I pulled my phone up and snapped her picture.
“You’re sick. Sick. You’re gonna stare at that, tonight, while you jerk off.”
“I’m about to cum right now. You make me so horny. God! I want to fuck you so badly.”
“What’re you gonna do, naughty boy?” she asked, stroking me through my pants.
I laid my head back on the headrest and groaned, willing her not to stop until I found relief, praying she could read my thoughts.
“Switch me spots,” she ordered, a minute later.
“What?!”
“I can’t finger myself with my left hand. I need to switch. Trade me spots.”
At that moment, I would have punched her grandmother square in the face if she’d have told me to – I would do whatever she asked – as long as there was even the slightest chance of her rubbing my cock – even if it was through my jeans.
“Fuck! You’re so hot!” I moaned, picking her up by her hips, sliding left, and depositing her on the other side of me.
“Hands off the goods, wicked boy,” she said, grinning evilly.
“Yes, mistress.”
I hadn’t even really looked at what Kasey was wearing – I’d been so worried about how she’d react to the video.
She had on a black tank-top – cropped so that her delectable belly-button was showing – with a white tennis skirt.
Her right hand was buried beneath those pristine pleats, working its way inside of her underwear, from what I could gather.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I groaned, my eyes feasting on her sumptuous body.
Her left hand was struggling to grip my stiff clothing-covered cock.
“Get it out,” she ordered.
I moved without hesitation. I didn’t know what was next – but resistance was futile.
I raised my ass off of the seat and dragged my pants & underwear to my knees without unbuckling, unbuttoning, or unzipping anything.
The air in the car filled with musk as my dick stood proudly from my naked groin – begging to be touched – a drop of pre-cum already oozing from the slit at the tip.
Kasey’s soft hand wrapped around my cock and I groaned – and leaned back – trying to press my body flat – thrusting my hips up – so that she had full access to my meat – hoping, praying she’d stroke it.
I could hear myself moaning in anticipation. I didn’t care. I was lost – wanton – my brain lust-addled.
Her hand slid up – towards the sensitive head – and I ground my teeth together – the pleasure almost excruciating – her stroke so slow that it was even more intense.
Afraid that, if I tried to fuck her hand, she’d stop what she was doing, I held as still as possible.
I’m not even sure I was still breathing.
Her palm reached the ridge of the crown – and moved back down again – agonizingly slow.
I began to smell her spicy musk – and hear the sounds of her fingers slipping in & out of the sensual suction of her gripping snatch.
She bumped against me repeatedly as she wiggled & squirmed – driving her fingers in & out of her needy twat – while slowly continuing to stroke my meat with her left hand.
Now at the bottom of my stiff rod, she slid her fingers around and palmed my inflated nut-sack – caressing my balls – encouraging them to work a little harder.
My testes ached painfully. My stomach was in knots. I longed for release.
Her hand slid back around – and her fingers – once again – gripped my raging prick.
Her touch was electrifying.
Her hand moved a little faster – maybe twice as fast as before.
My teeth hurt from being locked together.
Kasey’s breathing was growing more ragged.
I could tell that her fingers – plunging in & out of her quim – were moving more frantically.
Whether she’d finally decided to stop tormenting me – or was just lost in her own quest for climax – her hand started rapidly pumping up & down my cock.
I wanted to look at her – her sexy body – with her fingers busy fucking that cunt that I wanted so desperately to see – to touch – to taste – to ..
“Fuck!” she shrieked, her body stiffening.
Her hand had just reached my cock-head when her orgasm hit.
Her fingers wrapped themselves around the lower-half of my angry helmet.
Lost in her climax, her fingers clenched and unclenched – clamping down on my cock & head.
Between the relentless stimulation and the primal sounds of rapture coming from the sexy woman beside me, my penis informed my testes that it was time.
My release was so powerful, I felt like my hair hurt – as the semen started rocketing from my dick.
It seemed like hours passed before my balls stopped firing.
My eyes were still closed – reveling in the intense release.
Kasey’s hand was still wrapped around my cock.
I could die happy right now.
The woman, next to me gave a little shudder, relaxed, and then started laughing.
I opened my eyes – and started to turn to look over at her – to see what was so funny – when I saw it.
Her hand was still aiming my unflagging trouser schnauzer up over the dash of my car.
A huge wad of jizz was clinging to the inside of my windshield – threatening to drip down onto the dash.
Kasey slid her fingers up to steal the last bit of semen, sitting on my man-slit, bringing the corrupt seed to her mouth to taste me.
I groaned again – watching her naughty mouth work.
Her right hand withdrew, slowly, from where it had been laboring – beneath that pure, virgin white skirt.
I watched as those slick-looking fingers joined the first – and Kasey alternated licking between my juices and her own.
I wanted, so badly, to grab my cock – to jerk off to her sensuous show – but I needed, desperately, to find some Hardees napkins – to clean up my spunk – before my dash turned into a gooey mess.
I leaned to my left to reach under my seat – to see if there were any hidden there – and Kasey’s hand took hold of my penis again.
“One month,” she proclaimed, penalizing and promising at the same time.
I found the napkins and sat up to start the cleanup.
She released her hold on my fuck-meat and took a few napkins to help me.
“You’re a messy boy.”
“You got me pretty wound up.”
“Moi?” she drawled, dramatically.
I laughed.
Her phone chimed.
“Mom wants to know if I’m still a virgin,” she said, laughing. “I’d better get going. See you Friday.”
She started to leave but then turned and snapped a picture of my cock before climbing out of the car.
“Now I’ve got something to jerk off to too,” she laughed.