The Parking Lot

Not wanting to head all the way back to East Hall just to get in an argument with Matt and Cassidy about who has priority to the dorm room, Mark led Chrissy out to the nearest car park.

Sometimes students might gather around there but most often than not, they would have a bit of privacy there.

“Are you taking me to your car?” she asked as he pulled her towards the middle of the parking lot.

Mark stopped in front of one of the cars, leaning back against the hood of it, “Nope not mine, just more privacy out here.”

Not giving her much of a chance to reply, he brought her forward again and started to kiss her on the lips. Mark had started to take full control of the situation, showing that dominant side he had inside him.

It was also the perfect time to get to know Chrissy’s body better, his hands making their way to her booty. He squeezed her beautiful heart shaped ass from the outside of her skirt before leading his hands underneath it. He felt the material of her spanks, the tight red short shorts that were situated over her underneath.

“Take them off,” Chrissy said, breaking the kiss, you’ll like what you feel better.”

No need to be asked twice, Mark began to pull them down with the help of Chrissy who pulled them down her legs when they got half way down. She left them on the front of the parked Volvo, just behind Mark.

They began to kiss again as Mark now had much better access to the warm skin of her ass. All that she had left on underneath the skirt was a very tiny thong.

He had to admire that backside, somewhat similar to Ali’s if he had to compare. Certainly in shape and quite similar in size too. Chrissy’s thighs however a little more wider, giving her a little more of a busty-ish look.

While he had been exploring her ass, Chrissy had managed to pull out his hard cock and began to work on him. She stretched his foreskin back and fourth as her hand rubbed up and down his length.

After a couple of minutes of light stroking, Mark couldn’t take it any longer. He didn’t want to cum too soon without having a proper go with the girl.

“Get on your knees,” he advised her, guiding her downwards.

She hummed a light moan, doing exactly as she was told, “Maybe you do have what it takes to be the King.”

The blonde hair girl didn’t take long to swallow his entire length in her mouth once her knees hit the ground. Those beautiful brown eyes looked up at Mark continuously as her mouth moved back and fourth.

She didn’t waste any time, with her hair already pulled back into those braids, there was no need to put them back into any form of ponytail or push any hair away from the front of her face.

Mark was leaning back up against the random car he had picked out, enjoying the show. The sounds of swishing and slurping heard over the party music noises that could only just be heard now that they were away from the courtyards.

“Fuck me, you’re so good at this,” he admitted, feeling his balls tense up.

She pulled her mouth off his shaft slowly, dripping off her tongue was a strand of saliva connected to the head of his cock. She let it break off as she pushed her tongue back inside her own mouth.

Chrissy giggled as she now stroked that hard cock in front of her with one hand, very delicately, “BJ’s are just one of my secret talents.”

“How often do you practice?”

She had a great big smirk on her face when Mark asked her that but she decided to keep that a secret from him, “Wouldn’t you like to know…”

Mark figured that she would give her body up to the boys who ruled campus ground grounds. He felt like she was giving him just a preview of what was to come if he was to fill in those shoes of some of the graduating seniors.

Mark grabbed her hands and pulled her up from the ground, determined now to show her what he could do.

Chrissy was now bent over the front of someone’s silver volvo.

He pulled her skirt up at first, just to look at that fabulous ass in the moonlight. She used her hand to reach between her legs and peel that red wet thong to the side, exposing her pink pussy and asshole to Mark for the first time.

Holding her skirt up, he gave her one almighty big slap on her right ass cheek, watching it jiggle in response, incredible recoil.

“Awhhh baby!” she exclaimed.

Mark knew he didn’t have long until he would begin to cum. Knowing that fact, he let his fingers dive in deep, aiming to give her a bit of satisfaction before his cock went inside for as long as it could.

Her pussy juice had already started to leak from her vagina. As soon as he let his fingers enter from behind, he felt the warm walls swallow them and soak both fingers.

“You’re so wet,” he told her.

“Mmmm I was wet just watching you play tonight,” she responded, lifting her head back.

He has a big smile on his face hearing that as he continued to play with her bald wet pussy. Not wanting to brag, Mark was fairly confident he had the magic touch with his fingers and tongue and could quickly make a girl cum that way.

He fingered away at a much faster pace, hitting just the right spot. Watching her bent over the parked car only made this hotter.

“Ugnhh yessss… you’re so good with your fingers.”

“One of my special talents too,” he said, copying Chrissy from earlier.

Mark continued with the goal of making her cum before he had a chance to bring his dick back to the party.

Feeling her spasm in front of him with his fingers up against her g-spot, Mark knew he had been successful. He pulled them out and starting to stroke his still throbbing hard cock. Her juices coated it as they rubbed onto his shaft due to his wet multiple of his fingers were.

Lifting up the skirt again that had slid back down, Mark stretched her ass cheeks apart as he slowly pushed his length inside her, hearing the blonde moan in front of him as he did so.

“Oooooh yeah!” she exclaimed.

Mark could feel his balls already tensing up so he knew he didn’t have much time inside her. He grabbed a hold of Chrissy’s hips as he thrusted forward, his pelvis crashing into her beautiful butt.

He quickly found a rythynn as Chrissy leaned further forward over the Volvo.

Having a cheerleader bent over like this in such a compromising position on someone else’s car was quite the thrill. He thrusted his body harder, his cock going in and out very quickly and ferociously.

“Pull my hair!” she demanded.

Kinky. He liked that.

With one hand holding her hip, the other grabbed a hold onto her double Dutch braids, grabbing both at the same time. He felt right in control as he fucked her from behind, pulling her head back up by yanking on the braids anytime he wanted.

Mark was careful with then at first until Chrissy told him to be rougher, “Don’t be shy, if you’re going to be the king… make me your bitch Queen!”

He did exactly that, aggressively pulling her hair and fucking her harder. It felt as if he was controlling a puppet, controlling her every movement.

Although he wanted to continue, he couldn’t control himself any longer, about to blow all of his load all over her backside. Mark pulled out of her while still holding her braids.

“Cumming!” he warned.

“Not on my uniform!!” she squealed.

Mark quickly pulled up her red skirt in time as he began to blow her entire load all over her heart shaped ass. He saw a couple of drops hit the bottom of her skirt but what she didn’t know, wouldn’t kill her.

He finally let go off her as she slumped forward on top of the car. Chrissy turned back around, her legs still spread out wide, staring dreamingly back at Mark. She took out a tissue from inside the top of her uniform, maybe even from her bra. Chrissy then used it to wipe up the cum spillage over her ass before leaving the tissue on top of the car as a surprise for the owner.

“I would have let you fucked my ass too if you just would have asked,” she said, now facing him.

He had a disappointed look on his face as if he had just missed out big time. He was still desperate to continue, he hadn’t seen or touched her tits yet or had the chance to fuck her in the ass.

“You want to come back to my dorm and give it a go?” he quickly asked.

Chrissy giggled, shook her head slowly this time, “Nuh uh… Maybe next time big boy,” she smirked.

Although a little disappointed, he watched in awe as Chrissy dropped her red thong from under her skirt and handed to Mark as if it was a reward.

Dangling from her fingers, she passed it to him, “Keep this as a reminder of what’s to come next year…”

He was a little in awe of her.

Maybe he really should push to be King of Campus in junior year…