Sara's Car Trip Ch.3 - Sex Stories

Sara's Car Trip Ch.3

... think I am going to lay in here all day!” She kept backing away laughing, "J!!" “Oh come on. I did you. Come on. Please.” I was stupidly begging, “I can’t stand it.” “I am going to the beach,” and she was pulling her half top off standing before me topless now, her perfect tear drop breasts. My cock was tenting my shorts. She would have none of it. “We have plenty of time. Behave!” I came around behind her and wrapped my arms around her. “Be-HAVE!” And she squirmed in my arms laughing, strugging against me. I was lifting her, “Jason BEHAVE!. . . I’ll scream. JA-S . .!!!” I let go, and threw myself into a chair, she walked over to me, and trying to placate said, “I’ll let you undress me." I looked at her. “But that's it. Try anything else and I’ll change in the bathroom.” She stood there topless. Some threat. But I agreed and she let me ever so slowly unbutton her shorts and pull them down around her legs, down to her ankles and she stepped out of them. Now only in her white panties. I hooked my fingers around the string and slid them down letting my face drop down to her tummy and lower settling my nose into her muffin. The smell of her sex was intoxicating, so sweet. I was so hungry. “MMMMM” “Ja-SON!” and she jumped back. “You little fucking pervert.” And she took her swim suit in her hand and held two small pieces of fabric out to me. “Now dress me.” I purred at the offer. I was this little dog. If I had a tail it would have been wagging. I took the red top from her hand ...

... as she held it out to me. “Top first,” I said. “Figures.” And she turned around. I looked up and down the length of her. Her bare back, her narrow waist perfect perfect ass. She had this fantastic pouty ass and wide hips. Her thighs parted right at her puss and you could see hairs dropping down dark between her legs. “Wait,” I said. "Just a sec." She waited, and I began to take my own clothes off. She began to turn. “Don’t look.” “What are you doing?” And I stood up behind her and wrapped my arms around her again touching her with my bare cock leaving a wet trail of cum on her bare skin. “Jason behave. PLEASE.” “I am." I protested. I’m just putting your top on,” and I lifted the top over her head in front of her. “Uh, huh,” she looked back at me . . . and as I let my cock slide between her legs, my arms wrapped around her, she did not move. I brought the top around, she putting her arms through, I clasping the back. Through the endeavor, she was ever so lightly undulating her hips onto my cock. Slippery. Heaven!! I had her . . . But then stepping away. And she next held out the smallest little red bikini bottom. The same one she had modeled only a week ago. “Now these please,” she chirruped. I took them bent down in front of her puss, looking right between her legs, and she stepped in. I pulled them up around her hips and now she was dressed. She looked at me, now I was the only one who was naked. Second time today. She pointed, “Sit on the bed.” I complied. “Now what are we ...