Ask Lisa to Leave

"Hey, uh... do you want to get out of here?" I asked, wondering how all of my liquid courage had seemed to drain from my body. "I could stay. I'm having a great time but, just, if you wanted to head out."

"Yea!" Lisa said with a smile. "I'll call the Uber."

"Sounds good!" I replied, flagging down the bartender to close my tab.

"I hope you don't mind," Lisa said as the Uber pulled up.

"Mind what?"

"I skipped the arcade this time."

I laughed then helped her into the back of the car. The ride back to the house was awkward. Lisa bit her lip and gave me not-so-subtle hints that she wanted me to kiss her. I just laughed and shook my head, drawing out the sexual tension a bit longer. Our middle-aged Uber driver kept adjusting the rearview mirror, trying to get a better glimpse at Lisa's chest. She noticed and began arranging herself in various ways that would give him better viewing angles.

I had to cover my mouth to keep from laughing as she leaned over to tie a shoelace she didn't have for a good minute. The Uber driver nearly missed a turn, swerving at the last second and cutting off a car in the next lane.

I grabbed my phone and texted Lisa. "You're going to get us both killed." She replied with only a winky face and a dying emoji. When we pulled up to the driveway, the driver jumped out of the car and opened the door for Lisa, extending his hand for her to use as she stepped out.

We came together at the foot of the driveway as the Uber drove off, standing side-by-side behind my car. I'm not sure how but we both knew exactly what the other was thinking but, without a word, I went left and Lisa went right, climbing into the backseat of my car.

"Oh my God," Lisa exclaimed as rain began falling. It started soft but quickly came down in sheets, hammering the roof of the car. The windows began to fog as our breaths quickened.

I looked at Lisa, taking in the immaculate beauty before me.

"I used to be afraid of you, you know?" I blurted out. I'm not sure why, maybe it was all the beers, maybe it was a sudden flush of nerves but usually I became more quiet when I was nervous. This time, I just kept talking.

"Yea," Lisa said with a smirk. "I know."

"You were always the cute girl in class. Every boy had a crush on you. When Chelsea's mom would still invite me to her birthday parties, around sixth grade, I would always come just so I could be near you. I never said a word to you. I was too afraid of messing up a chance that, deep down, I knew I never really even had."

Lisa looked down at her hands.

"Then you hit puberty and, Jesus Christ, we would literally chase you around. My buddies in home room would ask nonstop if I'd ever seen your boobs. They'd want literally any information about you. Your favorite song. Whatever type of soap you used. You were the fantasy of every boy in that school. And probably many in other schools."

"I don't want you to take this the wrong way," Lisa said, her eyes welling up a bit. "But we wouldn't have worked out."

"I know," I said. "I'm mature enough to know that now. But growing up a Star Wars nerd and fighting off unwanted boners every two seconds meant that I was Han Solo and every pretty girl was my Princess Leia. Part of me is happy that I learned that the easy way, by observing others go through it. Another part of me wished I'd been bold enough to take the chance. In the end, I think it would have led me to the same place. With Chelsea. And you with Chris."

"And us, here in this car?"

I laughed. "Yea, maybe."

Lisa perked up.

"You were always my favorite of the guys we hung around. Robert was fun and rambunctious but you were always reliable. You kept us all in check and on the right track. I don't know how you do it but you're so good at listening and communicating with people and it took me a long time to realize how important that is. I think I knew it but I didn't really know it, you know?"

I nodded my head.

"Then we got older. You and Chelsea started hooking up and she would tell us stories about how good you were in bed and me and Ariel would just laugh, thinking she just didn't know any better. Then we got that house Sophomore year on Buccee Lane and I had the bedroom next to Chelsea's. I'd hear you guys through the walls. She wasn't faking it. She wasn't exaggerating. She would talk about how you got better and better at sex and I knew she was telling the truth because I could hear it, day and night sometimes. She'd talk about how you were so attentive and would learn all the things she liked the most."

I gulped, my world turning hazy as Lisa continued.

"Eventually, on some particularly lonely nights, I started touching myself, listening to you two." Her hand went to the hem of her dress and scrunched the fabric in her fist. "It was impossible to not imagine what you guys were doing in there. Chelsea bent over on all fours. Or on your lap, riding you."

Lisa shifted, moving toward me as she went on. The world behind her seemed to become a blurring swirl of color, her face and figure in stark focus.

"And you... I'd think about you," she said as she straddled me, her knees on the car seat at my side. "Pounding into her. And eventually... pounding into me."

She sat down onto my lap, her dress bunching up around her waist. I could feel the heat of her bare skin against mine. My shorts suddenly felt like an impenetrable barrier between us. She looked at me with those dark, sultry eyes, full of desire. "And I'd think about me, on all fours. Or on your lap... riding you."

Every ounce of inhibition escaped my body like energy from a nuclear warhead. I grabbed Lisa and pulled her to me. Our mouths smushed together in a rummy, Cokey, salty, sweaty kiss that was topped off with a hint of vanilla lip balm. Our mouths opened, our tongues darted around, our lips slobbering over each other's chins.

Lisa grabbed my shirt and pulled it up.

"Fuck!" I shouted as the collar got stuck on my chin. She didn't even apologize, she just pulled an extra button open and yanked my shirt over my head then crashed back into me for another forceful kiss. Her hands went to my face, pulling me into her while mine slid under her dress, searching for the waistband to her thong and coming up empty with a handful of bare flesh.

"MMMMM!" Lisa squealed into my mouth as I grabbed her breasts and squeezed. Cleavage spilled from her top across my fingertips. She grabbed the straps to her dress and pulled them over her shoulders. Her dress fell free, pooling at her waist and revealing a strapless black bra. My hands shot back to her tits then I leaned forward and shoved my face into her cleavage. I licked and sucked across the tops of her perfectly tanned breasts as I tugged at the cups to her bra, peeling the foam pads away to expose more of her soft pillows. Suddenly the side strap gave way and the cups fell into my hands. I wasted no time discarding it, tossing it to the seat beside me then continuing on with my efforts.

Lisa yelped as I sucked a chocolate nipple into my mouth. My forefinger and thumb tweaked the other before I switched. I never wanted to stop. I wanted to press Lisa's breasts around my face and lick and suck every inch two, three, four times over.

"Oh God, Lisa," I groaned as I devoured her breasts. I was so caught up in her heavenly bosoms that I hadn't even noticed that she had undone my shorts and was now pulling the waistband to my boxers down over my rock-hard cock. My hands slipped behind Lisa's back, steadying her as I shimmied to help her pull my shorts and boxers down. It was an awkward struggle, tugging and pulling inch-by-inch until-

SNAP

My cock sprang from its confines, bursting into the open air and slapping against her bare slit. She sat down and shifted forward, the underside of my shaft splitting into her folds from beneath. Her hot juices poured all over my cock and balls as she slid back and forth then-

FUCK!

She slid me inside of her.

She was scorching hot, her pussy pulsing around my shaft, squeezing me. I roared, bucking up into her. She yelped, her teeth clamping down on my bottom lip, drawing another growl. Her weight pressed into me, her hands and forearms smearing across my hair and face as we devoured each other.

I grabbed her ass and squeezed hard. In response, she broke our kiss, staring daggers into me as she began to bounce on my lap.

"OH!" she moaned. She grabbed onto the back of my head, using me to leverage her efforts. "AH! AH! AH!"

I hadn't turned the car on, and the air inside quickly became as steamy as our activities. My car windows were completely fogged now, the world outside lost behind a steamy veil. The only sounds were the pelting rain on the roof, the rhythmic creaking of the car's suspension, Lisa's moans, and the primal grunts I couldn't hold back.

"Oh, Lees," I groaned. "Oh, fuck yea."

She was rising the full length of my shaft and slamming down into me with force, sending the car rocking beneath us. Her face twisted in pleasure. Her head whipped around, tossing her hair in every direction. Her large tits bounced and swayed and jiggled hypnotically. I leaned forward and captured one of her nipples in my mouth.

"FUCK, DAVID!" she screamed, her hips kicking into overdrive. "OH FUCK YES!"

We were a sweaty mess. My hands slipped across her slick skin. She squeezed her thighs against me. Her knees dug into my hips as she tried to maintain any semblance of control. Her ass collided loudly into my thighs in a damp slap that rang through the car.

"Jesus Christ," I groaned. My fingers slipped across her shoulders and back, searching for grip.

"Fuck, David!" Lisa wailed. "Oh, fuck me, fuck me, YES! OH DAVID! OH YES! YES! YES!"

My hands slid to her front, grasping at her breasts. She leaned back, grabbing the head rests of the front seats for support as she went for broke. Her chest heaved. Her breasts splashed wildly. Her face contorted.

"OH! FUCK! DAVID! YES! OH! OH!" she screamed. The car was rocking violently now, the shocks squealing in protest. "YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!"

I grabbed her hips and thrust up into her with all my might. Lisa's eyes went wide.

"OH YES! I'M SO CLOSE! OH BABY!"

"Oh, fuck me too," I grunted. My cock swelled up, stretching Lisa and causing her moans to rise in pitch.

"I'M SO CLOSE DAVID! OH DAVID I'M CUMMING! OH! OH! AHHHH!" I slammed her down hard as I bucked up into her then we both exploded. I roared as my cock burst, splashing cum into the deepest parts of her. Her pussy spasmed violently, milking me for every last drop. Our bodies shook and shivered, clinging to each other as we rode out our orgasms.

Then we collapsed into a breathless pile of sweaty limbs and heavy breathing. My deflating cock slid out of her with a wet squelch. Lisa slumped against me, her head resting on my shoulder.

"That was a pretty good second date," I said, still catching my breath. Lisa burst out laughing.

"You might... have earned... yourself... a third date," Lisa said through heavy pants. She pulled herself into me and looked me in the eyes and once again I was mesmerized by her dark, sultry gaze.

"Don't look at me like that," she said.

"Like what?" I asked, knowing full well what she meant.

"Like that."

I didn't respond. I just kissed her again. This kiss was different. It was slow. It was passionate. Lisa's hands went to my face, pulling me deeper into her. My hands went to her back, pulling her closer to me. Her breasts rested on my shoulders, my chin nestled between them. We held the kiss for a long time.

"I've wanted to do that for a long, long time," I said.

"Me too," Lisa replied. I shook my head in disbelief. "I'm serious."

"I know," I said. "But I still don't exactly believe it."

Lisa pulled her dress up and slid the straps back up her arms.

"Don't put those things away," I pleaded. "I'm not done with them just yet." I leaned forward and pressed my lips to her chest. Lisa giggled. Her hand went to my scalp as I sucked her nipple back between my lips.

"Don't do that to me unless you're ready for another round." Her hand wrapped around my semi-flaccid cock.