Hit the Parking Lot

Forcing the bitchy Emily Hartley to endure a second round of rough treatment crosses your mind momentarily. But the allure of nailing the evil stepmom AND her daughter is too much to resist. You head out the office door, leaving quite the scene for someone to eventually stumble upon, and head back out the front door. You hang a left towards the parking lot, and pull out the keys you took from Emily's purse, planning to use the key fob to find her vehicle.

But you find that there's only one car in the parking lot - a bright white Range Rover, the official vehicle of rich second wives everywhere. You walk over and quickly open the driver's side, and are surprised to find a much different looking girl than what you were expecting.

Long, dark brown hair styled into tight bouncy curls, the young girl lets out a small shriek, expecting her diminutive stepmother and being greeted by you wide frame. "This is Emily Hartley's car, right? That bitchy blonde in the red dress?"

"Um, yes" she responds, still leaning back, keeping her distance.

"She, uh, dropped her keys inside," you quickly lie, jangling them as proof.

"Of course she did," the brunette replies with a roll of her eyes. "I'll take them." Her body finally relaxes, giving you a chance to check her out for real. Her outfit is simple - a tight, white polo shirt paired with a black, ruffled skirt that stops at the mid-thigh. She has a round face with soft, dark brown eyes that match her hair, thin lips and a nose that's slightly oversized. Where her step-mom, Emily, has the kind of manufactured, plastic hotness you see on social media, Emily leans more towards the "cute" end of the spectrum with a sort of "Jewish-American Princess" vibe. She's not as tall, but much curvier with bigger tits, thicker thighs, and you assume, a nicer ass.

"You must be the daughter she's dropping off," you say, handing her the keys. "Name's Frank, and I gotta say, you really don't seem like the type of girl that usually ends up here"

"I'm Rachel, her STEP-daughter," she pointedly corrects while crossing her arms petulantly. "That woman is NOT my mother. And that bitch just wants me out of the house so she can bleed my dad dry."

"Little friction, huh? I could've guessed. She's not the most pleasant person in the world, " you say with a smile, drawing in the unsuspecting twenty-something by seemingly commiserating with her.

"She's the worst," Rachel responds, looking down at the floor with a pout as her forearms prop up her fairly sizeable tits. "Fucking ex-stripper spending all my dad's money on bullshit, trying to get me kicked out of the guest house, telling me I need to get a job. Like my content creation isn't a job. She's on TikTok all day, she knows!"

This family dynamic is fucked, you think. You could tell these two hated each other mostly because they were so similar. And unluckily for them, you're just the scumbag to take advantage of that. "Well, what if I told you that little miss sunshine in there dropped something else?" You tease, reaching down and pulling her stepmother's phone from your pocket.

"Her phone?" Rachel asks.

"Her unlocked phone. Without a pass-code. And some pictures and videos that you might be VERY interested in. The kind that might get her out of your hair forever...."

"Holy shit, are you serious?" Rachel says with obvious excitement, turning her body in her seat as she reaches for the phone. Her tits jiggle slightly as she faces you and you can't help but lick your lips, trying to make it seem natural.

"Dead serious," you reply, pulling it back out of her reach. "But I think I'm going to want something in return for helping you out..."

"Oh," she says, her expression falling slightly. "Like what?"

Body relaxing back into a familiar scenario, you lift your hips and quickly pull your pants down so that your cock is freed. Not yet hard, it's flops against your thigh with a THWACK as Rachel gasps. Hands over her mouth and rendered speechless, Rachel can only look from your flaccid cock back up to your wide grin at first. "I--oh my god," she finally mutters. "I don't think I can. What if somebody sees?"

"Like who?" you reply with a laugh, gesturing to the empty parking lot you're both sitting in. "Your stepmom isn't coming back for at least another 20 minutes." Probably more, you think, suppressing a smile.

"Yeah, but wouldn't that make me kind of a slut. I mean, I don't even know you?" She can't help fiddling with her fingers as she gets nervous.

"I've got something you want, you've got something I want. It's just a trade. Nothing slutty about that," you say, describing the ancient art of the barter. "I just figured you might want the evil queen out of your life. A quick blowjob and she's gone forever" you say with a shrug, reaching for the door. "Just trying to see how much that was worth to you...."

"Wait! Hold on!" Rachel predictably cries out before your fingers can even reach the handle. Eyes cast down toward her own fidgeting hands, she bites her lip her bottom lip in consternation. You can see the wheels turning in her head, and take particular enjoyment out of watching her tits rise and fall with each deep breath. "Tick, tock. Deal's not on the table forever," you remind her

"OK, OK!" she shouts before looking at you with a pouty frown. She lets out an exaggerated sigh. "I guess I'll do it...." she relents.

"Awesome," you say with a smile and a solemn nod even as you're doing fist-pumps in your head. "Probably time to get to work then."

Rachel sighs again, and moves into a better position: sitting on her knees, ass resting on her feet while facing you. She then reaches back to put her bouncy curls into a more manageable ponytail. Reaching over with her right hand, she grabs your cock and begins to pull and stroke, working you back to a full erection. Her left hand stays busy, moving to grab and gently toy with your balls. "Ahhhh, that's it," you groan, as you reach down and lean the seat back. While she might be ****, she doesn't let it affect her effort as her hands are quickly able to get you back to full hardness.

Dick pointed straight towards the sunroof, Emily takes a deep breath before bending over. As her head slowly descends, her lips part before accepting your tip into her mouth. "Ohhhhh yeahhh," you groan, lips wrapped tightly around you as she sucks hard on your tip, letting her tongue swirl around it. "Mmmmm," she hums over you, at least pretending to enjoy herself.

Placing a hand in her curly brown tresses, you gently but firmly push her down further, letting half your cock disappear into her maw. "Fuck, you're good at this," you compliment her as your tip grazes against the entrance to her throat. "Mank moo," comes her mumbled reply, while her head rises back up slowly before you gently push her back down.

"Ahhhh fuck," you groan as your head tilts back, enjoying the slow burn of this oral adventure compared to your last few. It's a bit more uncomfortable for Rachel as she's bent over the car's center console which presses directly into her stomach. Her tits are shoved up towards her neck and chin, giving her head very little room to move even as you're pushing it down with more and more ****. Still, she does her best to make this a halfway decent experience for you, thankful for your help in embarrassing her stepmother. Letting saliva pool and collect in her mouth, she slurps loudly as she sucks while also coating your cock in a thick, slimy layer of drool. Hand still working your balls, she massages some of the warm spit into your scrotum.

Pushing up against your hand, you allow her to come up for a break, feeling Rachel's heavy breaths on your bell-end. Without a word, she dips her head down further, and takes your left nut into her mouth, sucking hard. "Mmmmmm," she hums in a sultry tone, pulling away while her lips stay tight as your ball comes from her mouth with a *POP*. She repeats the process on your right ball, leaving them both dripping wet even as her tongue continues to lap at them. "Holy shit, this is incredible," you moan, hands now behind your head as you give her complete control. Once satisfied that your balls are thoroughly coated, Rachel reemerges from beneath your cock and takes it back into her mouth, immediately bobbing steadily.

This continues for several minutes - Rachel loudly slurping at your dick while you loudly moan and compliment her. But, old habits are hard to break, and eventually the urge to fuck her face starts to rise within you. Unfortunately, in your current position, you can't push her head down far enough to get your dick all the way into her throat. With her tits in the way, her head can only go down so far - a surprising downside to her large fun-bags. "Let's move this into the backseat," you suggest, peering back and seeing the space you would need.

Rachel sits up and nods, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand as she hops out. Before joining her, you kick your pants from around your ankles, leaving them in the front seat. Once you climb back inside, you find Rachel back in the same position, sitting atop her legs with her hands folded neatly in her lap while she waits. You just stare at her for a moment as your mouth hangs open - noting her hard nipples poking through the cotton fabric of her shirt.

"Take your top off," you flatly instruct. She nods, reaching down and quickly - if awkwardly - pulling the garment over her head. Even encased in a nude-colored bra, her tits flop invitingly as they drop out of her shirt. "Ugh, perfect.." you groan, reaching your hand up to her head and pushing her back down onto your dripping rod. She readily accepts you back into her mouth - lips tight against your shaft as you take over pumping her head up and down. Without the armrests and console in your way, you can push her down as deep as you want, finally feeling your cock push past the barrier and into her throat.

"GUCK!" you hear Rachel gag, holding her down so that her over-sized nose is press deep into your navel. You gently rock her head back and forth, moving the tip of your cock around in her throat before pulling it back up and repeating the process. Moving quicker and quicker, you use your left hand to continue pumping her face while your right explores her partially nude body in earnest. For a few minutes, you focus on her tits, grabbing them over, under and through her bra, squeezing down tightly each time you feel your cock re-enter her throat. From there, you lean to the side slightly and flip her skirt up towards her waist so that you can grab a healthy handful of her thong-clad ass.

"Ugh, oh my god, you are really earning this phone!" you grunt, thrusting your hips upward to meet the pace your hand is setting for her. "MMMMPH!" you hear her mumble, perhaps a request to slow down - but it goes unheard and unheeded.

SHLICK SLURP GUCK GUCK GUCK SLURP SHLICK! You pull a symphonic cacophony of sounds from the busty brunette's throat, loving every second of it as you grope her hips, digging your fingers into your ass hard enough to leave marks. Rachel has given herself to you at this point, putting her hands behind her back so that you can maintain full access to her throat. She sucks dick less like she's done it a lot than someone who has a true love for fellatio - an oral artist.

"Fuck, Rachel," you moan, hands gripping her curls as tight as ever. "I'm gonna...gonna...CUMMMMMMMM!" Pushing her head all the way down, you feel your balls tense as you pump your load into her talented throat. "OH FUCK YES!" you grunt, hips bucking up and down as you hold her head in place and allow your body to spasm wildly. Your hand tightly grips her ass like a stress ball as you unload, somehow helping to push her even deeper as you pull her body further forward. You watch her body jump and jiggle with every subsequent rope that's fired into her gullet. Desperately trying to swallow what she can, Rachel is quickly overwhelmed by the volume and speed, beginning to cough and gag as cum slowly leaks from her lips.

"Oh fuck, that was a good one," you breathe, still trying to catch your breath. You let go of Rachel's hair, expecting her to rise off of you. But her head remains in place as your cock - spent and shrinking - stays lodged between her lips. You pull her off of you with a wet SQUELCH as cum immediately begins to leak from her mouth while her eyes slowly blink as if half-asleep.

You slide from underneath her and climb out of the car, grabbing your pants and her prize - the phone - from the front seat. Pulling your slacks on quickly, you open the camera app once again and snap a few pictures of Rachel as she softly snoozes into a pool of cum gathering on the seat. Finding that your lie was accurate, and Emily's phone is unlocked without a password, you opt to cause more mischief.

Opening her texts and finding the one labeled "Hubby <3", you immediately send the number all of the pictures you took of his wife and daughter. "Come get your sluts," you type, hitting send and tossing the phone next to Rachel's face.