I waited for another reply

The other was more direct: “If you’re not too far, I’m home alone right now…”

I didn’t answer any of them straight away. Instead I kept driving, cock still out, lazily edging myself while the replies kept rolling in. Every buzz of my phone made me throb harder.

But even as I flirted back and forth with these girls — sending short videos, getting nudes in return — my mind kept drifting.

Back to Alice.

Back to the way she’d looked at me when she **** that last load into her pussy. The way she’d admitted she didn’t usually let guys cum inside her like that. The way her thick body had felt riding me. The taste of her. The sounds she made.

These snaps were hot. Easy. Low risk.

Alice had been something else entirely.

I was still half-hard, still driving with my cock out, when another message came through from the first girl.

Her: “You’re making me so wet right now. Are you gonna cum while you’re driving or are you gonna save it for me?”

I stared at the message for a second, thumb hovering over the screen.

My cock twitched in my hand.