Blowjobs and Boomboxes (lighter branch)

Mick pulled you by the hand through the back of the restaurant leaving you winded and a little off-balance. He threw the door open and led you out the back door. You're pretty confused at this point. After all, the only things out there are the dumpster, unloading dock and the private, employee's parking lot. It just doesn't strike you as the type of place a guy like Mick would choose. The two of you passed the stinking dumpster as he led you across the lot to his cherry red Toyota Supra. When you noticed he had it parked square under the only lot light there your stomach sank as you started to get an idea what he had planned. It could only mean 80's crap music.

He leaves you for a moment at the front of the car and hunts up an older-looking boombox. He puts it on front seat and pops the CD tray on the top open. Then he throws an '80s mix CD in and hits play. You hear the song "Here I Go Again" playing from its tinny speakers.

"Dance Halle," he demands as he pulls his cell phone out and starts recording.

"No way are you streaming this perv!" you yell back at him.

"I plan on keeping it in my private collection. Piss me off and I'll email it to everyone you know," he sneers back.

You shake your head and start swaying your hips in time to the music. Then you lick your lips when the chorus arrives, putting your hands on the hood and shaking your barely covered ass in his direction. It was easier to get into the music if you could pretend he wasn't there. . . so of course he had to interrupt.

"Ok, enough dancing," he yells as you notice his pants sporting a noticeable bulge. He reaches inside the car, pops a couple of pills, and washes it down with some water he kept inside.

"Now what I want you to do is bend over the car for about thirty seconds, turn around and walk toward me. Make sure as you do you run your dirty mouth about how much you want to suck my cock. Show me what a good actress you are. I can edit it all later," he taunts while staring down at the phone's screen.

"Ewwww. What are you doing making a porno?" you yell back, disgust evident in your voice.

"I haven't decided yet. I have video of several girls here and now you. Keep talking back and it'll end up on a porn site," he teases back at you clearly enjoying himself.

"Fine," you glower as you bend over the hood again palms down on the surface. Thirty seconds later you hear him yell action. You stand, turn towards him and start walking, just wanting this all over.

"Oh Mick, you have no idea how long I've wanted to taste your hard cock. Feed me, Daddy! Let me suck your dick, Mick. I wanna be your fucktoy tonight," you say following up with several other stupid things you half-remember from some of the porn you watch. When you get close, he takes his leather jacket off and drops it on the ground in front of him.

"I always figured you for a cock addict Halle. Go ahead and get on your knees girl. You're a good waitress but I bet you're a better cocksucker," he laughs as he continues filming.

"That was horrible dialog," you say as you fold the jacket up to give maximum protection from the asphalt. Then you kneel on it as you start unzipping his jeans.

"Like I said, I can edit this. The slut talk is a turn on but watching you take my cock is what'll get me off," he mocks you more as his hard wang pops out of his open pants. It isn't very impressive at about five inches but that was more than you'd normally guess before finding yourself staring straight at it.

"Now be a good little whore and make me feel good"

"Yeah. Enjoy you creepy ass goober," you reply as you lift his shaft with your right hand and start sucking on his balls. None of the guys you had ever been with has complained about your oral skills and as unpleasant as this is, you didn't want to start now. After all. a girl's gotta have some pride. Besides pills or no pills, if he gets off now then you're likely done for the night. You continue to sucking his balls as you tease his sack with the tip of your tongue. It only takes a few minutes before you could feel him totally erect in your hand.

"Damn girl, you're good at this," he wheezes, breathing hard.

"I've done this a couple times," you shoot back as you release his balls from your wet mouth and stare up at him.

"Let's finish this, then we can both go home," you mutter as you stare up at him for a moment and then take the tip of his cock into your mouth. You tease the groove around his cockhead for a second with the tip of your tongue, then take his pecker slowly into your mouth. Careful to look up at his face a lot, you begin to slowly bob up and down his extended shaft. Making sure to rub your tongue back and forth across it, you continue to slowly bounce up and down on it, getting his dick deeper and deeper into your throat each time. All the while you can hear him grunting and groaning with each pass. Just as you were getting into your groove, he stepped back away causing you to lose your balance and fall forward. Luckily your arms shot out just in time to keep you from face planting on the parking lot surface.

"How the hell can you fuck up getting a blowjob Mick," you yell as you slowly stand up.

"No way Halle" he growls at you. "Nice try but I'm popping off inside your cunt. Take off your shirt, climb on the hood and spread your gorgeous legs slut".

"What happened to those damn pills? You should have been primed to go off!" you ask angry that you couldn't finish him fast enough to avoid this.

"Beats me. It's the first time I tried them. Either they don't work or I didn't give them enough time. I'll read the directions before next time," he laughs.

"Dammit," you groan as you walk towards the car, pull your shirt over your head and toss it on the hood. . . all the while you hear his vulgar catcalls letting you know exactly what he plans to do to you.