A ride to school

"I'm sorry, mister, but I really have to get to class." she said, surprised at how disappointed she was. He sighed, and pushed his plate to the center of the table. He perked up, and grinned. Clearly he had some alternative, one she was sure ended with some part of him inside some part of her.

"Tell you what, how bout you finish what you started on the ride over. I'll drop you off. You won' be late for class, I won' have ta walk around in pain, and I won' have ta call the cops about pretty little things hookin' in the bookstore. Like I said, gotta play all the cards I got. Deal?" Faye sighed. It was the best she could hope for. She nodded, blushing as she did so. He smiled and tossed a $5 on the table. "Lets be goin' then." he said, standing. Faye slid out from the table, seeing just how much larger he was than her in the reflection of the window. "Put the bill on my tab," he said to his nephew as he opened the door for her.

Faye climbed into the passenger seat of his work truck. It was old, but it was a beast of a vehicle with a bench seat and the wooden slats on the bed that are on some older models. He fired it up, and smiled as they pulled out of the parking lot. She slid her hand onto his lap and felt that he was already getting hard again. He unzipped his khaki pants, allowing her fingers to tease his fly open. Faye readjusted her crimson hair into a ponytail as he shifted and fished himself free. She was a little worried about how it would affect his driving as she leaned over. It was heavy in her small hand as she stroked it to its full, impressive length. She took a deep breath, and parted her lips. It was an awkward angle, but she managed to get the huge mushroom of a cockhead into her mouth without banging her head on the steering wheel.

Her tongue swirled around it as the balding old man sighed contentedly. In the darkness of the booth, it was easier for her to lose herself to the moment. Here, in broad daylight, she could see all the imperfections of Mr Jefferson. She had to push on his belly a little bit to avoid interfering with his driving, and his graying pubic hair felt like steel wool. She took another breath, and slowly inched it down her throat. She could only get about half of it in in this position, but he certainly didn't seem to mind. "All he needs is a beer in his hand and he'd be the picture of perfectly content American man." she thought as she started to bob up and down, pulling off occasionally to relax her throat and to breathe.

It was surreal to be sucking this stranger's cock as cars and buses passed them. She was very thankful of the height of the old truck, knowing it would be almost impossible for anyone other than a semi driver to see what she was doing. Faye relaxed into an uneasy sense of security as she slid her hand onto his dangling testicles before sliding it up to his shaft, her strokes aiding her mouth and throat. She felt it again. Something was stirring inside of her. She sucked him faster and deeper as she twisted her hand around the base of his shaft while her other hand almost unconsciously slid into her hoodie. She hadn't even realized she'd unzipped it. She cupped her breast as the heat between her legs rose. She was scissoring her thighs together as he stroked her hair, gently pushing her head down farther. Amazingly, Faye felt his course hair tickle her lips. She'd taken it all. Her hand slid from her breast down to her hips before sliding under her yoga pants. "No reason he gets to have all the fun." she thought, finding her delicate, wet hole with her fingers.

He slid his hand down her back and under her pants. Faye felt his rough hands kneeding her round and shapely bottom as she furiously sucked his aged cock. She dug her fingers into herself as he groped and fondled her. Her eyes went wide when she felt his index finger press on her anal bud. A whimper escaped as he slid it in to the first knuckle. Her legs were shaking as he grunted. He wasn't going to last long. "We're here." he said, parking the pick up. "Get in the back." Faye slid her mouth off of his cock, her eyes glimmering and her breathing heavy as she felt his finger drive deeper into her. She quickly zipped up her hoodie as he awkwardly stuffed his penis back into his pants.

Faye opened the door and hopped down. It'd be another 10 minutes before class let out and another 10 before people started showing up for the next one. She quickly climbed up after scanning the parking lot. He hauled himself up, and quickly guided her down. Faye unzipped her hoodie and hooked the sides of her yoga pants as he pushed his pants down. She spread her legs as he lay between them, and moaned loudly when she felt the head of it sliding up and down her slit. She looked up into his dark, yellowing eyes as he put a hand over her mouth. Her eyes went wide as she felt it slide into her. Inch after black inch disappeared into her tight, soaking wet pussy as he bared down on her, his weight pinning her spread eagle. Finally, she felt herself completely filled up as his cock bottomed out at the entrance to her womb. He started to slowly slide it in and out as her mouth hung open in a silent scream of delight.

It was then that she realized his truck clock must have been wrong. The bell rang, and over a hundred students started to pour out of the classroom buildings. She lay there staring at the sky, a hand over her mouth and a monster cock penetrating her faster and faster, and panicked.