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Chapter 2 by namenotfound namenotfound

What's waiting for you at home?

Olivia jumps into the car

You pull up to the house, excited by what the night may bring. Before your hand can even reach the handle, the passenger door opens. In rushes Olivia, flopping down on the seat and slamming the door as she does.

“Drive! Drive Drive!” She shouts.

You panic as you can think only to reverse. Your car pulls back out of the driveway.

“Wha—What’s happening? Are you okay?” You question, doing your best to stay calm.

“Yeah!” Olivia says in a completely casual tone.

You stop the car to look at your girlfriend smiling back at you.

“Then what was that for?” You ask, your panic being replaced with confusion.

“Just as surprise!” She says as she pulls out her phone, typing something in. “Keep driving.”

Still confused, you cautiously begin driving forward.

“Where am I going?” You ask.

Olivia taps a button on your car’s stereo and you soon hear the dinging of her GPS.

“Just follow the directions.” Olivia says.

“TURN LEFT” A computerized voice sounds from your speakers.

You make the turn, still baffled. You’re so lost in your confusion you don’t even notice Olivia tying her hair up into a bun.

“So… You’re not going to tell me where we’re going?” You ask.

“Nope!” She simply responds. “Just follow the directions, and drive carefully.”

You’re about to ask a follow up question, but stop as Olivia leans over towards you and unzips the fly on your pants.

“Olivia what are you…” Your thoughts are once again interrupted as Olivia slides out your soft penis and begins lightly rubbing it between her fingers.

“Shhhhh!” She hushes. “Just focus on the road.”

“TURN RIGHT” The car directs.

You have **** but to pull your attention to your driving, though that becomes slightly challenging as you feel yourself growing in her hand.

“TURN RIGHT”

Your heart begins to pound as Olivia’s light rubbing begins to speed up, grasping you with her whole hand as you become fully hard.

“TURN LEFT”

You bite your lip as you grip the steering wheel, doing your best to make the turn safely.

“You’re going to be on this road for a while.” Olivia says as if you two are simply going on a regular drive.

“Um… Okay. Should I…?” You don’t even get a chance to finish your question as Olivia moves away her hand only to lean over across your lap.

You **** your eyes forward watching the car in front of you as you hear a light smacking of Olivia’s lips. You soon feel the wet warmth of her tongue pressing against you, before you’re fully taken in by her mouth.

“Oh God!” You can’t help gasp.

Your steering wheel begins to get wet from the sweat of your hands. You hold it as tight as you can, doing your best to focus on keeping in your lane and not Olivias head moving down your shaft. You check your speed, making sure you’re still under the limit as Olivia’s head begins to bob up and down. Sounds of slurping and gurgling fill your ears as you attempt to stop your foot from shaking on the gas pedal.

You continue to use all of your strength to keep driving, though ignoring what Olivia is doing is impossible. You feel yourself building and building.

“TURN RIGHT”

You start to panic as you look around making sure you can get into the correct lane, all while Olivia continues on.

Your entire body is shaking, you’ve never been so stressed and excited at the same time. You make the turn and continue on, feeling yourself tense. You know it’s not going to be long at all before you’re spewing down your girlfriend’s throat.

“I’m gonna.. I’m gonna c—“

“YOU HAVE REACHED YOUR DESTINATION”

Olivia quickly lifts off of you, stopping just in time to interrupt what you thought was your inevitable orgasm.

“No!” You instinctively shout as your body is filled with a different kind of aching.

“Pull over here!” Olivia says, somehow already seeming fully collected.

You once again attempt to ignore your body as you focus on parking the car.

“We’re here!” Olivia says excitedly as she exits the car.

You sit there for a moment feeling frustrated and completely confused. You manage to get a grip long enough to press your still rock hard cock back into your pants before sipping zipping them up. You slowly get out of the car, adjusting yourself enough to not cause pain to your already tormented member. You close the door behind you, taking in your new location.

Where are you?

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