Preface: You’ll want to read the first two parts for context here. Please let me know what you think. I’m curious to know if there’s an audience for this story.
Part 3
“Would you knock that off! Fix your clothes, please. You’re making me very uncomfortable.” Randal complained, trying his best to obey Chloe’s wise words of keeping his eyes on the road. He couldn’t help but to peek a few times, telling himself he was looking only to see if she was complying. She was not.
Chloe had turned her video camera on and was filming her hand as she rubbed up and down her own slit. “Randal, shut your mouth. You keep doing ‘Nice Guy’ you over there and I’ll keep doing me over here.”
Between the rough sex conversations with Lorelei, Randal’s hands all over her helping her into the car, and the show she had just performed at the gas station, Chloe’s sweet pink pussy was soaked. She had a plump mound where her two lips met with her lips protruding just a bit out past the mound. Like the rest of her body the valley between her thighs was just as pale with her pussy giving off a slight pink hue.
With the camera pointed at her pussy she took her panties, still in her other hand, and rubbed them in her leaking juices. She pushed the panties past her mound, parting her lips to reveal a dark pink interior. Even though he was only getting quick glimpses of the show, as he “checked on her compliance”, the light from the camera put her entire pussy on full display for him. With her legs spread, the skin around her pussy pulled tightly revealing how smooth everything was down there.
Despite Randal’s disgust of being derogatorily referred to as a “nice guy” on several occasions this evening, he was really trying his best not to gawk at Chloe’s show. After all, he was very happily married to the most attractive woman he knew. However, that didn’t lessen the eroticism Chloe was projecting right now. Randal could feel his member growing. Having adjusted himself upon entering the car, his length was able to extend straight down his right leg along the inside of his thigh, lifting up against his pants leg. He was trying to ignore it, hoping it would retreat back down but his cock continued to betray him.
Chloe had completed the cleaning of her external juices with her panties. With the camera following the panties she brought them up and barely pushed them into her mouth. She gripped them with her teeth, letting them hang down over her chin. With her newly freed up hand she traveled back down between her legs, the camera following.
Randal had given up protest and was trying to focus on the road. Thankfully the route he was traveling consisted mostly of old farm roads between fields, long and straight. Just like his now almost fully erect cock. He kept both hands tightly gripped on the steering wheel. He knew that if he tried to adjust his crotch at this point it would only add to the frustration of it being pointed down in his pants. It would also increase the rigidity which he was struggling to keep down.
The ride had turned to silence with the exception of Chloe’s not so soft moans as she had now begun a full on assault on her exposed pussy. She was using her middle two fingers, in a most precise pattern she was switching between rubbing circles around her clit, then fiercely running the fingers up and down the length of her slit several times before plunging them as deep as possible into her pussy. She would give several short strokes in and out each time before pulling them entirely out and heading north back to her clit to start again. Each time she removed her fingers she pulled out more and thicker juices. Strings of milky white liquid covered her pussy as she lapped her fingers back and forth. Her pattern seemed to increase speed with each revolution. Pushing harder on her clit, sliding her fingers faster along her mound, driving her fingers deeper and deeper into her pussy with increasing speed each time. Her moans grew louder with each passing cycle.
By now she had forgotten that Randal was even there. It was now only her, in her space, with her time. Somehow, however, the camera had never strayed from its intended field, keeping her gorgeous pussy in full view. While one hand was in furious motion the other was maintaining smooth focus.
Chloe’s moans continued to increased reaching an almost grunting sound. During Randal’s last few glances he noticed her thighs and calves tensing up. She was on the verge of release. Then suddenly…
“Uhhhh!!! Ahhhhh!!! Uhhhh!! Ahhhh!! Uhhhh! Ahhhh!” Chloe screamed in release as she orgasmed, cumming and spraying juices from her pussy in intermittent streams that matched her convulsions. The crystal clear liquid reached as far as Randal’s right thigh leaving wet marks that added to the growing spot he had already left from his own excitement.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v0jbgk/randal_the_nice_guy_part_3