1. West Coast Games - Part Two: The Free Fall


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    boutiques. I was letting her pick out a dress and new shoes. I’d done similar things for girlfriends in the past, but there was a difference. They hadn’t been greedy about it. Roxy breezed into the shop like the Santa Ana winds, knowing exactly what she wanted and going straight to the off the rack couture. “This is the one. I saw it last week.” The dress was like liquid platinum but slippery to the touch, scandalously short with tiny straps and a plunging back. It was a hot little number, I’ll give her that. The price tag was unfathomable for a scrap of pretty fabric, but the moment I hesitated, those doe eyes and coquettish pout were doing their thing. She was like a giddy child when I handed her my card. She went up on her toes to rain kisses on my mouth before snatching the dress and the silver stilettos she’d chosen and taking them up to the counter. “You’re going to love showing me off; admit it,” she said later on the ride back to Hermosa. She put her feet up on the console and leaned back, soaking in the late-day sun. “You should invite some of the guys. Get a group out.” “I think Noah’s doing a dinner thing with his girlfriend,” I said absently. “You know, like normal couples.” I didn’t even glance her way to confirm the eye rolls. “You mean boring couples,” she corrected. “You should be glad I’m not like that, you know. All candles and rose petals on the bed. Fuck that. You need a little excitement now and then to stir things up. That’s why I’m in your life.” “I ...
    must have missed that memo,” I chided. “Like this for example. A long boring drive. You’re just content to listen to tunes and watch the sights roll by.” “Hey, I like my tunes!” “Fair enough,” she said with a grin. “But I’ll bet you like this even more,” She reached into my lap and unzipped me, slipping her hand inside my jeans and expertly working my cock. Soon, I was hard and pulsing in her grip. I struggled to stay focused on driving, trying not to swerve as she leaned across the console into my lap, freeing my cock and flicking her eyes upward teasingly. “Let’s see how you do with a bit of distraction,” she said. Her tongue slithered over the head of my cock and I exhaled deeply. Soon her cupid lips were engulfing my shaft, her blonde head bobbing up and down. Her sucking was merciless and I found myself squirming in my seat. “Goddamn, Roxy. You’re going to make me go off the road.” Not that it stopped her. My cock plunged almost to the back of her throat. I could feel the heat of her carnivorous mouth, the juices of her saliva lubricating my cock right down to my balls. Even her tongue seemed to grip me. I put one hand on the back of her head, feeling beads of sweat at my temples as I gave in to the pitch of my own rising orgasm. Cars screamed by us as I bucked up into her mouth, pulsing and twitching until I eventually exploded. I bathed her tonsils in an almost violent way, as though the sperm jettisoning into her was making a point. “Fuck,” I sighed, still breathing ...
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