I walked out of the building to find you waiting in your rental car parked at the curb with your warning flashers on. When I walked over and tapped on the window you looked my way and your face split into a huge smile. A dropped into the passenger seat and pulled your face to mine. I specifically remember feeling the excitement as our lips touched and our tongues danced; that feeling of longing and need. You pulled away from the curb and I directed you through the city toward the drive-in and, after paying the admission, we parked near the back of one of the smaller screens. We just sat and talked, your head resting on my chest, in the front seat as the sun went down and the surrounding became veiled with the shadow of darkness.
I leaned down, placing my lips next to your ear, and whispered, “get into the backseat, love.” As you wordlessly climb into the back seat, I maneuver the front seats to the forward-most position. Then, I climb out of the front seat and join you in the back. As the first movie begins, I wrap my arm around your back and pull your body close to mine. My fingers trace patterns up your arms and along the side of your neck, and I’m sure you can hear my heart pounding in my chest.
After one pass, that involved me caressing your earlobe between my thumb and forefinger, you make a noise somewhere between a sign and a moan. Smiling to myself I dip my hand beneath your dress and unclasp your bra. The fabric separates with ease from your flesh as I bring my hand around and cup one breast and give it a squeeze while rolling your hardening nipple between my fingers. You gasp as I squeeze the delicate nub and hiss when I release it.
Your hand, already resting on my thigh, begins creeping upward, and I can feel myself growing, pushing against the inside of my jeans. My cock gives an involuntary twitch as your fingers brush over where it is attempting to force its way through my pants and, pulling my hand from your shirt, I entwine my fingers in you hair and gently guide your head into my lap.
Your face now inches from my jeans-encased cock, I begin to edge your dress upward exposing your beautiful ass wrapped in the dark blue panties I choose earlier that day. I glide my fingers down your back until they are resting on the outside of your smooth ass. Pulling the fabric to the side, I run two fingers across your pouting lips, already engorged with blood and feel the moisture glistening on your folds. You sigh as I do this and I can feel your warm breath on my member and I strain for release.
Your fingers move imperceptibly and, before I realize what you’re doing, my cock is free and you are running your tongue up the length. Plunging it into your mouth, you work my shaft with precision and I find my fingers wrapped in your hair once more as I begin pulling you away. You fight to retain possession of my raging erection, but it makes a popping nose as it escapes the suction of your mouth. Leading you by your hair, I position you onto your back, you dress pushed up to your hips as I say, “you’ve had enough of a taste…it’s my turn.”
With that, I drop to the floor of the car and begin licking invisible lines up your inner thighs. You try to lift off the seat, forcing my mouth closer to your sex, but I correct you with a pinch of your clit and a terse, “sit still.” Something in the tone of my voice cause you to relax and, while you still writhe, your ass remains firmly planted on the seat as I dive into your dripping pussy, surfacing only for air and the occasional nibble on your clit as it peeks out from your hood.
Finally, I rise and, with a finger, wipe your juice from my chin. I lean forward and glide the glistening finger across your lips, still slightly parted. You lean up and take my finger into your mouth and suck greedily on it. Placing a knee on the seat I grip your hip with my other hand and slide you to the edge. As you continue cleaning my finger I hold my cock and rub it over your clit. Bringing it down, parting your lips, I let the head slip inside. Immediately, you try to lift your hips, but I pull my hand from your mouth and wrap it around your throat; not hard, but enough to get the meaning across.
Slowly, I tease you by popping my head, but nothing more, in and out of your beautifully tight cunt. You begin to beg and on the fifth “please, Sir” I plunge deep into you. You cry out and I tighten my grip around your neck as I thrust hard and fast. My other hand moves to your mons and I begin teasing your clit. In no time I can feel your pussy clenching around me, and looking down at you, your eyes rolling back, I say “cum for me, love,” and you release a flood onto the backseat.
Pulling my soaking cock from between your legs, I drop back onto my knees on the floor and drag your limp body into the middle. Grasping a hank of hair, I pull your head to the edge of the seat and over to my waiting cock. With one hand holding the back of your head, and the other resting on your pussy, I begin you fuck your mouth. My fingers fly across your clit, and every so often they land heavily on your sensitive button. As I feel the pressure rising, I deliver a punishing blow directly to your clit which causes you to open wide in a gasp, at which point I thrust completely into your mouth and unload down your throat. You wrap your lips tightly around the root of my cock until the final pulse subsides and I withdraw. As it slips out of your mouth you wordlessly mouth “thank you, Sir.” I lean forward and kiss your forehead saying, “good girl,” before taking you into my arms. You’re trembling slightly, and I pull off my shirt and wrap it around you as we lie together just as the movie begins.
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