It was an average Pacific Northwest summer evening. Mary and I had spent the whole night mutually getting each other off and having incredibly lewd conversations in anticipation for her trip to come see me for 2 weeks. Driving in to the airport my cock alternated between full mast and a semi like some sort of independently breathing living creature, while I alternated between thinking about finally covering Mary’s ass in my cum again and then attempting to not drive directly into a tree at highway speed. There’s plenty of societal stigma about driving drunk, tired, and stoned.. but definitely not enough about driving horny.
I pulled up to arrivals, leaned back, and waited for Mary. I had asked her last night if she had some way she’d always dreamed about getting fucked. I expected something like, “Gee I’d love to get gangbanged by 15 dicks”, or maybe “How about against the glass window of a beautiful penthouse suite with its own spa over a bottle of expensive champagne”. You know, predictable and stereotypical stuff. But nope, she just wanted to shag at the top of a mountain. *That’s doable*, I’d thought to myself. So the next morning, I put together a surprise. A surprise which now sat in a book bag in my car’s back seat.
I saw Mary approaching. Mary is a long-haired brunette. A beautiful girl with a fit, hourglass figure. She has an absolutely voluptuous ass, a perfect jiggly bubble butt that’s both firm and soft. She stands at 5’6″ with perky C cup breasts, and she will absolutely fuck your brains out if she ever lays with you. Her face is cute, round featured and full lipped, with almond shaped eyes that betray her half Asian heritage. I’m a 5’11” guy, 170 athletic pounds, long brown hair gently curled at the ends, streaked with grey despite being in my early 20s. I have a thick, perfectly straight 8 inch cock straight, that shows itself liberally in any pants I wear, even when it’s soft.
Being the gentleman I am, I let her load her one suitcase into the car herself while I sat there in the driver’s seat with an enormous erection, doing absolutely nothing. She opened the passenger side door and sat down, “Thanks for helping.” Her eyes went to my lap, “Oh. Ok.” She giggled. “Are you going to fuck me right here?”
“I know you’re joking, but if I didn’t have something else in mind I’d be tempted.” I replied, putting the car in gear and pulling away. Mary was no stranger to sex in front of others, as you may remember from my last story. “Like what?” she inquired. “Well part of it is in that bag behind us, and the rest you’ll have to see when we get there!” Mary bit her lip, and gave me her classic “I really need your dick inside my orifices” look that she had mastered 6 months ago.
We pulled onto the highway, and began the hour long journey to the destination I had in mind. We made small talk about her flights for a bit, but it was clear that Mary’s mind was burning for more than mere conversation. She was squirming in her seat, running her hands along my leg, and feeling my bulge. The airport car ride had become a ritual for us, and this was just the start. “I’m wet for you.” Of course she was. “Want to see?” Of course I did. My hand slipped over, sliding along her smooth thigh, under her dress, and onto her soaked thong, right over her clit. She was wet indeed. Her own hand deftly undid my belt buckle, unzipped my trousers, pulled my cock free, and began to stroke it. She moaned. It was nearly 9PM and we still had 30 more agonizing minutes of driving.
“Want me to suck you?” It wasn’t an actual question. By now, Mary’s legs were spread wide and her panties were pulled to the side, baring her pussy. I teased her clit with two fingers, while she fingerfucked herself with 2 of her own. Her other hand gripped my shaft tightly. Before she had even finished her sentence, her head was bent over the console and teasing the tip of my cock with her lips. She picked up pace with her fingers, and slid her lips all the way down my shaft at the same time, letting out a loud cock muffled moan. My fingers left her clit and went to the back of her head, pushing her down on my cock. Mary’s legs suddenly squeezed together around her hand, hips bucking against herself, as she moaned with her mouth still full of cock and made herself cum.
I stared at the road, concentrating with all my might on every sign and line we passed by, trying not to blow my load in her mouth right then. Her head bobbing slowed down, and her fingers retreated from inside her wet opening and made do with just playing with her clit. She began to slowly and casually deep throat me, expertly bringing her lips all the way to my balls before retreating them back up to the head. Mercifully, we pulled off the freeway and entered the city proper just as I began to see stars. Mary’s face popped off my cock and she flashed me a wicked grin, and asked if we were almost there.
We were close. The road began to climb in a lazy winding pattern up a mountainside. 10 minutes later we pulled into a parking lot near the top. A beautiful manicured green field stretched down the hill below us, interspersed with small groves of evergreen trees. The sun had just set behind the mountains and its dying orange rays lit up the sky west of us. Her hand finally left my cock, I readjusted my pants, she readjusted her panties, and we left the car to bake in the smell of sex with the summer heat.
“Is this the surprise? It’s pretty up here.” Mary said. “Half of it. Let’s go down into the park a little.” We wandered down the field. Some other couples from the nearby university were walking around enjoying the evening, a few of them splayed out on blankets and enjoying the sun in as little clothing as they could manage without getting arrested. As we walked and talked, Mary would throw little mischievous glances my way as she bit her lip and let a hand wander around her thigh. Eventually, we left the path and swung around a small grove of trees, stopping at a more secluded area of the grass. I put my pack down on the ground and unzipped it. Reaching in, I pulled out a threadbare towel and a couple of old couch pillows that still had some firmness to them.
“Uh, that’s the surprise?” Mary said, her erotic expression replaced with a rather scandalised and confused one. “Remember last night when you said you wanted to have sex on top of a mountain? Well here we are!” I exclaimed. She stared at me for a few moments, a grin slowly breaking out on her face. “Well.. ok. But you can’t let me be too loud you know..” Regrettably, I failed at that.
Moments later she was on top of me, my hands making a mess of her sun dress and hiking it up over her ass. I slipped a hand between her thighs while my other groped her round cheeks. Mary slipped the dress straps down her arm and let the dress fall off her tits. She unhooked her bra and rubbed her chest against me. She moaned softly in my ear and bounced her hips on top of me, running her slit along my hand and pressing her clit into my hard shaft. She kissed my neck, and moved her head down my body until it was over my cock. Once again her hands removed my belt and pulled my cock free; her mouth wasted no time taking myself inside it and she began to suck desperately. She cupped and squeezed my balls with one hand, and wrapped the other around the bottom of my shaft, her lips traveling down to meet her fingers halfway. I placed both my hands on the back of her head, which was her cue to let go of my shaft with her own. She looked up at me with those beautifully shaped brown eyes, and stared into my eyes as my hands pulled her all the way down my cock. Mary let out a muffled moan. Her eyes dropped down to my cock again and she began to work it herself, twirling her tongue around my engorged head, lapping at my shaft, and twisting her head as she threw her face down my cock.
“This isn’t very romantic is it?” Mary looked up at me from her work-in-progress blowjob. The look on her face should have liquified my eyeballs, but it only made me laugh. Her lips came off me with a pop and she began laughing herself. “No, but it’s ok.” She sensually rubbed her body against me as she brought her hips back up over my cock. We shared a deep kiss. She put her face beside my own, facing the ground, and reached one arm between us to pull her thong to the side, grab my cock, and begin to guide me inside of her. “You know what else isn’t romantic? Sucking my cock for half an hour right after you get off the plane before you even kiss me for the first time.” “Fuck you.” she responded breathily, as the head of my shaft spread her wet lips and finally slipped inside her.
I could immediately feel how tight she was. She’d gone months without a cock, having only her fingers to satisfy herself. I could feel her tight pussy squeezing me in lockstep with her heartbeat. She pressed her soft breasts into my chest and slowly rubbed her whole body against me, just barely riding the very tip of my cock, trying to stretch herself out to take it all.
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“Fuck, it’s so big.” she whispered. I put both my hands on her exposed ass. “Let me help.” I began to firmly pull her down, thrusting my cock up inside her at the same time, burying myself deeper inside her inch by inch. Mary bit the pillow hard and put one arm under my shoulders. She tried as hard as she could to muffle her loud moans, but failed. If it wasn’t for the steady wind through the trees the whole park would’ve heard.. even then, maybe they did. Finally, the last inch of my cock finished filling her up. Mary came immediately. Her body shuddered against me, her moaning getting louder. Her hips bounced lightly on my cock, but kept me fully inside her. Her clit grinded into against my pelvis, and her already impossibly tight pussy began squeezing my thick cock in a vice grip. She stuffed her face into the pillow, as she tried to muffle her high pitched little “Mmmf!” sounds that her intense orgasm ripped from her throat.
I was barely holding on. Just as her squeaks finished up, I managed to slide myself all the way out of her pussy, before filling her back up with one long and deep stroke. I continued fucking her like this, managing maybe 15 to 20 strokes. She suddenly spasmed and clenched down on my cock again, then whispered “Oh god.. Fucking cum in me Allen.” into my ear alongside another deep moan. I felt her tight hole slicken with her juices as she came on my cock again, coating my shaft and my balls.
Obviously, no mortal man could withstand such an onslaught. I managed a single “Holy fuck!” before I pushed my hips up into Mary, burying my cock as deep as possible, and then flexed stream after stream of my cum into her pussy. After each spasm, I pulled myself ever so slightly out of her, so I could feel the intense pleasure of the head of my shaft gliding back up into her pussy while she squeezed it tight, as I filled her with another rope of cum. Her head came off the pillow and she stared straight down at me, mouth open wide with shock and pleasure. Her hands grabbed and scratched at my chest. The only words she could manage were “Fuck yes!”
But that wasn’t enough for Mary. She’d been cock starved for months, and feeling me cream pie her pussy did nothing but drive her straight over the edge.. into madness. She closed her eyes, but her mouth stayed in her “O face” state. Just as I was filling her with the last bit of my load, she lifted her hips off me and immediately slammed them back down onto my cock. She did it again, harder, and then again, faster. She began to ride me furiously, concentrating so hard that her eyes stayed closed and her breathing nearly stopped. She could only manage a single quick and desperate breath every few seconds. Her clit collided with my pelvis, making a wet slapping sound every time she bottomed out on me. My shaft was coated in both her and my cum, which let her effortlessly glide along it. It wasn’t long before she came hard. Mary let out a shuddering sigh, staying down with her twitching pussy completely enveloping my cock, and quickly ground her clit against my body. Her whole body shook with an orgasm.
But that wasn’t enough for Mary. Before she had even finished cumming on me, she fell downwards and began to bounce her ass and hips on me again, as fast as she possibly could. Her breathing became progressively more ragged as she ran herself out of energy. The remnants of her orgasm occasionally showed when she suddenly pulled up and clenched hard on my cock, before resuming her pace. I threw caution and “being quiet” to the wind, and started slamming myself up into her motions, meeting them halfway. Mary moaned loudly and redoubled her efforts. We both tried to fuck each other into submission, but the conclusion was inevitable. I smacked her ass hard, and whispered in her ear: “Cum on my big cock Mary. I know you want to.” Mary immediately lost it once again, and began convulsing on top of me. She bit my neck in an effort to keep herself from screaming. Her hands scrambled for purchase on my body while her ass shook on my cock. She was so wet I could hear the sound of every little jiggle her pussy made in the throes of her orgasm. I continued to pound up into her as hard as I could while she came, pulling her hair and smacking her ass.
Finally, her orgasm ended. Mary collapsed onto me, completely exhausted, and I stopped slamming myself into her pussy. It was twilight by now. Mary and I both struggled for a while to try and catch our breath in the dark shade of the grove of trees behind us. She dismounted me. Her pussy was a soaking mess, covered in cum from both of us that had leaked out of her and then been pounded against her lips while she rode me. My cock was covered as well. Mary, with some difficulty, managed to stand up and pull her bra and sun dress back over herself. I quickly rolled up the towel and pillows, packed them, and joined her. She looked at me with her lip bit and asked if she looked “messy”
Mary’s hair was dishevelled, her dress was wrinkled, her face was red from exertion, and she smelled pretty terrible. “Yes, obviously. I’m no better I’m sure.” She laughed, but didn’t elaborate. We began to walk back to the car without bothering to clean ourselves up. We passed a few people on the way, most of them stealing second looks at Mary. When we arrived back at the car and sat down, it became obvious to me what people were looking at. The left bottom portion of her dress was stained and wet, and her inner thighs below that were covered in a visually apparent glistening, sticky mess of both her and my cum. She hadn’t even pulled her thong back over herself, instead opting to leave it pulled aside around her lips so my cum could drip out of her, mingle with her own wetness, and slip down her legs.
Mary didn’t care, but my car had black upholstery so I certainly did. An “Oi, what the fuck?” and a few moments struggling with the bookbag later, she was giggling and sitting on the towel, which was covered in grass and not really any better. I asked why she walked back like that. Her reply? “I love showing you off.” We had a great vacation.