Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Vegas, Baby! (part two)
We walk in silence to the car, and when we get there I press the unlock button and open the door to throw my purse in. Before I know what’s happening, Justin has gotten into the back seat and tells me to get in with him. I scan the garage quickly to see who is around and how obvious this will be. Fortunately, the rental company upgraded me to a Volvo which has tinted windows and I feel like we have a little privacy, but if I needed help I could probably get someone’s attention fairly quickly. Into the back seat I go.
As soon as I sit down next to Justin, he leans in to kiss me. He has very soft, full lips and his tongue is darting around my lips. I feel his hand slide onto my chest and push my straps down so that he can free my breast. He does the same to the other side and I throw my bra off onto the floor while he starts kneading my breasts and sucking on them. You know what this does to me, and I can tell that even though I only intended to do a little kissing with this boy, it is probably going to go farther if I don’t stop now. But I can’t stop. I slip my hand under his shirt and pull it up and over his head to reveal his chest where you can see his implant beneath a dragon tattoo. I lean over to kiss his chest as he has been doing to mine, and when I flick my tongue quickly over his nipples he starts to breathe hard.
Now Justin starts to run his hand up my leg as he was doing in the casino, but now I don’t stop him. He says that he wants to play with my pussy and I decide to let him and spread my legs a bit. He puts a hand on my thigh and firmly pulls my legs farther apart, then pins one leg between his so that I can’t really move. He has also slipped his arm behind my shoulders and has my left arm bent so that my wrist is firmly being held in his hand. I’m really pinned and while I don’t feel exactly scared, it does cross my mind that he is being a little rough and I’m wondering what he has in mind. However, his fingers which are now working on my clit and slipping in and out of me have taken my mind off that fear. One of his fingers is wet and slippery and he removes it and slips it smoothly into my ass. Before long I am cumming around his hand and moaning into his neck while he sucks on my breast. When I am finished cumming, I start to relax my legs and pull them together, but he won’t let me. He keeps rubbing on me and won’t let me move. My clit is very sensitive, but I am trapped and after a few minutes cum again.
Eventually he lets me loose and once I catch my breath I start to work my way down his chest and stomach with my mouth while reaching my hand into his shorts to stroke his very erect cock and balls. I discover that he is completely shaved which is interesting. We slip his shorts down and I start to stroke him more firmly and lick up and down his shaft, eventually working my way to the head of his cock. I slip him into my mouth and suck gently, then more firmly while squeezing the base and sliding my fingers up and down. He starts to breathe faster and let out a few moans and at one point tells me to suck his cock hard while he reaches over and slaps my ass. Pretty soon I feel him growing harder and can tell that he is about to climax. Since we’re in the car and I’m still sort of wearing clothes, I decide to swallow his cum as it starts to shoot out of him and run down my throat. He is clutching my hair in one hand and grabbing my ass with the other one while he tries not to buck off of the seat or make too much noise. I slowly pull up and continue to gentle squeeze the shaft of his cock while he grabs my chin and kisses me on the mouth, licking his cum off my chin and lips.
We both catch our breath, and chat for a few minutes about…nothing. Soon his phone starts buzzing again and his friends are looking for him. He says he doesn’t mean to be an asshole, but he should go and I tell him that it’s fine. We gather our clothes and get out of the back seat as discreetly as possible. He kisses me goodbye and walks off while I get in the front seat and drive home, smiling and smelling like sex.
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I'd be fascinated to know which category this story falls into -- real or imagined. Either way, it's very hot. If it's real, I'll bet that boy went home and told every one of his friends about his adventure with you!
ReplyDeleteWhen are you going to be in Vegas again??