Suggest it might be fun to give her oral sex instead.

"How about this," you say with a sly smile. "What if I were to be an even nicer guy, and give you head instead?"

Miki breaks out in a fit of giggles.

"What, you mean, go and lick me down there and everything?"

"Yes, absolutely."

Miki laughs again, her face breaking out in a huge blush. You nod your head, silently assuring you that you're serious in your offer.

"That's so rude," she snickers, "but, I'll be damned if it hasn't been ages since I've had a guy go down on me like that. Shit, yeah, why not? What better way to cap off a night, right?"

Miki fumbles with the seat lever, so you reach over to help her recline her chair all the way back. Kicking off her sneakers, she eagerly pushes down her track pants and cotton panties, leaving her entirely bare below the waist apart from her plain white socks. Her legs are really nice -not skinny and frail like a model's, but tight and athletic, with well defined curves. Miki raises a knee up along the inside of the car door, and spreads the other leg towards you, awkwardly shifting her hips forward so that you can get a better reach.

Thick brown curls of her pubic hair cover her delightfully chubby labia. Using two fingers, you open her up to expose the tender pink flesh inside. Dipping a finger, you can tell that she's already starting to get wet in anticipation of what's to come.

"Give it to me, handsome," she encourages you, running a hand through your hair as you lean in over her lap.

There's nothing better than having a girl under your control like this, just begging for your touch. That's why you turned down her offer of a quick and easy blowjob, because nothing is more arousing to you than getting a woman all worked up and gasping in orgasm under your power. Pushing your head in between her open thighs, you take in the musk of her sex, working as much by sight and touch in this poor light to guide your way. Ignoring the hairs in your way, you rasp your tongue along the entire length of her slit, making Miki squirm and giggle at first contact.

Holding onto her thighs to keep them good and well apart, you bury your nose in her pubis, you zero your efforts on the hood of her stiffening clit, making the area wet with your saliva. Miki isn't laughing any more, and you can hear her breathing become steadily deeper and more intense as her arousal builds. You can taste her own natural secretions as you open her up with your tongue, probing briefly into the soft opening of her vagina before resuming your **** on the tip of her engorged clitoris.

You can feel the muscular tensions in her legs, and her fingers in your hair clutches at your with great urgency. You glance up briefly to see that her other hand has buried itself under the top of her shirt, pressing at her breasts, her eyes closed and a small trickle of drool escaping her open mouth. The smell of her sex is really strong now, but you don't want to raise your head yet, having locked into a really effective rhythm. Your jaw may be starting to ache, but you are patient and determined to see this woman cum.

And, not a handful of minutes later, your work is rewarded. Nostrils flaring and knees rising in the air of their own accord, her body arches and strains. She pants despirately for a few seconds, and then freezes in place, her body helplessly immobilized as the initial waves of orgasm overtake her. You don't let up for a moment, forcing her to ride those spams of pleasure for as long as her body allows her. You only raise your head once her knees fall, her body slacks, and she gasps for breath once again.

"I don't think I need to ask how well that went," you taunt her toyfully, wiping the collected moisture from your chin.

Miki nods her head, still too worked up to respond to you properly.

You sit back, letting yourself catch your own breath after that intense experience. Your cock is still rock hard and aching for attention, but you figure that it's always better to give than receive.

"So, ready to go home now and sleep it off," you ask.

Miki glances over at you, eyes glazed, and gives you another nod. She looks like she could fall asleep right now as she is, enervated from the aftermath of her orgasm and the night's earlier excesses.

She rides the rest of the way just as she is, nude from the waist down, her pubic hair matted and damp. This has been a damn good night for the both of you, you think to yourself -it's a shame it has to come to an end. Well, does it really? Coming up on her street, you gently shake Miki's leg to bring her back around.

"We're almost home," you tell her. "You going to be alright getting inside? Want me to help?"

"Um, yeah. Can you help me with my pants?"

As she holds out her feet, you obediently slip on her track pants (sheepishly forgetting her panties, which you covertly pocket). She tries to get out, but isn't in fit shape to stand properly, so you get out of the car and help put her upright. You realize she still has her shoes in the car, but with her hanging on to you for dear life, it's kinda late to be worried about that detail. You escort her to the door, at which point...