stop. Please, please, please suck it. Please don’t stop. My head bobbed up and down as he struggled to maintain control of the wheel. I could just imagine the cars and they swished by shaking their heads in disapproval. It didn’t matter. Their disapproval only added to my excitement. I continued to please him with my mouth until I didn't care if he could control himself. I could no longer control my urge.
"Pull over," I demanded. I continued going down.
"What? Everyone's waiting for us Jolene. Let’s save it for later." he replied, but clearly he couldn’t convince even himself.
"I wasn’t asking, Eric." I was too amped up to just stop so we can go to a nasty club where everyone dry humps each other anyway. I probably could have put on the breaks before. But not now. I was ready. I wouldn’t apologize for that. And I shouldn’t have to.
"Bitch, pull over now!" Ok. Maybe that was a bit over the top. Not to mention mean but he needed to know that I wanted to fuck and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. This relationship had to have some give and take. And though, no one was keeping score per say. I had agreed on coming out tonight for his sake. The least he could do was make me come. It was only fair.
I thought that he would take the next exit and find a semi-secluded spot where our rendezvous would be known only to us. But he didn’t. Eric ripped a page right out of my hand-book and took our romp-session to another level. He veered off onto the shoulder of the Garden State Parkway.
In utter disbelief, I unfastened his seatbelt and climbed on top of him faster than you could say quickie. His fast thinking and taking us right here on the highway for all to see surprised me in a way that was titillating. There wasn't much time. We couldn't be any more visible. And I loved it.
He entered me roughly, and I responded by gyrating back and forth on his girth like a bitch in heat. The passion between the two of us was indescribable. I couldn’t even try. And I wouldn’t. Words had not been invented to describe what we felt for each other. I felt a twinge of sadness.
The windows began to fog fairly quickly from the heavy panting. I ignored the oncoming cars as they zoomed by, slightly shaking our vehicle when some came too close. But nothing halted our need for each other. He grabbed my thighs and thrust into me as I glided up and down.
"Jesus Christ!" I moaned forcefully. I was losing control of my breathe, my legs, and just about everything else. Nothing else existed for those precious moments of carnal indulgence.
"Come on baby," He whispered out of breath into my ear. "I want you to come for me you dirty little slut."
His hips thrust harder as he yanked my hair forcefully. His pull outstretched my neck so as all I could see were the glimmering stars through the open sun roof. I heard his grunts of pleasure as I screamed in delight.
The faster thrusting pushed me to the pinnacle of ecstasy. I yelled, "Baby, I'm coming!!!" as I peered through the glass sun roof gazing at the stars. It was moments like this that I felt that need. That urge to take my finely crafted knife to slice his throat. But I would never. Not with Eric. He was my only sexual conquest that never came to fruition. The only man I didn't kill to fully satiate my post-coital bliss. I sacrificed my need to kill for his need to live. That counted as love..right?
He didn't stop. He pushed on through until he reached his final thrust and erupted inside of me. I enveloped Eric for a few seconds in a loving embrace before I was disrupted by headlights pulling up behind our car.
It was just a normal car. Not the police thank God. Before we even got a chance to fix ourselves, Eric pushed the car into drive and accelerated onto the highway. I leaned into my seat with my head propped up against the passenger seat window. He began talking about this or that. But the words didn’t register as my head continued to buzz. I zoned out staring at the cars as
"Pull over," I demanded. I continued going down.
"What? Everyone's waiting for us Jolene. Let’s save it for later." he replied, but clearly he couldn’t convince even himself.
"I wasn’t asking, Eric." I was too amped up to just stop so we can go to a nasty club where everyone dry humps each other anyway. I probably could have put on the breaks before. But not now. I was ready. I wouldn’t apologize for that. And I shouldn’t have to.
"Bitch, pull over now!" Ok. Maybe that was a bit over the top. Not to mention mean but he needed to know that I wanted to fuck and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. This relationship had to have some give and take. And though, no one was keeping score per say. I had agreed on coming out tonight for his sake. The least he could do was make me come. It was only fair.
I thought that he would take the next exit and find a semi-secluded spot where our rendezvous would be known only to us. But he didn’t. Eric ripped a page right out of my hand-book and took our romp-session to another level. He veered off onto the shoulder of the Garden State Parkway.
In utter disbelief, I unfastened his seatbelt and climbed on top of him faster than you could say quickie. His fast thinking and taking us right here on the highway for all to see surprised me in a way that was titillating. There wasn't much time. We couldn't be any more visible. And I loved it.
He entered me roughly, and I responded by gyrating back and forth on his girth like a bitch in heat. The passion between the two of us was indescribable. I couldn’t even try. And I wouldn’t. Words had not been invented to describe what we felt for each other. I felt a twinge of sadness.
The windows began to fog fairly quickly from the heavy panting. I ignored the oncoming cars as they zoomed by, slightly shaking our vehicle when some came too close. But nothing halted our need for each other. He grabbed my thighs and thrust into me as I glided up and down.
"Jesus Christ!" I moaned forcefully. I was losing control of my breathe, my legs, and just about everything else. Nothing else existed for those precious moments of carnal indulgence.
"Come on baby," He whispered out of breath into my ear. "I want you to come for me you dirty little slut."
His hips thrust harder as he yanked my hair forcefully. His pull outstretched my neck so as all I could see were the glimmering stars through the open sun roof. I heard his grunts of pleasure as I screamed in delight.
The faster thrusting pushed me to the pinnacle of ecstasy. I yelled, "Baby, I'm coming!!!" as I peered through the glass sun roof gazing at the stars. It was moments like this that I felt that need. That urge to take my finely crafted knife to slice his throat. But I would never. Not with Eric. He was my only sexual conquest that never came to fruition. The only man I didn't kill to fully satiate my post-coital bliss. I sacrificed my need to kill for his need to live. That counted as love..right?
He didn't stop. He pushed on through until he reached his final thrust and erupted inside of me. I enveloped Eric for a few seconds in a loving embrace before I was disrupted by headlights pulling up behind our car.
It was just a normal car. Not the police thank God. Before we even got a chance to fix ourselves, Eric pushed the car into drive and accelerated onto the highway. I leaned into my seat with my head propped up against the passenger seat window. He began talking about this or that. But the words didn’t register as my head continued to buzz. I zoned out staring at the cars as
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