I was coming back from out of town, and I saw a car on the side of the road with its flashers on; it was pouring down rain, and I could see somebody outside trying to flag me down. I pull over, and you come running up to the driver's side window. As I roll down the window, I see it's you. You said your car wouldn't start, and the windows are down because it broke down before it started raining, and you can't get them up.
I got you in my truck and handed you a towel out of my backseat. I got outlooked at your car and determined that it was Fubar. I asked you if I could give you a ride, and you said yes.
We started talking and laughing on our way there. You got quiet and then said that you and baby daddy had argued. And he took off, and because of how upset you were, you went and dropped the kids off at your parents so you could have a night to calm down and process everything.
I listened to you talk, and once it got quiet, I started making my standard stupid jokes to try and cheer you up a little bit.
As we were driving down the road, I couldn't help but notice that with every passing street light, I could make out more and more of what you were wearing. I didn't realize it when you had gotten in because of the shock of the situation, but you were wearing skin-tight yoga pants and a white T-shirt with the cold rain, the white T-shirt, and the fact that I keep my truck very cool. It was extremely obvious that you were not wearing a bra.
Trying to keep myself from being overly distracted because I'm driving I put both hands on the steering wheel and tried to stare straight out the windshield.... I failed miserably. And because of that, I became extremely hard and uncomfortable. I tried to keep up the conversation while trying to adjust myself to get more comfortable without being too obvious, but I also failed at that, at which point you looked at me and said are you okay... And I just play it off of yeah, I'm fine, just a little uncomfortable. I've been sitting in this truck for a long time, haha😅.
You raised one eyebrow and looked at me and kind of cocked your head to the side and went mhm
Now, you were extremely suspicious. We kept up with the conversation for a while, and I was growing increasingly more uncomfortable. And then I don't know why or what but you just reach over and grab a hold of my dick through my pants. And say oh, you're uncomfortable because you've been in the car a long time, huh? With this sexy sly grin. I am completely taken aback and just start stuttering and fumbling over my words as you laugh at me for it.
You scooted over closer and told me to calm down and just drive you let go just long enough to slide the console up out of the way and laid on my shoulder.
At this point, there's not enough blood headed to my brain to remember where we're going, So I'm just driving.
You reach back down and through my soaking wet pants, slowly start dragging your fingernails up and down the length of my shaft. With every single stroke of your nail, you're driving me closer and closer to insanity. You continue gauging how fast you should go or if you should stop based on how jagged my breaths get. After a while, you just unzip my pants and pull him out. I put my arm around your shoulder as you gently stroke and run the tips of your fingers around the head.
No longer being able to resist I reach down
And grab your breast and slowly, with one finger, start running circles around your hard nipple and flicking it. As I do you squeeze my shaft harder and start slowly stroking the full length.
I groan and squeeze your breast harder as you moan into my ear softly.
It is obvious you're in no hurry, and neither am I. You squeeze from the base to the tip as pre-cum is now flowing, and you take it and just start running your fingertips around the rim of my head.
I reach underneath your shirt and grab your nipple directly and pinch and pull it making you gasp and moan now with your face directly pointed to me into my ear. You're hot breath and gentle moans vibrating across my ear pushing me ever closer to the edge.
Throwing all inhibitions away, I slide my hand down, allowing just the tips of my finger to drag down your silky skin and under your yoga pants as you spread your legs wide for me. My fingers are greeted with a slick and warm treat as if my fingers are heat-seeking missiles finding their target and leading directly to your clits. I grab hold with two fingers one on either side.
You were mid-stroke as my fingers found their target, and you grip the base hard as your legs jerk from The sensation. I slide Them the full length of my fingers, using just the insides of them to straddle and squeeze your clit as I trace the entirety of your opening with the tips of my fingers. You gasp, and just as you are about to scream, you bite my neck.
As the pain and pleasure of you biting down on my neck floods through my senses, and instinctively curl my fingers back into your opening, dragging them against the roof of your wet pussy and back out across your clit. With every movement of my fingers your legs and hips jerk. Your hand is frozen with a death grip around the base of my cock squeezing it. As you bite and moan into my neck trying to regain your composure. Now as you were teasing me, every time you are almost composed, I squeeze and flick your little clit again, causing you to shiver with ecstasy.
And as miracles would have it the one brain cell that was getting any form of blood in my head managed to drive us to your house. As I pulled up, I slid my fingers out of you, and with the last little bit of my finger leaving you, your legs and hips jerked, and I'm longing motion, wanting them back. Your grip starts to relax, and you give some gentle strokes, now realizing that my cock is completely dripping with pre-cum as you watch me pull my fingers up to my face as I look you directly in the eyes and I suck them clean.
Watching me taste you off of my fingers sparks something in your eyes to be not outdone, you lean down and begin licking the precum that has been pouring down the sides of my shaft off like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day. And as you turn your head to run your tongue up the back of my shaft, you look up at me and make eye contact, and as you reach the tip, in one motion, take as much of my cock down your throat as you possibly can. Causing my legs to shake and words impossible.
