Just a quick blowjob from earlier tonight. Nothing too crazy, but, as always, I hope you enjoy! Please let me know if you do.
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It’s around 7 pm. My boyfriend has taken me out to a light dinner, and he spontaneously suggests we see Star Wars after. I’d forgotten it was coming out, but I happily agree.
We arrive at the theater soon after, but find that tickets for the 7:30 are already sold out; as are tickets for the next one, and the one after that. It’s one of those situations where it would take too long to go home and come back, so we just buy tickets to the next available show–over an hour from now–and head back out to the car to wait.
He had to park the car at a remote corner of the parking lot, due to the theater being so full, so we practically run back to it, as if the cold air is chasing us. But we survive, and once in the car–him in the driver’s seat and me in the passenger’s–turn the heat on full blast.
We listen to the radio and browse our phones; I ask him about his day; we talk about last night and what we might have changed. Just casual, fun chatting with my boyfriend while we pass the time.
I rub his thigh as he talks, and, as I’m wont to do, eventually find the hand rubbing his bulge instead. I swear I don’t do it on purpose: my hand is magnetically attracted to bulges. It’s a 100% legit condition. 100%.
Anyway, I keep rubbing the bulge through his pants, and it starts to inflate down his leg. Harder and harder it goes, growing bigger along the way; as the shaft assumes its hard, curved state, the head starts working its way up the anterior side of his thigh.
I keep rubbing.
I can now feel the ridge along the base of his swollen cock head, pressing through his tight-fitting pants. It swells further, and now I can feel veins snake along the fabric as well.
I keep rubbing.
I slide my hand down and cup the bulge of his balls, squeezing lightly through the fabric. Then back up to his shaft goes my hand, and I grip the fabric against it, forming a perfect relief of the cock underneath.
I keep rubbing.
I can feel his cock twitch now. Each time it does, the head pushes up against the fabric, and then lowers again. I drag the tip of my fingernails up his fabric-covered shaft, and his cock twitches again. And then again, as I softly run my fingernails over the head.
Prior to now, we’d continued chatting, pretending as if nothing else was happening. But after the fourth or fifth instance of his dick twitching, he stops talking and silently adjusts his chair to lean back.
I spend a few moments surveying the area around our car. The parking lot is completely filled with vehicles, even right beside and in front of us, but they all seem empty: everyone must be in a movie already. I can see cops hanging out at the entrance like usual, but that’s far from this corner of the lot. And finally, there’s no street lamp near this section, so our car is essentially shrouded in darkness.
I decide it’s safe to go a little farther with him.
I rub Mariano’s clothed bulge for another minute or so. I feel a small wet spot bleeding through at the tip of it: I touch my finger to the spot, and then bring it to my lips, meeting them with the sweet taste of precum. Mm.
I unbutton the fly of my boyfriend’s jeans, and wrestle the hardened cock from them: it flops back and lays on his stomach. I reach in and fish the balls away from his crotch, and pull those out too, and the fly of his jeans forces them to hold right at the base of his cock.
I reach over and pick up Mariano’s shaft with my right hand, and jerk it slowly. The skin feels tacky–he must have jerked off earlier and then just shoved the messy dick back in his pants. I ask him what he jerked off to earlier: “a nice lady getting fucked by two monster cocks,” he replies. Mm.
I jerk him just how he likes it. I hold the side of my thumb firm against the top side of his dick, curving it in as I drag it up, almost as if I’m stretching the thing out. Meanwhile my other fingers grip more lightly on the bottom side of his cock, drawing his slight bit of foreskin over the bottom side of the head.
I see precum beading up on the head, so I pull my thumb and index finger together over it, collecting the liquid between them, and then lick it off them. I love this stuff.
I go back to jerking him, using a more conventional grip this time. I occasionally switch hands to make sure that my motion stays consistent in speed and strength.
I take another look around the car and don’t see anyone; “Keep an eye out, ok?” I request, before bending down across the center console, bringing my head to his cock.
I can smell the dried cum on him, collected especially around the head of his dick and the extra skin that lives there. I lovingly lap at it until every spot of dried cum has dissolved into my saliva and been swallowed down my throat.
I press my nose against his balls for a moment and inhale the sweaty scent, all musky from being stuck in his pants all day. I find a spot of cum on them and lick that clean too.
Then I grab Mariano’s cock with my free hand and point it toward me, and take it into my mouth. I suck on the first few inches of it while my hand jerks below, rotating back and forth around his shaft as it moves. I pull off completely and my hand continues jerking, this time over his entire length. And then back down I go, sucking and jerking once more.
I stop jerking and steady the dick with a ring of fingers at the base of it. Then, tilting my head sideways, and curving as I go, silently the whole way, I take the cock fully into my mouth. The curvature of his cock, and the angle from which I’m taking it, means that his head presses rather uncomfortably into the upper part of my pharynx; but I know he likes it, and I get satisfaction just from knowing that I’ve taken the entire cock, so I let it stay there.
I hold there, his entire length planted inside me, and undulate my tongue against the surface of his shaft. When I can no longer hold out, I draw my mouth back up the cock, pressing my lips tightly against it and sucking. When my mouth reaches the head, I drag my teeth *lightly* across the foreskin-covered ridge, and he moans in response.
Back down I go, taking every inch of meat in my mouth. Again I hold while moving my tongue, and then come back up, before going right back down once more. I’m moving slowly and deliberately, and neither of us is making a sound. I love the theatrics of a facefuck, but this is no-nonsense deepthroat at its best.
There’s a moment where I hear a car door close somewhere near us, and my instinct is to jerk my head off his dick to see where it’s coming from–but Mariano immediately reaches down and holds my head in place, and says: “Don’t worry about it. Suck my cock.” So I continue my pattern of deepthroat, suck, deepthroat, suck.
When the back of my mouth begins to feel a little raw, I break the pattern and go back to sucking his dick while jerking it. I’m in love with the cock, and moan as I suck–it tastes and feels so damn good.
The moaning pushes him over the edge, and he announces that he’s about to cum. I keep jerking steadily, deliberately, while focusing intent sucks on the tip of his head. I jerk a little faster, and hold my mouth open, my tongue pressed under his head to make sure I catch anything that comes out.
Semen flows from the head of Mariano’s cock down onto my waiting tongue, then slides back and collects in my eager mouth. It’s comparable in volume to yesterday’s load, but much creamier; I imagine that it looks like a blinding-white spoonful of yogurt collecting on my tongue.
My tongue pushes the bulk of the load to collect in the back of my mouth, and then laps up the remaining drops from the head of my boyfriend’s cock. I squeeze from the base of his cock up to the head, and am able to eke out a few more precious drops of the white stuff.
I play with the load in my mouth. With my tongue, I push the cum from one side of my mouth to the other, and then up toward my lips, almost letting it spill out but pulling back just in time. I close and open my lips, and I can feel the thick cum forming bridges between them as they spread. Meanwhile, saliva is flowing into my mouth, mixing with the sperm and causing it to get more voluminous and less viscous.
It tastes a little less salty than yesterday, but just as mild, maybe slightly bitter. It’s so good.
I swallow and feel the cum cling to my esophagus as it slides down. I find a bit more cum at the front of my mouth, move it to the back with my tongue, and swallow that too.
All done!
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The movie was good too.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7jykse/fm_sucking_dick_in_a_parking_lot_and_swallowing
Oh goddamn. Are you allowed to xpost this to r/canthold?
You should have kept your mouth on his dick when he was coming. No need to be so paranoid when sucking him off in the parking lot. I got head in the car so many times parked and have never been fucked with. Additionally I’ve got my dick sucked while driving and even passed cops and have never been fucked with.
You are a wonderful cockworshipper. Glad someone like you is out there draining your lucky man in such skilled fashion