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Chapter 3 by thenewagewriter thenewagewriter

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The Day of the Test!

The next day drags on forever. I'm Alex, still buzzing from yesterday's car blowjob with Lena.

Her cock's taste lingers in my mind—salty, thick. Professionalism? Out the window. I pull up to her dorm at the usual time, dual-control car idling.

She's waiting outside, backpack slung over one shoulder, same cutoff shorts but a tighter crop top today. Her bulge shows more, straining the denim. She hops in, grins wide. 'Ready to crush this?'

We drive to a quiet suburb for road practice. She's improved—smooth shifts, confident stops.

But her hand keeps brushing my arm, eyes flicking to my crotch. 'Last night helped. Slept like a rock.' I chuckle, focusing on the road. 'Good. Test's tomorrow. One more solid run, you're set.'

She nails parallel parking on a side street, no stalls. High-fives me, her palm sweaty.

'You're the best instructor. Seriously.' Tension thickens; air smells like her arousal, musky. We park in a secluded park lot—official practice spot, trees blocking views.

'One last drill: three-point turn.' She maneuvers perfect, but on the third reverse, her foot slips off the brake. Car jolts.

'Oops,' she laughs, but doesn't restart. Instead, she unbuckles, twists toward me.

'Nerves again. Need to unwind?' Her hand dives to my thigh, squeezes. I kill the engine, heart hammering. 'Here? Daylight?'

'Nobody around.' She pops her seatbelt fully, climbs half into my lap. Lips crash mine—hungry, tongue probing. I kiss back, hands on her hips, pulling her closer.

Her cock hardens against my stomach through clothes, rigid pole. I grope her ass, firm cheeks filling my palms. She grinds, moans into my mouth.

Breaks the kiss, yanks her top off. Tits bounce free—perky, pink nipples erect.

I latch on one, suck hard, teeth grazing. She arches, fingers in my hair.

'Yes, bite it.' Her other hand unzips me, hauls out my erection. Strokes firm, foreskin sliding over the head. Pre-cum slicks her grip.

I shove her shorts down; they pool at her ankles. Cock springs up—nine inches throbbing, veins bulging. Pussy below glistens, folds parted. She kicks off the shorts, straddles me proper. Seat reclines with a click. 'Fuck me first?' No—her eyes gleam. 'I want inside you.'

She spits in her palm, lubes her shaft. I nod, pants around thighs. She positions, tip nudges my asshole. Pushes slow—burn stretches me, inch by inch. I grunt, grip her waist.

'Tight... relax.' Full in, balls slap my ass. She pauses, lets me adjust, then rocks—shallow thrusts building rhythm.

Her pussy rubs my cock below, wet heat. I thrust up, shaft sliding between her lips. Dual friction: her dick pounds my prostate, my meat grinds her clit. She rides harder, tits jiggle with each slam.

'Deeper, Alex—take it all.' I clench around her, milking the length. Sweat beads on her skin; car rocks subtle.

She leans back, hand on dashboard for leverage. Pounds faster—wet slaps echo. My balls tighten; her cock swells inside. 'Gonna fill you.' I reach down, finger her pussy—three digits plunge, curl against her spot.

She cries out, body shakes. Cum erupts—hot jets flood my ass, overflow drips. Her cunt clamps my fingers, squirts clear fluid on my belly.

I flip her somehow—awkward in the car, but manage. She's on her back across seats, legs wide. I ram into her pussy—tight, cum-slick from her orgasm. She wraps legs around me, heels dig my back.

'Pound it!' I do—hips snap, balls smack her ass. Her cock, spent but twitching, slaps her stomach.

She jerks herself lazy, syncing with my thrusts. 'Cum in me too.' I lose it—seed pumps deep, mixes with her juices. We grind through aftershocks, panting. She pulls me down, kisses sloppy. 'Best practice ever.'

Test day arrives. I wait outside the DMV, nerves for her. She emerges beaming, license in hand. 'Passed! First try!' Hugs me tight, bulge presses my hip. 'Your methods work wonders.' We head to my car—not for driving. 'Celebrate at my place?'

Her apartment's tiny—art supplies everywhere, futon bed. Door barely shut, clothes fly. She pushes me down, mounts my face. Pussy first—lips smother, I lick broad strokes, tongue fucks the hole. She grinds, clit on my nose. 'Eat it good.' Juices flood my mouth, tangy.

Shifts up—cock in my face. I open wide, throat her deep. Gags echo; she face-fucks gentle, balls on my chin. Saliva drips. Her hand pumps my dick below. 'Swallow every drop.' She unloads—gushes down my gullet, excess spills lips.

I flip her onto all fours. Lube from drawer—spit-slick her ass. My cock breaches—virgin tight? She pushes back. 'First time there.' I go slow, then rail—cheeks ripple. She strokes her dick, pussy fingers herself. 'Harder—make me cum again.'

We chain orgasms: I fill her ass, pull out to watch it leak. She spins, sucks me clean—tastes her own musk. Then bends me over the futon, her cock reclaims my hole. Pounds relentless, hand on my neck. 'Mine now.' Cum again—deep creampie, warm flood.

Hours blur—positions swap, bodies slick. She pegs me with a toy after, but her real dick's the star. Final round: missionary, her inside me, my cock in her pussy. Mutual thrusts, synced climaxes—seed swaps, bellies sticky.

Collapsed, tangled sheets. 'Thanks for everything, Alex. Lessons... and more.' I kiss her forehead. 'Anytime. Drive safe.' She laughs, curls into me. Broke student? Not anymore—got her license, got me hooked. Future rides look promising.

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