Pleasure

Emma pushed her pussy against Mike's rubbing hands, letting the married man have his fun. "Pleasure," she said lustfully. She had gone from whore, to slut, and did not care.

Mike flashed Emma a smile, then watched the road. He rubbed her through her jeans for a few minutes, then pulled his hand to his own pants, fumbling to take his cock out.

Emma waited for Mike's hand to get out of the way, then moved her head to his lap. She carefully avoided the steering wheel, then enveloped his prick with her lips. Hopefully Mike could concentrate on the road and not get them both killed.

Emma briefly recalled her worries about adrenaline junkies and risky sex, then brushed them aside as she focused on sucking Mike off. She was morbidly curious to see how well he could handle the back roads while he came.

She reached into his pants and pulled his balls out as well. Letting the now hard cock fall from her lips, she lustfully sucked the fleshy orbs into her mouth.

Emma sucked Mike's sack for another moment, then ran the tip of her tongue up the underside of his prick. At the tip, she engulfed his knob with her mouth, and eagerly went back to blowing him.

She wondered how long it had been since the dick in her mouth had been inside another woman. She wondered if Mike would go home tonight and make love to his wife, with Emma's saliva dried upon his prick. Emma allowed herself to fantasize that Mike had already been with his wife this morning, and that the woman would never know that Emma had tasted her most intimate areas.

Mike shifted in his seat, easing himself back, but still handling the car just fine. Emma didn't really want to wreck, but the danger of it was as arousing as the filthy thoughts she had just had. She bobbed her head faster, twisting as much as the cramped space allowed.

Mike seemed close. Emma could tell by his breathing, and how he tried to push his cock deeper into her mouth, that he would cum soon. She suddenly took the dick out of her mouth, and said to Mike, "Faster. Drive faster." She wanted more of a rush.

She kept out of the way of Mike's hand as he shifted gears, and went back to sucking. The engine revved and the car lurched. Emma sucked deeper. There was an exciting whine that purred from the car's engine as they sped down the back roads. It drove Emma's actions as much as it did the automobile. Matching the pace of the vehicle, Emma rapidly bobbed her head until it was just making jerking motions in Mike's lap.

Michael lifted his butt from the seat just a bit, making Emma take more of his cock. Emma held her breath. Mike flooded her mouth.

Emma drank the cum down as Mike finished. He had handled the car, and orgasm, just fine. They were both safe enough. Emma sat back in her seat and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Michael slowed the vehicle to a reasonable speed, and thanked her.

Mike seemed nice and relaxed, pants open and limp dick swaying with the movement of the car. Emma was not. She looked at Mike's flaccid penis, needing to get off herself.