I nodded to her as I pulled my pants up and started the vehicle. I drove back around to the front and let her out. She left with her bag. I looked at all the people wander back and forth. Samantha came back with a smile on her face and shaking her head.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as she got in.
“Wrong?” Samantha smiled. “Nothing is wrong,” She stated as she buckled her seat belt.
I got back on the interstate and looked over at her. She was smiling and staring at me. “You’re staring,” I said as I looked back at the road.
“Do you always cum that much?” Samantha asked.
“Usually,” I shrugged. “Some of the women I have been with like it,” I stated back at her.
“Oh, it’s not a bad thing, especially since it doesn’t taste awful like most men,” Samantha shrugged as she looked away.
“You tasted it?” I asked, shocked. The thought of her tasting my cum made my dick throb.
“Of course,” Samantha said back, almost shocked that I would ask such a question. “I had to couldn’t let it all go to waste.”
“Okay,” I replied. There were a few moments of silence as the sky turned gray. It was going to rain.
“I am glad you are driving,” Samantha said, leaning forward. At that moment, the sky opened up, and the rain came down in buckets. Soon the road was hardly visible as the rain came down harder.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yes,” Samantha replied. I could tell she was nervous.
“I can pull over if you would feel more comfortable,” I said.
“It just brings back bad memories, that’s all,” Samantha said, looking out at the sheets of rain.
“Tell me about it,” I said, trying to get her to calm down.
Samantha told me about an accident she had with her parents and older brother. She was the sole survivor. It had happened in a rainstorm just like this one. I reassured her that I was an excellent driver in any condition and that I would try not to let it happen again.
We made it to her place, but the rain was still coming down. “If you go and open the door, I will get the luggage,” I said to her as I opened the door. The rain was coming down, pelting my body with cold bullets. I ran to the door with her luggage. “Here you go,” I said as I got to the door.
“Come in,” Samantha said as she grabbed my hand. I barely heard the door close behind us. I began to look around when I felt Samantha push me against the wall. Her lips smashed into mine as we kissed. “Follow,” she said as she walked away from me.
I followed her through the long hallway with its white walls. It opened out into a large living room. “Sit,” Samantha said as she began to take off her top.
I sat on the long white leather couch as Samantha pulled down her jean pants. I grabbed my pants and slid them off. Samantha stood before only wearing her bra, which she seductively took off. She turned around with her back to me as she let it drop to the floor. Slowly she walked backward.
I held my dick steady as she lowered herself down onto it. “Fuck,” she said as my dick slowly slid into her. Samantha steadied herself as she placed her hands on my knees. I watched as just the head of my dick disappeared inside of her, stretching the inside of her pussy.
I grabbed her waist, but she slapped my hands away. Again she began to lower her body, taking more of my dick inside of her. Samantha slowly took the rest of me inside her as she leaned forward. She began to bounce up and down. Samantha started slow. Then she got faster going all the way down, then all the way to the tip.
“Fuck,” I moaned as I watched her ass bounce off my lap. She leaned forward, spreading my legs apart with her hands. I remembered what she said when she stated she liked being on top. “Damn,” I said, stopping her for a moment. I pulled her backward as I squeezed and held her big tits in my hands.
“Throwing in the white flag already?” Samantha asked with an evil grin.
“No,” I shook my head. “I was beginning to think you really were trying to tear it off,” I smiled.
Samantha looked over her shoulder. “I haven’t even started yet,” she said as she stood up. Samantha reached for my hand as she pulled me up off the couch. “Lay down,” she ordered.
I lay flat on the carpet as she straddled me. This time she held my dick steady as she lowered her self onto it. Slowly she rocked back and forth as she flipped her long red hair to one side. “You ready?” she asked as she looked down at me.
I nodded back at her. I watched her giant tits as she began to rock back and forth faster and harder. Her eyes looked down at me as she kept increasing the pace. Slowly she raised herself over me into a squatting position. She placed both hands on my chest as she bounced faster.
“Fuck,” I said as I watched her ride my dick harder than any of the other women that had ever done it. I watched my dick disappear and reappear at an alarming rate. It felt like she was trying to tear it right off.
I reached up and stopped her again. I was holding her tightly against my body. “Are you giving up?” she seductively whispered in my ear.
Samantha looked me in the eyes as she rolled her hips around my dick.
“No,” I said, trying to catch my breath. Samantha smiled with her usual naughty look.
“Then don’t stop me,” she said as she pushed herself off me. Her hands gripped my chest as she squatted with her knees bent. She leaned forward and began riding me hard again.
I had to grit my teeth. Samantha bounced faster. “I’m cumming,” I said.
“Not yet,” she said, shaking her head. Her red hair swung from side to side. Samantha pushed off of me, sitting upright. She placed her hands on her knees as she straightened up.
“Holy fuck,” I said as my toes curled. Samantha rode up and down on my dick with her hands dragging through her hair.
“Come on, big boy, just a moment longer,” Samantha teased. Her big tits swayed from side to side as she slowly used her knees to push her body up and down on my dick.
I shook my head. The site of her body riding me in this fashion was enough. Samantha swung her knees from under her forcibly, impaling herself on my dick. “Fuck!” I said as I came hard. Samantha lay on top of me as I came inside of her.
“It’s still intact,” Samantha smiled as she rolled off me.
“No, thanks to you,” I smiled.
“I did warn you,” Samantha shrugged.
“Yes, you did,” I nodded.
We lay on the floor for a few moments. Both of us catching our breath. “Lauren was right,” Samantha said as she propped her head up, on her elbow looking over at me. “You do cum a lot.”
“What?” I said, looking over at her.
“You really didn’t think we messed up the hotel reservation?” Samantha said as she leaned over me.
“That was done on purpose?” I asked, stunned.
“Lauren’s idea,” Samantha said. “I was a bit disappointed when you didn’t want to sleep in the same bed. “Lauren said you liked it when she takes charge, so I had to find a way to initiate the outcome.”
Slowly she got up to her feet. I got up as well. I followed her naked body into the kitchen. “So, this was all a ploy to…”
“Fuck you?” Samantha said as she got out two glasses. “Absolutely,” she said as poured us both sweet tea.
“Well,” I smiled. “I hope I didn’t disappoint.”
“Disappoint,” Samantha said, shaking her head. “Excelled is a much better word,” Samantha said as she leaned over the long bar. “I can’t wait for the next time.”
“When will that be?” I asked as I leaned forward to look at her.
“Not tonight,” Samantha shook her head. “We both need some sleep. So, you can have the guest room if you choose to stay. And we can see what happens.”
“I do have to get back to the rental place in the morning,” I nodded.
“Drive carefully,” Samantha smiled as she walked to a staircase. “I can lock the door from upstairs.”
I walked into the living room and gathered my clothes. I got back onto the road and headed home. My phone went off as I stopped at a red light I looked at the text. It was from Samantha. “Still trying to get clean from all your cum. Can’t wait for next time.”
I smiled and shook my head. I pulled into my apartment building parking. My phone went off again. I thought it was another text from Samantha, so I waited until I was inside. After putting my things away, I started up my game console and picked out my phone. It was a text from Lauren. “I hear that I might be making another shirt.”
“You set me up,” I replied.
“You’re welcome.” She replied. “Or should I say you’re well, CUM?”
“You might have to get that extra shirt large for her chest,” I replied.
“Already ahead of you. See you Monday.”
I put the phone down and smiled. I had never wanted a workweek to start sooner than I did at this moment.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/gkur30/taking_one_for_the_team_part_four_2_of_2_mf