Morgan has another idea

"Sure."

I follow Tarzan into the front cabin of his vehicle. There, he asks me "So where do live?"

"Take me to Greenlake Park."

"You live there?"

"No." I put my hand on his crotch. "But you can't tell me a stud like you is already finished."

"Ohh, you're so fucking dirty."

"Damn right I am."

He starts the engine so I throw his coat open and start sucking his hard cock. For a second, he moans, before driving onto the road. Here I am with my driver's cock in my mouth, one load of cum drying on my ass and the other leaking out of my tender pussy, and I still want more. It's wrong. It's depraved. It's everything I crave. Sure, I get plenty of action, but that's always in bed, under the sheets, and behind closed doors. Tonight has been a thrill-a-minute, and it certainly helps that I'm with an absolute adonis who knows exactly what he's doing.

I spend the next five or so minutes burying Tarzan's cock as deep as it will go. It's a fucking miracle he's keeping the car straight with my head bobbing up and down his cock. I only stop when he parks, looking up to him with a smile as I drool all over him.

"Fuck..." He gasps.

"That some good road head baby?"

"Yeah."

"Let's go to the back."

We both hop out of our seats and race to the back. He opens the door and once again I get on the mattress, but this time I lay on my back. After shutting the door behind him, Tarzan moves on top of me, to which I say "Tear my dress open."

I don't know what possessed me to say it, but he sure as hell did it. The fabric proves to be no match for his muscular frame, which tears my dress in half and exposes my body to him. With my legs spread, there was only one thing left for him to do: Fuck me.

His length sinks inside of my craving cunt, to which he grins.

"You love that dick, don't you?" He starts pistoning back and forth.

"Oh fuck yeah..."

"Bet your boyfriend doesn't fuck you like this?"

I don't actually have a boyfriend, but I indulge him all the same. "Oh no way... You're like twice his size..."

My words spur Tarzan to thrust faster.

I then wrap my legs around his hips. "Oh fuck Tarzan... Save me from my boring sex life..."

Tarzan grits his teeth as he gives it all he's got. I wonder if anyone nearby can hear us, or if they see the van shaking. I don't fucking care. Not when that cock is hitting my spot just fucking right. Anyone who disturbs us better be ready to join in, 'cause I'm not stopping for anything. Tarzan already has my legs trembling and sure enough, he gives me another climax in the back of his van.

Pausing, Tarzan says "That better than your fucking boyfriend?"

"My fingers are better than that fucking loser." I remove the straps of my dress, leaving it on his mattress.

"Then how did he end up with a nymphomaniac like you?"

"Pure luck." I lock eyes with Tarzan before growling "Now fuck me."

Again, Tarzan takes my words to heart and plows me, making sure he 'out-does' my 'boyfriend'. He probably does it all the time. I'm sure there are dozens of fiancees who have been in my position and have gone back to lesser lovers. Hell, anyone I meet with is going to have a tough time living up to Tarzan. It's not long before he has my legs quivering with the anticipation of another orgasm.

My body quakes once more as my eyes roll into the back of my head. I then lay limp on the mattress, before looking to Tarzan, who's glistening with sweat.

"Fuck... My boyfriend never makes me cum like that..." I say breathlessly.

Tarzan slides his cock out of me. "Think I should send you home with my cum inside of you?"

I shake my head. "On my face."

"Ohh you dirty girl."

"You ready to cum?"

"Not yet. Get on all fours. I wanna fuck you from behind."

"Mhmm... I'm not used to being fucked for this long." I say as I shuffle onto all fours.

"No?"

"No my boyfriend would be asleep by now."

Now on all fours, I feel him put his hands on me. As he starts to enter me once more, I say "Spank me. Leave a mark too."

His hand crashes into my right cheek, causing me to yelp and jolt off of the tip of his cock.

"Like that?"

I nod, so he spanks my other cheek. Suddenly, he penetrates me once more, driving his length deep inside of me. Next, he hooks his arms under my armpits and lifts me up. I turn to him as he thrusts with vigor. Does anything slow this hunk down? He's been on that stage dancing around, and now he's fucking my brains out. It's like he's got unlimited stamina.

"You like being fucked like this whore?" He states.

"Yes." I cry.

He puts a hand on my clit, whilst the other paws at my breast. "Yeah? Being fucked behind your boyfriend's back."

"Fuck yeah."

He then pinches my nipple between two of his fingers. That, combined with the other sensations he's subjecting my body to swiftly bring me to climax. As I fall limp in his arms, he says "Lay down for me."

Once he slides his dick out, I do exactly that. Rolling onto my back, I watch him move over me so he can point that huge cock of his at my face. I watch him stroke his shaft with my mouth open. A moment later, and he spurts what's left of his seed onto my nose and upper lip. Once he's finally spent, I smile and say "Good job Tarzan..."

"Thanks... Now, shall I drive you home?"