“Why don’t you just mind your own business?” the driver said.
“Hey, lady,” I said, “they are practically doing it in the street. That’s not exactly private, you know.”
She started to reply, but first the blonde in the back spoke up. “What the hell, Sarah, let him watch. He’s kinda cute. Right, Bonnie?”
This last question was addressed to the girl next to her, who was now stiffening up again.
“Don’t stop,” she panted. “Jesus … oh don’t … fucking … stop …”
The light turned green again, and the car took off.
I followed it. The hell with where I was supposed to be going, I was really curious now. And horny too.
We were close to the city limits, and there were no more lights now. I followed them as they turned onto a road leading out of the city. I didn’t try to hide the fact that I was following them. They went on for a couple of miles and then slowed down. I saw we were coming up to a rest area on the right side of the road. They pulled into the entrance, and I followed.
The rest area was screened from the road by trees, and it was mostly deserted. The other car pulled into a parking spot, and I pulled in right beside it.
When I looked in the other car again, I got a shock. The blonde in the back still had her hand up under the dark-haired girl’s skirt, but that girl’s blouse and brassiere had been removed, and her high rounded tits were naked.
The driver didn’t say anything, or even look at me. She just kept staring on straight ahead.
But the blonde in the back called out, “Okay, Mister Curious, come on over!”
I was surprised, but I wasn’t going to turn down an invitation like that. I got out of the truck and went over. The driver didn’t move. The dark-haired girl called Bonnie, the one with the naked tits, had her eyes closed and was rocking back and forth, kind of whimpering to herself.
“Come on,” June said. “Get in here already.”
I opened the rear door and slid in. I was next to the dark-haired girl, with the blonde on her other side.
“This is Bonnie,” the blonde said, indicating the girl next to her. “I’m June, and that’s Sarah,” she said, motioning toward the driver. “What’s your name?”
“Matt,” I said, and added, “Just what the hell is going on here anyway?”
“What the hell does it look like?” June said, “We’re a bunch of lesbians having a little fun. Right now Bonnie’s having the most fun. Aren’t you, Bonnie?”
“Mmmmm,” Bonnie said.
“Bonnie loves to be fingered,” June went on. “It gets her so hot. She likes it better than being eaten. And she can just come and come all day long. She gets so hot, she’ll do anything. She’ll even suck a cock. You want her to suck your cock, Matt?”
Well, shit, I would have liked nothing better, except that this Bonnie chick seemed to be pretty much out of it, and even if she did suck my cock, she probably wouldn’t know what the hell she was doing. Something about that turned me off. So I said no.
“No?” June raised her eyebrows.
“No,” I said to the blonde. “I want you to do it.”
She laughed. “I’ll just bet you do,” she said. “But I don’t suck cock, baby. I just suck pussy.”
Now the driver, Sarah, spoke up from the front seat. “I do,” she said.
June looked at Sarah in surprise, but I doubt that she could have been as surprised as I was. “What?” she said.
“Yes,” Sarah snapped back, “I suck cock. I’m a lesbian who sucks cock. I suck pussy, and I also suck cock. You see, there are still things you don’t know about me, June.”
“Don’t stop,” Bonnie whined, as June’s hand had evidently paused in its labors. “Please, please, don’t stop—” The nipples on her bare breasts were sticking out like fingers. She never stopped rocking back and forth.
“What are you saying?” June said to Sarah. “You want to suck this guy’s cock, is that what you’re saying?”
“This started out to be such a pleasant day,” Sarah said. “Then you had to start diddling Bonnie out in public. You knew what would happen. Then you had to stop to pick up a man.”
“Hey, it’s not me driving the damn car,” June said.
Bonnie gave a little scream and a shudder as part of what seemed to be a single continuous orgasm.
“That’s enough, Bonnie,” June said, pulling her hand out of the girl’s skirt. Bonnie gave a moan of protest. “You get this joker to let you suck his cock,” the blonde went on, “and maybe I’ll give you more.”
Bonnie turned to me. “Please, may I suck your cock?” she pleaded. “Please? I’ll be good, I’ll be real good. Okay?”
Hell, there was only so much temptation I could stand. I pulled down my zipper and took out my prick, which stood up nicely.
“Be my guest,” I said.
“No,” Sarah said from the front seat.
“What do you mean, no?” June demanded.
“I won’t let you manipulate Bonnie like that,” Sarah said. “It’s not right.”
“Hell, I’ve been manipulating her all day long,” the blonde said, grinning. “She loves being manipulated.”
“You know what I mean,” Sarah said angrily.
“You’re a fucking bitch, Sarah,” June said.
“And you’re a promiscuous slut,” Sarah replied.
Bonnie had her eyes closed again. Her hand was now under her own skirt, and she was rocking again and making mewling sounds as she played with herself.
“So is anybody going to suck my cock?” I inquired.
“No!” June snapped at me. “You just get the fuck out of here!”
“What’s wrong with you?” Sarah said to her. “You’re the one who got him in here in the first place.”
“So what? You uptight bitch,” June said. “If you’re so concerned, why don’t you suck him?”
“OK,” Sarah said. “I will.”
“The hell you will.”
“You don’t think so?” said sassy Sarah. She turned to me. “Get in front.”
Modestly, I tucked my dick back in my pants, but I didn’t bother closing my zipper as I climbed out of the car and went around to the other side so I could get in the front seat beside Sarah. Then I took it out again.
As Sarah was behind the steering wheel, there wasn’t much room for her to maneuver. She found the lever that moved the front seat and pushed it back as far as possible. Then she slid out from behind the wheel and knelt down in front of me on the floor of the car.
“You’re not serious!” June exclaimed.
“No?” Sarah said. “Watch me.” And she bent forward and took about half of my sizable prick in her mouth. June gave a gasp of disbelief, and so did I. Bonnie was still mewling.
I expected Sarah to draw her mouth up, toward my cock-head, and concentrate her sucking on the part that was already in her mouth. Instead she moved down, taking more of me in, until the head of my cock was pushing against her throat. Then she swallowed it.
“Damn!” I said. “Jesus fucking Christ!”
Her tongue ran over my straining flesh as she held me in her throat. Then she started sucking—and I started moaning.
Now I’ve had plenty of chicks suck my cock in my time, but I have to tell you that this Sarah was as good as any of them, if not better. She knew when to go slow and when to go fast, she knew when to stop and when to start again, and she knew how to use her tongue to drive a guy crazy. If she used that mouth as well on women as she did on me, I could understand why June seemed so upset.
“God damn you, you lousy fucking bitch!” June screamed. “How can you do that to me?” And then she started to cry.
Immediately, to my great disappointment, Sarah took her mouth off my cock. “Ah, don’t cry, baby,” she said in a softer tone than any I’d heard her use up to now.
June kept on crying.
“I’m sorry,” Sarah said, and now she got up from her knees and climbed up on the seat,
reaching out to June in the back. “I’m sorry, baby I was just angry. Come on, honey.” She had climbed up almost on top of me, and as she crouched on the seat and stretched up and forward to reach out to the blonde girl, her crotch was practically in my face.
I pushed up her skirt, but her thighs were spread too far apart for me to pull her panties down. I slid three fingers under them at the crotch, but as soon as they touched her pussy, she pulled away sharply. In the same motion she scrambled over the seat and tumbled into the blonde’s arms.
When I turned around to look, they were hugging each other and kissing passionately. Both of them were crying now. As the kissing and crying went on, June’s hands began to move over Sarah’s body, and soon Sarah was returning her caresses. Carried away by their fervent passion, they fell over on the seat, with June mostly on her back and Sarah more or less on top of her.
Bonnie, whose self-manipulation had not stopped for a moment, was crowded into the comer by the other girls’ sprawling bodies. Then even that corner was encroached upon as June spread herself out full-length on the backseat.
“Can I come in front with you?” Bonnie asked me, pulling her hand reluctantly out of her skirt. “It’s kind of crowded back here.”
“Sure,” I said.
My head was twisted around as I watched June and Sarah, who were now scrabbling at each other’s clothing. June’s skirt was up around her waist, and Sarah’s blouse was open while June worked at her bra. As Bonnie got out and came around to slide in behind the steering wheel, I turned myself around and got up on my knees on the seat to get a better view without spraining my neck.
Sarah’s tits were exposed now, and June was sucking them. Sarah was moaning and at the same time working June’s panties down her legs. I was fascinated. I had never seen two girls together, except in porno flicks, and the live experience was a lot better.
“Can I suck your cock now?” Bonnie said.
Well, I had no objection. My dick was sticking out of my still-open fly, hard and throbbing as I watched the two chicks in the backseat. But if I turned around to let Bonnie get at it, it would mean giving up the show, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that, not even in order to get sucked.
But Bonnie took care of that dilemma. She just lay down on her side and stuck her head in between my stomach and the back of the seat, and in a moment I felt her soft warm lips around my pole.
I shifted my hips back just a shade to give her room to move her head. Which she did. Beautifully. As she adjusted her body, her hand slipped back under her skirt.
The girls in the back were still pulling at each other’s clothes between kisses and gropes. Sarah’s skirt and panties were on the floor, her blouse gaping open, her bra around her neck. June still had a thin top on, but the protrusion of her nipples against it told me that she had no bra. Her skirt was rucked up around her waist.
As soon as Sarah managed to get June’s panties off, she turned herself around so that she was crouching over the blonde girl in a 69 position. I watched her full, naked tits swaying beneath her, and my cock jerked in Bonnie’s mouth. Then Sarah lowered her head between June’s widespread legs and at the same time lowered her crotch onto the other’s waiting mouth.
Two female moans rent the air simultaneously. They weren’t the only sounds, though. Bonnie was making little throaty noises around my cock as she went on diddling herself, and my breath was coming in quick loud gasps as I was stimulated both by Bonnie’s moving mouth and tongue and by the spectacle I was watching.
The girls in the backseat were writhing and clutching each other, each one’s head buried between the other’s straining thighs. All I could see of Sarah’s head was her dark hair, but I caught glimpses of June’s face below Sarah’s round ass, her eyes glazed and rolling as she gave and received what appeared to be the most ecstatic pleasure.
They came almost simultaneously, and the sight of those two gorgeous bodies twisting against each other, spasming in climax, and the sounds of moaning and gasping that filled the car sent me over the edge, and with a loud gasp of my own, I blew my load in Bonnie’s still-sucking mouth.
I guess she swallowed it, but I don’t know. I’m not exactly proud of it, but the fact is that even though Bonnie had given me a really fine blowjob, my attention was still mainly on June and Sarah. They were face-to-face again, and they were kissing each other—tenderly and lovingly this time, but still with plenty of tongue work. My just-drained dick was already twitching again.
“I did it, June,” Bonnie announced. “I sucked him. Will you do me again now?”
Talk about a one-track mind. I was about to offer to diddle her myself, with any part of me she wanted, when June tore her mouth from Sarah’s long enough to say, “Sure, baby.”
Immediately, Bonnie slid out of her seat and moved around to the back again. Sarah straightened up, buttoned her blouse and pulled on her skirt, then came around and got behind the wheel. She looked at me as if she had no idea how I’d gotten there.
“That was nice,” I said.
“We’re so glad you enjoyed yourself,” Sarah said, in a tone that could have frozen the Sahara Desert. “You can go now.”
I took the hint. I wanted to ask her why the hell they had gotten me there in the first place, but I figured it wouldn’t do any good. As I pulled away in my truck I saw that June’s hand was under Bonnie’s skirt again.—M.V., Erie, Pennsylvania
Booty Time
FOR HIS THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY, HIS WIFE GIVES HIM WHAT HE ALWAYS WANTED—HER ASS
My wife and I have only been married for three years, but we were college sweethearts and dated for a long time before getting hitched. While I had slept with a decent number of other women before settling down, I was too young to have experimented a whole lot, so I didn’t find out until later that I was an ass man.
My wife Georgia is very slim and petite at five feet and one-hundred pounds, but her 34D tits and nicely shaped rear end attract a lot of attention. We have an active sex life, but until a few weeks ago she never let me fulfill my fantasy of having anal sex with her. Being so small, she feared it would be too painful and might cause serious damage. Then came my thirtieth birthday.
As soon as I got home from work that day, I knew something was in the air. Georgia was dressed in see-through black-lace lingerie, the living room was lit with candles and a picnic basket rested on a blanket on the floor. Without saying a word, Georgia undressed me down to my boxers and led me to the blanket.
Looking at her, I didn’t think I’d be eating too much, But I guessed that my appetite would be satisfied nonetheless. She fed me chocolate-covered strawberries and grapes as I lay back on the blanket. Then she asked whether I wanted some honey, which I eagerly accepted. She pulled the black negligee off her shoulders and smeared honey all over her tits. I leaned over and lapped up every drop until she said, “There’s more down below.” I ripped off her lingerie and dived between her legs. I could tell by the musky scent and the lubrication dripping down her legs that she was very turned on.
After a few minutes, Georgia said, “I haven’t gotten anything to eat yet!” Then she dipped some honey onto the hard-on peeking through the fly of my boxers and licked it off. Pulling down my underwear, she dribbled more honey onto my member before engulfing it. She sucked and slurped my cock, running her lips and tongue over the shaft when it wasn’t in her mouth. After every few strokes she would run her tongue over my balls and lift my butt up so she could rim my asshole. I could feel the come welling up inside my balls, and a few minutes later I shot a huge load of spunk down her throat. She eagerly swallowed every drop I gave her,
Georgia then took my hand and led me into the bedroom. We immediately jumped into bed and began ravishing each other. I worked my way down her body, tasting the remnants of honey on her chest as I proceeded to her pussy. Almost as soon as I began tonguing her clit, she grabbed my head and exploded into my mouth. I kept lapping up her juices, and in five minutes she’d had two more orgasms.
/> All of her bucking and moaning got me aroused again, and soon my soldier was standing at attention. When my wife noticed this she rolled away from me. Sitting back on my heels, I watched her reach into the nightstand drawer and pull out a tube of K-Y jelly. With a wicked smile, she handed me the tube and got onto her hands and knees, facing away from me. She looked back over her shoulder beckoning to me with her ass sticking up in the air, and said with a smile, “Happy birthday, honey.”
After all the years of thinking about it, I knew exactly what to do. I squeezed out some jelly and covered my twitching cock. Then I squirted a dollop into her crack and began working the slippery substance around her anus. I dilated her sphincter with my finger before I got ready to penetrate her rectum and work my way to nirvana.
I pushed my cock up against her brown button and started to enter her slowly. Because she was so small, it took me a while to get all the way in. Once I was in, she relaxed a little, and I began to pump. It was extremely tight in there, and it felt better than anything I’d ever had before. Pleasure rippled through my body as I rammed my meat into her stretched asshole. I could tell from the moans and gasps that Georgia was enjoying it, too. I grabbed the sides of her ass and continued to pump faster and faster. The sensation of the sphincter wrapped so tightly around my cock, coupled with her grunting and moaning, proved to be too much for me. That time it felt like my orgasm took an hour to boil up from my testicles, And I clutched her cheeks as hard as I could as I exploded into her ass. A moment later Georgia screamed out as a climax hit her, and when she was done thrashing around and telling me how much she loved it, we both collapsed onto the bed. I rolled off her and watched my come run out of her asshole.
Georgia snuggled up to me and gave a me a deep, long kiss before putting her head on my shoulder. Then she said, “I never knew fulfilling one of your fantasies could feel so good.” She flashed that wicked smile at me again, letting me know that the door was now open for other sexual experimentation. You know, I always wanted to be part of a threesome …—B.H., Altoona, Pennsylvania
THEY EXPLORED EVERY ASPECT OF SEX: UP AND DOWN, IN AND OUT, FRONT AND BACK
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