Well, Maybe Not Yet?

“I told you already-” you say, a little hesitant but Mara cuts you off.

“You don’t even have to touch me, come over here and cum on me.” She opened the door and stepped out, pants still pulled down as she did.

By the time you’ve walked around the car, Mara’s pulled her panties up so her cunt’s barely on display.

“How should I-” you start, but she just lifts a finger to your lips.

“Let me take care of that.” Mara says, dropping her hands to your waist, undoing the button and unzipping your pants, she raises an eye to you when she sees what you're wearing underneath. A pair of pink panties. But she doesn’t comment, pulling them down quickly to release your throbbing cock.

Gripping you with one hand she started stroking, while rubbing her clit with her other.

“I want you to cum in my panties. Will you?”

“But you could-”

“Shhh, just say yes or no. Will you come in my panties for me?”

“Fuck, yes please.”

“Good boy,”

She starts stroking faster and soon your knees start to feel a bit weak. Soon you’re practically bucking your hips against her hand. You’re almost there when she pulls her hand from her crotch and licks the cum from her fingers that does it for you. You cum hard, splattering her pussy with cum first, then she pushes your cock a little lower so the next splattering is in the crotch of her panties.

When you stop cumming she stands on her tiptoes and wipes your cock clean on her underwear, then pulls them up, making sure to grind her pussy in your cum a little before pulling her pants up. “Thanks Eben,” She winks before climbing back into the car.

You pull your pants back on trying to figure out why you just done that, with a total stranger no less. But you hurry back around to the driver side and climb in, it’s too cold to be thinking outside.

You drive on for a while in silence, every now and then you glance at Mara’s laps as she shifts or tugs on her panties.

“So,” she starts with a teasing tone, “Why panties, I imagine most guys favor boxers or briefs. Is it laundry day or something?”

Letting out a sigh you shake your head, “No it’s not that,”

“Then what is it?”

“I’m,” you hesitate, trying to decide if you want to tell this stranger, “I’m trans, I was around people I’m not out to yet, so it was just my only way to be me.”

There’s a moment of silence and you start to wonder if maybe you should have just lied. But then Mara just starts laughing.

“What?” you ask, a little offended.

“Nothing, nothing,” she waves her hand dismissively, “It’s just my sister told me I was probably the gayest person she ever knew, and that there was no way I could ever hook up with a guy. And sure enough, I try to hook up with a dude, and turns out I’m still as gay as ever.

A wave of relief at that.

“Well sorry to disappoint,” you say with a laugh.

“Oh, that definitely was not a disappointment. What we just did is going to be getting me off for a while.” She says, running a hand over her crotch. “I still wish I could get you to fuck me though.”

You sigh, “Like I said, I don’t really know you well enough.”

“Well, what if I were super rich?”

“I still don’t know you very well, and besides, as far as I know, rich people don’t make a habit of needing to hitchhike home. Especially not in this kind of weather.”

“It wouldn’t change your mind at all?”

“I mean, obviously the idea of being friends, or something more, with someone very rich does sound pretty nice. But even then, I still think I would want to know who I was with a bit better.”

“I guess that’s a pretty respectable thing to stick by.” She leans against the door, “So is Eben the name you prefer or…”

“Umm, I guess I sort of like Emily a bit more.”

“Then Emily it is,” She pulled her phone out and created a new contact, “Your number?”

“Huh? Oh, here.” You pull your phone out and unlock it, “I can never remember it, but it’s saved in my notes app.”

She grabs your phone and adds your number, then you catch her pull up her shirt and snap a selfie with her tits on display.

“This way you have something to set as my contact pic,” She said passing the phone back, “Here take this exit.”

Originally you had planned on just driving her to her exit and letting her out there, but you can’t help but feel at least a little curious about where she lives, so you turn off the freeway and start following her directions.

At first you get to a town that looks like it was built to be a popular place, but was forgotten about. Driving through you expect Mara to tell you to turn off at a few different apartments along the way, but to your surprise you drive out of the town, and past the suburbs and start towards the more forested roads.

“How far out is your place?” you finally ask.

“Oh it’s probably about three more miles to the gate.”

“I didn’t know there was another neighborhood out this way.”

“Oh there isn’t for a while, my house is pretty much a stand alone.”

“You’re not bringing me to some **** cabin right,”

“You know, you are not the first person to ask me that, no one ever believes me when I say I’m rich.”

“Still on that one?”

“You’ll see,” she laughs, “my **** cabin is very high end.”

You laugh and keep driving, but at this point you’re starting to wonder if maybe you should have just let her out in the town.

Eventually she points to a turn, you take it and drive another five minutes before reaching a large gate with a tall fence stretching off in either direction. Mara pulls out a fob from her pocket and pushes a button. Much to your surprise the gate actually opens.

“You can let me out here if you want,” She says with a smile, “Or you could come check out my **** cabin if you want?”

“How bout I just drive you to the door,”

“Sure thing!” The excitement is not hard to miss in her voice, “There’s only one road, so getting lost shouldn’t be too easy.”

You start driving down the road, expecting it to turn to gravel at some point, but if anything the road is better here than the rest of the drive, soon enough the forest pulls away to reveal a more manicured lawn, the road ending with a roundabout in front of a mansion. A large naked statue of medusa standing in a fountain with water pouring from between her legs is barely able to distract you for a moment from the literal mansion.

“Oh.”

“See, I told you I was rich,” She laughs, clearly enjoying the look of disbelief on your face.

“I- sorry, I just didn’t expect…” your voice trails off.

“Nah you’re all good, still don’t wanna fuck?”

“I mean, of course I want to,” you sigh, “but I stand by what I said earlier, I still don’t really know you that well.”

“I like that you stuck to it, honestly if you had changed your mind I probably wouldn’t let you.” She leans over and kisses you on the cheek, “Tell you what Emily, let me leave you something, and give you some gas money.”

“No it’s alright you-”

“No, I insist, just one moment.”

She lets you pull to a stop then climbs out of the car but leaves the door open, she drops her pants and pulls off her cum soaked panties, pausing a moment to smell them.

“You realize you’re standing in front of your house, aren’t you worried someone will see you?”

“Not really,” she laughs then tosses her panties to you, “those are for you, and here,” she grabbed her wallet from her coat and pulled out a fifty, “this should cover you for gas.” she tossed it on the seat, “Have a good one Emily! I hope I’ll see you soon!” She says, closing the door and skipping up the front steps of her house without bothering to put her pants back on.

Slowly you pull away and start driving back to the main road, after the gate closes behind you you start to wonder if that really happened or not, looking down at the used panties in your hand, they have a little bow on the front and pink polkadots, they’d be cute if they weren’t still stained with your cum.

As you pull up to a stop sign you look at your phone and see a new message. It’s a picture of Mara completely naked grabbing her cunt with a message that says “hope to see you again soon Emily”

With a smile you send back, “I can’t wait, till next time XOXO”

Then you continue on your way home