The Knight and the Acolyte Book 8 Chapter 9 The Knight s Passion
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I had been anticipating this night for the last few years. It was going to be the night I will remember forty’s rest of my life. I was definitely nervous and anxious; hesitant even, but there was no turning back. I had fought back my urges long enough, tonight I was going to finally not tell him “no” when he makes the attempt at going to third base.
I have always been a shy and introverted person, even to the point of being called an ice cube when I’d been on dates, because I would just freeze when they’d try and do anything more than their hands in my pants or blouse. Believe me, I loved making out, and I loved being felt up as much as anyone. Hell, I probably had more guys fingers inside me than the rest of my school combined. Its just that the moment he would try and unbutton my pants or slide down my panties off if I were wearing a dress or skirt, I froze colder than the South Pole in January. But not tonight!
I admired myself in front of the full-length mirror in my mother’s room. I had borrowed a soft flowered sun dress and it hung on me perfectly, hugging me so that my breasts, although not large were still highlighted nicely. I turned and sure enough, although it flared out, the thin fabric followed the contours of my bum and you could see the twin mountains with the valley between. This is long before thongs would have left nothing to the imagination back there, but dresses still hugged butts back in my day as well. Hands were going to be on this ass later and I had to dress it up to encourage him. I had also borrowed from my mom, a pair of white lace panties that when I put them on, you could see the dark triangle where my pussy hair was. I had even gone as far as using my dad’s razor and trimming so that no stray hairs would be peeking out from the elastic. Mom would kill me if she knew I had been in her lingerie drawer, but my own intimates consisted of cotton and boring. Tonight, is too important for that. I was quite shocked at some of the stuff my mom had in there, truth be told, but that’s a story for another time.
The doorbell rings and my heart skip’s a beat. A sudden wave of anxiety washes over me like the fear when the shower scene in the movie Physco. I can’t do this. I’m going to be a virgin the rest of my life. I swear you can see my boobs pumping to the rhythm of my heartbeat, it is racing so fast. I can’t not do this again; so, mustering up as much courage as I can, I take my hands and fluff up my boobs. Have one last look in the mirror, run down the stairs and I open the front door to the beginning of my wonderful life of sex.
We’ve been at the drive-in theater since about 8:30 after a lovely dinner date at pub downtown. The alcohol in my system is helping calm my nerves, which are still all over the map. The sky was burning a crimson red as the sun had set behind us. Darkness was just mixing in, mixing with red sky to various shades of greys and reds. We sat expectantly, like everyone else as we awaited the first movie to begin when it will be dark enough outside. Stretching across the seat, he placed his arm on my shoulder, and gave me a half hug, half pull towards him. Obligingly I slid myself half way across the seat and nestled into his shoulder while he managed to put his arm around me more comfortably for both of us. I am feeling warm inside, happy and content. I feel comfortable and this is a nice feeling being like this. He looks at me with his warm puppy dog eyes and asks how dinner was, and if I am having a good time? I answer without words by raising my head and putting my lips to his. At first it was like he didn’t want a kiss, or he wasn’t expecting it. His lips tasted sweet and were soft against mine. He then put his other arm around me and pulled me in closer as his lips pressed against mine and he reciprocated the kiss. I could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples from desert still on his mouth. My heart was stammering, and there was a rushing sound in my ears, like beating wings. I wanted it to last forever. When we broke for a second to catch our breath, I couldn’t believe how I quivered from head to toe. I needed more and so did he; we were back at it in seconds. Full embrace and this time his tongue parted my lips and as our tongues met for the first time my body melted. I could feel the feeling of warmth flow through me like a thermometer on a hot day. We continued kissing like this for what felt like forever but in reality, was probably 5 minutes. As we embraced, he moved his hand inside my dress and placed it on my breast inside my bra. I didn’t even flinch as I normally would have, it felt awesome so large on my small breast. Warm, strong and it felt like it belonged there. My heart picked up the pace even more. I was on fire from head to toes and wanted this feeling to last forever. As his fingers danced across my breast, rolling my fully erect nipple he moved his head down and kissed me on the neck which immediately sent shivers down my spine and butterflies swarmed around my brain. Somehow, he managed to move his hand around to my back while we are kissing and with one hand, managed to unhook my bra. A miracle because I can’t undo my bra without turning it to the front and using both hands. He didn’t remove it, but he now was unencumbered when playing with my boobs. He used his hand and pulled my dress and bra away so he could expose my breast, lowering his head and taking my nipple into his mouth. It was warm and wet; his lips tender on my breast and his tongue like velvet as he flicked it around my nipple. The amazing part about petting and making out is that although it’s my right tit with his hand, it’s my whole body that is energized throughout. Passion and pleasure just pours through me.
As I look out the window to the ever darkening of the sky and the privacy afforded us that comes with it, I get a sudden revelation and again the panic sets in. I know and he knows that I know, that it’s only a matter of time before his wandering hand is going to be exploring past second base.
Who thinks of their mother when they’re in the middle of mind-blowing passion?
I do, and it’s because as I’m anticipating and wanting for him to next explore my pussy which is burning like a California wildfire right now, I remember that I have my moms panties on and suddenly i realize, how am I going to put them in the hamper wet as they are? She is obviously going to know she wasn’t wearing them this week. An anxiety sets in again and my nerves are shot. In a flash I have a brainstorm and decide the best solution is just remove them before I soak them through. Simple enough. But how to accomplish without looking slutty? I am running on determination that tonight’s the night dam it. But also, trepidation that it’s going to be both painful and possibly gross. The angel and devil inside my head are arguing like two dogs over a bone. The devil being the horny me was winning this argument hands down. I broke free from his embrace and took a deep breath. My cheeks were flush and I was slightly trembling. “I need to go tinkle, don’t go anywhere” I said.
“Where would I go with this pointing out” he replied laughingly; and I couldn’t help but look at the size of the tent in his pants. I put one hand on his pants, feeling the warmth and strength of his engorged cock and kissed him once more. “Be right back” I said and quickly ran off to the lady’s restrooms. I entered a stall and after carefully wiping the seat, slid my mom’s panties down to my ankles while I lowered myself into a sitting position. Once seated in the dimly lit stall with its graffiti marked walls, I lifted one foot at a time and removed my moms lace panties over my shoes and could feel my dampness already soaking them. This was going to be a problem later, but for now I had to pee quick and get back to where I had left off. As I unrolled a wad of tissue to clean myself after a quick pee, I couldn’t help but laugh at some of the graffiti written.
We lust
We must
We must increase our bust
The bigger the better
The tighter the sweater
The men depend on us
I had a laugh and thought I had to tell my friends that one. They’d have a great laugh. Then right below it another one made me laugh out loud.
Women of the world unite
Let the men sleep on the wet spot tonight
I had yet to see a ‘wet spot’ but I knew exactly what it was referring to. So, scrunching my panties in hand so as not to be too conspicuous, I quickly went back to the car where magic was about to happen. I jumped into my seat and leaned down to my purse and fumbled about, as if looking for something. Leaving the wet panties in there, I took out a compact and looked at myself in the little mirror. “I’m glad no one else was there, look at me, I’m a mess” I said.
He laughed and responded, “come over here, I'm not done messing you up.”
I slid back across the seat, back into his embrace and went right back to that gorgeous chiselled face. His strong jawline, high cheekbones and gorgeous hazel eyes. But I went back to those lips and my tongue went right back inside his mouth. Exploring his own mouth and tongue while his explored mine. Fire burned through my body instantaneously as if we hadn’t missed a beat. He placed one hand on my back and the other around my shoulder and squeezed me tighter than I’ve ever been hugged before and it still wasn’t tight enough. He could have squeezed me like a tube of toothpaste and I’d have wanted more. My mind was so enthralled with his wet kisses I never realized his hand had slid down and was grabbing the cheek of my ass until a few seconds after he was doing it. Once realizing it, my burning desire only intensified. My nerves were still shot worrying about how it would turn out, but the horny devil in me easily outnumbered the reluctant angels 10-1. I’m sure he could tell I had on nothing under my dress because his hand was wandering around my ass cheek as if exploring for panty lines or elastic. Not finding any only set him off more because his passion only increased in volume as his hand lifted my skirt and my bare ass cheek was now in his hand. To say my pussy was on fire would be an understatement. I could feel the area around her becoming moist as she readied herself for the big moment. And that moment was now. He moved his hand around my ass, exploring and as he took ahold of both cheeks at the same time his fingers found my wet pussy and obviously could feel the heat of my excitement. The cum enveloping my pussy made his exploring easy and it was almost like my pussy sucked his finger inside me, as opposed to him pushing it it. Not that it mattered, because almost simultaneously with his finger entering me, I felt a warmth inside me build until I could feel my own cum leaking from my pussy and I wet his hand, my ass and probably half the front seat.
Our faces were locked in a permanent kiss, tongues stretching into each other’s mouths trying to go further than either tongue could possibly reach. Realizing he was squirming in his seat as much as I was from his intense finger fucking, I took one hand from my embracing him and put in on his swollen penis through his pants. I don’t know if cocks can get harder or not, but I swear I could feel it getting even harder and bigger in my hand. He whimpered in a low guttural sound from the back of his throat, in pure ecstasy at my touch. I have to admit that the feel of his cock was like adding tinder to the flames between my legs. Both of us were bucking our hips and fucking each other’s hands. My panic attacks about ‘going all the way’ were the furthest thing from my mind right now. All I was thinking was that I’ve just came for the first time in my life and I’m only wanting more, more and even more. Not being able to take anymore foreplay, I took his zipper in my hand and slowly lowered it while looking into his eyes, watching his anticipation. I reached inside the fly of his pants and felt his cock through his underwear but couldn’t really get my hand far enough through the zipper to feel with much more than my tips of my fingers. Fuck that, I wanted to feel his cock, so I struggled with it but finally managed to undo the button on his pants. As I reached my hand down the front of his waist and took hold of his pounding cock, he helped me along by taking one of his hands on each side of his pants and while he lifted his bum off the seat, he pulled them down to his knees.
His cock was soft to my touch but under that soft skin was about 7” of molten steel. Hard as iron and with so much blood flowing to enlarge him, I swear I could take his pulse with my hand. I wrapped my fingers around him and moved my hand up and down, his skin following along with my hand. His breathing unbelievably increased even more than we were already panting. There was no way we could see the movie, even if we had of even thought to, as the windows were so fogged up, they had become opaque. He broke away from our kiss and said “you’ve got to give me a sec hon or I’m going to spew”
“Isn’t that what we want?” I asked a bit puzzled.
“I want nothing more than to shoot this load, but not until I’m inside you, I need to get a condom on”.
I had not even considered birth control and now his reminder brings back a bit of the nerves. I am such a wreck. He twists and turns and manages to pull out a small square cellophane envelope. Carefully he tears it open and removes what looks like an oversized balloon. He gently placed it on the top of his penis and started rolling it down. “Let me” I said and placed my tiny hand on his condom, rolling my hand along the head of his cock, while using my other hand to hold is cock still. Once past the head it rolled easily the rest of the way until his cock was covered, leaving a little part right at the tip; where his cum goes I figure.
His cock is now all prepped and ready. I’m beyond wet with anticipation, but a little unsure how we are going to do this with the steering wheel in the way. Magically, he takes the situation under control and as we kiss some more, he slowly lays me on the seat so my head is against my door, my ass on the seat and one leg on the floor by the gas and one bent at the knee on the seat behind him. He is between my legs and ever so delicately he lifts my skirt, exposing how red and puffed up my pussy was. Even I can look down and see the redness through the tufts of my pussy hairs. There is cum on my ass, both thighs and my pussy itself is like a dam about to burst if he opens the floodgates any wider. And that is exactly what happened next. He leaned over, not to kiss me but to kiss her this time. He placed his lips on my swollen pussy. With his lips on my pussy lips, his velvet tongue slid along me from the bottom, slowly travelling upward over my swollen clit and continuing past until my clit did a kind of ‘boing’ as it bounced back from his tongue. To say this was the most incredible feeling I had ever felt in my life is not even close to describing how amazing that just felt. He moved his tongue again to the bottom and started moving upwards, only this time instead of a flat tongue he made it hard and pointy. Exploring between the folds of my pussy’s lips, tasting my juices as I got wetter and wetter
Stupid things go through your mind at the weirdest times but I thought, “that graffiti was wrong.
It should have read
“the wetter the better
The men depend on us”
He continued licking and probing me until I realized I had my hands on the back of his head and was holding on for dear life as I wept tears of joy, as I came and came with his tongue and fingers.
It was time, the moment was finally here and I was beyond ready. It was time for that big cock to enter me. How it would ever fit I had no idea because his finger already felt like it was the right size. It was going to hurt, I knew that much already. But I also knew that big cock was going inside me come hell or high water.
“Please put it in me” I pleaded with him.
He wiggles up, trying to lay with me face to face but neither of us could figure out how to get our legs under the steering wheel without stepping on the gas, brake or blaring the horn.
“Sit up, I’ve got an idea” he said.
Obligingly, I sat upright, panting short breaths, while my insides were tingling like wind chimes. He sat up himself and slid into the middle of the seat, with one leg on the left side and one on the right of the hump. I guess hard-ons give men super powers, because his superpower was either strength or determination. He managed to pick me up and lift me onto his lap, turning me so I am facing the screen. His cock had no problem whatsoever finding my tunnel of love. I don’t know if he pushed it in me, or I wiggled myself to line our fires together. We both needed this equally and although a virgin, he had me so lubricated that his manhood slid inside like I’d been doing this for years. I could feel the end of his cock push against my bladder, he was that far inside me. The walls of my pussy wrapped themselves around his girth and said “welcome” to his cock. There was definitely a bit of pain, even with the amount of cum we had managed to have her make, his size was uncomfortable inside me. He squeezed his ass cheeks somehow or relaxed them, something he did so he wasn’t as far inside me which was a bit of a relief. I took a deep breath, but as soon as I took my breath and relaxed, he followed with a thrust that pushed his cock back deep inside me. The big mushroom head again finding my bladder, his cock so far in I could feel his balls with my cum soaked ass. The walls of my pussy had a slight burning sensation, but also a tingle of pleasure. I had tears in my eye from the pain but it was an unusual pain in that I didn’t like it, but also didn't mind it. Kind of like being tickled until it hurts.
I asked if we could just stop for a moment while I got used to it. Like the gentleman he was, he assured me he would go at my pace. We sat like that for what seemed like half an hour but was probably more like 2 minutes I felt myself now squeezing my own bum, lifting myself to up and down on him. Slow gentle rocking that were easier to tolerate than his deep thrusting. I felt much more relaxed this way and it didn't hurt as much. His cock was inside me, easily 7” and I could feel him throughout my body. It filled me so completely that I couldn’t begin to describe the sensations beyond FABULOUS. Eventually, his hips started moving again, not in rhythm to my own, but he had slowly taken control. He was sliding in me up and down again, until his prick was almost out of me, then plunge it back inside. Over and over he humped and I could feel another climax building. I wasn't feeling pain now, just incredible pleasure, just like when he licked me earlier. I felt the electricity inside me, the currents buzzing and building. Higher and higher. Like I was climbing a mountain and kept getting nearer and nearer the top and not reaching it until the most incredible gush of warmth rushed from my pussy. I couldn’t hold back as I loudly cried out, “oh, oh my gawd” and my body trembled as I came.
There was so much cum, it made me self conscious. I was fully dilated and taking his cock with gratitude. Within a minute, he started his own groans, only they sounded almost like grunts as his thrusting intensified in speed. I could feel his cock getting even warmer and warmer, until he breathed in a puff off air, then exhaled with a loud “ahhh”, while his cock pulsed and his ejaculations filled the condom with his cum.
Condoms are amazing things because even though he had just came into a latex bag, I could feel his warm liquid inside me and it was intoxicating and felt like it was home where it belonged.
We both kind of just sat there panting, absorbing what had just happened and savoring the experience. My insides we buzzing, filled fairies and pixie dust. We remained like that for a good three or four minutes while I felt this massive cock of steel wilt inside me like a bowl of Jello. I didn’t want him to take it out of me because it felt so good, but his once magnificent cock had now withered into nothing and he had to ask me to get off him, as his balls were now hurting from my weight. I will always remember after I got off him, looking at his spent cock and seeing how much cum was in the end of the condom.
His car had the old crank windows and we both cracked our window an inch to let some air in and to defog the windows. Still panting, he carefully rolled the used condom off himself, careful not to spill his cum and rolled his window down enough to toss it out. After a few minutes of catching our breath he moved back behind the wheel. I snuggled in close, head on the crutch of his shoulder and my hand playing with his unresponsive cock and my new best friends. The two ball brothers, who I discovered were a quite a lot of fun to play with. He started the car and ran the defroster a few minutes to clear the windshield. As the windshield defrosted enough to see out, the credits were scrolling across the screen from the first film. There was no way in hell the feature film was going to beat the opening act.
I have always been a shy and introverted person, even to the point of being called an ice cube when I’d been on dates, because I would just freeze when they’d try and do anything more than their hands in my pants or blouse. Believe me, I loved making out, and I loved being felt up as much as anyone. Hell, I probably had more guys fingers inside me than the rest of my school combined. Its just that the moment he would try and unbutton my pants or slide down my panties off if I were wearing a dress or skirt, I froze colder than the South Pole in January. But not tonight!
I admired myself in front of the full-length mirror in my mother’s room. I had borrowed a soft flowered sun dress and it hung on me perfectly, hugging me so that my breasts, although not large were still highlighted nicely. I turned and sure enough, although it flared out, the thin fabric followed the contours of my bum and you could see the twin mountains with the valley between. This is long before thongs would have left nothing to the imagination back there, but dresses still hugged butts back in my day as well. Hands were going to be on this ass later and I had to dress it up to encourage him. I had also borrowed from my mom, a pair of white lace panties that when I put them on, you could see the dark triangle where my pussy hair was. I had even gone as far as using my dad’s razor and trimming so that no stray hairs would be peeking out from the elastic. Mom would kill me if she knew I had been in her lingerie drawer, but my own intimates consisted of cotton and boring. Tonight, is too important for that. I was quite shocked at some of the stuff my mom had in there, truth be told, but that’s a story for another time.
The doorbell rings and my heart skip’s a beat. A sudden wave of anxiety washes over me like the fear when the shower scene in the movie Physco. I can’t do this. I’m going to be a virgin the rest of my life. I swear you can see my boobs pumping to the rhythm of my heartbeat, it is racing so fast. I can’t not do this again; so, mustering up as much courage as I can, I take my hands and fluff up my boobs. Have one last look in the mirror, run down the stairs and I open the front door to the beginning of my wonderful life of sex.
We’ve been at the drive-in theater since about 8:30 after a lovely dinner date at pub downtown. The alcohol in my system is helping calm my nerves, which are still all over the map. The sky was burning a crimson red as the sun had set behind us. Darkness was just mixing in, mixing with red sky to various shades of greys and reds. We sat expectantly, like everyone else as we awaited the first movie to begin when it will be dark enough outside. Stretching across the seat, he placed his arm on my shoulder, and gave me a half hug, half pull towards him. Obligingly I slid myself half way across the seat and nestled into his shoulder while he managed to put his arm around me more comfortably for both of us. I am feeling warm inside, happy and content. I feel comfortable and this is a nice feeling being like this. He looks at me with his warm puppy dog eyes and asks how dinner was, and if I am having a good time? I answer without words by raising my head and putting my lips to his. At first it was like he didn’t want a kiss, or he wasn’t expecting it. His lips tasted sweet and were soft against mine. He then put his other arm around me and pulled me in closer as his lips pressed against mine and he reciprocated the kiss. I could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples from desert still on his mouth. My heart was stammering, and there was a rushing sound in my ears, like beating wings. I wanted it to last forever. When we broke for a second to catch our breath, I couldn’t believe how I quivered from head to toe. I needed more and so did he; we were back at it in seconds. Full embrace and this time his tongue parted my lips and as our tongues met for the first time my body melted. I could feel the feeling of warmth flow through me like a thermometer on a hot day. We continued kissing like this for what felt like forever but in reality, was probably 5 minutes. As we embraced, he moved his hand inside my dress and placed it on my breast inside my bra. I didn’t even flinch as I normally would have, it felt awesome so large on my small breast. Warm, strong and it felt like it belonged there. My heart picked up the pace even more. I was on fire from head to toes and wanted this feeling to last forever. As his fingers danced across my breast, rolling my fully erect nipple he moved his head down and kissed me on the neck which immediately sent shivers down my spine and butterflies swarmed around my brain. Somehow, he managed to move his hand around to my back while we are kissing and with one hand, managed to unhook my bra. A miracle because I can’t undo my bra without turning it to the front and using both hands. He didn’t remove it, but he now was unencumbered when playing with my boobs. He used his hand and pulled my dress and bra away so he could expose my breast, lowering his head and taking my nipple into his mouth. It was warm and wet; his lips tender on my breast and his tongue like velvet as he flicked it around my nipple. The amazing part about petting and making out is that although it’s my right tit with his hand, it’s my whole body that is energized throughout. Passion and pleasure just pours through me.
As I look out the window to the ever darkening of the sky and the privacy afforded us that comes with it, I get a sudden revelation and again the panic sets in. I know and he knows that I know, that it’s only a matter of time before his wandering hand is going to be exploring past second base.
Who thinks of their mother when they’re in the middle of mind-blowing passion?
I do, and it’s because as I’m anticipating and wanting for him to next explore my pussy which is burning like a California wildfire right now, I remember that I have my moms panties on and suddenly i realize, how am I going to put them in the hamper wet as they are? She is obviously going to know she wasn’t wearing them this week. An anxiety sets in again and my nerves are shot. In a flash I have a brainstorm and decide the best solution is just remove them before I soak them through. Simple enough. But how to accomplish without looking slutty? I am running on determination that tonight’s the night dam it. But also, trepidation that it’s going to be both painful and possibly gross. The angel and devil inside my head are arguing like two dogs over a bone. The devil being the horny me was winning this argument hands down. I broke free from his embrace and took a deep breath. My cheeks were flush and I was slightly trembling. “I need to go tinkle, don’t go anywhere” I said.
“Where would I go with this pointing out” he replied laughingly; and I couldn’t help but look at the size of the tent in his pants. I put one hand on his pants, feeling the warmth and strength of his engorged cock and kissed him once more. “Be right back” I said and quickly ran off to the lady’s restrooms. I entered a stall and after carefully wiping the seat, slid my mom’s panties down to my ankles while I lowered myself into a sitting position. Once seated in the dimly lit stall with its graffiti marked walls, I lifted one foot at a time and removed my moms lace panties over my shoes and could feel my dampness already soaking them. This was going to be a problem later, but for now I had to pee quick and get back to where I had left off. As I unrolled a wad of tissue to clean myself after a quick pee, I couldn’t help but laugh at some of the graffiti written.
We lust
We must
We must increase our bust
The bigger the better
The tighter the sweater
The men depend on us
I had a laugh and thought I had to tell my friends that one. They’d have a great laugh. Then right below it another one made me laugh out loud.
Women of the world unite
Let the men sleep on the wet spot tonight
I had yet to see a ‘wet spot’ but I knew exactly what it was referring to. So, scrunching my panties in hand so as not to be too conspicuous, I quickly went back to the car where magic was about to happen. I jumped into my seat and leaned down to my purse and fumbled about, as if looking for something. Leaving the wet panties in there, I took out a compact and looked at myself in the little mirror. “I’m glad no one else was there, look at me, I’m a mess” I said.
He laughed and responded, “come over here, I'm not done messing you up.”
I slid back across the seat, back into his embrace and went right back to that gorgeous chiselled face. His strong jawline, high cheekbones and gorgeous hazel eyes. But I went back to those lips and my tongue went right back inside his mouth. Exploring his own mouth and tongue while his explored mine. Fire burned through my body instantaneously as if we hadn’t missed a beat. He placed one hand on my back and the other around my shoulder and squeezed me tighter than I’ve ever been hugged before and it still wasn’t tight enough. He could have squeezed me like a tube of toothpaste and I’d have wanted more. My mind was so enthralled with his wet kisses I never realized his hand had slid down and was grabbing the cheek of my ass until a few seconds after he was doing it. Once realizing it, my burning desire only intensified. My nerves were still shot worrying about how it would turn out, but the horny devil in me easily outnumbered the reluctant angels 10-1. I’m sure he could tell I had on nothing under my dress because his hand was wandering around my ass cheek as if exploring for panty lines or elastic. Not finding any only set him off more because his passion only increased in volume as his hand lifted my skirt and my bare ass cheek was now in his hand. To say my pussy was on fire would be an understatement. I could feel the area around her becoming moist as she readied herself for the big moment. And that moment was now. He moved his hand around my ass, exploring and as he took ahold of both cheeks at the same time his fingers found my wet pussy and obviously could feel the heat of my excitement. The cum enveloping my pussy made his exploring easy and it was almost like my pussy sucked his finger inside me, as opposed to him pushing it it. Not that it mattered, because almost simultaneously with his finger entering me, I felt a warmth inside me build until I could feel my own cum leaking from my pussy and I wet his hand, my ass and probably half the front seat.
Our faces were locked in a permanent kiss, tongues stretching into each other’s mouths trying to go further than either tongue could possibly reach. Realizing he was squirming in his seat as much as I was from his intense finger fucking, I took one hand from my embracing him and put in on his swollen penis through his pants. I don’t know if cocks can get harder or not, but I swear I could feel it getting even harder and bigger in my hand. He whimpered in a low guttural sound from the back of his throat, in pure ecstasy at my touch. I have to admit that the feel of his cock was like adding tinder to the flames between my legs. Both of us were bucking our hips and fucking each other’s hands. My panic attacks about ‘going all the way’ were the furthest thing from my mind right now. All I was thinking was that I’ve just came for the first time in my life and I’m only wanting more, more and even more. Not being able to take anymore foreplay, I took his zipper in my hand and slowly lowered it while looking into his eyes, watching his anticipation. I reached inside the fly of his pants and felt his cock through his underwear but couldn’t really get my hand far enough through the zipper to feel with much more than my tips of my fingers. Fuck that, I wanted to feel his cock, so I struggled with it but finally managed to undo the button on his pants. As I reached my hand down the front of his waist and took hold of his pounding cock, he helped me along by taking one of his hands on each side of his pants and while he lifted his bum off the seat, he pulled them down to his knees.
His cock was soft to my touch but under that soft skin was about 7” of molten steel. Hard as iron and with so much blood flowing to enlarge him, I swear I could take his pulse with my hand. I wrapped my fingers around him and moved my hand up and down, his skin following along with my hand. His breathing unbelievably increased even more than we were already panting. There was no way we could see the movie, even if we had of even thought to, as the windows were so fogged up, they had become opaque. He broke away from our kiss and said “you’ve got to give me a sec hon or I’m going to spew”
“Isn’t that what we want?” I asked a bit puzzled.
“I want nothing more than to shoot this load, but not until I’m inside you, I need to get a condom on”.
I had not even considered birth control and now his reminder brings back a bit of the nerves. I am such a wreck. He twists and turns and manages to pull out a small square cellophane envelope. Carefully he tears it open and removes what looks like an oversized balloon. He gently placed it on the top of his penis and started rolling it down. “Let me” I said and placed my tiny hand on his condom, rolling my hand along the head of his cock, while using my other hand to hold is cock still. Once past the head it rolled easily the rest of the way until his cock was covered, leaving a little part right at the tip; where his cum goes I figure.
His cock is now all prepped and ready. I’m beyond wet with anticipation, but a little unsure how we are going to do this with the steering wheel in the way. Magically, he takes the situation under control and as we kiss some more, he slowly lays me on the seat so my head is against my door, my ass on the seat and one leg on the floor by the gas and one bent at the knee on the seat behind him. He is between my legs and ever so delicately he lifts my skirt, exposing how red and puffed up my pussy was. Even I can look down and see the redness through the tufts of my pussy hairs. There is cum on my ass, both thighs and my pussy itself is like a dam about to burst if he opens the floodgates any wider. And that is exactly what happened next. He leaned over, not to kiss me but to kiss her this time. He placed his lips on my swollen pussy. With his lips on my pussy lips, his velvet tongue slid along me from the bottom, slowly travelling upward over my swollen clit and continuing past until my clit did a kind of ‘boing’ as it bounced back from his tongue. To say this was the most incredible feeling I had ever felt in my life is not even close to describing how amazing that just felt. He moved his tongue again to the bottom and started moving upwards, only this time instead of a flat tongue he made it hard and pointy. Exploring between the folds of my pussy’s lips, tasting my juices as I got wetter and wetter
Stupid things go through your mind at the weirdest times but I thought, “that graffiti was wrong.
It should have read
“the wetter the better
The men depend on us”
He continued licking and probing me until I realized I had my hands on the back of his head and was holding on for dear life as I wept tears of joy, as I came and came with his tongue and fingers.
It was time, the moment was finally here and I was beyond ready. It was time for that big cock to enter me. How it would ever fit I had no idea because his finger already felt like it was the right size. It was going to hurt, I knew that much already. But I also knew that big cock was going inside me come hell or high water.
“Please put it in me” I pleaded with him.
He wiggles up, trying to lay with me face to face but neither of us could figure out how to get our legs under the steering wheel without stepping on the gas, brake or blaring the horn.
“Sit up, I’ve got an idea” he said.
Obligingly, I sat upright, panting short breaths, while my insides were tingling like wind chimes. He sat up himself and slid into the middle of the seat, with one leg on the left side and one on the right of the hump. I guess hard-ons give men super powers, because his superpower was either strength or determination. He managed to pick me up and lift me onto his lap, turning me so I am facing the screen. His cock had no problem whatsoever finding my tunnel of love. I don’t know if he pushed it in me, or I wiggled myself to line our fires together. We both needed this equally and although a virgin, he had me so lubricated that his manhood slid inside like I’d been doing this for years. I could feel the end of his cock push against my bladder, he was that far inside me. The walls of my pussy wrapped themselves around his girth and said “welcome” to his cock. There was definitely a bit of pain, even with the amount of cum we had managed to have her make, his size was uncomfortable inside me. He squeezed his ass cheeks somehow or relaxed them, something he did so he wasn’t as far inside me which was a bit of a relief. I took a deep breath, but as soon as I took my breath and relaxed, he followed with a thrust that pushed his cock back deep inside me. The big mushroom head again finding my bladder, his cock so far in I could feel his balls with my cum soaked ass. The walls of my pussy had a slight burning sensation, but also a tingle of pleasure. I had tears in my eye from the pain but it was an unusual pain in that I didn’t like it, but also didn't mind it. Kind of like being tickled until it hurts.
I asked if we could just stop for a moment while I got used to it. Like the gentleman he was, he assured me he would go at my pace. We sat like that for what seemed like half an hour but was probably more like 2 minutes I felt myself now squeezing my own bum, lifting myself to up and down on him. Slow gentle rocking that were easier to tolerate than his deep thrusting. I felt much more relaxed this way and it didn't hurt as much. His cock was inside me, easily 7” and I could feel him throughout my body. It filled me so completely that I couldn’t begin to describe the sensations beyond FABULOUS. Eventually, his hips started moving again, not in rhythm to my own, but he had slowly taken control. He was sliding in me up and down again, until his prick was almost out of me, then plunge it back inside. Over and over he humped and I could feel another climax building. I wasn't feeling pain now, just incredible pleasure, just like when he licked me earlier. I felt the electricity inside me, the currents buzzing and building. Higher and higher. Like I was climbing a mountain and kept getting nearer and nearer the top and not reaching it until the most incredible gush of warmth rushed from my pussy. I couldn’t hold back as I loudly cried out, “oh, oh my gawd” and my body trembled as I came.
There was so much cum, it made me self conscious. I was fully dilated and taking his cock with gratitude. Within a minute, he started his own groans, only they sounded almost like grunts as his thrusting intensified in speed. I could feel his cock getting even warmer and warmer, until he breathed in a puff off air, then exhaled with a loud “ahhh”, while his cock pulsed and his ejaculations filled the condom with his cum.
Condoms are amazing things because even though he had just came into a latex bag, I could feel his warm liquid inside me and it was intoxicating and felt like it was home where it belonged.
We both kind of just sat there panting, absorbing what had just happened and savoring the experience. My insides we buzzing, filled fairies and pixie dust. We remained like that for a good three or four minutes while I felt this massive cock of steel wilt inside me like a bowl of Jello. I didn’t want him to take it out of me because it felt so good, but his once magnificent cock had now withered into nothing and he had to ask me to get off him, as his balls were now hurting from my weight. I will always remember after I got off him, looking at his spent cock and seeing how much cum was in the end of the condom.
His car had the old crank windows and we both cracked our window an inch to let some air in and to defog the windows. Still panting, he carefully rolled the used condom off himself, careful not to spill his cum and rolled his window down enough to toss it out. After a few minutes of catching our breath he moved back behind the wheel. I snuggled in close, head on the crutch of his shoulder and my hand playing with his unresponsive cock and my new best friends. The two ball brothers, who I discovered were a quite a lot of fun to play with. He started the car and ran the defroster a few minutes to clear the windshield. As the windshield defrosted enough to see out, the credits were scrolling across the screen from the first film. There was no way in hell the feature film was going to beat the opening act.
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