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Chapter 21 by Mrwhysper Mrwhysper

Another fine mess you’ve gotten us into Stanley.

Snowpocalypse 2019

You open the car door and reach in to start the engine and get the defrosters kicking, but before you can get to the snow brush you feel Beth’s arms wrap around you from behind as she whispers in your ear “Don’t clean off the snow yet...”

Seems Little Sister has something in mind, and the idea of getting busy in a place like this does add a bit of spice, so you comply. “Ok, darling. What would you suggest?”

Her only answer is a giggle as she slips away from you to get in the passenger’s seat. The snow is piled up pretty high on the car and you can’t see outside at all as you slip behind the wheel, but the view from the inside makes you not miss it one bit.

Beth sits, skirt pulled up and legs akimbo diddling herself while she gazes at you with wanton abandon. You barely have the door shut before she’s reaching across the center console to unzip your pants, whispering “I’ve sinned, Father. Can you give me penance?”

Your cock hardens to epic proportions and you reach up to grab a handful of her hair. She gives off an excited squeal as you pull her face down to your crotch. Beth wastes no time pulling your erection out of your boxers and taking it in her mouth and begins bobbing up and down on it like a woman possessed. With a low sigh you close your eyes and lay your head back, palming the back of her head, and just enjoy the sensation.

Beth has obviously had some practice at this over the years and you’re fairly sure you’re not lasting long here, especially when you feel the head of your cock enter her throat. Your grip on her hair tightens, and she starts swallowing repeatedly, at the same time extending her tongue to lap at your balls. They tighten and your cock begins those involuntary jerking motions which signal an oncoming ejaculation.

Your climax is massive. Surprising as you haven’t ever had this short a refractory time, even as a teenager. What’s even more surprising is that Beth’s climax appears to be just as cataclysmic, and comes just as she finishes swallowing your load. Her whole body shakes and she moans around your cock, sending tremors through your whole body, then she just stops moving, passed out with your cock in her mouth. As gently as possible you maneuver her back into the passenger seat, and after zipping up, start the car and get out to clean off the windshield.

The roads aren’t as bad as you anticipated, but the wind is causing erratic drifting and you’re still not willing to take a chance with the bridge, so you head towards the north end of Tower. You’ve kept a room in a semi-residential hotel here for the last three years, and that makes it as good a place to wait out the storm as any. Beth drowses in the seat next to you as you navigate the whiteness that has become Superior. She slowly comes awake with a shit eating grin as you come to the light at Tower and Belknap.

“Jimmy? Can you stop up there on the right?”

You shrug and try to remember what stores are there. You’re pretty sure she isn’t stopping at the news stand or the vape store, so her likely destination is the consignment shop. That makes sense since neither of you have a change of clothes.

You pull up in front and she runs in. This gives you a moment to look at the app that’s turned your world upside down.

Mission Available: Would you could you in a boat? (1/5)

Have sex or oral sex in each of the following locations:

  • Car
  • Bar Bathroom
  • Hotel
  • Public Dressing Room
  • Restaurant

Reward: ?

Car has a line struck through it. Well that’s interesting.

You’re pondering this as Beth comes sashaying out of the store with a couple large bags and hops into the car. “Ok. Where to?”

“I keep a room at the Androy. We’ll stay there tonight.” -You pull the car out onto Tower Avenue - “In the morning we’ll try to get across the bridge.”

What’s an Androy?

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