0 comments/ 32138 views/ 1 favorites The Drive Home By: Raelinn69 I thought about you all day today. I couldn't wait till I would see, feel and taste you once more. The very thought chilled me and sent tingling surges through me. I could feel my legs begin to move, grinding my thighs together. Shaking, I felt myself began to become wet. I knew exactly what I had to do once my day at work was over. I would rush home and prepare for the feast that awaited me. I watched as the time continued to creep by. Nearly driving me mad. The harder I tried to clear my mind of such sumptuous thoughts the more I wanted you, the more I wanted to touch myself. My sex began to throb so, to the very point I thought I would have to hurry off to the ladies room. I fought harder to keep my composure, telling myself over and over again how much sweeter it would be the moment I got a taste and I had to just be patient. All of that was easier said then done. Finally, I watched as the hand on the wall-clock inched closer and closer to my quitting hour. It seemed as if it slowed down and was moving in slow motion that is if it were moving at all. At last, 5:00 PM had arrived and I was off and out the door quicker than ever. On my drive home, those thoughts once again began to dance around my mind. I could see your lips smiling at me, feel the softness of them as they pressed against mine. The warmth of your tongue sliding between mine, hearing your moans as I gently sucked on your tongue and I kissed you back. Your echoing sensuous moans stampeding through my mind, heart and soul and I knew more than ever I had to have you. Before I had realized it I had gotten swept away, cascaded back to a sensuous moment shared with my love and my hand began to wander. I kept my left hand on the wheel and my right began to explore under my skirt. I had no problem feeling my own dampness, how wet, how warm it was. I wore no panties so I pushed my skirt up further around my waist. I inserted my first finger and stroked my clit with my thumb slowly, gently rubbing it. I felt myself on the verge about to cream. I struggled to again stay focused, keeping my eyes open and on the road, my left hand on the wheel and my mind slightly attuned on driving. My mind continued to fall back in time, back to the last moment I was with you. I could smell your cologne as it danced seductively through my senses. Arousing me even more, how it mingled with the scent of our bodies was an orgasmic experience itself. I stroked my clit one last time and tickled my twat with my finger, dwelling deep inside and I withdrew it and began to taste my own juices. I sucked on my own fingers as if it were your mouth, your lips closing around my finger, your tongue lapping at every drop of my nectar. I pulled my fingers from my hungry mouth and began to seek out the nipples of my breasts. I slowly moved my hand and fingers over my lips, tracing the full shape of them. My hand moved down over my chin and onto my neck, further down finally reaching the first button on my blue silk blouse. One button after the other, until my delicious 40D's were exposed, heaving anxiously in their black satin bra. My hand gradually moved over each breast, tweaking each nipple just so, just enough to make them hard, make them even more erect. My big black nipples hardened and felt so sweet pressing against the fabric of my bra. I slipped the cups of the bra down under my breasts and began to cream harder as I looked down and stole a glimpse at their beauty. Twisting my plumb nipples between my index finger and thumb of my right hand sent chills through me. I became so hot I thought I would have to pull over and masturbate until I came. But the thought of getting closer to home, closer to my man gave me the motivation to drive on …drive a bit faster I might add. I knew exactly what I would do when I reached my destination, what I wanted to do to you and have you do to me. Could I hold out long enough? Could I suppress such an untamable urge? The Drive Home The rain beat against her windshield as she drove down the nearly deserted street. It was only 9:30, but by this time all the malls were closed and as it was the middle of the week, people didn't have a reason to be out, so she practically had the roads to herself. And how she loved it; normally she would drive fast, just wanting to get home as fast as possible, but tonight? Nah, tonight was beautiful, it was simply beautiful, the rain pounding against the roof of her car, demanding entrance, which caused her to smile secretly. Trying to force penetration; yes, that's the word that ran over and over in her mind, penetration. Her fingers tightened their grip over the steering wheel as she shifted her hips, painfully teasing herself. Ah, erotic. That's what it was, sinfully erotic and there was nothing she could do about, except allow herself to be swept away, give into the most basic human instinct. Allow her mind to be drowned out in pleasure, his soft, alluring voice filling her ears. His? Yes, his, but he didn't have a name. Her delicious nameless lover filling her mind and soul with words only he knew she wanted to hear. A flash of lightning suddenly streaked across the sky in front of her, for the briefest of moments, highlighting all that lay around her, but it only proved to remind her of his eyes. Devoted eyes that took in her body as if there was nothing else in the world. Groaning, she couldn't stand it, she couldn't stand these thoughts of hers, but she couldn't stop it no more than she could stop the storm that surrounded her. Another streak of lightning with a soft gasp, the rain beating and slamming harder against her roof as if on someone's command, forcing the heat between her legs to increase, making her ache. Everything ached. Sweet, bloody torture, how it ached! The rumble of thunder wound it's way through her body, making her shudder in absolute delight. The rain was pounding so hard against the glass in front of her, she could no longer see the road or where she was driving, but somehow it didn't matter. Somehow, despite her trembling hands and her weakened legs she made it into her driveway, stopping and parking the car. But she waited in silence, her breathing coming in short, small gasps as the very fabric of her clothes made her squirm, made her skin tingle and ache for more. Sinking down in her seat, she moaned again with another flash of lightning, soothing, invading thunder following right after, causing her rosy nipples to press and strain against her silky bra. Ah, more torture, rippling through her body in waves. His body, that's what she wanted, she wanted his body. She wanted his fingers tangled in her hair, his comfortable weight on top of her while she took him in, engulfed him the way this storm was engulfing her now. Surround him and make him completely hers, her secret lover. But he was hers, in every little fantasy, every little nighttime indulgence, he was her - wholly and completely. She wanted him to want her, desire her, lust for her, long for her velvety depths, fill and stretch her until it hurt. She wanted him to take her and possess her selfishly, use her and defy her mind, giving into her heart and body. Rape each other. She was panting now, her knees having pulled themselves apart and to the sides, the car provided very limited movement, but it only made it all the more erotic. She was pinned, trapped, but she loved it. Lazily, with her eyes half open she watched the rain beg to be let in, pushing against the glass, rapping against the roof, her hands sliding up to give both breasts a firm squeeze, running her thumbs over the hardened nibs of flesh - his hands, so strong, would form perfectly around the milky white skin, his tongue running in circles around those nipples, making her shiver madly before he would finally pull one into his mouth and suckle it gently, grazing it with his teeth. Yes, he knew what she liked and how to do it. He would tease each breast until she begged for him to stop and even then, he would only move on reluctantly. Her body squirmed as she imagined him, her own fingers kneading her flesh beneath her shirt and bra, damn clothes - but there was nothing erotic about a completely nude body. As reluctantly as he would do it, she lowered her hands, sliding them down over her stomach until her fingers hovered over the covered wetness that had spread from between her thighs. She wanted it, yes, she wanted it the same way the rain wanted to soak her clothes and cool her overheated body. Licking her lips slowly, she gently pressed her fingers down against the crotch of her pants as a flash of lightning electrified her eyes, her hips immediately moving into action and pressing up against those fingers, but her hand acted as if it weren't a part of her body, pulling away to tease herself immensely. Yes, that's what he would do - pressing down again, she tried to spread her thighs further, but one knee only hit the door, the other hitting the shift stick, reminding her of how limited her movements really were. But she wanted to open up, spread herself wide to allow the delicious sensation of long awaited penetration. No, it was too soon, he wouldn't give in that soon. Letting her fingers press and drag, she leaned her head back, a low moan escaping her lips which was barely heard above the noise of the rain. Allowing the tips of her fingers to press down against the covered nub of nerves, her clit, her other hand began to work the button on her jeans, struggling to pull it open with trembling fingers, but with absolutely no success. With a whimper of frustration, she forced herself to open her eyes and look down, now using both hands to pull the button open and then slide the zipper down. She was still confined; erotic. She paused to look down at herself, past her heaving chest, eyeing the bit of dark, curly hair that poked out from under her panties. Lightning crashed, it cracked and boomed so near, the ground under the car shook and vibrated, but it only made her more excited, the vibration cursing through her body as the inside of the car was lighted for a mere second. Highlighting the curve of her neck, her parted lips, pointed nipples and the bit of flesh just below her stomach, she knew he wanted her, he wanted this, every single, aching second of it. Closing her eyes, the beat of the rain grew loud in her ears, almost caressing her eardrums with loud whispers as he would, his silky voice floating through her mind, creating a surreal world as her fingers slid back down along her stomach, inching their way under her panties and through the soft pubes that tried to hold her juices in one place. Her fingers continue to travel down at their own sweet pace, quickly sinking into the pleasurable juice, becoming coated and slightly sticky as her hips squirmed and pushed upwards, desperately wanting more. The smell of sex and desire soon drifted up to fill the car and surround her mind, her own little self created drug that was so easy to become high on. The rain and thunder faded slightly as her physical sense of pleasure took over, two fingers slipping down between those two silky lips that held her center hidden. Hidden to all except her and him. Her fingers slowly stroking the length of her sensitive skin, her legs tensing as she tried to draw her knees up, but again, was painfully restrained. Her back arched as her hips started to squirm again, only being settled once her fingers pulled back up to stroke around the highly sensitive nub of flesh, circling around it slowly, causing a moan to become caught in her throat. She could feel his lips wrap around the skin on her neck and suck gently, her entire body on fire with sensations as her car continued to be assaulted by the rain. She could barely hold on any longer, she was already on the edge as her sex throbbed for more attention, ached for the pleasure to be released completely, but he wouldn't let her give in. Circling the little bud of pleasure, her entire body shuddered softly once as his moan floated around her mind like a gentle cloud. She was so close. Reaching up, she gripped the top of her seat with her free hand, her knuckles immediately turning white as she tried to stretch her body out, arching her back as her fingers stroked down again, finding the heated hole that eagerly sucked them down. She felt like she was going to explode, like she couldn't get a grip on reality as her fingers sunk deeper, a low moan escaping her lips again. This is what she truly wanted, what she longed for; to feel him on top of her as her fingers stroked in and out, those velvety petals sucking around them, clinging as they took what they wanted. She felt pinned against the seat, beneath his invisible weight, his hot breath rasping against her slightly sweated neck. Yielding to him completely as her hips pushed up to meet her probing fingers. The rain beating against the windshield in a frenzy as her fingers forced herself to slip into a climax, her back arching sharply as she nearly cried out with the sweet release of built up pleasure. A streak of lightning and echoing thunder prevented any sound from her to be heard, her body continued to tense as ripple after ripple of pleasure raced through her body, her fingernails digging into the cushion of the seat above her head. But she didn't want it to end, he didn't want it to end - forcing her fingers to slow to draw it out, the muscles in her body ever so slowly relaxing as she collapses back against the seat, thin sweat coating her forehead and whatever flesh that was exposed to the air. Shivering and whimper softly, she slowly withdrew her fingers, finally feeling the after effect of her legs aching from straining against the limited space that she had. She could feel him drift away, feel his hands caress her body as he pulled back, her fingers being brought up to her lips, her tongue darting out to lick at them before sucking them into her mouth, between her lips to clean them off completely - the way he would have done it. Letting her eyes open half way, lazily, she noticed that the rain had suddenly stopped, leaving the air to feel oddly empty as she herself felt blissfully drained, her legs completely weak with satisfaction. Letting her hand drop, she rolled her head to the side to nuzzle against the cushion that now seemed to form around her body perfectly. Closing her eyes she could feel the creeping caress of the moon's blue tinted glow spread across her body as the eerie circle raised high enough to take over the night sky as the storm shrank away completely. The Drive Home (Writer's note: This is a true story, although names have been changed to protect the not so innocent and a little dialogue has been fudged because I can't remember it exactly. Enjoy.) It had been a long day when my girlfriend came to pick me up from work. Dealing with whiny customers, shelving CDs and listening to the Top 40 "adult contemporary" hits will drive anyone batty if they let it get to them. I was ready to go home, pop on the TV and just relax. That is, until I saw Raquelle come in. Rocky, which I called her for short, was wearing a black dress that came barely past her ass. She was smiling big and I knew she only smiled that way when she has dirty thoughts on her mind. She came up, gave me a hug hello and pinched my ass playfully. I jumped, of course. I looked at her in mock-anger and said, "Now watch it. I've had a bad day and you might just get pinched back." She put on her best little girl pouty face and said "Um sowwy." She batted her eyes at me and then said, "I've got something that will make you feel better." "Uh huh. What is that?" I asked. She got up on the balls of her feet and whispered in my ear, "I not wearing any panties," then relaxed back down and giggled, covering her mouth to continue her little lolita act. I was tempted to take her into the back room right then, but Randy, one of the sales associates, was in the store too and might raise questions to the manager the next day. So, after locking up, we said our goodbyes to Randy and walked out of the store and got in my truck for the drive home. She said she wasn't ready to go home yet and wanted to go out for a drink. I was not, but how do you argue with a woman in a short dress with no panties? So we went to a daiquiri shop we knew she could get into. She was only three months from her 21st B-Day, but she had no fake ID and had to rely on the few places she knew she would be served. Sitting on the barstool was a challenge for her, wanting to feel "naughty" about not wearing panties, but not willing to flash everyone. I laughed a little at her for that, but understood. I wasn't sure I wanted any other guys looking at her pussy live and in person. Girls, well ... So after I had a few beers and she had finished off a small FUBAR, we made our way to the door. As I followed her, I saw the switch in her hips and knew she was ready for some fun. We got into the car for the 30-minute drive home and before we even got out of the city she was out of the dress and unzipping my pants. She had my cock in her mouth in no time. I was squeezing her ass and running my finger through her slit, trying desperately to reach her clit (the way she was lying, I had to reach around her back to get to her pussy). We were driving down the road with my cock in her mouth and me doing my best to give her a good time, when she stops to tell me to pull off to the side of the road. I figured she must have been getting sick, so I make haste. But when we are successfully pulled over, she says she wants me to be naked like her. I am a little surprised by this, but it is dark out and I figure it will be a rush. So I pulled into a darkened office building parking lot and shed my clothes as well. We got going again (down the road and on each other) and she was getting really wet at this point. I mean rainforest wet. I was working feverishly on her - playing with her pussy and thumbing her ass while she moaned and writhed. And she was definitely returning the favor, sucking for all she was worth. I was damn near about to cum when I notice we are almost home, slowing me down a little. We lived with my mother and couldn't go into the driveway naked, so I pulled off to an old, rarely used country road and told her we had to get dressed. She was having none of it. "Not yet," she said, with only a slight slur, and proceeded to continue sucking. So, I made a command decision and pulled her head off my cock. "OK," I said, "then let's change positions." Her face lit up like a Christmas tree. Naked as the day is long, I got out of the truck and asked her to step out too. I told her to lay on the bench seat with her legs hanging out of my door. She gladly complied and in no time, I was inside her. If I had really thought about it we would have switched to the passenger side where the steering wheel wouldn't have been a problem. But you live and learn. We started to go at it and she was really worked up now, soaking my balls with her pussy. She came a lot when she got drunk (of course she was a multiple girl anyway) and this was no different. My truck sat there for the next 10 minutes (don't judge - I told you I was near cumming before) and we fucked as car lights rolled by up the road maybe 50 yards from where we were. It was the feeling of danger that did it for her - and for me, to be honest. I was about to cum and told her so, when she pushed me back, struggled out of the truck's cab and got on her knees to accept my load. She sucked it all down and I could feel her smiling up at me as she finished. That was a good ride home. The Drive Home I live in a very rural area about 30 miles from where I work. Consequently, I have to drive on a rural two lane highway for 25 of those miles. While driving home from work one day, I found myself following a fairly new pick-up truck. It was one of the kinds that have the sliding rear window, and that window was open. At first, I thought there were only two guys in the truck, and maybe they were a little drunk. The truck was staying very close to the center line of the highway, and even crossed it a couple of times. As it turns out, there were more than two guys in the truck, and drink was not the reason for the driver's poor skills. Just as I had decided to try to pass the truck, a brunette female head appeared from in the direction of the driver's lap. As she sat up, I could see that her arms and shoulders were bare. Her short brunette hair whipped in the breeze through the open window, and she shook her head to get the hair out of her eyes. She then turned her attention to the passenger, leaning toward him and, I assume, fishing his cock out of his pants. She turned to look out the back window at me, then she disappeared again, this time in the direction of the passenger's lap. I watched the back of the man in the passenger's seat, and it appeared she was doing a good job on him. I saw the driver's arm leave the steering wheel, and move in the woman's direction. Soon her bare leg appeared out the back window. The driver had obviously gotten the woman to spread her legs so he could pet her pussy. About a minute later, the leg went back into the window, and the girl's upper body appeared. Evidently standing on her knees, and facing the passenger, I could tell she was at least topless. Her perky breasts were quite visible to me just a few feet behind them. I soon discovered she was completely nude, as she got up and straddled the passenger. My cock throbbed in my jeans as I watched her lower herself onto the passenger and start bouncing in his lap. She was very obviously fucking this guy, and didn't care who noticed it. Then she did something that completely blew me away; she leaned her head out the window and blew me a kiss! I almost crashed the car! She went back to work on the guy in the passenger seat, bouncing up and down on his cock. He either didn't last very long or they decided to wait to finish up, as she was soon hopping off of him and moving back into the center of the truck. Just before she sat down, she turned back to me and waved at me as if to follow them. I pointed to myself then back to them, as if to signal that I understood she wanted me to follow them. She vigorously nodded her head yes. She then sat down and faced forward. The passenger leaned over and obviously began sucking on her breasts. I followed them for another 15 miles, the woman and the passenger making out the entire way, and saw the truck's right turn signal come on at a cross street. I followed the truck through a small housing development, then out to a lone house out in the desert. I pulled in behind them as the passenger got out of the truck. He was a tall, muscular looking guy, with a friendly face. His brunette escort bounced out of the truck behind him, stark naked. She waved for me to get out of my car and follow her into the house as she calmly strolled up the steps and into the house. The driver got out of the truck and walked back to my car. "Hi," he said. "I'm John. The girl's name is Lisa. She's serious about the invitation if you're interested." I sat there stunned for a few seconds, before slowly getting out of my car. John introduced the other guy as Bud, and the three of us headed inside. Lisa was coming out of the bathroom of the rather clean house, stark naked, and heading straight for me. She was about 5'3" tall and had a very trim figure. Her C cup sized breasts bounced as she padded her way over to me. "Hi, I'm Lisa," she said in a cheerful voice. "I know you probably got all hot and bothered watching me back there, so let me help take care of it." With that she reached down and unzipped my pants, fishing for my cock. She was on her knees in front of me in an instant, engulfing my erection to the base in one swoop. I looked down at this stranger swallowing my cock to see her looking back up at me as she worked on my rigid shaft. John dropped his pants and took a position behind her and lifted her ass up off the floor. Lisa took my cock out of her mouth long enough for her to get on her hands and knees. I quickly got onto my knees and slid my cock back into her mouth as John pushed himself into her pussy from behind. We soon found a good rhythm, and see-sawed her back and forth between us, alternately driving into her and withdrawing from either end of her trim body. Lisa grunted and groaned around my cock as John pounded his thick cock into her from behind. She moaned and groaned before me as he fucked into her hard and fast. When John slowed down a bit, presumably to keep from cumming, she looked up at me and told me to lay down on my back. I did as I was told, and she pulled away from John. "Follow me," she said over her shoulder. "I want a triple." I looked up at her as she moved over me. Her breasts dangled in my face as she got into position and slid the tightest, hottest, wettest pussy my cock has ever felt onto me. Her cunt felt like a wet, velvet-lined vice as her muscles loosed up to accept my cock. Once she got me completely inside her, she sat still while John approached her from the rear. Bud stepped forward and offered his cock to her mouth as John suddenly slid his cock into her ass in one very long, very slow stroke. I felt his cock push mine aside deep inside her as he filled her ass. Lisa groaned loudly around Bud's rigid cock as John started fucking her. For my part, all I could do was lay beneath her and let the power of John's thrusts force her onto my cock. I captured one swaying breast and sucked the nipple deep into my mouth. She groaned again and wriggled her hips, forcing her clit to rub against my pubic bone. I suckled at her breast and fondled the other with my free hand. Bud continued to slip his cock in and out of her mouth as he and John filled her other two orifices. The friction of John's cock rubbing against mine through the thin membranes separating us made my cock harder than I had ever felt possible. It was obviously working on John too, because he suddenly let out a shout that he was going to cum and blasted his load deep inside her ass. Lisa came as John filled her ass with his load of cum. She bucked and wailed above me, dropping Bud's cock in the process. Bud began to stroke his cock right in front of her face as she shivered and shook above me. He then backed away from her and moved toward John. When John finished cumming, he pulled out of her slowly, leaving most of his load deep inside her. He fell back on the floor, obviously exhausted from his efforts. Bud took his place and slowly fed his huge cock into her ass. Lisa, who hadn't quite finished cumming yet, screamed and orgasmed again as Bud's cock slowly drove into her. As much as John's cock had moved my cock around inside her, Bud's cock threatened to force me out of her pussy. Lisa continued to cum as Bud started to fuck her ass before he was completely inside her, giving her more of his cock with each thrust. Suddenly, there was another cock above me trying to get into Lisa's mouth. I looked up and discovered another man I'd never met before. He looked down at me, smiled, and introduced himself as Matthew, Lisa's husband. When Lisa finished cumming, she hungrily sucked her husband's cock into her mouth. Bud continued to pummel her poor ass with his massive cock, causing her to jump and shiver with each stroke. Sadly, I couldn't hold out any longer, and erupted deep inside her spasming pussy. I came so hard I felt like my shoes were going to come out of the tip of my cock. Bud kept up his assault on her ass, causing my orgasm to intensify. I sucked her nipple hard as I flooded her with my cum. Bud suddenly buried himself completely inside her and came. With the deep plunge into her ass, she dropped her husband's cock and screamed again, bucking her hips up and down on my cock. When I was finally able to get up, after Bud had withdrawn from her tortured ass, I was surprised to see at least a dozen men standing around in various stages of undress. Each guy was stroking a thick erection, and waiting for his turn with Lisa. Matthew rolled her over onto her back and got between her legs. He plunged his cock into her cum-filled pussy as one of the other guys moved closer and filled her mouth with his cock. I watched, from behind them, as Matthew fucked his wife hard and fast, obviously attempting to cum quickly and let the next man in line fuck his wife. As I sat back, leaning against the couch, I asked Bud if she did this often. Bud told me that she had been gang-banging like this once a month for as long as he'd known her, which was about three years. It seems that about once a month, about a week before her period, she got so horny she just had to fuck. Matt, her husband, was hard pressed to keep her satisfied. Basically, he gave up trying and got a few of his buddies to help. As Matt came inside his wife, loudly, Bud went on to explain they had started out with just two or three guys, but that number had obviously grown. Originally they had planned these en-masse fucks to be a one-night affair, but Lisa was adamant about being fucked every night. The gang-bangs soon became a week long event, once a month, a week before her period. Another guy buried himself to the hilt in Lisa's sloppy cunt and fucked her hard and fast as the guy in her mouth came. Lisa sucked and swallowed as his load burst forth into her mouth. Matt came over and handed me a Coke while we watched his wife fuck the man currently inside her cum-flooded cunt. When the guy in her pussy came, the next guy got her up onto her hands and knees again and slid into her from behind. Lisa's pussy was a mess. Cum flowed out of her and onto the carpet. For the next hour I watched her take on guy after guy. Some fucked her mouth, some her pussy, some her ass. She was never without a cock inside her, but she took them all on hungrily. I excused myself to the bathroom to discover a line of guys waiting to clean themselves up with a hand-held shower head. After I had relieved myself, I re-entered the living room to find Lisa riding Bud's mammoth cock while she greedily sucked on another. I decided that if no one else was going to fuck her cute little ass, I might as well give it a try. Slipping into position behind her, I easily slid my now hard cock into her ass in one smooth stroke. Lisa groaned around the cock in her mouth as Bud and I worked out a rhythm that let us plunge into her at the same time. She came loudly on our cocks as we pounded in and out of her body from above and below. Having both cum once already, Bud and I were able to fuck her hard and fast for quite a long time. The guy in her mouth wasn't so lucky, and soon Lisa was struggling to swallow his load as she came continuously. To my surprise, Bud came inside her first. He grabbed her hips, forcing her down onto his cock, and unleashed his load inside her. She wailed and screamed as Bud pumped a flood of cum into her. Her frantic gyrations sent me over the edge, causing me to fill her ass with my load. As I withdrew, I moved over to the couch and watched as another guy took my place in her ass. He fucked her hard, pounding her onto Bud's shrinking cock. He didn't last long, and was soon filling her with another load of hot cum. Spent, I looked around for my clothes. Matt noticed this and asked if I was leaving before it was over. I told him I had to get home, and he invited me to drop in anytime. Lisa was always ready for a fuck; it just became a deep need during her "gang-bang week." I told Matt I'd definitely be back and finished dressing. I turned for a last look as I headed out the door. Lisa was stretched out on the couch, face down, with a guy pounding his cock in and out of her ass. Several other men stood beside the couch stroking their erect cocks as they waited their turn to fill the little brunette with their loads. Lisa had her hands under her body and was furiously finger fucking herself and rubbing her clit, attempting to bring herself to yet another wild orgasm. As I pulled my car out onto the highway to head home, I thought about Matt & Lisa's arrangement. I knew my own wife was incredibly horny a week before her period, and thought about recruiting a few of Matt's friends to help me take care of her. My wife and I had been pursuing extra-marital sex for a few years, with each other's knowledge, and it had been a while since she'd had a good gang-banging. I figured I'd discuss it with her when I got home and told her about my adventure that evening. As we relaxed in a hot bath, I told my wife all about Matt & Lisa. Not only did she love the idea of a monthly gang-bang, the mere thought made her so horny she climbed onto me and rode my cock until we both came right there in the tub. Later, in bed, after fucking my extremely excited wife once again, I promised to drop by Matt & Lisa's house the next day on my way home from work. After I fucked Lisa myself, I promised to see if I could interest a few of the guys in following me home. We can't wait. The Drive Home It was just after the game. We had gone out to get something to eat with our friends and now I'm driving Mandy back home. She had on a short tight sweatier held close with three buttons that showed her cute belly button and she also wore a short wrap around skirt. I promised her folks we would be home early. Our talk turned to the usual thing when we were alone and horny. "Kitten, I know we are going to wait till we are married for me to take that virgin cherry of yours, but baby I love you so much and want you." "And I want you. But, I want to stay a virgin till our wedding night. I want it to be something really special. We're only 18 and we can wait till we graduate." "I agree. You know that. But there are other ways to please and pleasure each other." "Oh, and how is that stud?" "Umm, let me pull over in the park and I'll show you if your really want to know." She doesn't say anything for a while then, "Okay. But you promise." "I promise. I also promise I will make you cum." I find our secret make out spot. We found it a while back. A secluded spot hard to see from the road. I pull in and shut off the motor. I'm glad I took the car with the bench seat. I turn to her and kiss her lips. She moans and returns my kiss. I move my lips to her chin, and then to her neck. I lick it and kiss it and she throws her head back. I lick my way back up to her ear and nibble on it. I know this always gets her hot. Then I kiss the nape of her neck, pushing her hair up. I can hear her breathing getting heavier as I return my lips to hers. My tongue invades her sweet mouth and she returns kiss for kiss. "Kitten you are sooooo pretty. When you're on the field people forget all about the game and just watch you." As I say this I reach for the first button on her sweater and undo it. She smiles. "You think you're going to suck on my boobs." "Ummm, I know I am." I reach down and run my hand over her bare stomach and even put the tip of a finger in her belly button. "Stop that! It tickles." "Then I need to find somewhere else to put my hands." I unbutton the bottom one. "Sweetheart, there is only one thing between me and those lovely tits of yours. Are you going to undo it or do I have to?" Mandy reaches down and undoes the last one. I put my hands on her shoulders and push her sweater back and down her arms. She laughs as she removes it completely. "Is this what you wanted to see?" "Ohhhh yes. I love the bra's you buy. They are soooo sexy and you know how much I enjoy removing them from you." "Oh, have you removed them before?" "Only in my wet dreams. What I meant is I have dreamed of removing your bra. I've gotten nice looks at the ones you wear and you know it. You don't let a guy see your breasts unless you want him to and you always know what it does to me." She reaches down and lays the palm of her hand over the bulge in my pants. "Yes, I can feel what it does to you. And I like it." I bring my hands to both her tits and cup them as I lower my head to her cleavage. I lick the bare skin, enjoying the feel of her lovely mounds. The bra is so thin I can feel her nipples. My cock gets thicker as I rub each nipple between my thumb and finger. She moans and lays back. I take the chance and reach for the front hook of her bra and quickly undo it. She sits up. "I've never let you do that before." "Want me to stop?" "No. Please. I want to feel your lips on my breasts. Suck them, kiss them, bite them. Please!" I open my mouth and take in as much of her sweet left tit as I can. Sucking like a baby, I put my right hand on the other tit and squeeze it. The other hand on her left leg. I lick all around the lovely firm breasts and settle on the nipple. Grabbing it with my teeth, I bite it and pull on it till it slips from my mouth. Her moans get louder. "Ahhhh, yes, do that, I....I love it." I move back and repeat it only this time my hand moves up her leg under her dress. She doesn't stop me so I move my lips to the other nipple and my hand to her mound. "Scoooottt, no. We can't. Ohhhh, please....." It's OK darling. I won't do anything you really don't want. I want to touch your pussy, to finger you. I want to make you cum. You want to cum?" "Yessss. Ohhh, bit my nipple again. Yes. Finger me. Ahhhh." I slide my hand into her panties and feel the fine hair of her pussy. I trace my finger all around her pussy lips. The whole time kissing and sucking on her tits. I move away from her breasts and push my finger deeper into her. I move to her lips and kiss her, pushing her back into the seat. I move my finger in a circle's inside her cunt. This causes her to cry out. "Ahhhhh, ohhhh, baby...ohhhh." Pulling away from those sweet lips of hers I kiss my way quickly down her body. Maybe a little too fast, because it causes her to start to protest. "Please, you can't do that." Looking up, "Darling, Candy has kissed you there. You told me. Le me show you that I can make you feel as good as she does. Even better." "You know we only....only play..." "Yes, and I know what you play and how. One of these days I'm going to be in the same room." She laughs, "Pervert." "No just a horny guy. Now be quiet and let me taste you. I want to eat you and make you cum. You'll see I can get you off without taking that sweet cherry." I unbutton her skirt which is held by buttons on the side. Not removing it from her, but pushing it aside, I lower my head to my loves pussy. Pushing her panties aside and holding them I lick all around the outside of her cunt lips and then running my tongue from bottom to top, with just the tip inside her. Her squirming and moans tell me she is enjoying it. Her cunt is nice and wet and I pucker my lips and suck on her clit. This causes her to cry out and climax. Her juices flood my face. But, I'm not finished with her. I return to her slit and push my tongue in as far as it will go and wiggle it and move it up and down. Drawing out as much of her juices as I can as her hands go around my head, pulling me tight. "Ummm, ohhhh, eee, damn you. Eat me. Eat my pussy. I want to fuck your face." She grabs my head tighter and moves her hips up and down on the seat to the car. (The guy in me says she will be leaving a large wet spot on my car seats, but I am to far gone to care.) I slide the other hand under her ass as she lifts up to drive her pussy onto my face. I push a finger into her ass hole. The pain at first cause her to stop and cry out. "Whattttt are you doing!!?? Don't do that." But it's too late. I push more of my finger into her as I attack her clit again. The other hand finger fucking her. She grabs both her tits and squeezes them, pulling on the nipples and reaches her second climax. As she slows down and melts back into the seat, I pull my fingers out of her. I take the fingers that have her pussy juice and lick some of it off. Then bringing the fingers to her lips, she opens her eyes wide, but takes them and sucks them, tasting her own juices. "I think my baby came hard for me and still has her cherry. Do you admit that I can make you happy and keep you a virgin?" "Yes. Yes, you made me cum and I still have my cherry. but, I don't know for how long." "Don't be nasty you little cunt. Now take your skirt all the way off, but leave your panties on. I want them nice and soaked with your juices before I remove them from you. I place my hand over her mound and press and rub. She pulls the skirt out from under her and slides it off completely. "Good, because you might be leaving a nice cum spot on it." "I think it is a little too late to worry about that." Now wearing only her panties, I sit up and undo my belt and unzip my pants. Looking up at me she whispers, "I thought you weren't going to fuck me." "Now, I'm going to fuck your tits. I'm going to cum all over them and in your mouth while you finger yourself." We arrange ourselves so I am straddling her, my cock between those lovely tits. I press them together tight around my huge cock. The head sticking out the top. "Now finger that hot cunt of yours darling while I fuck your tits. Tell me when you are going to cum." I move my cock back and forth, pressing hard against her chest. It takes all my will power not to cum till I feel her body shaking from the action she is giving herself. She screams, "I''mmmmmmm cummmmmming you bastard. Fuck my tits, I want to taste your cum." At this I let myself go, fucking her hard and fast till I feel myself ready to explode. Pulling back I grab my stiff hard piece of meat and jack it off till I shoot. I spray her tits, face and mouth with cum. She tries to catch as much as she can between her lips, sticking out her tongue out to catch the last few drops. When I am exhausted I fall back sitting next to her. I pull her up and we both sit there trying to catch our breath. "Well my sexy slut. You came a third time. Did you enjoy it?" "Oh yes. Wow. I am dripping with both our juices. I will have to rush into the house so they can't see and smell it on me." "To bad Candy isn't here to lick your clean like the sweet kitten she is." "You would love that. Two of us with you." "Oh, I wouldn't complain. But you are my girl. And will always be. Now better get dressed so we can get you home. Oh, first one other thing." "What's that?" "Your panties. Take them off. They are mine now. I want to keep them to remember this night as if I would need them to remember." My sweet lover pulls them off and rubs them up and down her pussy. "Just a little more juice for you darling." "Thanks Mandy. I still wish I could slide my hard on into your pussy." She doesn't say a thing for a long time. "Did I say something wrong?" "No Scott. I was just thinking." "I didn't mean I changed my mind. I'm not going to take your cherry darling. I was just wishing it was that special night when we could make love." "I know. I was thinking something. I need to talk to Candy first and then I'll email you tonight after I do. Help me button my bra and sweater. I know you enjoy that." Smiling I take my time dressing her. "I much rather undress you." "You're nasty." We drive on to her house and I walk her to the door and kiss her on the cheek in case her parents are watching. She rushes into the house and calls out hello to her folks and goes to her room. Her mom, worried follows her. "Baby, are you OK?" "Oh sure. I just needed to get to the bathroom. To much soda." "Did you two have a good time? You are home early." "Yes, we had a great time, but I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower, email Candy and then go to bed." "OK, good night." Mandy takes a long shower, enjoying the feel of the warm spray on her body. She fingers her pussy, thinking of her lover. After drying off she starts to put on a teddy and pantie nightie, but stops. Making sure the door is locked she goes and drags out a small box hidden under her clothes. She opens it. Takes out a see through body suit. There is a thong pantie that goes with it, and both have a slit to allow entry to her pussy. But she decides not to put on the panties. Scott gave her this and said to save it for a special time. She goes to the computer and opens a chat with Candy. She is in luck. Candy is having cyber sex with a guy they both know and she says as soon as they both get off, she will come on line. About thirty minutes late she comes on. "Well Candy, it took you long enough. Did he make you cum hard?" "Oh yea. This seat is dripping with my juices. How was your date?" Mandy tells her everything that happened. And then she asks Candy if she is willing to do her a big favor. She describes what she has in mind and Candy doesn't take any time at all in answering yes. Mandy then tells her sweet Candy good night and emails me. "Scott. I had a wonderful night. I came sooooo hard. Thank you. And I love the taste of your cum. Next time all of it goes in my mouth. I talked to Candy tonight. Now don't get mad. We are very close and she won't tell anyone. I asked her to come over tomorrow when my parents are away. I have a dildo that is the same size as your big hot cock. (Surprise. Or did you model for it?) She said she will help me get in up my pussy till it touches my barrier. She will then mark it. I know this sounds crazy, but please listen. This weekend the three of us will meet at her place. Her folks are going away and mine said I could stay with her. She will hold the dildo next to your hard cock (don't worry we will get it nice and hard) and put lipstick on you to mark how far you can put it in me. She will be there when you and I lay in her bed and you put your cock into me. But only as far as the mark. I want to feel it in me. I want you to fuck me. She will be there to be sure we don't go to far. And when you pull out and come all over my breasts and face, I told her she could lick it off. I know this will make you hard, watching us. So I told her she could fuck you as a reward. It will be OK. I won't be jealous. Let me know what you thing? Love and Hugs, Your Kitten." The Drive Home I am driving home, and I think of you. I put a finger on my lips, and wish I could brush my lips against yours. Slowly and seductively I run my fingertip across my lips, imagining that I follow contours of your face with gentle kisses. My tongue snakes out and its tip caresses that fingertip, as it would your jaw, the underside of your ear, your neck. I begin to feel warm, so I roll down the window, feeling the wind caress me, as you would. I take my hair out its bindings and allow my hair wave to in the wind, imagining you running your hands through it. Concentrate on driving... But I think of you, caressing my shoulders and lingering near my breasts. I feel my nipples grow hard, thinking of you caressing them through the fabric. I press harder on the pedal. The wind in my face does nothing to cool the heat in my crotch. I think of you tucking your hand under my shirt, under my bra, and your fingers rolling the hardened nipples, while you kiss me, hard and wanting. I feel your bulge against me and push myself against your hips. One hand goes down, I want to touch myself, to ease this ache in my belly -- I need to get home. I want to feel you against me, your heat against mine, your lips on mine, your tongue searching for mine. I want to feel my breasts against your bare chest, to feel the hair rubbing against my soft breasts, hardening my nipples even more. I want to hear you moan as you break the kiss, as you sit down and begin to work on my nipples, licking one and suckling, and squeezing my other breast, and your hand is on my lower back, and you're caressing me -- but all I feel is your tongue on my nipples, and your teeth as you gently bite -- I stop myself from moaning in the car, but now I know I'm wet. Almost home... My nipples are so hard, and I brush my hand against them. Then I stroke them... Stop at a stop light -- I need to stop this, concentrate on driving, get home... I think of you, as you raise your head from my breasts, and I lean forward to kiss you. You crush me to you -- I want you, I want to feel you against me. Pulling into the driveway. I think of the time when we once got out of the car and I grabbed you and threw you against it, kissing you madly, shoving myself onto you. You laughing and pulling my hands down to your waist, while I grab you by your belt -- I rush into the house, leaving my bag in the car. It's as if I have to badly go to the bathroom, but in this case, the ache is inside, I need so badly to relieve it. I rush inside and shut the door. I run to the bedroom, and lift my shirt, free my breasts from the constraints of the bra. I moan and close my eyes, grabbing my own breasts roughly, yanking the nipples so they're hard. I unbutton my jeans and snake a hand inside. With a moan, I lie across the bed, one hand in my jeans, teasing myself. I think of you, as your hands search, or pretend to search, to feel their way around my nether regions, among the folds and wetness, to find that snatch right there. One of your fingers goes in. Then two, and I moan even louder. Sometimes you will stretch it with three, and I raise my legs and widen my hips, wanting more. I think of this, but I touch my clit, which is swollen and hot. I think of you, finding my clit with your fingers, and then I think of you, finding it with your tongue. I moan loudly, as my fingers stroke my own clit. I close my eyes and think of you, and I wish to see you kneeling near me, your own shaft in your hands, holding it over me, stroking it. Your voice, deep with lust, whispering, "Do you want to see me come?" I moan, my fingers working furiously, I'm close -- what puts me over the edge...Your face, eyes closed in ecstasy, your hand stroking your hard shaft, and I watch it grow, your balls tighten up against you. "Oh God, I'm coming..." My hand drops down and thrusts into my pussy, and I feel the contractions begin -- I moan loudly in the quiet bedroom, thrusting against my own fingers, wondering how it feels on your own shaft, and I envision you coming with a low moan... I groan, feeling the contractions subside and slowly slide my soaking wet fingers out. Oh, it felt so good to finally come, come hard...I wonder again how it feels on you, whether you find it as enjoyable as me. "Decided to start without me?" My eyes flash open and I focus on you, standing in the doorway, leaning against it. You chuckle and begin to remove your shirt... The Drive Home The party had been a big success; friends and family celebrating the golden wedding anniversary with a barbecue in the beautifully landscaped gardens of her grandparents house. They had hoped that the party would go on until the evening, but the weather had intervened. Now everyone just seemed to decide that it was a convenient time to leave; so they finished their wine quickly, and they left to drive home. They would be home sooner than they had intended but it did not really matter. Things had rather petered out after the thunderstorm; although it had only lasted for ten minutes or so, the rain had been torrential. Now the sun was beginning to assert its dominance in the sky once more as the large banks of grey clouds rolled away. The air was fresh now; the humid heat of the day washed away leaving the unmistakable smell of the damp ground. The sound of the thunder fading all the time with only a hint of the wild lightening that had rent the sky with vivid streaks only a few minutes earlier. They had hoped to wait for a few hours after the wine that they had drunk, but they did not want to be the only guests remaining. Anyway it had only been four glasses, and the drive home was through the back lanes so the chances of meeting a police car were minimal. The only place that a police car might be encountered was where the lane crossed the dual carriageway, but at seven o'clock on a summer's evening it was very unlikely. Their son was happy sitting in his Winnie the Pooh car seat, smiling at the back of his parents' heads and talking the happy nonsense that only a two year old can talk. They settled into the comfortable leather seats, feeling as if the expensively sculpted backs were enfolding them like the safe arms of a lover. She always loved the smell of the leather it imparted that wonderful sense of luxurious elegance. The engine quietly came to life, humming smoothly, yet hinting at its power: like the deep purring of a sleeping lion. Knowing the road well gave a sense of confidence, reinforced by the relaxed sense of well being after the excellent food and expensive chateau-bottled wine; the drive home would be quick. The little boy in the back was beginning to yawn now, ready for bed after a tiring day as the centre of attention for most of the adults. His fair hair, bleached almost blonde by the sun, was tousled and tangled, his bright blue eyes shining despite the eyelids that were obviously becoming heavy. They turned into the lane, waving out of the open windows to the family and friends who waved their goodbyes in return. The feeling of confidence was strong now: the familiar bends in the road, the little stone bridge like an old friend waiting for them to cross it, the oak tree by the farm gate, its branches waving to them as they passed. Each familiar landmark left rapidly behind as the car sped faster in its efforts to get them home quickly. The rabbits scurried back into the hedgerows at the approach of the hissing black behemoth, its headlamps like the eyes of a predatory hunter seeking its next meal. The crows that were feasting on the sad corpse of a previous victim hopped to the grass verge to allow the temporary interruption to their evening meal. Flocks of small birds burst from the hedges and danced in their flight along the road before dipping to the fields. Now the car approached the gap in the hedgerow on the right hand side, where it was possible to see down the first lane of the dual carriageway. The approaching cars, or absence of them, were easily visible; time it right and it was possible to continue straight across the junction to the central reservation, without needing to stop at the sign at the end of the lane. There was nothing to be seen through the gap. The little boy in the back was not interested in the traffic on the main road; he noticed a sign on the grass verge by his window on the left; 'Road works ahead' meant nothing to him. His parents were both looking through the gap knowing the road well and each aware that they both checked for danger, sure of their trust in each other to work together. Their confidence was undiminished, fuelled by the relaxed happiness at the end of a good day and the familiarity with the road. Happy in the knowledge that there was nothing on the carriageway that they were crossing, the car prepared to stop in the central reservation; it rushed past the circular sign with the word 'STOP' in a red circle, confident that there was plenty of room to stop in the middle before the other carriageway, despite the wet road. The sound of the crash was deafening inside the car, but the occupants hardly noticed. The driver of the forty-ton juggernaut had been taking it easy, but having just come down the hill, he was still travelling at thirty-eight miles an hour. Despite his attempt to go a little faster, he reflected on the irritation that he must have been causing, slowing the progress of the other drivers in the contraflow; suddenly a black saloon leapt from a side turning on his right. He had only enough time to take his foot off the accelerator pedal, before the lorry hit the side of the car. Inside the car, the adults did not even have time to shout before the impact; in the cab of the lorry the driver saw the faces looking at him; with horror, he realised that one was a child; then he felt the pain on his legs as the bottom of the cab took the impact. There was the awful screech of torn steel scraping the tarmac, the sound of the glass breaking from windows and lights, then just as suddenly, silence: a quiet broken only by the strange creaking and ticking noises of cooling metal from exhausts and engines. Thanks to Evanslily for checking. Any remaining errors are mine ©2008 Tory del Ricoh The Drive Home It was a dark and overcast day. The traffic was heavy outside the shop window. Hannah could not concentrate on what she was supposed to be doing. She could not stop thinking about last night's encounter with Pedro. Pedro was supposed to be Hannah's personal driver, although, last night that took on a different meaning. On the way home Pedro turned into a dark alley on the other side of town. Not knowing what was happening, Hannah tried to call up to the front of the vehicle but Pedro had already exited the car. Hannah tried the door but before she could open it Pedro opened the passenger door and got in beside Hannah. "Pedro, what is going on? Why are we stopped here?" Hannah asked, her voice distressed. She kept looking at Pedro wondering what was going on his mind. He seemed to have a wild look in his eyes. "Come on Hannah, you know why we have stopped. You have not been able to keep from looking at me in the rear view mirror for the past month now. Every time that you think that I am not looking you pleasantly brush your hand across those beautiful tits of yours or stroke the upper part of your thigh, hiking your skirt up almost to your hips. I know what you want. You want Pedro to take care of you. You want Pedro to drive you to places where no car can go." With that he grabbed the back of Hannah's neck and crushed his lips against hers. While his tongue was probing the inside of her mouth his hand went to the top of her jacket and started to tear it off. The sheer blouse that she was wearing underneath was no match for the strong hands that took seconds to pop the buttons and reveal the lacy bra that cradled Hannah's very full 38DD breasts. While his tongue was probing the inside of her hot mouth, he proceeded to rub her already erect nipples between his fingers. Pulling her hair he now kissed his way down her neck until he found the rock hard pebble that was her nipple. She cried out with pleasure as he played with it, tugging and nipping at it with his teeth. Pedro was beginning to run his hands the length of her shapely legs. Further up and up, his hands roamed seeking her hot spot. His hand found her wet and ready. She was going to be putty in his hands, but he wanted to keep her waiting for what she wanted. He was going to make her give him what he wanted. "Okay Hannah, you want some of Pedro, you want to taste me now?" With the urgency in his voice he quickly got out of his pants and put Hannah on her knees in front of him. Her mouth was just over the tip of his cock. He was so hard and ready he couldn't wait any longer. He started to fuck Hannah's mouth. "That's right, take all of it. Take all of Pedro." Hannah was sucking the life right out of him. He couldn't believe what a great cock sucker she was. "You are amazing." Hannah was enjoying herself. Pedro's shaft was so slick with her spit that it slid in and out of her mouth easily. She began to play with his balls and that just drove him wilder. He once again grabbed her by the hair and raised her so that she was sitting just over his cock. With one quick thrust Pedro slid Hannah on his dick for the ride of her life. " Oh yes, let me ride you stallion. I want to ride you all night long!" Hannah could not believe the amount of pleasure she was getting from this. Hannah rubbed herself as she rode Pedro's long muscle. " That's right, bitch, ride me, I am going to take you places you have never been lady." Pedro felt Hannah's muscles wrap around his shaft as her body shook. Pedro's juice shot up into Hannah just as Hannah's second shock wave hit. Pedro lifted Hannah off his lap and set her back onto the seat. She was still in throws of ecstasy and to drive her over the edge he placed his mouth over her clit and sucked hard on the tiny bud. Hannah started to buck her hips and cry out again. She grabbed Pedro's head and wouldn't let go. "Yes, oh yes, keep going, don't stop." Just when she thought she couldn't handle any more, Hannah was overcome with the biggest orgasm of her life. Pedro sat up and licked his lips. He picked up Hannah's discarded blouse and wiped himself before pulling his pants back on. He looked over at Hannah who had looked as though she was sleeping off the effects of Pedro's ride. He secretly smiled at himself. He knew that he had outdone himself this time. But then again, the bitch was hot. He got out of the back of the car and drove the lady home. Hannah woke up the next morning in her bed. Naked. All she could remember was the wonderful ride that she had in the back of her car. On the pillow beside her there was a note from Pedro. It was his resignation letter. Hannah was so disappointed. She had really enjoyed last night. With the memory of last night still in her mind, Hannah didn't seem to mind the overcast day as much. She seemed to be able to concentrate on the many ways she wanted to interview the new drivers for Pedro's spot.