Long, Hard Ride 2
"Well..." I said. I laughed again. "His eyes looked fit to explode!" He snickered. "Probably jealous" he said.
"Of me or of you?" "Of my cock." "Oh, you dirty boy!" I squealed. I stroked it with my fingers. "Though I must admit, it is quite nice."
"Thank you!" He reached down and retrieved his shirt. "I guess I really should put my clothes back on, though."
"Yes, do that." I let go of him and put my hand on the steering wheel as he buttoned his shirt and then pulled on his jeans. He left them unfastened so that his long cock pointed up from his lap. "Quite nice" I said, reaching over and taking hold of it again. "Very nice." I caressed it devotedly for a few moments while he writhed around in his seat and made restrained little noises. Another car was approaching. Hastily, I snatched my hand away and he held his jeans closed. When the car was passed, we returned to our activity, only for it to be interrupted similarly a moment later. "Aren't we cool?" I giggled, seeing him trying to cover the unwieldy appendage between his legs. A few more cars passed, then the road was clear. I pushed his hand away and discovered that his cock had softened a bit while the road was busy. "Oops!" I said, jiggling it. "This won't do. I want it hard!" "Well, m'love, you know how to accomplish that."
"Yes, indeed I do" I said, proceeding. It didn't take but a few squeezes to return my plaything to its former state. A few more and he was once again squirming in his seat. "Feel good?" I asked.
"Too good" he said with a little difficulty. "Stop. I'm going to come."
"Stop? You don't want to come?" "Well, I do, but that wouldn't be fair." "Oh, no, baby, yes, it would! I want you to come!" "No, because I can't do anything for you!" "Yes you can. You can come so I can lick my fingers." "Oh! You're impossible!"
"Come on. It's so nice." I pulled his cock rhythmically. "So nice. I want to taste it." He grunted loudly in response. "Oh, baby, your cock is so warm and hard. I want you to come so I can taste you. It's so warm...so hard...so alive...Why, I can feel the blood just throbbing in it!"
"And the come...building up..." he added, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Yes, that too. Come building up...I want it to build up and build up and build up...until finally it shoots out all over! All over my hand...and then I'll lick my fingers and taste you...and find out if you taste as good as you smell..."
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