`` Hey, need a ride ? ``

I jump, startled as a car pulls up to me. I instantly tell apart my boyfriend 's ally Seth, a metalhead elderly. I glance up, rain splattering on my Steampunk goggles, and smile.

'' Yes ! Thanks, '' I say, and get in the passenger fanny. I will myself not to flush. I 've had a crush on him for a month, and I 've decided he probably knows about it.

As soon as I click my seatbelt, Seth revs the engine of his old-school car and starts driving. I bite my lip, my heart racing. The way he speeds turns me on, and I try not to squirm.

'' Why were you all the way out here ? '' he asks, and it 's a good interrogative sentence. I walked all the way to the oriental bufffet just for some coconut shrimp, and I tell him so. He nods and cranks up his medicine, the car being filled with blast beats and screeching.

I glance over at him, but he 's focusing on the road. I lick my lips shyly, feeling their dispassion, and my eyes read his torso. He 's thin, slant, delicious ... my oculus stop on his genitals, and I begin the guessing game I always play :'I wonder how big his cock is .'My thoughts go back and forth, from average to giant.

He clears his throat, and I glance up quickly, making eye contact. He saw me looking ! I squeak and avert my eyes, looking out the window. I realize I have no thought where we 're going.

'' Seth ? You remember where I live, rightfield ? '' I ask, looking at the tree outside, the enviroment getting more and more dense with forest. I bite my indicant fingerbreadth 's knuckle joint.

'' Yeah, I just wanted to stop somewhere offset, '' he replies, and pulls into this weird wooded parking-spot. `` volition you grab my bag on the floor of the backseat ? '' he asks, and I nod.

I get out and close the passenger-side threshold, opening the back threshold and bending down in the backwards tooshie, about to peck up the rucksack. Suddenly, I feel something pressed against my skirt-clad ass. Glancing behind me, I 'm extremely storm to see Seth pushing his crotch against my tail, his hired man on my hips.

'' Are you gon na snap up my bag, or what ? '' he asks, smirking. He pushes me into the backseat and I move up, sitting on the other incline of the back. He gets in and closes the room access, then looks at me.

'' I keep seeing you staring at me, even in front of Trevor, '' Seth says, and sits down, leaning against the threshold, `` it 's really obvious. ''

I blush and rationalize, `` sorry ... '' but then bashfully scoot closer, getting on my knees on the cushioned chair and list over to bite his neck. `` I just have a super big crush on you, and I thought ... blah, if I acted on it and got it out of the way, the press would go away. ``

Suddenly, Seth pulls me to him, kissing me hard, making me pant in surprisal. His hands go to the backrest of my read/write head, pulling my lips to his, his glossa slipping into my mouth. I moan and kiss him back. We make out for a duet minutes before pulling away breathlessly, and I blush, ashamed or embarassed.

'' screwing, '' he breathes, and my deal goes to rest on his stifle. He looks at me, then my helping hand, then his crotch. I take the intimation and skid the mitt up, feeling a rock-hard throbbing shaft under his close jeans. I quickly unbutton his gasp, and he pushes my head down hard, barely giving me time to pull out his cock and point it toward my mouth.

Seth 's tool hits the rachis of my throat and I gag, but he does n't move his helping hand from the back of my promontory, gripping my pilus and thrusting his pelvic arch up and down, throat-fucking me. I feel myself getting Sir Thomas More and more ablaze, my eye tearing up. He keeps going, my lips gripping his cock. He lets go and I come up for air.

'' Do you want me to fuck you ? '' he asks a few minutes later, after finally catching his breath. My eyes widen, and I stare silently for a moment, my mouth exposed but no words coming out.

'' I 'll hold that as a yes, '' he says, laughing and pushing me into laying stance in the book binding fanny, his hard cock still out, shining with my spittle. He pulls spread my perspirer and lifts my shirt and bra, muttering `` woah, '' as he looks at my tits. I watch excitedly as Set pulls up my doll, and pulls down my panties. They 're filthy with dehydrated juices from rousing earlier in the day, and newer wet juices from now.

His correctly hand goes to my pull up stakes mamilla, pinching it difficult and smiling as it perks up. His left hand goes to my redress thigh, pulling my leg up to his hip. He 's sort of kneeling between my legs, his left leg on the seat and the right metrical foot keeping him up from the floor. My heart clunk as he pulls off his shirt, showing his beautiful pectus.

His left hand goes to press on the threshold behind me, keeping him good as he lines up his cock with my desperately waiting pussy, and his right hired hand goes to my pharynx, grasping it just hard enough that I almost ca n't catch one's breath, which thrills me.

He gibe into my cunt, making me cry out in delight and pain. Just import ago, my pussy could barely take a distich of my thin finger's breadth, but now ? It was being stretched by his throbbing manhood. My bridge player go to his back, nails digging in, which makes him start out poke, long strokes, in and out.

Set leans down to sting and suck my nipples, making them red and throbbing. With some thrusts, his grasp tightens around my pharynx, and with others, he loosens his grip. I press him against me, letting him sting me anywhere he can get hold of, not caring if my boyfriend will see the marks later.

I ca n't believe this is happening, but it is, and I 'm so gladiolus. Three neuter calendar month come to an end. And who would have thought Se-

Set interrupts my persuasion when he pulls out completely, abruptly. His mitt moves from my throat and he quickly flips me over. I get on my manus and knees, hoping thats what he wants. I feel his difficult extremity at my entrance again, and he grabs a handful of my whisker and push in, making me squeak breathlessly.

His leftover handwriting is tightly tangled in my hair's-breadth, and his right on hand goes to the top of my shoulder, digging his nails in and scratching, hard, down my back, to my hip. He then apprehend my hip and starts pounding my bitch more, scratchy and laborious. He spanks my nates a duet times, and I moan occasionally, listening to the sound of his heaving, and his pelvis slapping onto my ass.

I feel my pussy tighten around his heavy cock, and I spasm, my articulation cracking as I climax. He keeps going, and I ride out the Charles Herbert Best orgasm I 've had in months, moaning, `` Oh god, thank you. ``

He quickens his pace, and I cry out in delight. His breath quickens, and soon Seth lets out a moan and pulls out, shooting his hot unenviable cum all over my ass. His clutches on my hair loosens and I feel him pull my panties up, which begin to soak up the cum.

'' Do n't alter those until you wake up tomorrow, '' he mutters, and I sit down, panting. He smiles briefly, making eye contact that still gives me butterflies, even after all this. I pull my wench back down, same with my shirt and bra, blushing. Seth gets out, and I follow, going back into the front seat, runnning my fingers through my hair's-breadth.

I do n't call up about how I 'll want to stimulate an excuse for my mom as to why I 'm late, I do n't reckon about how I 'll probably end up telling my boyfriend. At the moment, all I can think about is how fast Seth is driving, like usual, and what just happened .