U-turn

“Alright,” Ian happily shared his consent to Laura’s plan, though he smile suddenly faded and he felt himself be thrown against the side of the car as she suddenly performed a u-turn, the tires of the car screeching out in pain as she directed its front to point in the opposite direction of where it had been aiming just a second or so ago.

Needless to say, the sudden swift sideways motion of the car sent Ian’s cock swaying first to his left, and he barely managed to tighten his hold of it in time to stop it from slamming into the car-door, and then to his right as Laura completed the turn and hit the brakes, bringing it to a complete standstill.

“Wha…” Ian managed to ask before his voice cracked up into a throaty groan as Laura bent down and took the fist-sized head of his member into her mouth, sucking on it noisily as a rope of spit began to trickle down the middle of its underside, her hands still on the wheel as his cumslit bumped into the back of her throat.

“Ian honey,” Laura moaned out once she’d pulled her mouth of his tumescent fucktool, her gaze meeting his from above those shades as she provided his cockhead with another messy, slobbering kiss, apparently not being capable of keeping herself from pushing her plump lips downwards until her cheeks bulged outwards from the circumference of the sheeny slab of meat.

“Yeah…?” Ian stammered out as he began to wonder what would happen first, him letting loose another cannonade of spunk or her popping his bell end out of her mouth.

“Going out would mean teasing people and see how much we could get away with,” Laura explained as she kept her face so close to his prick that her speech was accompanied by her bottom lip brushing against its bulbous tip, “and as fun as that might sound, right now I just want you to fuck me.”

Had it not been for the fact that he was getting used to and extremely fond of Laura’s behaviour, Ian would have been unnerved by the raw, unadulterated lust with which she had said that last bit.

As it were, he instead released a bolt of precum that shot past her nose and up into the air, the fact that his cock was being held at something of an angle ensuring that when the streak of lucid fluid finally toppled over and began its journey back towards the ground, it held a course that resulted in it smacking down on the top of Laura’s exposed ass-crack.

Laura let out a darling shriek at the feel of Ian’s prejizz smacking down on her ass, following up on it by releasing an intoxicating giggle.

“So,” she purred a few seconds later, “do I have to spell out what I want you to do to me?”

“No.”

“Do you want me to do it anyway?”

Ian smiled and nodded.

“Well, obviously I want you to fuck me; face-, tit-, ass- and just plain old regular monstercock in tight, spasming pussy,” Laura had straightened herself back up and was pushing down the accelerator.

“Really?” Ian asked, quite pleased at how he’d managed to downplay his keen interest in hearing Laura’s wishes.

“Yes, it’d sort of be ideal if maybe you could throw me down on a bed and have me stick my ass up into the air and bury your cock in my asshole,” Laura had started off speaking with a playful tone but her voice was now becoming huskier as her description of what she wanted Ian to do grew more graphic, “fucked me savagely until I was cross-eyed and cumming and then pull back out again, cockslap my ass a few times and then ram that monster balls-deep into my hot pink little snatch.”

Laura was now moving at a speed which was a bit too great for it to be considered prudent in light of the road on which she was driving, though that meant that the blast of precum that exploded out of Ian’s cumslit to go shooting up into the sky like a rocket was already behind them by the time when it began its descent back towards the ground, leaving Ian to watch in the bit of the rear-view mirror that wasn’t covered with his jizz how it smacked into the tarmac and was splattered across the road.

“Fuck Ian,” Laura cursed happily, “can’t you point that thing at me for a change?”

“I wouldn’t want to cause you to crash off the road,” Ian replied, choosing not to point out the obvious, “but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

“I don’t want you to make it up to me,” Laura paused as she guided her nimble little car through a sharp bend, reaching out rather than down to give the trunk of Ian’s member a soft, loving squeeze as they came out on the other side, “I want you to fuck me, and to keep at it until about halfway through next week.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Ian observed as another blob of prejizz stained the road behind them.

“Damn,” Laura smiled again, “we’re going to be like the adult-rated version of Hansel and Gretel if you keep doing that.”

“It’s hardly my fault!” Ian protested cheerfully, and Laura seem to cherish it when he did.

“Want to know a secret?” She asked him as they blasted past the lights where they had left a jizz-blasted motorist in their wake a little while earlier.

“Sure,” Ian replied and turned his head to look at her, now being so used to the thumping blasts of precum that he released ever so often that he barely flinched in response to the one that shot out of his pisshole at seeing her salacious smile.

“You know how when you’re standing on a ledge or a balcony and you get the urge to jump?”

“Uh-huh,” Ian wondered where exactly Laura was heading.

“And you know that you sort of lean into it whenever you come up to a curve in the road?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, every time we do, I just want to keep on leaning until my lips are around the head of your cock.”

“Oh!”

“Just so you’re ready to grab the wheel if that happens,” Laura let out a giggle as Ian began to realize that they were no longer following the road back towards the school, but had instead just driven through the open gates that led out onto a private road.

“Laura, where are we…” Ian began, but his voice faded away as he spotted something up ahead.

There, leaning towards a tree by the side of the road, was an absolutely stunning young black girl with a white top pulled up over her huge breasts and her head turned to the left so that some of her black curls fell down over her shoulder, gasping and grunting as a naked stud pumped his cock in and out of her pussy, with a thick rope of their collected juices spinning its way down towards her tiny hot pants where they were stretched between her knees.

A few feet away from those two, there was a boy standing in front of two busty vixens who were busy conducting a joined **** on his cock, one of them bobbing her mouth back and forth over its head while the other seemed intent to either break her jaw or manage to fit all of one of his over-sized testes into her mouth.

“Ah, those must be some of Miss Johnson’s volunteers,” Laura concluded as she and Ian slowly rolled past the quintet, “yes, that’s young James over there having his cock worshipped.”

“What?” Ian asked just as the black girl spotted them. She broke out into a radiant smile and waved at them, Ian waved back.

“Miss Johnson’s a member of our faculty,” Laura explained, and Ian thought back to the statuesque blonde that he had relieved earlier, back when her appearance had been enough to shock him, “and she’s got this program where she gathers up some of the more reserved of our first-year students and teaches them to loosen up a bit by having them fuck each other in various parts of the school, to accustom them to having sex in public. And today I see that she’s sent this little grouping out for a roadside fuck.”

“I see,” Ian nodded, being somewhat surprised with himself for needing so little to digest what Laura was sharing with him and not at all thinking it strange when the black minx suddenly began to scream out in orgasmic bliss behind them.

Minutes later, he and Laura pulled up in front of a building that he thought could best be described at a mansion, and it was not one which he had seen before, though he guessed that the school couldn’t be that far away from their current position.