Taste

Derek moves his phone right in front of my face. “Hold this and don’t look away.” I’m not in any state to ask questions. I don’t think I’ll ever question anything he tells me to do ever again. I reluctantly release his softening cock and grab the phone, staring at the picture of my face covered in his cum.

The moment I take the phone he pulls his hand back and then he’s grabbing me around my thighs, pulling my wetness down on his face and he's pushing his tongue against me. His hands move again to spread my cheeks, I’m wide open and he’s pushing his tongue inside. Oh my god oh sweet sweet heavenly ohhhhh I’m melting melting over his face I can feel myself turning to jelly. This is so much better than last time and last time was the best thing I’d ever felt. I’m twitching moaning shuddering on top of him his tongue is inside me I’m staring at myself on the phone, seeing myself plastered with his cum feeling it warm and dripping down my face I’m gonna come holy shit I’m gonna come so hard I can’t even breathe I’m gonna pass out it feels so good I just…

Derek, why did you stop?

I’m sucking in **** breaths, and behind me I can hear him chuckle and smack his lips. “Fuck, you’re delicious Cassie.”

He pushes me off him and gets up, we’re sitting next to each other and I can’t look at him. If I look at him I’ll be all over him. I’m vibrating with need, my pussy is crying out for more of his touch, more of him, oh my god I need to come so bad. His hand is on my leg, moving up over my belly and cupping my breast. Too gently, please Derek I need more.

“Hey, Cassie, look at me.”

I look up into his eyes, he smiles and rewards me by squeezing my tit, drawing a **** moan from my chest.

“Fuck you look so good with my cum all over your face.” He teases my nipple as his eyes take in the sight of me. “Now I want to see you clean yourself off.”

For a moment I consider looking around for a towel or napkin or something, but his touch draws something out of me, fueled by the intense heat of my desire. I look him right in the eyes and use my hand to scoop up all the jizz from my face and lick it up, savoring every drop, letting him see me swallow it. I can’t believe I’m doing this. The old me never would’ve even imagined it. But now it feels like the most natural thing in the world, and the fire in my core flares as I see his smile sharpen.

“Good fucking girl, Cassie. How do I taste?”

“So good, Derek.” I take a shuddering breath. “I love the way you taste.”

Without warning his hands are in my hair and he pulls me in for a kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth and I’m tasting myself now, the familiar flavor of his spit mixing with the flavors of his cum and my juices, overwhelming me with pure lust, my hands are on his and then on his arms, grasping, pulling, needing him to take more of me and then he pulls away. My mouth is open and I’m panting. Begging with my body with my eyes please Derek please take me.

He strokes my cheek. “You taste pretty good too, huh?”

I try to speak, try to say yes, but I can’t find the breath. All I can do is nod and lean into his touch.

He gives me a firm kiss on my forehead and I make a little sound of joy. I don’t even care anymore about sounding silly or ridiculous or pathetic. The feelings he’s causing inside me are too big, too strong, just like him. They don’t allow me to care. He presses his face into my hair and takes a deep breath. “Okay, Cassie. Why don’t you go out and grab your clothes and we’ll get moving.”

“Okay, Derek.” My voice sounds so small, so meek. I’ve never been loud or outspoken, but this still feels like such a change. As I walk around the car to pick up my discarded shirt, bra, my panties and jeans and socks and shoes, I’m painfully aware that I’m fully nude and there’s a road just on the other side of that stand of trees. I’m not really worried about being seen all the way out here, so instead I just let myself feel the excitement, the heat, the danger. I like the way I’m feeling.

I like the way Derek makes me feel.

I climb back in the car and I’m about to put my panties on when Derek plucks them out of my hands. He smiles at me and puts them in his pocket. “Why don’t you just stay like that for now. We still got some driving to do, and I like to see you.” He pulls me over until I’m pressed right up to him. “And I like to feel you.”

I let out a blissful sigh as he ignites the engine and runs his big rough hand over my soft skin. He drives us away from the overlook and back out onto the road. I become very conscious of the fact that Derek doesn’t have any tinting or anything in his windows, so anyone who drives by us would see me. We’re in a pretty remote area, but there are still other cars here and there. My cheeks are red and I press myself up against Derek’s body, trying to hide, but the first time we pass a semi going the other way it lets out a loud blast on its horn, and I know it was for me.

Derek laughs. “Guess he liked the show!”

My cheeks are on fire and I’m clutching at Derek like I’m drowning. This is too far I can’t stand the thought of being seen like this. Except by Derek of course, but he’s… he’s… he’s touching me now, teasing me. Not trying to calm me down, not trying to soothe me, he’s trying to work me up. He’s tickling the place where my neck meets my shoulder, then his hand moves down and he runs his rough palm over my stiff nipple, over and over and I’m moaning, pressing my face into him, his hand moves down and he squeezes at my hip, then down over my thigh between my legs and little presses against my sex little circles over my clit oh Derek oh my god you left me right on the edge before I can’t take this I can’t.

I can’t bring myself to care about anyone else on the road anymore. All my focus, all my attention is on him, the way he’s touching me, the way he feels so warm and solid against my bare skin. I’m kissing his cheek his neck reaching down between his legs. I grasp at his crotch, stroking it, I go for the zipper and he chuckles.

“You’re such an eager girl, Cassie. Don’t worry, I’m gonna take us somewhere and then you can get a taste of it.”

Mmmmmm yes please Derek I’ll go anywhere with you if you let me taste it. I content myself with tasting his sweat and skin along his neck, rubbing my hands over his firm body and hard hot bulge, pressing my nakedness against him. He keeps up his teasing, spending some time with his hand between my legs, using my juices on his fingers to toy with my nipples, and sometimes just holding me, stroking me gently, squeezing my waist or thigh or shoulder. Those touches I like most of all. They make me feel like I belong to him.

I still stiffen in fear any time we pass a car or a gas station, but that fear isn’t in control of me anymore. Derek is all I care about, being close to him, touching him, feeling his heat. I know that being here naked, next to him, kissing and caressing him, is making him happy, and that makes the fear worth it. Makes the fear into something driving me instead of holding me back. I get to be something special for him, something exciting, something I never imagined I could even want to be.

I don’t know how long we spend like this, driving around the backroads and rural highways of the peninsula, lost in the geography of each other’s bodies. When I notice the outside world again the sun is low in the sky and we’re on the outskirts of a small town. I stiffen up as Derek turns into the parking lot of a fast food joint and my blood freezes in my veins as he heads toward the drive thru.

This is too much. The fear was exciting before, special, new, but there was that extra layer of safety. The people in the other cars existed in their own bubbles of reality. They couldn’t touch us, they were gone in a moment, it was just a fun game but this is different. If we pull up to that drive thru window the other people will be RIGHT THERE they could reach out and TOUCH ME they’ll be able to clearly see me see my face there’s no place to hide nowhere to run I cannot do this I can’t. “Derek stop!”

He chuckles. “Nah I’m hungry, I want some real food. Something hot and juicy.” We’re almost there it’s almost too late I’m about to be exposed there’s nothing I can do.

“DEREK STOP PLEASE!” My shrieking voice is a shock in my ears, my fingers are digging into his arm like claws and I’m sucking in another breath to scream again, but Derek wheels the car around suddenly, away from the drive thru. The parking lot is big and only partially paved, with just a few other empty cars in it. The mustang crunches over gravel and Derek parks us by a tall hedge at the edge of the parking lot. I’m trembling, wheezing, still terrified this is still way too exposed, but with the immediate danger passed I collapse against him and have to stop myself from sobbing.

“Jesus, Cassie, calm down.” He switches off the ignition. “I was just teasing you, alright? Relax.”

He squeezes my shoulder and I shudder in his grip, my eyes screwed shut and a surprising tear making its way down my cheek. I’m so grateful to him for stopping and saving me from the terror that I don’t even care he was the one who gave it to me in the first place. “Thank you, Derek.”

He kisses the top of my head. “Alright, I’m gonna go grab us some food. I’m starving. Back in a sec.”

“Hey, Derek, wait!” But he’s gone, out the door and crossing the large lot with long easy strides. I watch him go, hugging myself, partially to conceal my nakedness but mostly just intensely missing his touch, his closeness. It felt like forever that pressing against him, smelling him, tasting him had been my entire world. Just the two of us in his car, and now he’s gone.

That absence calls attention to another, more urgent emptiness. My stomach is howling at me, my unfinished breakfast and lunch of jerky and water were simply not enough, and too long ago. I hunch down in the front of the car as low as I can, hiding, clutching at my tummy and waiting desperately for Derek to return.

I feel a swell of elation when I see him exit the restaurant and make his way back. The boy I spent my life hiding from is heading right for me, naked and alone in his car, and I’m squirming like an eager puppy. When he gets in the smell of the food hits me and my hunger becomes sharp and urgent. He digs a burger out of the brown paper bag and offers it to me, and before I can even thank him I’ve unwrapped it and taken a huge bite.

My eyes go wide at the explosion of flavors, hot and juicy and rich. My first cheeseburger, the taste of it reminding me of the richness of the jerky but so much MORE. The first bite slides down my throat and I immediately take another, and another, until the whole thing is gone and then I’m licking and sucking the grease off my fingers. Fuck that was delicious.

Derek is chuckling at me as he finishes his own burger. “Damn, had no idea you liked cheeseburgers so much.”

“Me neither.” I look over at him, his mocking grin sparking fresh desire within me. Now that my hunger is sated, all I can think about is how much I want him. How long I’ve been waiting to get my hands on him again. How much I want to taste him. “But there’s something else I like more.”

He cocks an eyebrow at me. “Oh yeah?” He sees me tensing to move, to jump on him, and refuses to let me take the initiative. His hands are on me, one grabbing the hair on the back of my head to hold me in place as the other goes between my legs, teasing my lips. “And what would that be?”

“Ahhnnn…” He touches me so gently down there, leaving me aching for more. His mouth moves to my exposed neck, biting and nibbling at the sensitive skin, making me shake with need. “You! You, Derek, I like you! I want you I need you please!” My hands are moving, one going over his hand on my pussy, pushing at it, trying to make him go harder, and my other hand is on his bulge, so hard and hot, stroking and squeezing and searching for the zipper.

“Tell me what you want, Cassie. Use your words.”

Oh please Derek I’m already telling you with my body. “Mmhhhhhhhaaahhh you, Derek! I want you I want your cock!” Holy shit what are these words? How is he making me say these words? “Please Derek please let me touch your cock again, I want it I want it so bad I want to taste it please!” The words are just spilling out. It’s like they’re coming straight from my core, bypassing my brain before I can be afraid to say them.

He kisses his way up from my neck to my ear, nibbling on it, teasing it with his tongue, filling it with his whispering words. “Good girl, eager girl, I like it when you beg.” His finger finally sinks inside me and I release a wet gasp. “I’ll let you taste it since you want it so bad. On one condition.”

“Yes Derek please anythinngggahhh…”

He moves his finger against that spot inside me and holds it there. “I’m feeling a little cramped after sitting in this car all day. Let’s step out and then you can taste it all you want.”

What? Outside the car? In public? He senses my hesitation and pulls his mouth away from my ear and his finger from inside me. “Wait, Derek…”

“Or we can just head home, if you’re not really that ****.”

“Please, Derek!” I’m trying to push his hand back inside me but he’s too strong, I can’t budge him at all. “Please, I just… outside… it’s too…”

“That’s fine, whatever. It was a fun day, but I guess we can call it a wrap.” He moves to start the car.

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it! We can go outside, I don’t care, just please let me taste it!”

He pauses, that sharp smile growing on his face and making me tingle all over. His hand is back between my legs and he’s teasing my clit, his mouth is covering mine pushing his tongue inside. The tension and anxiety flows out of my body into his touch, replaced by a rising tide of ecstasy oh Derek how many times can you work me up like this please take me there please.

Of course, he pulls away again before I can get there, looking down into my flushed face. He puts one wet finger on my lip, opening my mouth wide for him. “Good girl.” He pushes the finger inside and smiles as I suck my juices off him. “You’ve earned a taste.”

I follow him out of the car, outside in the wide open air without a stitch of clothing on my body. The tall hedge is between us and the road, and the mustang is between us and the rest of the lot, but I’m still shaking with fear. Even my intense desire can’t banish it completely. But I push through it, determined to prove my worth to Derek. Determined to get a taste of what I’ve been longing for all day.

He leans back against his car and puts a hand on my head, pushing me down, my knees bending and spreading until my face is level with his crotch. I rest my hands on his thighs to keep my balance and I watch, mouth open and panting, as he slowly undoes his zipper and pulls his erect cock from inside, the head dark pink and shining as it peeks out from his foreskin.

The smell hits me first, so much stronger than before, my nostrils flaring pulling it in deep and I can feel my mouth watering in response. Derek’s hand is gentle on my head, stroking my hair. “Alright, Cassie. You can taste it now.”

I’m moving before he even finishes speaking. My tongue reaches out and I take a long, loving lick all around the tip, the taste of it overwhelming, making me shudder and nearly lose my balance. I take in as much as I can, running my tongue over and around the head, lapping up his precum and making him shine with my spit. Oh my fucking god he tastes so good.

“Attagirl, Cassie. Now open up, take it inside.”

Both his hands are on my head now, running his fingers through my hair and I let out a little moan as I open wide and move forward, enveloping the head of his dick in my drooling mouth. I can feel him dripping precum onto my tongue, down my throat, the flavor so intense I start making little swallowing motions on instinct.

“Ohhh fuck Cassie yeah, that’s good, that’s SO fucking good just like that.” He takes a shaky breath and I feel his hands tighten in my hair. “Just keep it in your mouth and work your tongue AH YEAH like that, I’m gonna move now don’t stop.”

He uses his hands in my hair to hold me still and he pushes inside, then pulls back a bit, in and out, gently thrusting as I suck and lick at his hard hot cock in my mouth oh my god this is incredible. I never imagined sucking a dick could feel so glorious I never want it to end. My eyes droop closed as I focus on the sensations in my mouth, the feeling of being used by this strong beautiful terrible boy for his pleasure.

“Cassie…” his voice is ragged, breathless. “Cassie look at me.”

I obey, opening my eyes and looking up into his, a little squeak of joy leaking out around his hardness and then his face is twisting, a grunt a roar escaping his mouth and I feel him pulsing, just like before, spurt after spurt of his delicious cum falling onto my tongue and I’m swallowing it, drinking it down, moaning in gratitude, the sensation flowing through my body and my aching wetness is pulsing in sympathetic pleasure oh fuck yes Derek come in my mouth.

He steadies his breathing and slowly pulls himself out of my sucking, licking mouth. Regaining his composure, he smiles down at me, that sharp smile that’s driven me so far from the me I used to know, and he lays his softening cock across my face. “Good girl, Cassie.” He strokes my hair, my cheek, puts a thumb in my mouth which I eagerly suck. “How’d you like the taste?”