The Driver - Sex Stories

The Driver

... her. Just once. Leaning into the car, he rested his upper body on the seat before spreading Phoebe even wider. His suit coat and holster were making him hot; he could smell his sweat, along with Phoebe's scent. When he pulled the crotch of her panties aside, she released a needy whimper. "Did that boy taste your pussy?" Victor asked, again teasing her clit with a fingertip.

"No." Her voice was high and breathy.

"Ah, his loss." Victor lowered his mouth to her cunt, lapping at her inner folds now on display. He heard her sharp intake of breath, and the moment his tongue swept over her clit, she tightened her thighs around him.

"Yes, Victor, yes!" she wailed, lifting her ass off the seat. She was so responsive beneath his tongue! It took less than a minute for him to get her shaking. He could only imagine how many times he'd be able to make her come if they had an hour together. Ever so gently, he slid a finger inside her. That, along with his fervent licking, brought about her climax. She gripped his hair while a low scream tore from her throat. Her contractions were so intense that Victor had to grab onto her hips. He was greedy, reluctant to stop pleasuring her until she began squirming in his grasp. "Please, I'm too sensitive now!"

Victor lifted his head and grinned up at her before planting a kiss on her inner thigh. "Enough, then? Are you satisfied now?"

"Not till I have your cock inside me," she said. "You want to be inside me, don't you, ...

... Victor?"

"More than anything!"

In moments, Victor was sitting in the backseat. As Phoebe hurried to take off her panties, he listened for any approaching vehicles, but only birdsong greeted him. Phoebe straddled his lap, nestling her pussy against his erection. He eagerly watched her lift her breasts from the bra's cups. They were stunning, so round and firm, and with nipples of the palest brown. "You're beautiful, Phoebe." Victor gathered her tits in his hands, gently pressing them together before lowering his head and suckling her right nipple, and then her left. She made little mewling sounds, encouraging him to continue. They were lingering here far too long, he told himself. But he was like a famished man now presented with a feast.

Phoebe lifted herself off Victor's lap far enough for him to grasp his cock and guide it to her entrance. As soon as he was in place, she began sinking down, moving way too fast. He figured she was mindful of the passing minutes as well, but her rush to take his entire length made her bite her lip.

"Easy," he coaxed, resting his hands on Phoebe's hips. Fuck, she was tight around the head of his cock! Sweat broke out on her brow, and by the firm set of her jaw, Victor understood she was determined to see this through. It took several stops and starts, with both of them moaning, but she finally settled onto his lap again. She remained still while getting used to the feel of him all the way inside her. "Are you alright?" he whispered.

Phoebe was ...