your cock is amazing and I need to experience it" she said as she cleaned herself up.

"We'll see," he said with a wink, then roared the engine to life. "Have a great day." And he waved as he drove away. 

Drea sat there in stunned silence, still hardly able to believe that this actually happened. Then a smile formed across her lips as she began to think about what their next encounter might hold...