He [M] gave me a ride home, so I [F] gave him head ♡

So I was trying to figure out how I was going to get home today, my friend usually gives me a ride, but she was out sick today. So, I was trying to figure out who I’d ask, since I really didn’t know who to ask. As I was standing around the parking lot, a familiar voice called out to me. It was the guy who I’d talked to earlier.

“Hey Lynn! You need a ride or somethin’?

He asked me, that country boy accent ringing out loud and clear. I stared at him for a second, then looked around and then back at my phone. I sighed and just walked over and asked him if he could give me a ride to a park near my house. He agreed and I got into his truck.

His truck wasn’t new, it was a pretty old looking truck, banged up, kind of rusted. He had some… “political stickers” on his rear window, one which I think will give you an idea of his beliefs.

“Let’s Go Brandon.”

He asked me where I wanted to go and so I told him the park near my house would be good enough. I really didn’t want him to know where I lived, so that was the best idea I had. He agreed and we drove off, we didn’t talk much, he didn’t turn on the radio, and we kind of just sat there in awkward silence.

We got to the park like 15 minutes later and as I was getting out, he put his hand on my thigh and said.

“Hey. Since I gave you a ride, you think I could get a reward for being nice?”

I watched as he adjusted himself in his seat and I knew what he wanted. Honestly, this would have normally turned me off, but since he was one of the guys who had fun with me at the bonfire, I kind of gave in easy. I told him alright and I kind of got on my knees on the seat of his truck. Luckily it was one of those seats that didn’t have that middle divider thing and was just like a full seat. (I’m not a car girl or car person, so I dont’ know what that’s called sorry)

I undid his pants buckle, unbuttoned his pants, and unzipped them and he lifted himself off the seat a little and he pulled down his pants. He pulled his cock out of his boxers and I will admit, I was a little shocked and impressed at what he was packing. His dick was pretty big, like it was as big as my forearm, not thick, but veiny. There must’ve been a smile on my face because he made a snide comment.

“I always knew bitches like you liked white cock.”

I ignored his dumb comment and I grabbed his dick and I started to stroke up and down gently. I put the tip of his dick in my mouth and I started to suck on it, using my tongue to lube him up, letting my drool leak down his cock. I could tell he liked that because he started to moan and his mouth kept talking too.

“Fuck. You goth bitches know how to suck dick. I bet you get a lot of practice sucking off black dudes.”

“I bet you give any black guy a blow job if he gives you any attention.”

“But look at you now, suck white cock and enjoying it.”

I’ll be honest, the way he was talking to me made me wet because he didn’t even like me, he just saw me as an object he could use. I stroked his cock faster, I took more of it in my mouth, till I could feel it pressing at the back of my throat. Then I felt his hand against the back of my head and then I felt his push my head down. His cock pushed down my throat, I started to gag and choke as his cock filled my throat. I could feel my tears burning my eyes and run down my face. He held me down there for what felt like forever.

“FUCK!”

He shouted, using me like a fleshlight, my throat like a toy. I felt his ease off the pressure on the back of my head and I pulled myself up. I caught my breath, choking, and gagging. This made his smile and chuckle.

“I bet you ain’t had dick that good.”

“You’re a prize Lynn. Fuck. You are made for white cock and white cock only.”

I rolled my eyes and went back down and sucked him off more, he didn’t push my head down again, but he kept a firm grip on the back of my head. I will give him credit, he did last longer than most of the guys I’ve been head to.

Finally, he was close to cumming, I could tell because now he was thrusting his hips up whenever went down on his cock. His grunting got louder and louder, and then he came. He came in my mouth, pumping rope after rope of his thick, hot cum into my mouth. I tried my best to swallow each drop, but a little leaked out onto his lap. I swallowed and then I got up and checked my hair and make up in the little mirror for the sun visor.

“Fuck. I got a mess on my lap now. Lynn, can I come over to your place and clean up?”

He asked me, looking at the small drop of his cum on his lap. I told him no and then I pointed at the bathrooms in the park and told him he could use those there.

I got out of his truck, thanked him for the ride, and then I walked off. Not in the direction of my home immediately, but a longer route so I could make sure he wasn’t following me. As I was walking away, I saw him get out of his truck and walk into the bathroom.

That got me wondering, if he uses the stall, would he see the note I left?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z7afjp/he_m_gave_me_a_ride_home_so_i_f_gave_him_head