7
Takea Ride
I pushedNick’s fingers out of the way. This wasmyjob.
His belt fell open with a clang, and I yanked on his fly to get at him. Reaching through a tangle of boxer shorts, I maneuvered him out of his jeans and held him in my hand. I smiled when I realized I could barely fit my hand around him. Holy shit. How would I fit him in my mouth?
“Look at this pretty little lady,” he murmured, beginning to slightly rock his hips to push his cock in and out of my grip.
“Fucking awesome,” Derek said from somewhere to my left.
But I didn’t turn my head to see where the other guys were because I was busy tasting the glistening drop of precum that had gathered on the tip of Nick’s cock. I glanced back up at him and our eyes met, his burning with a combination of admiration and pure lasciviousness.
“Go ahead, baby. Taste me,” he said, pushing his dick toward my lips.
With a swipe of my tongue, I tasted his sticky fluid, then pursed my lips against his head, letting them stretch open as I slowly engulfed his wide, steely hard tip.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, his head dropping back. Apparently, Ididknow what I was doing.
Opening wide, I took him slowly, running my lips down his shaft until he hit the back of my throat. Amazingly, I could still fit most of my hand in between my lips and the base of his cock, he was so big. A naughty thought ran through my head, wondering about how he’d feel balls deep inside me. Later. For now, I held his cock there for a moment, then pulled back until I could swirl my tongue around his head again.
Gripping my head, his fingers tangled deeper into my hair and he pulled me to take more of him, closing the gap until I nearly gagged. Tears ran from my eyes and saliva dripped from my chin as I bobbed my head on him, up and down, my cheeks hollowed out against him hungrily, sucking like his was the last cock in the world.
“Ugh, fuck, baby. Stand up, stand up, I don’t want to come like this. I gotta save some of you for my buddies, ya know?” He pulled me to my feet, my legs stiff from crouching, and opened the front door of the truck.
He took a seat and pulled me to him again, with me standing and bent at the waist. I planted my hands on his legs and took him in my mouth again, this time more slowly to draw out his pleasure.
Or was it torment? As much as he was controlling me, I felt like in that moment I was controlling him. It was my mouth, my lips, my tongue that were in control, drawing him toward the explosion he wanted so much.
As I buried myself as deep as I could on his manhood, I felt two hands lifting my skirt. In moments, my ass, covered in my expensive lace bridal panties, was exposed to the afternoon breeze.
Whoever it was behind me—I didn’t know and didn’t care—slipped my panties between my ass cheeks so he could run his huge palms over my heated flesh.
“Holy shit, dude. Have you ever seen anything like this?” Shawn growled.
At least I could tell them apart by their voices.
Derek sucked his breath in. “Fuck no. This is grade-A primo stuff. Look at this soft, smooth ass. I could almost blow my wad right here in my pants,” he added.
“Nothing out of the usual for you, loser,” Shawn said.
Derek laughed. “Fuck off, man.”
Nick lifted his head from the seat where he lay while I sucked him. “Guys. Show our pretty lady how much you like what you see.”
I tensed for a moment, not sure what Nick had in mind. But, the guys’ fingers wandered from my ass cheeks to between my thighs and through the thin fabric of my panties, rubbing me in a circular motion that I not only melted into, but also wanted more of. A lot more. Whoever it was teasing my pussy, they had me gushing, soaking the thin white lace and dripping down my inner thighs from just how good they were.
At my other end, Nick’s cock swelled in my mouth and I did my best to accommodate his girth, knowing his explosion was imminent. I wanted more than that, I wanted to taste and feel his release. I wanted to feel his power while knowing my own. It had been too damn long since I’d felt that way.
I scooped a hand around his sac and as if by magic, his balls pulled tighter, ready to erupt. At the same moment, his low moans erupted into loud shouting, and the first spurt of cum shot into my mouth.
“Fuck, baby, fuck, swallow it all!” he roared, pumping his hips into my face.
I poured myself into pleasing this man, swallowing as much of his tangy sweet ejaculate as I could, while I continued to massage his cock with my lips and tongue. I felt powerful, almost ready to come myself from the heady pleasure of knowing what I’d just done with him, and how much I held him under my spell for that time.
When I finally came up for air, my chin was covered in dribbles of Nick’s cum, my eyes were watering, and I was gasping for breath. And I felt better than I had in months.
But the epic blowjob I’d just given Nick wasn’t the only reason for my raspy breath.