`` Hey, need a drive ? ``

I jump, startled as a car pulls up to me. I instantly recognize my boyfriend 's ally Seth, a metalhead senior. I glance up, pelting spatter on my Steampunk goggles, and smile.

'' Yes ! Thanks, '' I say, and get in the passenger arse. I will myself not to blush. I 've had a crunch on him for a month, and I 've decided he probably knows about it.

As soon as I click my seatbelt, Seth revs the locomotive engine of his old-school car and starts driving. I bite my lip, my tenderness racing. The way he speeds turns me on, and I try not to squirm.

'' Why were you all the way out here ? '' he asks, and it 's a good enquiry. I walked all the way to the oriental bufffet just for some coconut shrimp, and I tell him so. He nods and cranks up his music, the car being filled with good time measure and screeching.

I glance over at him, but he 's focusing on the road. I lick my brim shyly, feeling their dryness, and my middle scan his eubstance. He 's slenderize, be given, delicious ... my eye stop on his crotch, and I begin the guessing secret plan I always play :'I wonder how big his hammer is .'My cerebration go back and forth, from average to monster.

He clears his pharynx, and I glance up quickly, making eye contact. He saw me looking ! I squeak and avert my eyes, looking out the window. I realize I have no idea where we 're going.

'' Seth ? You remember where I live, right ? '' I ask, looking at the tree outside, the enviroment getting Sir Thomas More and more dense with forest. I bite my index number digit 's knuckle.

'' Yeah, I just wanted to lay off somewhere first, '' he replies, and pulls into this weird wooded parking-spot. `` Will you grab my bag on the base of the backseat ? '' he asks, and I nod.

I get out and fold the passenger-side door, opening the stake door and bending down in the hinder butt, about to pick up the backpack. Suddenly, I feel something pressed against my skirt-clad ass. Glancing behind me, I 'm extremely surprised to see Seth pushing his privates against my stern, his hands on my hips.

'' Are you gon na grab my bag, or what ? '' he asks, smirking. He pushes me into the backseat and I move up, sitting on the early position of the book binding. He gets in and closes the doorway, then looks at me.

'' I keep seeing you staring at me, even in front of Trevor, '' Seth says, and sits down, leaning against the door, `` it 's really obvious. ''

I blush and justify, `` sorry ... '' but then shyly scoot finisher, getting on my knees on the cushioned chair and leaning over to bite his neck. `` I just have a super big crush on you, and I thought ... bombast, if I acted on it and got it out of the way, the crush would go away. ``

Suddenly, Seth pulls me to him, kissing me operose, making me gasp in surprise. His workforce go to the book binding of my head, pulling my lips to his, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I moan and kiss him back. We make out for a duo min before pulling away breathlessly, and I blush, ashamed or embarassed.

'' Fuck, '' he breathes, and my hand goes to rest on his articulatio genus. He looks at me, then my deal, then his crotch. I take the hint and skid the bridge player up, feeling a rock-hard throb shaft under his slopped dungaree. I quickly unbutton his drawers, and he pushes my head word down hard, barely giving me sentence to commit out his cock and point it toward my back talk.

Set 's hammer hits the back of my throat and I gag, but he does n't move his workforce from the vertebral column of my head, gripping my hairsbreadth and thrusting his hips up and down, throat-fucking me. I feel myself getting more and more sex, my eyes tearing up. He keeps going, my lips gripping his cock. He lets go and I come up for air.

'' Do you want me to make love you ? '' he asks a few minutes later, after finally catching his breathing time. My eyes widen, and I stare silently for a minute, my oral fissure outdoors but no words coming out.

'' I 'll read that as a yes, '' he says, laughing and pushing me into laying office in the back tooshie, his severe cock still out, shining with my spittle. He pulls out-of-doors my sweater and lifts my shirt and bra, muttering `` woah, '' as he looks at my tits. I watch excitedly as Seth pulls up my bird, and pulls down my step-in. They 're nasty with dried juice from arousal earlier in the day, and young wet juice from now.

His right hand goes to my left hand nipple, pinching it toilsome and smiling as it perks up. His left over hand goes to my right second joint, pulling my leg up to his hip. He 's sorting of kneeling between my branch, his left leg on the seat and the right-hand foot keeping him up from the floor. My philia thuds as he pulls off his shirt, showing his beautiful chest.

His left bridge player goes to push on the doorway behind me, keeping him erect as he lines up his cock with my desperately waiting kitty-cat, and his decent bridge player goes to my pharynx, grasping it just hard enough that I almost ca n't rest, which thrills me.

He SLAMS into my cunt, making me cry out in pleasure and pain. Just moments ago, my pussy could barely take a yoke of my slender fingers, but now ? It was being stretched by his throbbing humanness. My hands go to his backbone, nails digging in, which makes him get thrusting, recollective strokes, in and out.

Seth leans down to bite and suck my mamilla, making them red and throbbing. With some thrusts, his grasp tightens around my throat, and with others, he loosens his grip. I press him against me, letting him prick me anywhere he can reach, not caring if my boyfriend will see the gull later.

I ca n't believe this is happening, but it is, and I 'm so glad. Three sexless months come to an end. And who would induce thought Se-

Seth interrupts my thinking when he pulls out completely, abruptly. His hand motion from my throat and he quickly flips me over. I get on my script and knees, hoping thats what he wants. I feel his voiceless member at my incoming again, and he grabs a handful of my hair and knife thrust in, making me squeak breathlessly.

His left script is tightly tangled in my hair, and his right hand goes to the top of my shoulder, digging his nails in and scratching, hard, down my back, to my hip. He then grasps my hip and starts pounding my puss more, rough and hard. He spanks my rear end a couple clip, and I moan occasionally, listening to the phone of his panting, and his articulatio coxae slapping onto my ass.

I feel my pussy tighten around his laborious pecker, and I spasm, my voice cracking as I climax. He keeps going, and I ride out the best orgasm I 've had in month, moaning, `` Oh god, thank you. ``

He quickens his pace, and I cry out in pleasure. His breathing time quickens, and soon Seth lets out a groan and pulls out, shooting his hot sticky cum all over my ass. His compass on my hair loosens and I feel him perpetrate my panties up, which begin to soak up the cum.

'' Do n't change those until you wake up tomorrow, '' he mutters, and I sit down, panting. He smiles briefly, making eye contact that still gives me butterflies, even after all this. I pull my dame back down, Same with my shirt and bra, blushing. Seth gets out, and I follow, going back into the breast rear end, runnning my finger's breadth through my pilus.

I do n't think about how I 'll need to hold an excuse for my mom as to why I 'm late, I do n't believe about how I 'll probably end up telling my boyfriend. At the moment, all I can think about is how dissipated Seth is driving, like common, and what just happened .