Secondhand Sub Part 2 - Sex Stories

Secondhand Sub Part 2

I let Amy stew for a couple of days and didn't call or text her. I know she was desperate for me to reach out to her so I went for breakfast the next day she worked.

I go to breakfast and request her section. I stand back and watch her serve others and am seated without he seeing me. She has an kinetic energy about her, something waiting to burst thru. She arrived at the table not looking at my face until she started her service routine.

"My name is Amy, I'll be serv... huh!" And she drops her pad to the floor. "Sir, it's good to see you."

I order my usual and, to relieve her tension just a little, I let her know I will pick her up when her shift is done. She quick looks in my eyes with anxious relief then quickly to the floor again.

She practically leaps into my car as I wait out front of the restaurant. The windows on my truck are tinted, but not opaque. I instructor to remove heart tight little shorts, knowing she has nothing on underneath. I could see her labia and a slight dampness begin after she knew I was there.

She shimmy's her shorts off her hips and too the floor. I can smell her musk scent and know her anticipation is overwhelming. I instruct her to insert two fingers inside and show me. She pulls them from the center of her desire and displays the wetness for me to see.

"Make yourself cum." I instruct her.

She moans in appreciation and immediately sinks three fingers into her soaking pussy, while he other hand attacks her clit. In no more ...

... than a minute she is nearing orgasm, at that moment I lower the passenger window. She looks at me with distress, but there is no stopping the flood of orgasm.

As she falls off the cliff she removes her fingers from inside and stuffs the wet digits into her mouth silencing her moans of pleasure. Her other hand starts smacking her clit, too hard it seems to me, but that sends her into oblivion. Her whole body spasms and shakes with orgasm and her eyes water with the desire to scream out. The orgasm is long and powerful and seems to remove all the energy from her body. Her head falls to the center armrest with a final gasp of relief.

As she enjoys the moment it's time to fit my own release. I free my cock and left her head by her hair. I direct her eyes to my cock. She doesn't hesitate even in her weakened state. She thrusts her head onto my cock. After just a couple of bobs she has taken my whole length. I put the truck in drive and head toward her apartment. I withhold my orgasm until we arrive. I park in front of her place, and enjoy her efforts as we sit outside her door.

With my right hand I grab a handful of hair and move her head up and down, with the left a tap my horn. Amy tries to lift her head, but I keep he mouth working my cock. In the front window I see Kate and then Isabella looking out for the noise. I wave with my left hand as the force their mom's mouth up and down. I can see Kate look at my hand moving up and down as she tries to figure out what is going ...