Car Ride Torture, Part III [Mf]

After our sexting session, I let the guilt creep in. My anniversary was approaching and my wife was being a little sweeter than normal. I tried to forget Amy, even going as far as blocking her for a few weeks hoping that would end things without me really having to act. Yet late at night when I was sexually frustrated my thoughts would return to her. I’d stroke my cock to the thought of her little ass rubbing against me. I’d cum as I thought about her thinking about me.

Karen and I went away for a long weekend to celebrate in our favorite mountain town. We’d spend the days hiking and trying the local artisan hipster places and then fuck late into the night. It was sweet and lovely, but afterwards when Karen fell asleep I stared up in the dark longing for my little dirty girl. It wasn’t her fault that Amy had awakened something in me she couldn’t satisfy, but the situation still demanded a resolution.

When we returned home, I promised myself I’d wait one more day before reaching out to Amy. I made it to just after dinner. I hid out in the bathroom while Karen was enjoying HGTV and I unblocked the number of my teen tease. I sent out a text to see how she was doing. She replied with an angry face emoji.

I inquired about the angry face and she explained that she didn’t appreciate me blocking her, especially since I hadn’t told her anything was wrong. I had a light afternoon at work, so I suggested we meet up to discuss it tomorrow. She said that sounded good since she needed a ride into town anyway. After I saw that she signed off, I pulled up the pictures she had sent before and jerked off into the sink imagining she was on her knees to get her face covered.

Trying to get any work done that morning was nearly impossible. I had Amy’s body on the brain. I would sit at my desk remembering how she made me explode in the car until my cock would start showing through my pants and then I’d have to hope no one would come by until it subsided. Then I’d repeat it all over again.

I had gotten so horny that I had a serious debate about jerking off at work before I left to pick up Amy–I couldn’t believe I even considered being that reckless. In the end, I decided I wanted to give her as big of a load as possible and knowing it was all from thinking about her I thought might be of interest to her.

I drove to parking lot where we had agreed to meet. As I sat there, I was amazed at how young all the girls looked. There were many attractive ones who walked by, but my thoughts stayed on Amy. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t even notice she had approached when I heard my door open and I turned quickly to see who it was.

I was a little disappointed to see she was wearing leggings under a little sundress, but given the cooler weather I couldn’t really expect the little shorts I got to enjoy last time.

“Hello, Mr. Ellis. I’ll be sitting in my own seat today, if that’s okay with you.” She laughed at her own quip. “I really shouldn’t be joking with you since you’ve been such a jerk, but you looked like you needed a smile.”

I nodded. “Well, it’s been an interesting day. I’m a little wound up. Where was it you needed to go?”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I need to go collect some leaves at the arboretum for Bio. Is that some high school garbage or what? I mean, I don’t have to do it–just extra credit, but I think I’ll need all the help I can get with that one. Do you know where that is?”

“Yeah, we used to hang out there a lot. So what you have to get leaves from specific trees?”

“Exactly. I was able to get a few on campus, but they purposely added some you can only get at the arboretum. I guess to expand our horizons or whatever. So there’s six I have to get. Will you help me or are you just going to be my driver?”

“If I help, is there a reward?”

Amy smiled for a second before she could pull it down. “Well, Mr. Ellis, I suppose if you are nice enough to take me there and help me look, you might get a kiss out of it. I think that’s a fair trade.”

I agreed and we took off across town to the tree research park. It was pretty there–I used to enjoy running through the winding paths–so spending a little time helping Amy seemed like fun. The the little devil inside me added: it’s also pretty isolated.

We found most of what she needed pretty quickly, but there was one that we couldn’t find. We split up and after about 20 minutes I finally found it. I yelled out for her and she bounced over in an exaggerated gait. “Ha! You found it. I thought you were just messing with me. You even got a spare, just in case.”

She grabbed the two leaves from me and put them in her accordion file. “Stay here for a sec, I’m going to put these in the car. I want to go for a walk before we leave.”

I enjoyed the quiet for a few minutes while I waited. I watched the leaves fall and the starlings doing their weird formations in the meadow across from the path. Amy returned and grab my hand, lacing her fingers in between mine. The contact with her soft skin immediately set off flashback fireworks in my mind as we started walking.

“You’re blushing, Mr. Ellis. Does touching young girls do that do you? Or is it just this one?”

“I can’t say I go around touching a lot of girls, but I’m going to say our history probably has something to do with it.”

“Yes, probably so. I think there’s a lot more history to create though. Unless you’re going to keep being immature about things.”

“Immature?”

“Yeah, not talking to me. I’m not desperate for you or in love, but I do enjoy your company. And if you don’t enjoy mine, I wish you’d just say so instead of blocking me.”

“It wasn’t about you–I was just conflicted.”

“Then you use your words, Mr. Ellis. This thing is way too complicated for you not to say what you want. I promise I’ll be okay if you need some space.”

“Fair enough–I’ll work on that. But I don’t need space right now.”

“Mmm–I see. What do you need right now, sir?”

I grab her elbow with my other hand and start to lead her off the path and she stops me. “Tsk, tsk. Words. Use them.”

I laugh and then reflect. “How about that kiss you owe me? That’s what I need right now.”

She grinned. “Very good. Who said you can’t teach a very old dog something new. I have just the spot in mind. There’s a big tree in the middle of this path that would be such a romantic place to give you the kiss you earned.”

We walk the rest of the way in silence, hands interlocked. I look over ever once in awhile and Amy squeezes my hand in response. I feel my stomach tighten in a way I haven’t felt in ages and then I have to look away. This can’t be real, right?

Finally, we arrive at a massive oak tree. I know the story–this was the tree the college wanted to preserve and it was the reason this entire park exited. The trunk was massive at almost 5 feet wide. I stared in awe at the tree even though I’ve done the same thing every time I’ve come across it.

“Jeez, that’s a big tree. I heard about it, but it seems even bigger than people said.”

I started laughing, but Amy gave me a look that made me stop. “So, sir, have you ever looked at it from the other side?”

I shook my head. “No, I have to say I never have. I always just stayed on the path to look at it.”

Amy lead me into the grass. “Road less traveled and all that.”

She pulled me behind the tree and then crouched down in front of me. I felt her hands rub the outside of my pants and then press my burning shaft against my thigh. I could feel the heat from my growing cock radiate through my boxers as she pressed to check the length.

“Mmmm…I thought you felt big against my lap.” She looked up and blinked her eyes innocently. “I want to see it, Mr. Ellis.”

She pulled her hair back and secured it with a tie before diving forward and attacking my zipper with her teeth. I could feel her nose tease my hard shaft as she pulled the zipper down. I took a quick glance around–there were people walking along the path, but unless they knew to turn the right way they couldn’t see us behind the tree.

After she pulled the zipper down, she reached in and felt the contours of my balls first. She paused to hold them in her hand. “They seem a little small, sir. Especially, compared to the rest.”

“Well, it is a little chilly out here.”

“I see. Perhaps I should warm them up.” With that she reached into my boxers, she brushed against my cock on her way down to my sack. Her hand felt cold against them and I winced. She giggled. “Oh, poor baby, I guess my hands are too cold for the job.”

“You could use your mouth.”

“I don’t think so, sir. I have another kind of kiss in mind for you. You’d be really disappointed if you chose getting your balls sucked to what I had planned.”

She withdrew her hand and stood up. She moved in as if she was going to kiss me and then backed away when I responded in anticipation. She wagged her finger. “Nope–not that kind of kiss either.”

She leaned in so her cheek was grazing against mine. “You just have to accept one thing: I’m in charge. Just do is what I say and we’ll both have fun. Understand?”

I nodded.

“Good. I’m glad you understand that I know what’s best for you, Daddy.”

Just that word caused my cock to grow even more. It turned me on so much I didn’t want to analyze it. I just wanted to hear it again.

She turned around quickly and her ponytail brushed across my face. I focused on her tiny neck, how easily I could control her with my hands, but then I gave into surrender. She seemed to sense my mental debate and waited until I had let go of my aggression. Then she lifted up her dress and backed into me ass first, pressing me against the tree trunk.

She made small movements back and forth with her legging-covered ass, pressing my cock against her and then aligning it between her cheeks. I felt the raised edges of her panties rub against me. “Mmmm…do you know how many times I came thinking about this? God, you’ve got me soaked already. You should reach around and feel it.”

She grabbed my hand and pulled it around her, then forced it down between her legs. Even through two layers of fabric, I could feel how wet she was. “Feel what you do to me. That’s why I don’t let the other boys fuck me even though they never stop trying. Do you know how hard it is to not get fucked at college when you look like me? A hot little fresh 18 year old? But I waited–even as you ignored me. I knew they wouldn’t make me want them the way I want you.”

I squeezed between her legs and she slapped my arm. “No! I’m in charge!” She pushed my arm away and stepped forward. I missed her ass pressing against me already. “Get on your knees.”

I laughed at first, she didn’t smile. “What? I’m a little old…” Before I could finish she had pressed her foot between the trunk and the back of my knee and had forced me to start kneeling. I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I decided not to fight it and knelt in front of her.

She circled around me once, staring at me. “By the time we’re done, Daddy, you’re going to understand why you want to listen to me. You just have to trust me for now.”

She stopped in front of me and then moved forward. With a quick movement, she grabbed the back of my head, lifted up her dress again and pressed my nose right against the wet area between her legs.

“Smell it. Smell my tight teen cunt that aches for you. I want to feel you breath it in.”

I took a deep breath through my nose. I felt it get moist from the contact and her fragrance caused me to stiffen even more. I let out a little moan as I thought of what might be coming, then I reached up to grab her hips and pulled her even closer in.

“Good boy. Now you know my scent and it’s all over your face. I don’t want you fucking around with any other women, understand? Besides your little wifey, of course.”

As I nodded, my nose pushed against her lips and she squeaked. “It’s good to know you’re not afraid to get your face down there, but that’s not what we’re doing today. Take off your pants and boxers.”

I pulled back from between her legs and did what I was told. I watched as she kicked off her sandals and pulled her leggings down. She stared at me as she threw them behind her, dropping her dress back down to cover her panties. “Get on your back.”

It had been decades since I laid directly on the ground. It was so much harder than I remembered and the tree roots weren’t helping. However, that only entered my mind for a moment as I wondered what Amy had in store for me.

“This part is only for me and only for a few seconds. I don’t want to hear any sounds from you and I don’t want you to move your hands.”

I nodded. She stopped. “Say you fucking understand.”

“Yes, ma’am. I understand.”

“Good.”

She walked over and stood above my face. I could see up her dress and admired the huge wet spot on her purple cotton panties. I had to suppress a laugh when I noticed the small unicorn with “I’m so horny” embroidered just above where her slit began. Just as I began to wonder what she was going to do, she squatted down and sat on my face. The fabric of her panties was in my mouth and I could taste her clearly this time. I wanted to grab her and pull her panties off, but I obeyed even as she rocked her hips and pressed her covered pussy against my mouth. “Lick my panties, asshole.” I put my tongue against the unicorn and moved down and then back up. As I finished, she stood back up and dropped her dress back down.

“We’ll have to revisit that again down the road. I had one other thing before our grand finale, but I’m too fucking hot now to wait for it. Ground rules for this part: no penetration. If you penetrate, you will never see me again. Got it?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She leaned down and grabbed my exposed balls. As she squeezed she continued. “This is not a game, not a test, not an invitation for you to disobey. I don’t want your cock inside me right now. When you ignored me you made me cry, you made me feel like shit, you made me feel stupid. I have to trust you before I let you inside me. I don’t trust you right now. So, if you can’t follow this simple rule, you’re never going to know what it’s like to fuck me.”

“I completely understand. I was very thoughtless with my actions and I’m sorry for making you feel bad. I will be obedient, ma’am.”

“Excellent. Because you are going to be tempted.”

She lifted her dress once more and pulled down her panties just enough to show me her pussy. It was shaved except for a little triangle above her slit and her lips formed a perfect little flower petals leading to her deeper secrets. Then she pulled them back up.

She got down and straddled me. My cock was stretched down by her soaked panties. “If you haven’t figured it out by now, I’m going to kiss your cock with my pussy. Inside my little cute panties.”

I groaned as she pulled up her dress and moved down my legs while grabbing my cock. She put her fingers to her lips. “Quiet–there are some runners coming.” Then she pushed my cock against her soft stomach and moved back up until I felt the head slide in between her skin and her panties. She continued to move up as my cock felt her tiny bit of pubic hair. And then I felt her pussy against me. She teased the head with a few back and forth motions before moving to our final destination. My shaft was firmly between her lips and already covered in her juices.

She paused. “Daddy, I want you to fill my panties with cum. Now.”

She rocked back and forth, careful not to get the head back against her lips. Without me acting out, there was no chance I’d end up inside her. I certainly thought about it for a moment, but the long-term goal was enough to keep my lust in check. Besides, I had to admit this was pretty fucking hot.

I felt her dripping against my shaft and she moved her hands over mine, pressing me down. With all my edging, I knew I wouldn’t last long. As Amy continued to tease, I could feel the precum start to ooze. She seemed to read my mind and smiled. “I know you’re close. Just let it happen.”

She rocked a little faster and started to moan. Then she looked me in the eyes. “You owe me some cum. I want you to ruin my panties. I want to feel you spurt. I want our juices to mix…”

“Oh Amy…”

Hot cum shot out in long spurts, filling me with euphoria as Amy continued to rock. I could feel some of the cum in her panties rub against my head as she moved and that caused even more to escape. She continued to tease until my cock began to soften.

“Good boy. You really filled these up.”

She moved down my legs again and I felt my head give her lips one last kiss as she pulled away from me.

She stood up and rubbed the panties into her pussy for a second, massaging her clit with my cum. I heard some people talking as they walked along the patch behind us. “I think I got some inside me now, Daddy. That’s where you belong.”

Then she pulled her panties off and wiped the remaining cum off of her using them. She looked at me and smiled. Then she put the panties in her mouth, starting with the part most covered in cum. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as she tasted me. She pulled them out and continued to eat the rest of the cum. When she was finished, she showed me her cleaned underwear.

“And now I know how you taste. I can’t wait until I get some right from the source.”

She threw her panties at me. “Keep these at home. I want you to cum into these whenever you jerk off about me. Then I want you to bring them to me the next time I decide to see you. You can get dressed again.”

I looked down–my cock was bright red and sore from the friction of the cotton. I suddenly became aware that we were in public and probably being filmed by security cameras. Guilt about my wife started to creep in as the high subsided. But I wanted nothing more than to continue to be wrapped around Amy’s finger.

I nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”

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