"Only if you want to."
"I might do it for you." She quickened the pace of her tugging again.
"You would?" He could feel the heat rising into his face.
"Would you want to watch me again?"
"Yesss...!"
"What if he doesn't want you to watch this time?"
"Did he say that?"
"I got the impression he wanted me alone this time."
"That prick," Ricky muttered.
"But I'm sure my perverted boyfriend could think of something. Some way to watch. You think about it while I practice. You think about how you'll feel when I do this to Deke."
With that, she bent over to take him into her sweet little mouth and bob up and down on him until he filled her sucking mouth with his sweet, salty cream as his mind raced with evil plans.
The next weekend Connie and Ricky went out for their usual burgers and shakes. They drove to their favorite spot, but there were some other cars around so they had to be careful. There were a couple of streetlights that cast some light on the parking area, but with the trees and shrubs around, a young couple could still find a little privacy but they didn't dare get too wild with other people nearby. They sat close and caressed each other and talked. Ricky had something on his mind but didn't want to seem too eager. It was Connie who helped get things started.
"Remember what we talked about last week?" she asked shyly.
"No...Refresh my memory," he lied again.
"Come on, asshole. I know you. You've been thinking about it all week."
"You mean Deke?"
"Yeah, Deke."
"What about him?"
"He asked me out."
"He did?! Without talking to me? That prick. When?"
"I saw him at Wally World."
"No, I mean when does he want to take you out?"
"Oh. Tomorrow night."
"Tomorrow!? That asshole doesn't waste any time. But I can't say that I blame him. What did you say?"
"I said maybe. But he made it sound nice. He wants to take me to that new place out by the highway."
"Asshole," Ricky muttered, starting to feel jealousy raising its ugly head already. "Did he say anything about...you know."
"Not really. Only that maybe we could drive down to the beach afterward."
"That's not very subtle. As if it's not obvious what he's thinking."
"The question is, what are
you
thinking? Have you come up with any bright ideas?" she asked.
"Well...If you two are in his car, I suppose I could sneak up and watch from the bushes, or something. You'd just have to get him to park over by the edge of the lot."
"You mean in our favorite spot?" They favored a sandy patch at the back corner of the lot where the car was protected on the back and one side by scrubby pine and some shrubs. They liked it because it reduced the likelihood of being seen from other cars, but until that moment, Ricky hadn't thought about how a voyeur on foot might be able to peek into the car. Little did he know.
"I guess this would make it our very special favorite spot," he thought out loud.
"Yes, it would," she agreed as she reached down to find that the conversation was having it usual effect on his blood flow.
"What this?" she asked in her teasing tone.
"Oh, shit, you know."
"You always get this way when we talk about these things." She stroked his erection teasingly through his pants with one finger.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry. I like it when I turn you on."
"You always turn me on."
"Yes, but this is special."
"What do you mean?"
"You get extra turned-on when you talk about me being a bad girl. Don't think I don't notice."
"I'm sorry."
"Stop being so sorry. It's okay. I like doing special things for you."
"God, I love you," he declared.
"Wow! I didn't see that coming!"
"I do! I can't imagine any other girl in the world who gets me the way you do."
With that, he kissed her, softly at first, but then the kiss turned deep and hot, with his tongue probing deep into her mouth and hers fighting back.
"So you want me to do this?" she asked when they came up for air.
"Yesss."
"That would be very bad, you know," she said as she resumed teasing his cock.
"I know. You're a bad girl. Now stop teasing me and take it out and show me how bad you can be."
"Oh, I'm going to show you, alright. But not now. Tomorrow night. I think we're just going to let your balls turn blue until then while you think about just how bad your girlfriend can be."
All day and all evening on Saturday, Ricky was going crazy. Connie didn't want to see him that day, but they talked on the phone. They discussed how they could set things up so Ricky could see into the car. Then he peppered her with questions: Did she really want to go through with it? What was she going to wear? What was she going to do? Connie teased him without being specific. Did he think she should go without a bra, she asked? How about panties? Did he remember how big Deke was? Should she take him to completion? She knew how to push all his buttons. The angel on one shoulder told Ricky that this was his last chance to call the whole thing off, but the devil on the other shoulder won the day - once again.
That night, after allowing them a good hour to finish dinner, Ricky couldn't restrain himself any longer. He drove to the beach but parked over near the maintenance shack where his car wouldn't be seen from Lover's Lane. Even though it was well past regular beach hours, Ricky was surprised to see that Jake, the old maintenance man, was till puttering around in the shack, but he didn't give it any more thought.
He followed a sandy path through the trees and brush until he found a spot where he could see the parking area, and he waited. And waited. He noticed and was glad that there were no other cars around. It was a warm night and the mosquitoes were pestering him and he was sweating - probably more from excitement than the heat. Just when he seriously started thinking that this whole idea was sick and crazy, he saw headlights sweep across the lot. As the car approached in the dim light he could see Connie pointing. As they had discussed, she was showing Deke where to park. It drove Ricky a little crazy to think that his cute little girlfriend was directing this big stud to
their
spot. Deke swung the car around and backed in close to where Ricky was hiding, rolled down the windows (Possibly at her request as they had planned - telling Deke she didn't want it to get too steamy in there, with a wink.) and killed the engine.
Ricky was close enough to see that they were talking, but other than a few laughs and giggles, he couldn't hear what they we saying. Part of his brain was telling him that they were laughing at him but the part of his mind that was racing with nasty desire drowned that out.
Finally, he saw Deke reach over, put his arm around his girl and pull her close. She seemed to slide over to him all too willingly. They continued talking, but Deke's other arm seemed to be moving as he looked down at Connie. Ricky was sure he must be feeling her up. He remembered how much the boys loved playing with her tits at the party - and how much she seemed to enjoy it. He wondered if she was wearing a bra. He wondered if her big brown nipples were getting hard they way they did when he pulled and pinched them. He absent-mindedly reached down to stroke his growing dick. His eyes widened as he saw Deke bend down to kiss Connie's throat. He knew how much she loved that. He thought he heard her moan as she let her head fall back, giving Deke greater freedom to explore her erogenous zones. For several minutes Ricky had to watch as Deke worked on her neck with his mouth and his arm movements attested to the work he was doing down below. Ricky's mind was spinning. In his fantasy, Ricky thought all about how excited he would be watching his little girlfriend pleasuring this big stud, but somehow he didn't quite imagine her getting so aroused herself. Once again, conflicting thoughts of desire and jealousy were tearing at him.
Ricky's pain was amplified when Deke started kissing Connie on the mouth and it was clear the she was eagerly returning the kiss. He was sure they were tonguing each other. In Ricky's twisted mind a blowjob was one thing, but a deep kiss on the mouth was too intimate. He had to convince himself that this was all his idea but that he couldn't control everything and if was going to get what he wanted (whatever that was) he was going to have to deal with some unexpected realities.
Finally, Deke stopped kissing her long enough to whisper something into her ear and she whispered back. Deke pulled away from her and Ricky could see him shifting around and reaching down to work in his lap. It was clear that he was opening his pants. He thought he saw Connie's eyes widen as she looked down at him. When Deke was done shifting around, Connie slid over to him, turned to him and reached down. Ricky couldn't see what she was doing but he was sure she was stroking his big cock. He could hear that Deke was talking to her as she worked. Ricky could hear a motor running as Deke reclined his seat and lay back to let his little hottie work on him as he relaxed. Clearly, this was not his first rodeo. With Deke's head back like that Ricky felt it would be safe for him to creep closer, being careful not to step on any twigs. He took up a position behind a big white pine just a few feet from the driver-side back door. He was now close enough to hear more of what they were saying. They were still speaking softly, but it was clear that Deke was asking her how she liked his big cock and was praising her efforts. Finally, he clearly said "C'mon. Do it!" and put his hand behind her neck and gently pushed her head down toward his lap.
