I opened the door and was immediately hit by the new car smell. The leather was comfortable and the steering wheel was meant to be in my hand. I saw the man coming back with dollar signs in his eyes. I wasn’t even looking at the price tag dangling from the mirror.
He got in the passenger seat and handed me the keys. The engine came to life and the vibration alone was enough to make me buy it without seeing how it handled. It was an automatic, but I was interested in playing with the stick between his legs. He was younger than my 40-years. Being with him would have been like robbing the cradle.
I hit the accelerator and it lurched forward with a telltale streak of black tar in my wake. I twisted the wheel and made it slide across the pavement. I had no fear with ice water running through my veins. Death meant nothing when his clammy hand was already on my shoulder.
“Slow down and we don’t want to get into an accident.” He was terrified holding onto the seatbelt like it was his personal lifeline.
“Life is too fleeting. It’s better to be in the fast lane where all the excitement is. If you really want to make this sale, I would suggest you take out your cock and jerk it for me. Don’t think for one second I’m kidding. I don’t have all day for you to put on your big boy pants.” He fumbled with the zipper on his black pants. I watched out of the corner of my eye to see something quite extraordinary.
He might’ve been a little nervous, but his equipment wasn’t factory issued. The thing made my mouth water with 9 good inches stretching from his pants. I made the motion with my fist to get him started. I swerved into traffic avoiding a head-on collision with a transport by a narrow margin.
“I don’t know if I can do this with how reckless you are driving.” His fingers were trembling, but he soon got a good rhythm with plenty of his natural lubrication streaming down the sides. I had never seen any man manually please themselves. There was no time like the present.
“Let me have your hand.” I grabbed his wrist and sampled his sauce from how it was clinging to his fingertips. I sucked each one deep and watched his state of arousal bounce up and down with enthusiasm.
I had four of his fingers in my mouth, drooling into the palm of his hand and testing my limited gag reflex. I gunned the engine sending the eight horses underneath the hood into motion. I gave him back his hand and he continued with putting on a show worthy of the price of admission. I saw the price tag. The price of admission was $15,000. It was almost everything I had in my bank account saved up for a rainy day.
“This isn’t easy with you driving like a crazy madwoman.” The blue vein along the back was quite pronounced and throbbing with a mind of its own.
“This sale depends on you blowing a sizable load. I haven’t decided on where you are going to deposit it. I know you’re married and it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t look like you have any problem with it.” He was sweating and some of his hair product was dripping down his face.
His breathing was getting labored and his fist was a blur of motion. I careened to the side of the road, braking sharply and propelling us both against the safety of the seatbelts. I unhooked the strap and leaned in to get a closer look. It wasn’t hard to recognize the signs of his imminent orgasm. The head had ballooned to twice its size with the color looking angry and impatient to get off by any means necessary.
“I’m almost there. This is the damnedest thing I’ve ever done to get a sale. The other guys won’t believe me, but they don’t have to. I will have a memory worth its weight in gold and the commission to the sale of this magnificent beast.” I wasn’t going to dicker on the price.
“Tell me when it’s about to happen.” I watched intently and I was no longer standing on the outside looking in. My first time was dismally disappointing because I had allowed the young man to dictate the terms of my surrender.
“Now…God damn it… now… AHHHHH.” I slapped his hands away from how they were curled around his shaft. I replaced them with my mouth summarily sealed around the crown of his exploding member.
It was quite the load and the first shot went straight down my throat before the next few streams lay hotly on the surface of my tongue. He was bucking out of his seat, making these strangled sounds with his eyes tightly closed during the moment of truth.
I administered to his needs until he finally subsided in volume and intensity. I squeezed to get everything I could from his depleted state. The sweat from overexerting himself bled through his white shirt. He lay there against the seat breathing heavily with his hand up to his wildly beating heart.
“I would rather not have this getting around. It’s a small town and it’s really none of their business. Keep your mouth shut and I may return to give you a refresher course. The next time I expect you to be a little bit more obedient when I demand your attention.” I put my seatbelt back on and spun into oncoming traffic. I went over the median and down the embankment until I was driving the opposite way from which I came.
I did sign the papers with the taste of him still on the tip of my tongue. There was no way he could stop smiling with the other sales staff lurking around the door. I wired the money directly from my account. I even had enough to pay the taxes and the change of ownership. He was kind enough to throw in a set of winter tires free of charge. It was only October. I was reminded of how I wasn’t going to be around to see a white Christmas.
Chapter Two
I was whistling a happy tune while dancing to the music in my head. People were looking at me strangely in the library of the college I worked at, but their opinion meant nothing to me. I purposely bent over to give those young boys a thrill to remember. I found one deep in study at the back of the library with his nose right in the book.
“Peter, college is meant to be fun and you are here stuck working on another after-hours project.” His glasses didn’t hide his natural good books and high cheekbones. He was shy and introverted, but I was about to bring him out of his shell in a big way.
“My GPA depends on a strict regimentregimen of daily studies. My parents paid to send me here and I would hate to disappoint them.” I pushed the book aside and straddled him with my feet on each side of the chair.”
“I think for one night you can let your hair down. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have had some obscene thoughts about you. I sometimes go home and masturbate furiously with your body the subject of my fantasies. Would you like to see what you do to me?” His sweater vest was hiding a well-defined chest and I ran my hands down over the shirt underneath to briefly touch his nipples.
“I don’t think…think…this is appropriate.” His words were nothing compared to the way that his eyes were growing courtesy of how my hands were slowly pulling up my skirt.
“You haven’t lived until you have been with an older woman with experience.” There was no reason to tell him the truth and I certainly was acting the part of a vixen in training.
“These are sacred halls of learning. To tarnish the college’s image by doing something unseemly is not something I would even consider.” I lifted my feet from my heels and put my bare toes in his lap. I massaged the lump and watched his argument be replaced by lust in his eyes.
“You have talked more than enough for one night.” I thrust my legs into the air and used one hand to relieve me of my panties. I laid them carefully over his head with the crotch dangling over his nose. He took a long and lengthy whiff of my sexual longing staining the fabric.
“What do you… do you expect me to do?” I answered for him by locking my legs around his neck leaving him with one option.
“I want to see what you can do with that tongue. I don’t know if this is the first time you have gone down on a woman. The only thing I can tell you is to watch for my reaction and respond accordingly. Every woman is different in what they like. I don’t think you need a road map to find your way around. I’m almost positive you’ve done your own research on the Internet to know where all the parts are.” I used the considerable strength of my thighs to draw
him closer to the wet lips calling his name.
“I would ask what is going on here, but I think I can make my own conclusions.” I glanced over my shoulder to see this jock named Stephen rubbing a sizable form in his tight jeans. I lay back with my head hanging over the table with my tongue out of my mouth in obvious invitation.
“I would say you arrived in the nick of time. I’m in desperate need of a cock to suck and I see you have more than enough to satisfy my thirst. You’re supposed to be this confident stud and why don’t you prove it by sticking what you have in my mouth.” The tentative touch of Peter’s tongue made me moan involuntarily.
I had my eyes closed with my mouth open. There was the feeling of something hot against my lips and something sticky which made my tongue automatically snap forward to get a taste. I used my hands to press Peter’s face into my crotch. I lifted my lower half and heard him struggling for breath.
“I always knew you were a hot little fuck waiting for the right guy to come along to show you a good time. Get that fucking mouth open and your tongue licking me the entire time I’m fucking your face. Yes…those sweet lips are made to suck cock. I know what you have been thinking sitting there at your desk watching all of us from your high pedestal.” His dirty talk was making me juicy and I was leaving this sheen on Peter’s lips.
I heard the table creaking underneath my weight. The feel of Stephen’s hands on my breasts through my clothing was an added bit of incentive. The extra stimulation was enough to have me enthusiastic about taking all of his cock down my throat. I was learning youth had its advantages with a high degree of stamina and a willingness to learn.
I wasn’t sure if I could say that for Stephen. This young man had obviously had many experiences with the opposite sex. He knew exactly what the friction of his shaft along my palate was making me hungry for.
“I think you should brace yourself for my load. I’ve been a little pent-up lately with the coach demanding we stay away from physical pursuits of pleasure. If he knew what I was getting right now, not even he would be able to resist.” His breathing was getting heavy and the feel of his zipper scratching against my face every time I took all of him was an experience in itself.
My hands removed themselves from Peter’s head and I reached behind the jock to pull him closer with my tongue sticking out to polish his family jewels. There was no hesitation and the fear of getting caught was feeding me like my own personal drug.
I began screaming around the sizable piece of meat lodged in my throat. Thankfully, my vocal exercise was stifled by how Stephen was continually pummeling my face. He was reaching the moment between pleasure and pain. The look on his face was followed by his neck muscles becoming quite pronounced. His head snapped back with his hand over his mouth.
The cream forced its way out of his cock and into my accepting mouth. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was pent up. The feeling of almost drowning in his hot jizz was indescribable. Pinching my nipples made my body convulse on top of the desk. Peter had learned and he might’ve been inexperienced, but he was quick to pick up on things.
“Normally, I would tell my friends about my conquest, but I don’t want to ruin the possibility of doing this again. I actually like the idea of having a secret nobody else knows. Peter will keep his mouth shut because I will pound him into the ground if he doesn’t.” He was still dripping along my forehead and getting some in my hair.
He was leaning against one of the bookcases and a couple of those volumes fell onto the floor with a resounding smack. It was followed by this huge helmet touching the lips of my sex. I looked down to see Peter showing some initiative.
“Don’t stop now and it looks like you wouldn’t be able to even if I told you this isn’t right.” He swallowed and leaned forward with the pliant head finding little resistance after he had paved the way with his mouth.
“I believe this is where I make a discreet exit.” Stephen must’ve known he had overstayed his welcome and was happy with draining his balls into my mouth.
“Don’t be a stranger and I might need your services again. This only works if we can keep the secret. Say anything and I will deny it. Opening up your mouth will leave you with those girls who barely know what they’re doing. It might be preferable to take matters into your own hands.” He made one final glance in my direction, shaking his head and most likely still trying to grasp the concept of doing the naughty librarian.
“I look forward to the next time and how hard I’m going to fuck you until your eyes are rolling into the back of your head.” He was wearing the mark of my lipstick along every inch of his member.
He was soon gone leaving me with an inexperienced young boy ready to become a man. Peter was wiping the cream clinging to his flesh along the lips of my well-tongued hole. He looked nervous and I reached down to grab it by the base to feel it throbbing in my hand. I had to slow him down and give him a moment to compose himself.
“I don’t know if you would be interested, but we could take this back to my place. The drive will do you good.” I had heard through the Grapevine the first one out of the chamber was never going to satisfy a man who had never been with a woman before.
“I would love to, but I’m still living at home with my parents to save money. They have this app on my phone to know my location at any given time. I think I would rather… Oh well, that is something else.” I hunched forward, delivering the head of his cock to the oven like enclosure of my pussy.
“Stay still and don’t try to… MOVE.” I barely had the words out of my mouth before he was pounding me relentlessly.
He had his hands around my thighs to give him the leverage and support needed to keep me stuck on the end of his cock. The first orgasm was nothing compared to how his erotic movements were bringing another one on the heels of the first one.
He slipped out in his overanxious state of mind and began spewing white-hot ropes all over the place. He was like a sprinkler going off with no discernible direction for his firing hose. It was a good thing I had a change of clothes in a locker out back.
I was a little winded and could barely lift my head while he was pulling his pants back up and grabbing for his books. He kept muttering something underneath his breath. He stumbled in his haste to walk away and I found him a cute distraction from the news I had gotten earlier in the day.
Chapter Three
I woke up in the morning feeling like a wanton whore and smiling because of my inability to keep my feminine libido in my pants. I got up and felt amazing like the blinders had finally come off. I showered and then looked at myself in the mirror. The reflection was a woman who was sexually promiscuous and willing to do anything for an orgasm.
I drove my Mustang through the streets at a speed that was uncharacteristic of me. The adrenaline of making that car my bitch was bringing about the woman in desperate need of more sex. I was literally shaking when I pulled into my prescribed parking space at the college. It was still a little early and I decided to get a jump on things.
I went to the women’s washroom and found myself quite startled by the transformation looking back at me. The red blouse and the leather skirt were short enough to give a promise to something more thrilling.
“I saw what you did in the library. I think we should talk about what you’re going to do to keep my mouth shut.” I had seen her around, but her name was something unusual.
“I’m sure this isn’t the first time you’ve used this kind of blackmail scheme to get what you want. It’s unfortunate the same thing won’t work on me.” She had long black hair almost to the small of her back.
“I don’t think you understand. One word from me and your job is history.” I smiled which only confused her further.
“This drama is the last thing I need in my life. I just began to live a little and maybe you should try to take a page from my book.” Being a little adventurous, I turned quickly and put my hands on either side of her head against the wall.
“What do you think
you are doing? I don’t swing that… WAY.” One hand went up under her blue skirt and found her panties soaking wet.
I stroked my finger through the material and brought it up to her lips to make her taste herself. She refrained, but I felt that I couldn’t let it go to waste. Her eyes got a little wider when I stuck my finger in my mouth. I’d never ventured to this side of the fence, but I was willing to take the jump into the deep end.
“I’m doing whatever the hell I want for the first time in my life. Stop acting like a prude. We’ve all seen the pictures on the Internet. Posing for those kinds of photographs might’ve been fun at the time, but in retrospect, you probably should have realized the cloud is the last place you want those photos to end up.” She was well known to find pleasure in the arms of the same sex after indulging a little too much.
“Those photos were the worst mistake of my life and I would give anything to take it back.” I kissed her, shoving my tongue down her throat and using the same finger to stick it inside her.
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