He was caressing my side, working his fingers up under my shirt.
Impulse took me.
I’d never been with a guy before. I never had the time and a fling wasn’t my thing. I just sort of collapsed into his lap as he bucked forward in the seat. I tugged his zipper down and undid his belt and spread open his jeans, and drew him out.
Touching his cock sent a flutter roll through me. I’d seen one, sure, but never touched one. It was hard like I thought it would be, but soft. I stroked it, letting the velvety skin slide through my fingers I felt a weird twisting mixture of excitement and fear as his hand slid up my back and his other hand worked into my hair. He shifted in the seat, thrusting his cock through my grip.
I gave it a little kiss, that’s all. I touched the warm tip to my lips. I was amazed how good it felt. I always though the idea of sucking a guy off was kind of sick, but it felt so natural just to press the tip to my lips and spread them open around it. I slid his shaft into my mouth slowly, and he let out a breath moan. His grip tightened on my head but he didn’t push.
A little suck, and he groaned, loud. He slid his hand into my tights, inside my underwear, and squeezed my ass. For a guy who worked computers all day, he had strong hands. I started to move my head, swirling my tongue around his shaft and sucking while I bobbed up and down.
“Yeah, shit, Jessica, that’s incredible.”
I lifted up. “Does Lilly do this?”
“No,” he groaned, “No, don’t stop.”
I took him in my mouth again. He grew more and more excited. His balls were big and heavy in my hand. Before I knew what was happening he groaned and thrust up, pushing deeper into my mouth. I coughed and sputtered, and it was only then that I felt his finger work into my ass, his hand wriggling to get it up into my tight asshole.
I squeaked, and he pushed down on my head finally, pushing into my mouth as he exploded. My eyes shot open as my mouth filled with his bitter, musky cum. I had to gulp it down and it slid down my chin anyway. There was more coming out, like crazy.
My ass. He had his middle finger up my ass, wriggling. It felt so weird and squirmy, that as I gulped down the last of his cum and pulled back, I let out a weird little noise. He pulled me against him and pushed his finger deeper into my asshole.
“I wanna make you feel good, baby.”
He grabbed a wet nap from the can on the door and wiped off my chin. He pulled me against him and put my chin on his shoulder and slid his other hand down the front of my pants, into my underwear.
“You’re really wet.”
I could feel it as he slicked up his finger by sliding it through my folds. He ran his finger over the hood of my clit and I gasped and moaned in his ear. He worked a second finger up my ass.
“What are you doing to my butt?” I squeaked.
“Does it hurt?”
“No,” I said. “Does Lilly like that?”
“No,” he said. “Some girls like it in their butt. Do you like it?”
It felt strange, squirmy. It made me grind my legs together and trap his hand between them. He played with my clit as he pumped his fingers in my asshole. He pulled me closer and started playing with me.
“Your pussy is so wet,” he whispered in my ear. “And fuzzy. Lilly shaves.”
“She does?”
“I don’t know if she still does. She won’t…”
He started to pull away. I grabbed his wrist and shoved his hands down my pants.
“Don’t stop,” I said. “I’m gonna…”
I couldn’t finish the sentence. I just held him and let him work me over, breathing into his neck as his finger circling my clit sent shocks down my legs and the weird slippery feeling of his fingers in my ass made sweat pop between my shoulder blades. I started to hump his hand, swiveling my hips.
“I’m gonna cum,” I squeaked, looping my arms around his neck.
“That’s right. Cum for me.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I thrashed and cried out as waves of heat and cold rolled through me. I held him hard, breathing unsteadily and raggedly into his neck. He pulled me over the console and onto his lap.
It was tight but I managed to turn and sit while he wiped his hands clean. He took his finger and circled my nipple through my shirt, and he kissed me. It was light and quick, but I kissed him back and wanted more. I opened my mouth and his tongue slid over mine, over my lips.
“Do you want to have sex with me?”
The baldness of my question shocked me.
“I…” he started.
God, I was seducing my sister’s husband. All I could think was how awful I was. I felt like a slut.
“I’ve never done it before,” I said, softly, not really knowing why. “I could do it with you if you wanted, since Lilly won’t.”