Perfect Car

Test Drive

He studied her as she drove. Must be 50 but great legs. He noticed the skirt riding higher when she shifted gears.

"You only like manual transmission?" he asked.

"Yes I like control." She let that just lie there.

He watched as she down shifted going into a turn. The skirt went higher.

She was not really paying attention. Her lover was in Caribbean. He made her wet yesterday just with phone message.

As she thought about the game she was writing the chapter in her mind. She really like it when he threw up in parking lot with jealousy. She loved he was jealous!! Maybe make him more jealous with story. Getting wet just thinking of the tease.

"So Dr. Smith do you like the car?"

"I love it but it is too much for my budget."

"Maybe we can work something out," he said.

She didn't hear him so lost in fantasy world. "Sorry what?"

"I said maybe we can work out something. It's my wife's car and she left it up to me to sell," as a beefy paw landed on her knee.

She looked at him for the first time ... fat, forty, and sweaty was her first thought. But she felt a loss of her precious control. She shook her knee to knock his hand off but he clung on.

"Maybe I've set the price too high."

"How high?" she asked.

The double entendre was not lost on either, as both sets of eyes went to her leg, and his fingers moved north pushing under the hem...

"Maybe I could knock off $5000."

His fingers massaged her inner thigh, moving the hem of her dress only about a hands breath from her panties. She shifted again but didn't try to shake off the hand.

This was the car she wanted. Five year old Volvo with straight shift and Bluetooth and color white. The color was important when parked in the 'wrong place'. That thought made her gush.

She looked again at him.

Not getting any prettier! But $5000?

"Why don't you pull in this rest stop. Maybe we can negotiate."

I can control this she thought. Maybe get by with oral? As she pulled in she was flooded with memories of another rest stop. Was this wrong? He truly was disgusting but his hand had just disappeared under her skirt. With a blush she parted her legs more. He immediately took the signal and plunged his hand to her crotch rubbing her mound that was wet ... to her shame.

He was stunned with his success. How could he have access to such beautiful married doctor? He drove one finger, then two into her wet snatch. He felt her bear down on his hand..hard. He moved toward her.

She felt his thick lips moving on her face. Trying to avoid this she thought. His tongue forcing between her teeth. Maybe not forcing as she swallowed it, his tongue.

Riding his thick fingers she heard the fumbling with a buckle. She reached down and pushed his hands away to do it herself, Her fav.

So big. Big man. Fat. She pulled his cock out. Too big. Fingers wont encircle it. As she struggled with it she felt hands moving under blouse grasping her breast pinching her nipple. She gasped as an orgasm hit her. She moved to put her head in his lap but instead felt herself being dragged from her seat like a child being picked up. Uh oh. Plan B

I guess. She threw her left leg over him. Reaching down and guiding his erection into her swamp she plunged down as he lunged upward and it was done!

She leaned forward putting her weight on hands firmly planted on his chest and began to buck her hips rapidly on the monster buried in her pussy. It was dusk outside and somewhere in her brain she registered the guy sitting on his backpack on the curb.

She then changed by wrapping her arms around his head and deep kissing him as a second O shuttered though her. Felt his hands unclasp her bra and cool air on her nipples

She was lost and she knew it. So much for control. Whatever had been the plan was now gone as she was lost in a continual orgasm(3?). The moans and sobs were hers. Suddenly he growled and she felt semen gushing out around The Cock, wetting her thighs.

"No No don't stop" she cried weeping into his shoulder.

Fingers twisting her nipple. What? She opened her eyes and the hitchhiker was reaching through window fondling her breasts.

'Oh well In for a penny' she thought.

She slumped exhausted on top of him.

After a minute she pushed the hiker's hand off her chest and climbed back in the drivers seat.

He said "you gonna clean this mess up?"

She looked down at Wilted Wet Cock. She wanted to. She leaned over cleaned him with her tongue. The hiker took the opportunity to get another feel. After a few minutes she sat up straightened herself and started the car.

As she drove he smiled and said that was worth it. She blushed.

Whore she thought.

They pulled into his driveway .

"Come on in and you can write the check and I'll get a bill of sale."

"Is your wife here?"

"Yes" he said getting out of car. She followed him in...

"So that was $20000 knocked down to $15000?"

She wrote the check, he the bill of sale. As she snapped her purse shut she felt a beefy hand come up under dress and grab a cheek. She jumped looking frantically around hissing "your wife!" He leered at her as his other hand fondled her right breast

"I lied."

Pushing her to her knees on the kitchen floor, she knew what she had to do. Watching his eyes was difficult do to his big belly. She focused on the job at hand. Unbuckling his belt, unzipping and pulling his pants down she found he was hard inside his boxers ( so different than the brothers). Carefully pulling the top over his erection it plopped against her cheek. Holding it with both hands she licked. The smell was strong his BO, and her juices.

She could not get her mouth around it so she just slurped and jacked with hands.

"Prof you really are cock loving slut."

"I've never had penis like this."

"Your hubby small?"

"I didn't think so, I've only had 2."

She was making some progress getting the head in her mouth.

He tangled his fingers in her head and roughly started slamming his dick in her. He came violently in her. Letting go she swallowed and licked. Standing up she came forward and kissed him releasing a load in his mouth.

"Ugh" he cried. "You bitch!"

She started for the door.

'"I'll call you next week" he said.

"No" she said without looking back, But the swish of her hips said something else.