I hate getting flat tires, but they always seem to happen at the most inconvenient times. Like now: one in the morning on a dark service road running parallel to the freeway. I hear the muffled pop and *dugga dugga* rhythm of a tire dying under me and pull over to the shoulder.
I open the door and the humid night air hits me like a wet blanket and I retch. It’s never gonna cool down. As I step down from the SUV my tank top already starts to stick to my skin and tits and I feel like I’m being groped by the goddamn weather.
I round the back end to look for the culprit. The right rear glints with a head of a screw sticking out of the sidewall.
“Fuck.”
The Escalade, for all its size and power, was also a pain in the ass to maintain. The spare was buried under the third row and worse, I knew the impotent tire jack would be no match for the lugs screwed down by those idiots in the service center. I pulled my phone to call a car service when the road lights up at my feet. Someone’s coming and pulling over.
With their headlights trained on me I feel a little exposed and tug at my shirt. Two shadows open their doors and get out. As I strain to get a better look, the driver switches to parking lights.
“Sorry ma’am,” the driver says as my eyes adjust. He’s tall and athletic, practically popping out of his undershirt. “Having car trouble?”
“Yeah. Flat tire. I was going to call to get someone to slap on the spare.”
“You don’t have to do that,” he says. “We can change it for you. Ain’t that right, Luke?”
His partner, a little scrawnier, nods and starts to walk towards me. I flash a smile and start sweating more. These boys could tear me apart. My heartbeat quickens as he gestures to the hatch. “You wanna open that?”
“Oh! Sure!” I hit the fob to unlock the car but keep my finger on the panic button just in case. “I’m Jessie, by the way. Thanks for your help.”
“I’m Randy and that’s my little brother Luke,” Mr. Big says. He opens his own trunk and retrieves a shop jack. The metal clangs as it hits the asphalt. As he rolls it to my SUV I relax a little. Still, I couldn’t notice how he stares at my chest.
Luke has my spare tire out of the back and wipes his brow with a rag. It might easy work, but it’s still work. Even in the aura of dim parking lights I can see sweat and grease marks on his shirt. It dawns on me that I could offer some refreshment.
“I’m sorry you got all dirty for me, both of you.” I run a finger around the open scoop of my tanktop and watch their eyes follow. They’re both interested. “I want to make sure to thank you both. Properly.”
Randy drops the jack handle and stares at my tits as I pull them both out and bounce a little. He punches his brother in the arm and rolls the jack to him. “Me first,” he says. “Fix the lady’s tire.”
Luke looks like he wants to argue but heads to the flat instead. I wait for Randy to be inches from my face. He’s at least two heads taller than me. Like the Escalade, he’s a fucking beast. He bends down to bury his face in my tits and I gasp at the sudden flicks from his tongue. My skin tightens and tingles at the same time.
He pulls me closer like he can’t get enough and I hold onto his broad shoulders for support. I love his ragged breathing as he comes up for air, smashing his lips into mine. He tastes salty and sweet. Like caramel. I barely feel it when he drags me towards the dark side of his car.
“I wanna suck your cock,” I whisper and start to drop to my knees.
“Wait. In the car.” He opens the backseat and climbs in, hastily unbuckling his belt. It would have been so much easier outside. I wonder if he’s gotten blown on the road before. I put a pin in that thought as I climb in after him and pull down his jeans.
“Fuck, that’s a nice cock.” Already hard, it throbs against his washboard abs. I put my nose at his base and inhale the musk. A tongue on the balls makes it tremble and I’m so happy for what I’m about to get. What I’m about to give.
I lock eyes with him as I run the flat of my tongue along his shaft. Back and forth to taste more of him. We’re both grinning like idiots until I focus on his head and just hold it in my mouth. Perfect fit around my lips.
He groans softly when I tug at his shaft, letting my spit run all over my fingers. I want him slick. Like my drenched pussy. There’s nothing that gets me going more than seeing my partner enjoying playtime. I take in a little more.
“Fuck…” Whatever he had to say after was lost between me sucking and licking that hot cock. He twitches under my grip and I can feel him rocking. Then he fucking holds my head down and I slap his cock out of my mouth. “What the-”
“Don’t,” I say. “Just enjoy the ride bud. Don’t try to steer this. Understand?” I wait until he tucks his hands behind his head before spitting in my hand. “Good boy.”
Down I go. It doesn’t take long to get him hard again and Randy’s willing to play. Flicking under and around the head gives me a taste of pre-come and I know he’s close. I want to tease him a little more and go back to sucking his balls, one after the other.
When I fell a pair of hands on my ass I look back and there’s Luke with his pants around his thighs.
“Jesus, you’re bigger than your brother.” I unbutton my shorts and he yanks them down. A tingle runs between my legs as the air kisses my wet pussy lips. “You want some?”
Luke pulls me partway out of the car til I’m bent over, still sucking on Randy’s cock. It’s so hard to focus on him when I can feel another rubbing up and down my slit. I have to go give it to these two. A lot of people can’t do it in groups, let alone family. I put a pin in that thought as Luke drives in deep.
“Oh, fuck,” I groan. Every inch of his dick makes my pussy sing. I have to grip Randy’s shirt as his brother fucks me slow and hard. I want to muffle my moans so I go back to sucking Randy’s cock.
I try to look at Randy but my eyes are rolling with ecstasy. A glance is all I get but he looks like he’s ready to blow. Hands under his ass, I push him into my throat and then my orgasm shakes me to my core. No words, nothing to describe the noise I made, but it sent Randy over the edge.
“Fuck I’m coming, I’m coming!”
I crane my neck in time for a rope of jizz to strike my lips and nose. More pulses out of him as he tries to catch his breath. I milk every last drop. I want to rest my head in his lap but Luke is fucking me faster.
Sweat and cream runs down my legs and cools in the wind. I’m lucky the car holds me up or else my legs would give out from being split by Luke’s massive cock. Our skins slap in awkward rhythm and I feel another orgasm building in my belly, that sweet sweet tension begging for release. I drop my hand over my clit for some relief and it slides like piston. I can feel his cock slide in and out of my sensitive pussy and I’m fucking soaked.
Reaching further I find his balls and give them a delicate brush. It’s enough to make him explode. He pulls out in time to douse by back with come, almost as much as his brother’s load. Pulling up my shorts, I stand up and feel electric.
“Thank you, boys.” After exchanging kisses and numbers, I watch them drive off before pulling a towel from my bag.
No way am I going to ruin my leather seats alone.
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