It’s a crisp spring morning at dawn as I exit the front door into the driveway. The light from the sun, yet to rise, has already turned the sky a deep pink colour. I bend down to tie the laces of my running shoes.
I run my palms down the smooth spandex fabric of my running tights, caressing the boundaries of my long slender leg and stop at my shoes. I tie the laces of them, then run my hands back up the other leg, gently brushing my crotch with the palm of my hand. I remove my hands from my bikini line and straighten the elastic of my grey Nike sports bra. I feel it tight against the nipples of my small but shapely breasts. They are erect from the cold morning air.
“He isn’t home this morning.” I disappointedly think to myself as I begin stretching my legs. I had awoken from an intense erotic dream an hour earlier, and was craving the exciting scent of my husband’s penis and the arousing pheromones that his testicles produce when he’s erect.
I gently slide my hands over my buttocks on the way up from a calf stretch and rest them on my bare waist. I know I’m going to have to make do with masturbation to relieve my horniness when I get back from this run, and I feel a little let down by that as I set off out of the driveway at a steady pace.
As I run down the footpath along the dark streets, I begin remembering the details of my vivid dream. I’m in a small tent on a blow-up mattress. The young man I had hired to guide a hiking and camping trip with my daughter and her friends has just entered my tent and is shining his
flashlight at my body. He’s horny, barely adult and had been harassing me all night to perform sex acts to gratify him. He has now invaded my tent after I called it a night and is whispering everything he can think of to pressure and seduce me into letting him use any of my holes for his pleasure.
I have been seriously considering setting aside my wedding vowels since he started suggesting it. He is, after all, fit and handsome and I have been having lustful thoughts about him for most of the trip. But I am cautious and a little uncomfortable with our age difference. At thirty-seven, the idea of cheating on my husband with a twenty-year-old is unnerving. He is barely five years older than my own child, who’s sleeping in a tent just a few meters away.
I finally drop my defensive walls and succumb to his
pressure. I really want to be fucked hard tonight. I sit up and pull the shorts from around his hips, exposing his semi-erect cock in the light. I tilt my head and look up at him as I grip his hips and pull him down towards me, wrapping my thighs around his hips. I turn my head to the side and spit in my palm, then reach down and begin rubbing his dick while coating it with my saliva. My other hand assists his to pull the fabric of my underwear aside to expose my now moist pussy, ready for his entry.
I gently guide the tip of his penis in to part me and feel him thrust himself all the way inside me. My pelvic floor muscles grip his shaft like a vice. Before he has time to draw back for another thrust, I feel his penis start to ejaculate deep inside me.
“Oh my God! Shit! I’m sorry! I’m Cuming!” He exclaims as he pulls out of me. I feel another two spurts of semen spray against my labia as he continues to apologise and ejaculate.
“I’m so sorry. I just came inside you. I’m sorry I couldn’t help it.” He cries.
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. It’s fine.” I reply, not attempting to conceal my disappointment.
“What if you get pregnant?” He asks.
“I said it’s fine! It can’t happen so don’t worry!” I snap back. “I think you should put your shorts back on and go back to your own tent, mate. I don’t need the kids finding you in here.”
As he pulls his shorts back up and quietly leaves my tent, I think to myself “This is why, Lani. This is exactly why you should only fuck men, not boys.”
I reach down and collect some of his cum from my labia on my fingertips and sample the taste while rubbing my clit to finish what he couldn’t.
I snap out of the reminiscing of my dream and realise I had been running on autopilot while reliving it in my head. I have missed a turn somewhere. Fuck! I’m on an unfamiliar residential street lined with vehicles parked along the curb. I look around for familiar street signs and landmarks but nothing stands out.
I notice a dim light coming from the cabin of a small utility parked just two spaces up. It looks as though someone is sitting in the driver’s seat.
“Ah good. I can ask this guy where the fuck I am!” I think to myself as I approach the vehicle from behind.
As I get closer, I notice the light is coming from an iPad on the dashboard. There seems to be a video playing on
it.
As I get within a few feet of the vehicle I notice more detail in the video on the iPad.
“Ha!” I think to myself. “That’s porn! This dude is watching a blowjob video.”
I approach the passenger door of his ute and can clearly see in the light of the iPad a fairly decent looking man, about mid-thirties, wearing the sorts of clothes you’d expect to see a manual labourer wear.
I watch his face as he looks down in his lap and my gaze follows his until I see he has his erect penis out of his fly, masturbating. I momentarily watch his hand sliding up and down the shaft, in the shadows, barely lit by the iPad and arriving sunrise.
“Eeeeew dude! Public street, mate. Haven’t you got a bathroom or something in your house?” I think to myself as I turn away in embarrassment and begin walking away from the vehicle.
The visual memory of him rubbing his cock in the car is replaying in my mind as I start to look around for another landmark or someone I can ask for directions.
My mind again reminds me of the craving for my husband’s penis and I stop and pause for a moment.
I’ve been horny all morning. All of a sudden, the idea of watching a stranger bust out his load didn’t seem so off-putting.
“Maybe I can steal another quick more detailed look at Mr. Wanking-man’s cock for a second?” I think to myself. “There’s no one on the street. Another quick peek might be hot.”
I turn around and quietly tiptoe back towards his car to have another sneaky look through the window. I come to a point where his cock is just in my view and see he’s still jerking off.
“He’s not a bad looking guy.” I tell myself in my head as my thoughts turn to anticipation of seeing his ejaculation.
As I watch I feel myself growing more excited and new thoughts begin rushing through my head uncontrollably.
“Oh shit! What if he looks out and sees me watching? What will he say? What would I say?”
I for a moment think back to my dream the night before, tasting the cum of the young guide while I finished myself off. A bold and erotic idea began to swirl in my head.
The guy in the car has yet to notice me watching his fappy-time. I take two steps closer to get a better look at his erection. I start to question if it would be a good idea to offer some assistance with my feminine touch.
“What would I say? ‘Hey, I see you pulling that and I’m wondering if I could maybe help?'”
“Need an extra hand? Wanna cum from a real blowjob instead of whacking off to a video of one?”
Whilst trying to think of an appropriate way I could word my offer of an encounter, I suddenly notice that I have been unconsciously rubbing my pussy through my tights while watching him. Suddenly I’m on the verge of orgasm and now my hand is reaching towards the latch of the passenger door.
“Just do it Lani!” I whisper to myself as I rapidly open the car door, sit in the seat and close it.
The guy quickly tries to conceal his penis while staring at me in shock, mouth ajar. He is speechless and clearly confused and embarrassed.
I stare directly in his eyes, still having not decided what to say. A slight grin appears on my face as I hear the moans coming from the video on the iPad. I look down to his lap and gently grip the wrist of the hand concealing his erection. I draw his hand slowly away from his lap, feeling no resistance from him. I take one deeper stare into his eyes as I reposition myself to kneel on the passenger seat and flick my plaited blonde ponytail to the other shoulder. I’m still wracking my brain trying to think of something sexy to say but I’m so nervous I am shaking and not able to think clearly. He is still stunned like a deer in headlights.
I glance down at the engorged purple head sitting atop the rock-solid shaft of his beautiful cock, the slightest glisten of clear precum seeping from his urethra. I look back into his eyes and smile widely. Now I know exactly what I’ll say to him. Absolutely nothing. Still holding his wrist, I drop my face to his lap and push his other hand away from his groin. I take his erection into my mouth, pressing my tongue against the tip of his cock to let my rough tastebuds collect the precum, then slide my lips down the shaft.
He lets out a quiet gasp as the head of his cock reaches my throat. I swallow gently to allow it further into my oesophagus, suppressing a gagging cough before drawing it back out, while my cheeks apply as much suction pressure as I can muster. I take him deep into my throat again as my left hand reaches into his fly to extract his testicles for my access. With my right hand still gripping his wrist, I pull his hand towards my groin and force it against my pussy in a rubbing motion. I let go of his wrist and he continues to rub and squeeze my camel toe through the skin-tight fabric.
I release his cock from my mouth and gently run my tongue down the shaft towards his testicles. It glistens with my saliva and wriggles and flexes at the sensation of my tastebuds brushing the rim of the glans, then the veins. I give his scrotum skin a gentle nibble then bury my nose deep between his testicles and inhale deeply.
They smell like pure sex and it sends goosebumps down my spine. My body hairs stand on end and tingle as I swear, I could almost smell the sperm through his scrotum. I gently fondle and suckle both his balls as his hand finds the waistband of my tights and slips inside. His rough fingers glide down my pelvis and gently part my majora to fondle and squeeze my my clit and labia lips. I’m so aroused I almost cum as soon as he touches them, but bring myself back from the precipice.
He continues gently rubbing my labia and clit while I suckle and lick his balls while gently jerking his shaft. I can feel my own vaginal fluid seeping from my hole onto his fingers and wetting them. His fingers begin to
penetrate me, first circling the rim of my hole, then proceeding deeper and rubbing the rippled folds of my vaginal wall. The sensation is incredible and I know I will cum very quickly. I take his solid cock back in my mouth as deep as I can, again swallowing to allow the tip into my throat before drawing back with powerful suction. I repeat this over and over as he rapidly finger fucks my pussy beneath my tights.
I continue by suckling the tip of his penis and flicking it with my tongue as I feel two of his fingers probing my pussy deep to search out my G-spot. A third fingertip begins circling and applying pressure to my anus. My crevice is sweaty from the running and he uses the moisture to lubricate his fingertip then continues to press until the tip gently parts my sphincter and slightly enters my ass. It’s incredibly stimulating.
I feel his hips start to move and he lets out a slight groan indicating he is almost about to bust. It’s perfect timing as I am at the same point. I pin the head of his penis between my tongue and the roof of my mouth and begin furiously jacking the shaft with my hand. He forces his fingers deep into my vagina and presses directly on my G-spot. I anticipate the taste and texture of his semen firing into my mouth which sends me to the brink of orgasm.
I can’t hold back my climax any longer and feel my pelvic muscles begin to contract. He lets out a loud groan as his penis erupts a shot of hot gooey cum onto my tonsils. I immediately take his cock all the way in and swallow the head into my throat, holding it there with my lips pressing against his scrotum. My vaginal muscles and thighs rapidly contract and relax as I cum, squeezing warm pussy-honey all over his hand while his cock is pulsating and ejaculating in my throat. His prostate spasms as I rub it and gently tickle his balls, pumping his sticky hot cum with incredible force directly into my oesophagus.
I hold him there in my throat until his penis and prostate stop pulsating and begin to relax, then slowly draw it out of my mouth as he removes his soaked hand from my pants and licks my pussy goo from his palm while stroking my cheek with his other hand.
I regard his erection for a moment and then give the head of his cock a tender, gentle loving kiss. I turn my head to face away from him before raising myself up and exiting the vehicle, walking away without ever looking back at his face.
I had just blown a random stranger in his car while he finger fucked me to orgasm and am now walking away. I’m still lost, but happily buzzing from my orgasm and have a stomach full of his yummy cum. Neither of us had said a word.
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