Road Trip - Part 6 - Sex Stories

Road Trip - Part 6

... so. I’ve never done it before so it might not be any good.”

I was pretty sure there was no way it wouldn’t be good. Jenny lowered her head and pressed her lips against my knob. I remembered Ann’s first time in the car and how she thought you were supposed to blow on it. I explained the basics to Jenny. Soon her mouth was bobbing up and down my length. I slid my hand under her thigh, pulled the crotch of her swimsuit to the side and slipped a finger into her pussy.

Feeling my finger inside her must have pressed some kind of button. Jenny became more aggressive, sucking and slurping my cock like a woman possessed. Her moans and gasps became louder and more erratic. I moved my finger to her clit. She went off, twisting and squirming against my hand. It didn’t slow her down. Jenny’s mouth flew up and down my shaft. I could feel cum churning in my balls. I thought it only fair to warn her.

“I’m about to shoot.”

She pulled me from her mouth and looked up at me with those big blue eyes, breathing hard with spit running down her chin.

“Are you going to do it in my mouth?”

“Only if that’s what you want, but you can finish me with your hand.”

Jenny thought about it briefly, then took me back between her lips. Moments later, my cock swelled. Hot cum shot up my length and exploded into her mouth. Jenny kept her lips wrapped tightly around me until I was drained. I pulled out. She looked up at me with her mouth closed, a small dribble oozing over her lower ...

... lip.

“You can spit it out,” I told her. “Some girls like to swallow, but you don’t need to.”

Jenny made a face and gulped twice. When she was finished she wiped her lips clean. She looked up at me and smiled.

“I guess we better get back to the beach before everyone wonders where we went.”

**********

After dinner that night, Ann cornered me on the porch.

“Let’s go down to the storage room. Nobody will miss us.”

“Look, Ann, we need to talk. I saw you in there with Mark earlier today. I mean, you’re certainly free to have sex with anyone you want, but Mark? He’s a jerk.”

Ann put her hands over her face.

“I’m so sorry. He didn’t give me a choice. He followed us last night and said he took pictures. He threatened to show them to Mom and Dad unless I cooperated. I said I’d give him a blowjob, but he insisted that I let him fuck me too. It won’t happen again.”

She sat down on the bench and cried. I wanted to confront her about why she got off on sucking and fucking Mark’s cock if she was being forced, but I didn’t have the heart. She was clearly upset. Besides, I didn’t have any moral high ground here. I had fucked Mom and gotten a blowjob from Jenny. I sat down and put my arm around her. She pressed her face into my chest and continued crying.

“It’s okay Ann. I’m not mad at you, but I am pissed at Mark. We’ll find some way to get back at him.”

That seemed to make her feel better. She kissed my neck and then my ear. Our lips met. Her hand slid into my lap ...