The Driver - Sex Stories

The Driver

... far as to work the tip of her tongue beneath it.

"Ah, fuck!" Victor sighed. "Keep doing that, sweetheart!" Stroking her hair, he felt a wave of affection for the girl.

Phoebe drew her legs up onto the passenger seat so she could kneel. Then, with her ass lifted in the air, she returned to licking and sucking him. Victor couldn't resist tugging up her skirt. She flashed him a grin while using that firm but gentle touch to stimulate his cock. "Now's your chance to spank me," she told him.

Victor caressed the curve of her ass. "I would never hurt you," he whispered. "Did that boy who took your virginity hurt you? If he did, I will—"

"He went slow," Phoebe said. "He was actually really sweet since it was my first time."

"Did you use protection?"

"Of course. He had a condom."

"Good girl."

Phoebe smiled at Victor's praise before taking his cock in her mouth once more. He grazed his fingertips against the crotch of her panties and found the fabric drenched. She moaned all around his dick when he reached into her underwear, exploring her slick folds. Then he homed in on her clit, which made her moan even louder. Lifting her head, she gasped for breath. "Oh, my God!"

Victor grinned. "That boy didn't touch you like this?" He applied a little more pressure to her swollen bud.

"No!" Phoebe's hips began rocking, working her pussy against Victor's fingers. "That's why I wanted you to be my first." She sat up and cupped his face in her hands. His eyes widened ...

... when she kissed him squarely on the mouth. "Make love to me, Victor. Right now."

"We can't!" His voice was husky with his own arousal.

"This might be the only chance we ever have!"

Victor was trembling now, torn between primal lust and his duty to Phoebe and her father. Lust won, as it usually did when a man was out of his mind with need. Thinking with his dick would only lead to trouble, he knew, but he'd grown as desperate for Phoebe as she was for him. "Give me the key," he said, holding out his hand.

That coy grin appeared on her lips again. "Come and get it."

Victor released a growl before pulling Phoebe's blouse from her skirt. The key fell free, but he didn't reach for it right away. Instead, he slid his hand under the blouse. She gasped when his fingers reached her left breast. Her nipple was hardening beneath her bra, and he teased it with the pad of his thumb. Phoebe set about unbuttoning her blouse then, revealing her ample cleavage.

Victor put the key back in the ignition but left the car off. When he looked at Phoebe again, her blouse was open, and those luscious breasts were rising and falling with her heavy breaths. "Get in the back," he ordered. "Hurry."

Phoebe immediately started climbing over the seat. Victor got out of the car, his cock fully hard and looming out from him. When he opened the back door, he told Phoebe to lie down, and she stretched out with her legs spread. They had so little time, Victor knew, but he was dying to taste ...