Chapter 1
We leave your house you wearing your lightest weight sun dress, the one I picked for you and sandals. You toss me the keys and jump into the passenger seat of your red Mustang, rabbit vibrator in hand. It's a warm day in early July so my choice of clothing ideal. I consider for a moment putting the top down but decide to wait.
Pulling from the driveway and as instructed your dress is already hiked up, bare feet planted a bit wider than shoulder width apart on the dashboard your rabbit begins it's work on your pussy. It's a short ride to the restaurant so you won't cum, in fact your not allowed.
The restaurant a local place on the island is packed on this summer day mostly with locals as the snowbirds have long left for their northern homes. You wave and mouth hello to a few patrons you know from the resort where you used to work and the local chamber.
I order for you of course, and we enjoy a nice breakfast filled with idle conversation about upcoming events and such. Your sun dress conforms nicely to the shape of your grapefruit sized breasts, nipples hard since we left the house like little mountain peaks enjoyed by every guy and even a few girls that happen to notice. It doesn't seem to bother you a bit, however I do notice you discretely scanning the servers in the restaurant, likely looking for someone you know given what comes next.
Our breakfast bill $21.46 that with tip I round to $27.
Ok slut here's the deal I say, I want you to head back into the kitchen and find some guy that will agree to cover our tab. You will allow him to cum on your right tit. Use your fingers to cover as much your tit as possible, no washing. You can help him if you want. I'll wait for you here. Oh, and on your way ask our server to bring me some more coffee.
You show me upon your return to the table a nice thick load and milky white ... must have been a young guy I think. Finishing our coffee and OJ we get up to leave ... but just then an idea hits me. Maybe a bit more cum for you before we leave, I want to smell it on your breath ...
"My task.
"I want to please him. I must please him because I am compelled. It will be ultimate pleasure for me to satisfy him.
"Since I'm explosively horny being 'forced" to play with my pussy in the car, feet spread apart on the dashboard, and just totally horny from wearing a short, sheer sun dress and sandals . . . nothing more . . . your demand is something I easily accept. I think "what red blooded young man would turn down a mid-morning blow job?"
"I've got my eyes on the fellow at the front hostess area whose eyes lingered too long at me and whose smile was a bit more than 'welcome.' At your command, I simply wander off, say hello to him at the front, and simply explain my plight and assignment. He turns beet red, looks around at nobody, down at his feet for a second, then, "Oh my god, yes. Now?"
"I tell him to follow me into the girls bathroom. It has a lock. I know that. Once inside I know what I must do, put my arms around him, kiss him hard on his mouth . . he seems to be mid-20s, decent shape, about an inch or two taller than me, neatly groomed, sorta handsome, and stunned . . . and grab between his legs. He puts his hand, first reluctantly and than harder on my breast.
"Time is important. My guy will get excited and doubly horny if he knows I have been naughty with another guy. After just a few seconds my attention is lower. I kneel, unbelt, unsnap and pull down his zipper and then his pants to the floor and help him step out of them. I pull his blue boxers down and off. He's hard. Not very big but a delicious cock for a cock slut like me is just that.
"I plop him into my mouth, hold the base with my right hand, and immediately start to suck, then lick the base and head, and suck again. He came in about four minutes, which I eagerly swallowed. A sweet, sweet, post-breakfast dessert. I made sure a bit of his cum was on my right cheek. He got dressed quickly, looking at his watch . . . the entire interlude was a mere 10 minutes . . .and, silly, said "I don't know what your name is but that was something I'll never, ever, ever forget . . . . shook my hand (ha), pulled up his zipper, and quickly walked out of the ladies room."
Chapter II
Your task complete and back to the car, our next stop being CVS just a few miles up the road. Traffic crazy for this time of the year and we are quickly slowed to a crawl. Didn't you tell me off-season traffic was nonexistent, I say? My words falling on deaf ears as you are a million miles away in your own little fantasyland, rabbit back to work and performing splendidly as always.
Without any warning your seat falls flat back, scares the crap out of me. Your knees spread as your feet push against the dash raising your pelvis allowing deeper penetration ... you work your rabbit up and down stalling a bit each time you reach your clit. Muffled moans and eyes closed I can tell you are getting close.
You better not cum hon, you know the rules I say. A slight cute'ish smile comes to your lips, the one that you know makes me melt ... oh babes ... rules are meant for breaking ... as your moans rapidly increase in intensity.
NO BITCH, I yell. No f'in cuming.