`` Hey, need a ride ? ``

I jump, startled as a car pulls up to me. I instantly acknowledge my boyfriend 's friend Seth, a metalhead elderly. I glance up, rainfall spatter on my Steampunk goggles, and smile.

'' Yes ! Thanks, '' I say, and get in the passenger tooshie. I will myself not to crimson. 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 seat belt, 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 thoroughly question. I walked all the way to the oriental bufffet just for some coconut tree shrimp, and I tell him so. He nods and cranks up his euphony, the car being filled with flak measure and screeching.

I glance over at him, but he 's focusing on the road. I lick my brim shyly, feeling their dryness, and my eyes skim his torso. He 's lose weight, lean, delicious ... my centre stop on his fork, and I begin the guessing plot I always play :'I wonder how big his cock is .'My thought process go back and Forth River, from median to goliath.

He clears his pharynx, and I glance up quickly, making eye touch. He saw me looking ! I squeak and avert my heart, looking out the windowpane. I realize I have no mind where we 're going.

'' Seth ? You remember where I live, rightfulness ? '' I ask, looking at the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree outside, the enviroment getting more than and More dense with timber. I bite my index finger digit 's knuckle.

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

I get out and close the passenger-side threshold, opening the cover door and bending down in the back tail, about to piece up the backpack. Suddenly, I feel something pressed against my skirt-clad ass. Glancing behind me, I 'm extremely surprised to see Seth pushing his crotch against my butt, his hands 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 English of the back. He gets in and closes the door, then looks at me.

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

I blush and apologize, `` sorry ... '' but then shyly scoot closer, getting on my knee on the cushioned chair and lean over to prick his cervix. `` I just have a topnotch big crunch on you, and I thought ... blah, if I acted on it and got it out of the way, the crush would go away. ``

Suddenly, Seth pulls me to him, kissing me hard, making me puff in surprisal. His bridge player go to the vertebral column of my question, pulling my lips to his, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I moan and kiss him back. We make out for a couple second before pulling away breathlessly, and I blush, ashamed or embarassed.

'' Fuck, '' he breathes, and my deal goes to rest on his knee. He looks at me, then my hand, then his privates. I take the hint and slue the manus up, feeling a rock-hard throbbing shaft under his tight jeans. I quickly unbutton his knickers, and he pushes my header down hard, barely giving me time to pull out his cock and point it toward my back talk.

Set 's cock hits the back of my pharynx and I gag, but he does n't affect his hands from the back of my heading, gripping my fuzz and thrusting his hip joint up and down, throat-fucking me. I feel myself getting more and more sex, my eyes tearing up. He keeps going, my lips gripping his cock. He lets go and I come up for air.

'' Do you want me to make love you ? '' he asks a few minutes later, after finally catching his breather. My eyes widen, and I stare silently for a moment, my back talk open but no Logos coming out.

'' I 'll take that as a yes, '' he says, laughing and pushing me into laying position in the support hindquarters, his hard rooster still out, shining with my saliva. He pulls assailable my jumper and rustle my shirt and bra, muttering `` woah, '' as he looks at my tits. I watch excitedly as Seth pulls up my skirt, and pulls down my pantie. They 're foul with dried succus from arousal earlier in the day, and novel wet juices from now.

His rightfield bridge player goes to my left nipple, pinching it backbreaking and smiling as it perks up. His left bridge player goes to my properly thigh, pulling my leg up to his hip. He 's sort of kneeling between my legs, his bequeath leg on the tooshie and the correctly understructure keeping him up from the floor. My heart thuds as he pulls off his shirt, showing his beautiful chest.

His go forth hand goes to press on the room access behind me, keeping him upright as he transmission line up his cock with my desperately waiting snatch, and his compensate hand goes to my throat, grasping it just hard enough that I almost ca n't breathe, which thrills me.

He SLAMS into my slit, making me cry out in pleasure and annoyance. Just minute ago, my pussy could barely take a yoke of my thin fingers, but now ? It was being stretched by his throbbing manhood. My helping hand go to his back, nails digging in, which makes him set off thrusting, yearn stroking, in and out.

Set leans down to bite and suck my mammilla, making them red and throbbing. With some knife thrust, his range tightens around my throat, and with others, he loosens his grip. I press him against me, letting him burn me anywhere he can reach, not caring if my fellow will see the marks later.

I ca n't believe this is happening, but it is, and I 'm so sword lily. Three sexless months come to an end. And who would have thought Se-

Seth interrupts my idea when he pulls out completely, abruptly. His hand moves from my throat and he quickly flips me over. I get on my hands and knees, hoping thats what he wants. I feel his hard fellow member at my entry again, and he grabs a handful of my hair and thrusting in, making me squeak breathlessly.

His left over mitt is tightly tangled in my tomentum, and his right paw goes to the top of my shoulder, digging his nails in and scratching, hard, down my cover, to my hip. He then grasps my hip and starts pounding my cunt more, rocky and intemperate. He spanks my arse a couple times, and I moan occasionally, listening to the sound of his panting, and his hip joint slapping onto my ass.

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

He quickens his pace, and I cry out in pleasance. His breath quickens, and soon Seth lets out a moan and pulls out, shooting his hot sticky cum all over my ass. His grasp on my hairsbreadth loosens and I feel him pull my panty up, which begin to soak up the cum.

'' Do n't change 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 dame back down, same with my shirt and bra, blushing. Seth gets out, and I follow, going back into the nominal head seat, runnning my digit through my hair.

I do n't think about how I 'll need to throw an exculpation for my mom as to why I 'm late, I do n't consider about how I 'll probably end up telling my boyfriend. At the import, all I can cogitate about is how riotous Seth is driving, like usual, and what just happened .