It started out as a joke. We had gotten free passes to learn morse code from a guy off Groupon, and we’d been surreptitiously using it to send messages to each other when we were bored. We turned it into a little bit of a game where one of us would put out a message and see if the other could figure it out. You were much better at it than I was, but I could hold my own. For example, a couple weeks ago, while at an unbelievably boring dinner party, I noticed you were tapping and rubbing a little too rhythmically on my thigh with your finger. *rub rub tab rub rub rub. My brows constricted as I tried to discern your meaning. go? Turning my head slightly to the side, I gave you a quizzical look. With a sigh, you started from the top. l-e-t-s-g-o. Smiling as comprehension dawned on me, I grabbed your hand with mine and gave it a squeeze.
“Sorry guys, but we’re going to have to take off; I’ve got an early morning tomorrow.” I announced to the table. A fair amount of pleading from the others ensued, but I held my group until we were able to leave. Both of us started laughing as the apartment door behind us closed.
Tonight, we were supposed to go out to dinner and a movie, and I decided to try something a little different. During dinner, you got me again by tapping out a message with your fork on the tablecloth. It wasn’t until halfway through that I realized you were inviting me to sneak away to the bathroom with you. Unfortunately, by the time I figured out what you were saying, the food arrived and, not wanting to ruin the meal, you abandoned your attempt. My failure to decipher your message prompted a brief pout for the remainder of the meal.
At the theater, we decided to watch a movie that had been out for a little while because all the tickets to the newest Star Wars movie were completely sold out. I knew I should have bought some in advance, but there were benefits to missing it this time. The theater was nearly empty, and I chose us a pair of seats a little further back than absolutely necessary. The movie was pretty terrible and, during a slower part, I took your hand in mine and began gently squeezing out my message. It wasn’t the subtlest way, and you picked up on it immediately. h-a-n-d-j-o-b.
With a smirk, you draped my jacket over the top of my pants and, with your agile fingers, began undoing my pants. Your hand was a little cold as it extracted my cock, but it warmed quickly as you began slowly manipulating the flesh with your fingers. I gazed around at the sparse amount of other theater patrons, and not one of them seemed aware of our little adventure. For your part, my jacket barely moved as you worked my shaft up and down. The limitation on your speed was agony, but you were a master of the slow jerk. In no time at all I had my mouth hanging open trying to steady my breathing. you ducked your head under the blanket as you felt the telltale twitch with your hand, and took my load into your mouth. As you sat back up, you grabbed a handful of popcorn from the bucket, and a drink from the cup of coke, before cuddling up against me once more.
On the drive home, as we motored down the interstate, I picked up your message just in time. e-x-i-t. With a jerk, I cut across two lanes of traffic as I tried to keep track of your tapping. d-s-o-m-e…d-e-s-e-r-t-e…Trying to fill in the spaces I missed, I searched for anyplace that would allow a modicum of privacy. About a mile down the road I found just the place; an old, boarded up, abandoned gas station. The gravel spit up behind us as I maneuvered the car around the building, making sure there was nobody that might interrupt us. Before I had even thrown the car into park, you lept from the front seat and scrambled into the spacious backseat. I clicked off the lights and, turning the key back into the accessory position so the radio would stay on, I unclasped my seatbelt and joined you in the back.
We began making out like wayward teenagers as our lips mashed into one anothers. Your hands cradled my cheeks as mine worked their way under your shirt and fumbled with your bra strap. I didn’t bother removing it as the clasps sprung loose, instead simply pushing it up and releasing your soft orbs from their cloth prison. Laying back on the seat, so you could climb astride me, I was able to look up into your face and see my hunger reflected back through your eyes. Your skirt rode up as you rocked back and forth on top of me, rubbing your crotch against the bulge in my slacks.
Leaning back, you undid my pants for the second time that night, smiling as my cock sprung free. Grabbing it with one hand, and tugging your panties to the side with the other, you greedily shoved it inside you.
“Ahhhhh” you sighed, as you rocked back forward, plunging my hard phallus all the way inside your already drenched pussy. Pushing your hands on my chest you furiously pivoted back and forth causing the car to begin rocking from side to side. In no time your fingers were clenching, digging into my chest as you cried out in bliss.
I smiled as I pulled you close and began working my cock in and out of you as I had planned. Shallow deep deep shallow shallow deep shallow deep shallow shallow. I struggled through four iterations with you, trying to hold you still as I pumped out my message, losing more hope that you would figure it out with each conveyance. Suddenly you leaned forward, causing my cock to slide completely out of you, grabbed ahold of my slick member and pushed it into your ass as you smiled and said, “of course.”
I moaned with need as your tight ring relaxed and allowed me entrance, gripping firmly the whole time. You leaned back again, causing it to sink completely within you. Moving your hands from my now aching chest, you placed them on my legs and began gyrating up and down. With this new posture, your pussy was now pushed out and I took the opportunity to begin massaging your clit with my thumb.
The sound of an approaching car made my heart race, and I increased my thrusting, racing the potential arrival of the interloper. Lights illuminated the interior of the car as is turned off the main road, and I was able to see the look of ecstasy on your face as you squirmed once more under the weight of orgasm. You alternating clench and release of your spasming posterior set me off, and I groaned as your muscles milked the cum out of my cock into your ass. As the waves of pleasure subsided, I pulled you close in an attempt to hide us from view. The slam of a car door and the crunch of gravel indicated that we had already been spotted. The dome light ignited as the door opened behind you and a man peered in smiling.
“Room for one more?” he laughed as he began removing his belt.
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