We're cruising down A1A, the beach to our left. She's sitting in the passenger seat in her bikini and see-through coverup, her right leg curled up under her left leg. She's teasing me with her open legs, showing off the outline of her perfect little handful of a pussy. If I weren't driving I'd have my nose pressed against her crotch so I could breathe in her intoxicating scent. I can't wait to slip her bikini off when we get to the hotel. Just thinking about it makes my dick twitch.
"How much longer," she asks.
"About fifteen minutes," I say, checking the GPS on my phone.
She starts skipping song after song on Spotify, apparently bored. I can't help myself. I reach over and rub between her legs. "Mmmm," she moans.
I smile and return my hand to the steering wheel. She'll have to wait.
She stops skipping songs and "Sugar" by Trick Daddy starts playing. She reaches over and tickles behind my ear before walking her fingers down my chest all the way to the growing bulge in my pants.
"What's that smirk about?" I ask.
"I want your sugar on my tongue," she says, giving me a hard squeeze. Before I can say anything she unzips my pants and pulls my boxers down far enough to let my dick pop out.
"What are you doing, babe?" The AC vent is pointed down and cold air blasts the tip of my cock.
"I told you," she giggles girlishly.
She moistens her hand with spit and starts to jerk me off. Her tiny hand wrapped around my dick makes me feel like a giant. My eyes start to roll back in my head, but I need to focus on the road. Hell if I stop her though.
She loosens her seatbelt and leans over, grazing her lips with the tip of my dick. Her tongue swirls around it twice before she opens up wide and takes the whole thing in, filling her mouth with my throbbing appendage.
She's bobbing her head to the beat of the music, her tongue ravaging my frenulum. I'm struggling to keep my eyes on the road.
"Baby, you're making me so wet," she moans, her voice muffled by my cock. I reach over and pull her swimsuit to the side and slide my finger down her slit. She's soaking wet, so I push my finger into her. A loud horn blares out. I quickly pull my hand away from her and grip the wheel as I swerve back into my lane. The jerking of the car doesn't faze her and she keeps sucking and swirling her tongue over me, her mouth watering. I can feel her spit dripping down my cock each time she bobs her head. I glance over at her and she has her hand in her bikini. She starts moaning and, from the vibration, I feel my balls fill with cum. I suck on my finger, just to get a small taste of her. I want to bury my face in her pussy, soak my beard with her juices. Her tempo is no longer with the beat of the song. As the tip of my dick repeatedly smashes into the back of her throat, I feel her gag.
"I'm gonna cum," she says, never taking her mouth off of me. Her moans get louder and I wish I was inside her pussy to feel her body tighten around me. She starts sucking me harder as if she's trying to pull the cum from me. The pressure is building at the base of my dick, my body readying itself to release the build up of fluid. I know as soon as I explode she'll guzzle it down like a champion. She's now screaming around my dick and I'm fucking done. My legs are shaking and I'm struggling to keep my eyes on the road. Suddenly the entire base of my cock contracts and I feel a hot rush of fluid course through my dick. I hear myself grunting and have to force my eyes to stay open. One contraction after another, my body pumps warm semen into her throat. A rush of relief washes over me and I feel her throat tighten as she swallows my load. Even though I'm completely spent, she continues to lick my dick as if she's cleaning it off.
Her timing is impeccable, I think, as I pull into the hotel parking lot. She releases me from her mouth and sits up. I quickly fasten my pants as the valet walks toward my door. I look toward her and she's wiping the corners of her mouth lightly with her fingertips. She smiles at me and blows me a kiss. God, I love this woman.
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