Look, I remember what I said last time, alright? I'm not a one-night stand kind of guy. I want to have some kind of relationship with the girl I'm hooking up with, who wouldn't? I don't think I'm a real grimy guy. For example, I wouldn't hook up with a girl barely two hours after hooking up with her older sister. I probably wouldn't do that, right?
I ask myself these questions as I pick Krista up from a corner about two blocks down from her house, to ensure Emma doesn't see us. She jumps in with a big smile and a kiss to my cheek, asks me if I know where to go. I don't, but I know a trailhead a bit more off the beaten path that might do the trick. She says it'll do. We leave her neighborhood and I start to ask her a question. I catch a glimpse of movement out of my eye, and I glance over to see Krista topless. She grins as I try to keep my eyes off her and on the road. With a wink she lifts her hips and slides off her skirt, leaving her body clad in only a thong. She turns in the seat, resting her back against the passenger door, her legs spread as far as possible in the tight confines.
"Better than the picture?" She asks. I look over at her, her trim body almost completely nude, her nipples pointed, her eyes alight.
"Perfect," I say, reaching out and rubbing the leg closest to me. Krista looks at me, bites her lower lip. "Rub me wherever you want," she says. "Please?" She adds an innocence to the last word that is a complete contrast to everything else she is presenting, and damn if it doesn't work. There's a voice in the back of my head, a still small voice, telling me this girl is way too good at this for 18, and that she is playing me like a fiddle. Telling me this girl is using me for her own devices. But you know what? I flick one of her nipples with my thumb before taking the entire breast in my hand, and Krista moans and drops her head back against the window.
In this moment, I am ready to be used.
I run my hand along her chest, delighting in the feel of both breasts in my hand. We pull up to a stoplight and I lean forward to give her a kiss. She meets my lips with a sensous hunger, her teeth clinging to my bottom lip as I pull away. Any thoughts of her being shy about her state of undress prove to be unfounded, as she lays back in her seat looking quite carefree. We pull away from the stoplight and my hand continues to run over her body, tickling her torso and lazing around her legs. She's enjoying the attention, and I begin to spend more time between her legs. She whimpers as I avoid her thong and the invting flesh beneath it, and her stomach flexes as I tease the hemline of her last garment. Looking at the car clock, I estimate we have about 8 minutes before we arrive at my intended location, and I give myself a challenge.
Can I get her off before we get there?
I run my hand back up her stomach. She is fairly busty for her size, but still petite enough for me to be able to tease both nipples with one hand. Krista is obvious in her enjoyment, squiggling and giggling in her seat. One hand grazes her underwear, and I bat it away. She looks at me with a challenge in her eye, and I pull my eyes from the road long enough to meet her gaze while dropping my hand to her pubic mound. I place my thumb directly on her clit, and she takes a deep breath. I apply light pressure, and she moans. I circle her clit with my thumb and she presses back against it, her eyes closed. I can feel her desire through her thong, and with my eyes locked on the road and other hand clenched on the wheel, I continue my ministrations until I internally count to 30. I pull my hand away and she groans her dissapointment, but lights up when I move her thong to one side. I run my index finger up and down her slit, and when ready, slip it into her. Krista moans and grabs a breast with one hand and my hand in the other, trying to force more of me into her. I comply with a second finger, and her moaning elevates. I curl both fingers just inside her entrance and find what I'm looking for, and use my thumb to further stimulate her clit. It's not the most comfortable position for me, but as Krista writhes beneath my touch my personal comfort is the last thing on my mind. Her stomach clenches and her hips thrust against me, hungry for something bigger than what I'm giving her. Her voice drops an octave and her groaning is low and guttural. Her eyes open and she stares at me, goading me to get her off. Her left leg stretches and her foot is in front of my mouth. I've never been much of a foot guy, but hers are cute and she must have sprayed perfume on them because they smell pretty damned good. So why not? I suck on her smallest two toes and increase my pressure on her clit. Her eyes close again and she orgasms hard on my fingers, one hand clamped on her breast and the other on my hand. Somewhere between a scream and a moan she sounds her pleasure as she goes rigid, and I don't move my fingers until she pushes them out of her.
Not ten seconds later, I pull into the small gravel parking lot of the trailhead. I look at her with a grin and I'm met with an animal, Krista's breathing heavy and her gaze burning into me. She gets on her knees and pulls off her thong, her other hand reaching over to work on the buttom of my jeans. When she's completely naked both her hands work on my jeans, and I lift my hips to help her out. My pants are around my knees and Krista crawls over onto my lap as I pull of my shirt. She reaches down and grabs the seat lever, dropping my seat back to a near prone position. She grabs my shaft in her left hand and pulls me into a kiss. As she lines me up I pull away with sudden clarity.
"I don't have a condom," I gasp, and she grabs my chin in her hand as she drops onto me. My first entrance into pussy throws all other thoughts from my mind, as do Krista's hands as she pulls one of mine to her breasts and the other to her ass. So much for a gentle first time, am I right?
"I'm on birth control," she gasps as she begins to ride me. I run my hand up her back as she rides and grinds me in desperation, my fingers twisting in her hair. Krista mewls her agreement as I pull her head back from the roots of her hair, and she moans while I squeeze her nipple. We keep this up until she stops her movement and grinds her clit against me, grabbing the edges of the seat to rub herself on me with all possible force. Her eyes are clenched shut in concentration and her mouth hanging open as her breath come in short gasps. Seeing her breasts hanging in front of me I seize my chance and take one in my mouth.
Krista moans deep and leans into me, then her body tenses even more and a deep moan escapes her lips. I keep my mouth clamped on her breast until the orgasm subsides, and she relaxes against me.
"Backseat?" She asks. I hum my assent from around her nipple and she giggles, pushing my head away. I kick off my pants and follow her pert little ass (which I am forced to squeeze as it passes near my face) into the backseat. It's tight, but she lays on her back and I settle on top of her. I ask her if she's ready then slipe back inside her after her assent.
"Fuck fuck fuck," she says, followed by a contented sigh. "You feel amazing." I grin at the compliment, then start working my hips, driving into her. If not for her sister earlier I would have cum long before this, and I know I probably don't have much longer. But hey, I got her off twice, right? Pushing thoughts of semantics from my mind I enjoy the ride, which Krista makes easy. She coos and cries out my name and scratches her fingernails across my back and licks my neck when it comes in range of her mouth. When the time draws near I tell her I am close.
"In me or on me?" Krista asks. I'm too close to form the words, so she makes the decision for me. Krista drops her hips and grabs my shaft, stroking it as she lifts up and works her clit against the bottom of it. We both groan and then I shoot onto her stomach and chest, and Krista gasps and arches her body up to receive my load. Her hand stops but I continue to thrust into it until I'm done, the pull away from her with a slight shudder. Krista giggles and moves over, allowing me a sliver of space on the cramped seat. When I'm next to her, head propped up on one hand, she leans up and gives me quick peck on the nose. We both smile.
"That was fun," she says. I chuckle and agree, not quite ready to tell her she's my first. Right? She wouldn't want to hear that. Instead I take my time and enjoy her body, covered in my cum and a light layer of sweat. She catches my eye and grins, her fingers making a quick dalliance down my side. "Hold on," Krista says. She gets up and leans into the front seat, reaching for something on the floor. There's her ass, pert and toned, and just inches away from me. I sit up and position myself behind her, and when she has grabbed what she needs to grab I grab her hips and pull her into my lap. She shrieks and giggles, wriggling back against me. I reach around and massage one breast while my other hand drops into her lap, lightly stroking her labia. She makes a happy hum and holds up one arm, and I see her phone in her hand. She pulls up her camera.
"You mind?" Krista asks. I look at the phone. My face is visible, as is hers, and a good amount of her shoulder, and that's it. I shrug, but keep my fingers busy. "Go ahead." She sticks her tongue out, I kiss her shoulder, and she snaps the picture. She tosses her phone to the front seat and grinds her ass against me. "You really ready for another one?"
I sigh, figure honesty is the best policy. "Not yet. I'll get there." She giggles, says "You've almost get me there already."
I know now that if she says it's working you keep doing it, but if I only knew then what I know now, right? Instead I thrust my fingers into her, looking once more for her G-spot. I find it, and Krista squeals in delight. Her pussy is sopping wet, her juices are flowing onto my lap. It takes some time, but my fingers do their job and Krista shudders in my lap, the cheeks of her ass clenching down against my thickening shaft.
