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| Her beautifully mound appeared. She wasn’t wearing any panties. And, she was completely shaved. She noticed my look. “I shaved for you tonight. Bald. Do you like it?” “It’s beautiful”. One hand instinctively lowered to my crotch, softly stroking my now raging hard on through my jeans. “It will be your turn in a minute. For now, both hands on the wheel. Drive and watch.” She reached down and ran her finger along her beautifully shaved pussy. Her wetness was glistening on her labia. Her finger collected her juices, which she brought to her mouth. She coated her lips with her own juices, then went back to touching herself. As she explored her outer labia, her tongue drew her own taste into her mouth. One hand was now spreading her precum on her nipples, kneading, pinching, twisting her nipple. With her other hand, her fingers were working her clit, then disappearing inside her pussy. Circling. First one finger. Then two. Then three. Her hips were meeting the rhythm of her fingers. Fucking. Her eyes watching me, then rolling in her head as her ecstasy grew. “Would you like to taste my pussy? Would you like to fuck my pussy? Feel the walls of my pussy collapse around your cock? When I cum on my hand, which will be soon, I will take my juices and coat your cock. I would love to lick myself off of your cock. I can see your excitement. Your cock is hard. I can see it straining against your jeans. Would like for me to take it in my mouth? Touch it? Hmm….yes that would be nice. But, not yet. More torture for you.” She half grinned as she quickly inhaled. Her orgasm was getting closer. She reached into her purse and pulled out her rabbit vibrator. “Do you want to watch me fuck myself? I love the rotating pearls, feeling the rabbit vibrating against my clit. I think about you when I masturbate at home. I fuck myself and think of your cock. Do you like that?” It was becoming increasingly more difficult to drive. I was yo-yoing between 90 mph and 30 mph. I was glad it was late and these were back country roads. The dildo was rotating, the rabbit humming. She inserted the shaft into her, and immediately bucked in response. She buried the shaft, taking the full length. Her head went back, eyes rolled upward as she felt the rotation, the vibration. “This feels so fucking good. Soon, I want your cock.” She was lost in full lust. She now had both hands on the rabbit and was pounding into her pussy. The glow in the cab of the truck, her bald pussy, her engorged nipples, the fire in her eyes, the aggression as she fucked herself was overwhelming. I have never cum without being touched or touching myself, but I was getting close. “I am going to cum….I am going to cum with this cock in me. I love you watching me. Am I your little slut?” Her hands were moving faster. I had had enough. I pulled the truck over to the side of the road. She tensed and started to cum. The rabbit was buried in her. Impaling her. She had a hand on her nipple. Squeezing. Clutching as if to keep herself up. Back arched. She was screaming. The power of her orgasm was consuming us both. As her climax faded, she asked “Did you like that?”
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| Comments to Story: A Long Ride Home |
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| Vintage Author Join Date: Mar 2007 Location: Not in Kansas Posts: 385
| oh, b4, b4, b4 ........... you do know how to press those buttons, babe! Next time you go for a ride in the country, please plan on picking up a friend to go along "for the ride", please! lushi xx |
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| mindspired Member Join Date: Jun 2007 Posts: 2
| GREAT STORY, especially since it reminded me of something. |
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| Inspired Author Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: New England Posts: 939
| Yeah!!!! My kind of story. Hot and naughty!!! Like it's out of a male's dream. She really knows how to push the right buttons. Oure primal lust. Loved it!
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