Take it Easy - Chapter 7: Gatsby-esque - Sex Stories

Take it Easy - Chapter 7: Gatsby-esque

... gross. Emily's parents returned and they looked like they had an agenda. Her mom spoke. "Aaron, how would you like to join us for dinner at the house later?" "If Emily doesn't mind hanging out with me a little longer." I smiled at her. I would also have to get the "okay" from my mom, but I decided not to mention that. "Of course I don't mind, dummy." She smacked my arm and planted a big kiss on my cheek. "In that case," her mom declared, "we should probably go shortly after the luncheon. We don't really want to drive on those winding roads in the dark." "Sounds good." Emily said, settling down next to me on the comfy couch to wait for lunch. I quickly sent my mom a text asking for permission. She said yes, so I was good to go. We made small talk until lunch had passed and it was time to go. Emily's mother took the lead again, saying, "Emily, you ride with Aaron: you know the way." "Ok, mom!" Emily agreed cheerfully. We got into my car and cranked up the heat. It had gotten colder and colder as the night progressed, and there was a chance of snow. "I think my parents really like you." Emily beamed. "I hope so," I grinned, "I've been pretending to be a nice guy for the whole time and I don't know how much longer I can keep it up." "You've never had any trouble 'keeping it up' before." She smiled mischievously. I laughed. "That's because you," I said, reeling her in for a kiss, "are sexy as hell." I kissed her soft lips until I heard the roar of the Vantage's V12 engine coming ...

... up behind us. Mr. Osbourne pulled up next to us and motioned for me to roll down the window. "Just follow us, yeah? Emily knows the way in case we get separated." I gave him a thumbs-up and waited until he drove in front of us to turn to Emily. "Ready to go?" I asked. "Yeah," she responded, "but it's such a long ride. I don't know how I'll entertain myself..." "You could read a book or something." I suggested playfully. "Mmm..." She bit her lip thoughtfully, "I think I have a better idea." "Do you?" "Definitely." Her eyes twinkled impishly. She started walking her fingers across the edge of her seat and into mine. Her hand continued moving until it hovered right above my crotch. "Uh, Em? Don't you think this is a little risky?" I warned. "I think it's dark enough," she began, "and you can keep some distance." While I started following the Osbournes, leaving a few car-lengths of distance, Emily unbuckled, took my cock out of my pants, and stroked it to a full erection. It was pretty dark, but I was still a little nervous about getting caught. However, that nervousness faded into my unconscious when Emily started to work her oral magic. "Fuck, you're making it hard to drive..." I murmured with a quiet laugh, trying to remain focused on the road. The drive was mostly quiet, save for the muffled growl of the engine, the low grumble of the tires on the road, and the small squelching and slurping noises caused by my cock sliding in and out of Emily's throat with ease. During our ...