Lainey burst out of the alley and onto the sidewalk. To the right, was the front of the club and an Uber car waiting at the curb. Lainey jogged up to the Uber and quickly jumped into the backseat on the passenger side. She started to make an excuse to the driver about how badly she needed a ride when she recognized him.
"Hey, birthday girl," Jackson smiled at her. He was the driver that had dropped off her and her friends earlier in the night. Jackson ignored the cum on her face and immediately noticed her pointy nipples and droopy eyelids. "You having fun tonight, baby," he asked her.
"Umm, I guess so," Lainey replied. "Maybe a little too much." She touched a hand to her face feeling a little sleepy and smearing the cum left behind by the bartender. "Can you take me home," she asked as she yawned and began to gradually lean more and more onto the rest of the backseat. Lainey laid on her left side so that her body was facing the front and the movement of her breasts could clearly be seen. Her head laid on her left arm and her right arm was straight and had fallen slightly behind her body pulling her stretchy shirt further exposing the shape of her dark chocolate stiff nipples.
"Sure, baby. Just relax." Jackson knew that he might very well be next in line to make an ejaculatory deposit inside or on top of Lainey that night and began to drive in the general direction of where he had picked her up earlier that night. About halfway between the club and Lainey's apartment, Jackson pulled the car off the street and onto a short gravel road that led to a small grassy field surrounded by trees and shrubbery. The area was used in nice weather for picnics and as an outdoor play area for children and general family entertainment.
In bad weather and at night, it became an area for teenagers and couples to park and enjoy heavy petting. Jackson parked the car at the far edge of the field next to a tree that blocked the rear passenger door by Lainey. He got out of the driver's seat and entered the backseat on the driver's side sliding in and picking up Lainey's head and laying it on his lap. She moved so that she ended up laying on her back with her face toward Jackson's crotch. "Sweet, sweet, birthday girl," Jackson stroked her black curls with his left hand and opened his pants with the right hand finding his stiff prick ready to be jacked. "Mmmm, look what you did to me, pretty girl," he brushed his cock against Lainey's lips and she instinctively licked her lips and caught a little taste of the underside of Jackson's dick. "Ohhh, shit," he switched hands so that he could stroke and lay his dick on her mouth with the left and fondle her tits with the right.
Lainey stirred a little and didn't seem to be fully asleep. She sighed, "What's going on?" She slowly realized that her head was in Jackson's lap and that they were both together in the backseat.
"You're okay, baby. The birthday girl fell asleep and I came back here to make sure you were okay," Jackson told her and stroked her tit.
"Hey, what are you doing," Lainey sat up on seat facing him. "Why are you touching me like that?" She put her arms up in an attempt to cover her breasts but really just succeeded in pushing them up and together making Jackson even stiffer.
Jackson gently grabbed her arms, moved them down to her sides moved his right hand to stroke her cheek and leaned in, "We need to talk, babe. You don't have any money." He licked his bottom lip, trailed his hand down to Lainey's neck and gave her a little kiss on the mouth with just a hint of tongue. His left hand moved from holding her arm at her side to her thigh and he rubbed her leg with just his thumb. "I mean, I need something for my trouble, right," he moved his right hand down her chest touching her with only his index finger stopping at her nipple. He stared into Lainey's eyes and slowly moved the tip of his finger in a circle growing bigger and bigger until he was using his whole hand and palming her breast.
"But if you just give me a chance...," Lainey's voice hitched and trailed off as Jackson's whole hand on her thigh began to rub getting closer to her pussy until finally making contact with a sticky lip.
When he felt that sticky lip, Jackson knew that his drunk birthday girl wasn't as innocent as she seemed. His breathing got heavier, "Seems like birthday girl is a little slut." Jackson slapped Lainey's tit and kissed her thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.
"Mmmmm! Ahhhhhh," Lainey moaned into Jackson's mouth. She was shocked when he slapped her tit but she liked it. During the kiss, Jackson grabbed her sticky pussy making her even more turned on.
Lainey pushed Jackson back so that he was forced to break the kiss, "No, I'm not a slut," she whispered. Lainey liked the way he was touching her and she was getting moist but she didn't want to be a slut.
