Trina & Michael
Trina sat across from Michael in her car. They had decided not to go to a noisy bar where they couldn’t talk, and instead they were parked on a dark street with a 12-pack of beer. She took her shoes off and stretched them across the center console and onto his lap, where he began to rub her legs from just above the knee to her toes, occasionally stopping to massage her feet. They had each had a couple of beers when she moved her legs off of his lap and sat upright in the driver’s seat. She looked at him for a moment, while he looked back at her, wondering what she was doing. Trina leaned forward and kissed him softly once, then twice. He responded by then kissing her, though not as soft. She knew just from the beer, conversation, and him rubbing her legs that she was luring out the animal in him, and when she kissed him so achingly slow and soft, he couldn’t take it anymore. His tongue pushed into her mouth, tasting the beer she just drank. He wanted more, and told her so with his hungry kisses. She responded, bringing her hands to the back of his head and holding him to her mouth where she could tell him with her kisses just how badly she wanted him. His hands began to travel as well, running down the front of her shirt. When his hands hit her waist they rose back up under her shirt, feeling her bare breasts, only then realizing that she had been braless this whole time. This only made him hotter for her, and he could feel his hard on struggling against his button fly.
While they kissed, one of his hands moved between her legs and under her skirt, where he slid her thong to the side and played with her. His tongue moved in her mouth the way he wanted to move it over and around her pussy. He simulated eating her out with his kisses while his finger stroked her slit, making her squirm. Trina’s hand moved to the front of Michael’s pants, where she undid his belt and his fly so she could get a good look at what was waiting for her. She reached in and wrapped her hand around his cock, and she could tell it was thick. Right then she knew what she wanted, but she didn’t give in just yet. She stroked Michael’s dick and felt it get harder and harder under her fingers as she softly ran her fingers up and down his shaft. Trina looked right into his eyes, and he said, “Baby, put your mouth around it.” She smiled at him, and her mouth began to water for the feel of his flesh between her lips. First she gave it a little kiss, then a lick. She could already taste his salty pre-cum on her tongue. Trina let the head of his cock in her mouth, moistening the tip before slowly lowering her mouth further down the shaft. She had been right: he was thick. Her mouth barely went around it, and she couldn’t take very much of it in. But it was enough for Michael. He groaned out loud telling her he loved her mouth on his dick. She pumped him in and out of her mouth and his hand went to the back of her head. Not pushing forcefully, but guiding her up and down as his hips moved in the same rhythm, in and out….fucking her mouth. Trina loved it. Her lips and jaw were getting tired already. She wasn’t used to a cock that thick, but she didn’t care. But even though she enjoyed it, what she really wanted was to feel it inside her, stretching out the walls of her pussy as she rode him hard. Unfortunately the inside of the car didn’t allow for that kind of action, so she kept on sucking on his cock and listening to him enjoy it. His hips continued to move and his moans grew louder. One of her hands was pumping up and down as her mouth took in what she could. It wasn’t long before his hand moved back to the back of her head, making sure she didn’t go anywhere because he was so close to coming. Michael began to breathe harder and his hips pistoned a little faster into her mouth. Trina could feel his shaft harden under her hands and the tip of his penis was like a large, hard polished knob violating her lips as she stopped moving and let him do all the work. Suddenly his back arched slightly in the seat and he moaned as his cum splashed the inside her mouth. Trina pushed his cock further into her mouth, letting his load hit the back of her throat and swallowing every drop. His hand still held her head in place, but she wasn’t planning on moving from that spot until she knew he was done.
When he finally let go, his eyes were closed and he was leaning back against the headrest with a look of pure pleasure on his face. His dick was still hanging out of his pants, but he didn’t care. She watched him while he relaxed in his afterglow, until he finally opened his eyes and focused on her. Michael pulled her to him and kissed her sweetly on the lips, flicking his tongue inside her mouth just once before letting her go.
Trina leaned over him and reached down. He watched her, wondering what she was doing, then saw her pick up a beer from the cooler between his legs. He used his bottle opener to take the cap off for her, and watched her take a healthy swig before pulling up his pants.
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