My dad has all these old comics and toys and crap from the 80s and 90s that he always says are valuable. What I knew was that growing up, it used to piss me off that I couldn’t ever take any of that stuff out of the box. Every now and then he’d sell something. Mostly, other older guys would come and look and they’d talk and they’d leave empty handed.
So, a few months after I graduate high school and I’m thinking about spending the rest of my life in this shitty little town, working at the truckstop, squeezing out kids, and a car pulls into the driveway. A nice car. I watch the guy get out. Middle aged, thick around the middle, thinning hair, but not bad looking. Mostly, I noticed his shoes. Around here, guys wear sneakers or boots. He was wearing black leather dress shoes. He and dad went into the back room where all the toys are, and I went into my room and put on my shortest skirt and tightest tank top. I made myself up and then grabbed a popsicle.
I went into the room, sucking that popsicle, making a show of it, asked them if they needed anything. Dad was absolutely horrified. Andy couldn’t take his eyes off me, but Dad pushed me out of the room like I was poison.
So I started walking. Nice thing about living on a dead end road is you know which way people are going to go when they leave. So I waited a while, and then I saw his car. I stepped out and waved, he stopped, and I asked him if he can give me a lift.
I got in, he told me he’s heading back to the city, but he’s happy to drop me anywhere, and I just straight up asked him if I can come with him. He waffled a little, and I put my hand in his lap and said please. So he pulled out and started driving, and I pulled his cock out. It’s a nice cock, not small, not too big, thick around the middle. His balls are big and loose. I played with him, not really jerking him off, just teasing, tickling his balls, caressing the shaft. He started to leak precum, and I licked it off my fingers and got back to playing with him.
He told me to get naked. He had tinted windows, so I did, and he just drove, didn’t lay a hand on me. I teased myself as bad as him, massaging my big tits and playing with my pussylips without really getting myself off. I was so horny I could barely see straight. And the whole time, he’s making small talk. He was asking me all these sort of getting-to-know-you questions, and I was answering as best I could.
After an hour or so, we got to the interstate, and he put his hand on the back of my head and pushed me down. I sucked his cock frantically. By then, he’s leaked so much precum, I was wondering if he has anything left, but he did. Maybe 15 minutes of sucking and he started pumping his cum into my mouth. He was sweet and salty, a thick, heavy load. When he finished, I sat back, and started to go to town on my pussy, but he reached down and pulled my hand away.
“Not yet,’ he said.
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