Road head

Cass leaned in and whispered so they couldn’t hear, “Do it. I won’t judge and no one is going to know.” Then she winked, “You need to build up your experience before I go, so you can truly declare me the blowjob champ.”

She crackled at my shocked face.

I nodded to Erin. “Let’s go get your hoodie. I can see you’re cold.”

Her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of her shirt through her bra. She smiled and hopped up. She followed me to the Gator.

She sat in the passenger bucket seat. “Take the long way.”

We could still hear the singing when she pulled her hair back smiling. She bent over the gear shift. Undid the button on my jeans while I continued to drive.

I took a right when I should have taken a left. I was going the long way.

She slurped my flaccid dick into her mouth.

I concentrated on the gravel road. Not the bobbing head in my lap. Not the warm wet sucking on my cock.

I grew in her mouth with each suck. No hands. All mouth. Lips. Swirling tongue.

I pulled over into an alcove of trees. I leaned back and watched her work.

This was her game. I didn’t touch her. I let her suck me.

She looked up. Slobber flowing down my cock. Looking for praise.

I stayed silent.

That made her work harder.

She sucked the fuck out of my dick. I wonder if she could taste Mara’s pussy.

She struggled. Lost her breath. Apologized.

“Sorry. You’re bigger than I’m used to.”

Still no hands. All mouth.

This fat girl sucked until she got her prize.

A throat full of cum.

I arched back in the yellow bucket seat and thrust into her mouth. I pumped my cum into her sucking lips. She swallowed it all.

She sat up and wiped her lips, “You definitely needed to find a bigger size. You should come to my bunk tonight. I’ll ride you all night.”

She smiled. I tucked my dick back in. Drove back to the fire. She didn’t need her hoodie.

I asked Jess, “Do you need a ride back to your cabin?”

Cass gave me a fist bump, “You’re a fuckin’ dog.”

Jess looked back at me, “Sure.” Her smile was infectious.

I grinned.