an outwardly aggressive manner. I liked it. I'd never realized that this kind of dominance or assertiveness could be such a turn-on to me, but given my cock's reaction, apparently it was.
"Careful, Sonia, or I'll come right now."
"The only place you're coming is inside my pussy." She stopped pumping, and held my cock, twitching like a wounded animal, in her fist. The head was a dark purple. The pressure of the blood inside now mottled the once shiny, slick skin. Smiling knowingly, she drew her thumb and index finger together in the shape of a circle, and ran them down to the bottom of my shaft. She squeezed tightly, clamping off the imminent stream of sticky come.
"We gotta get home," I announced with a nervous sigh.
"Oh, yeah. Now, Daddy."
It took about ten minutes to clear the campus and get up to speed on the main drag, through Greek Row, to the small enclave of houses and condos in which I live. We passed several groups of students waiting on the parking shuttle, passed a parked University Police cruiser and a cop hassling some art students about ganja, rode by endless local foot traffic, and shared a red light with a city bus full of blissfully unaware commuters--all the time with Sonia's expert hand variously pumping my cock or squeezing off the building jism. As we passed the bustling supermarket strip mall that marked the entrance to my community, I felt Sonia's slick tongue on the head of my cock. Before I could protest, she'd slipped the whole of my head inside her mouth and teased the back of my straining glans with her tongue stud. Pulling my sex from her mouth, she plunged back down on me, sliding my cock deep into her throat.
"Sorry," she giggled. "I couldn't wait any longer. I just needed a little taste."
I shifted gears and bore down on the throttle, maneuvering quickly through the many quiet little streets, until we reached my cul-de-sac.
"And how'd it taste?"
"Like the best thing I've ever tasted."
I smiled and shook my head. She seemed to be trying a bit hard, but my ego could certainly use it. I wasn't going to complain. The fact that she'd take the time to play up my cock endeared her to me even more.
"We're here," I announced, as I eased the old Beemer into my driveway.
"It's beautiful," Sonia said. "What a nice place."
"Can we talk about it later? I'll show you around... tomorrow?"
"Yeah, tomorrow." Dropping to my lap again, she sucked my cock into her mouth.
I eased her off of me, ever so carefully, and insisted we go inside. It was time to finish this properly. "Let's go inside."
Sonia grabbed my hand as I tried to zip up my pants. "Leave it out," she said. "I want to hold your cock while we go inside."
"What about the neighbors?" I asked. And then, immediately, I said, "Fuck the neighbors. Let's go."
I leapt out of the car and ran around to open her door. She was already out of the car and waiting for me. As I approached her, she instantly latched onto my naked, throbbing cock, and led me to the front door. I fumbled with keys for an achingly long time, but finally got the door open. I pushed Sonia inside and quickly threw the door shut behind us.
We were inside. Finally.
Her gaze fell on mine. We stood there in silence, my erect sex in her hand, staring into each other's eyes. I could feel my cock throbbing against her hard grip. With each pulse of my member, she squeezed back at me, as if milking me.
"I... " she began, and stopped in mid-word as I reached forward to unzip her jumper.
I grabbed her, not hard but with purpose and with an economy of movement, swinging her back against the front door and pressing her face firmly onto the polished wood. Moaning heavily, she sank into my hands, giving herself entirely to me. It was obvious that I could do whatever I wanted, whatever I needed, to her.
I reached around, my cock hanging and banging against her body, and unzipped the rest of her jumper. Quickly, she was out of it, and standing naked in front of me, her tits and face
"Careful, Sonia, or I'll come right now."
"The only place you're coming is inside my pussy." She stopped pumping, and held my cock, twitching like a wounded animal, in her fist. The head was a dark purple. The pressure of the blood inside now mottled the once shiny, slick skin. Smiling knowingly, she drew her thumb and index finger together in the shape of a circle, and ran them down to the bottom of my shaft. She squeezed tightly, clamping off the imminent stream of sticky come.
"We gotta get home," I announced with a nervous sigh.
"Oh, yeah. Now, Daddy."
It took about ten minutes to clear the campus and get up to speed on the main drag, through Greek Row, to the small enclave of houses and condos in which I live. We passed several groups of students waiting on the parking shuttle, passed a parked University Police cruiser and a cop hassling some art students about ganja, rode by endless local foot traffic, and shared a red light with a city bus full of blissfully unaware commuters--all the time with Sonia's expert hand variously pumping my cock or squeezing off the building jism. As we passed the bustling supermarket strip mall that marked the entrance to my community, I felt Sonia's slick tongue on the head of my cock. Before I could protest, she'd slipped the whole of my head inside her mouth and teased the back of my straining glans with her tongue stud. Pulling my sex from her mouth, she plunged back down on me, sliding my cock deep into her throat.
"Sorry," she giggled. "I couldn't wait any longer. I just needed a little taste."
I shifted gears and bore down on the throttle, maneuvering quickly through the many quiet little streets, until we reached my cul-de-sac.
"And how'd it taste?"
"Like the best thing I've ever tasted."
I smiled and shook my head. She seemed to be trying a bit hard, but my ego could certainly use it. I wasn't going to complain. The fact that she'd take the time to play up my cock endeared her to me even more.
"We're here," I announced, as I eased the old Beemer into my driveway.
"It's beautiful," Sonia said. "What a nice place."
"Can we talk about it later? I'll show you around... tomorrow?"
"Yeah, tomorrow." Dropping to my lap again, she sucked my cock into her mouth.
I eased her off of me, ever so carefully, and insisted we go inside. It was time to finish this properly. "Let's go inside."
Sonia grabbed my hand as I tried to zip up my pants. "Leave it out," she said. "I want to hold your cock while we go inside."
"What about the neighbors?" I asked. And then, immediately, I said, "Fuck the neighbors. Let's go."
I leapt out of the car and ran around to open her door. She was already out of the car and waiting for me. As I approached her, she instantly latched onto my naked, throbbing cock, and led me to the front door. I fumbled with keys for an achingly long time, but finally got the door open. I pushed Sonia inside and quickly threw the door shut behind us.
We were inside. Finally.
Her gaze fell on mine. We stood there in silence, my erect sex in her hand, staring into each other's eyes. I could feel my cock throbbing against her hard grip. With each pulse of my member, she squeezed back at me, as if milking me.
"I... " she began, and stopped in mid-word as I reached forward to unzip her jumper.
I grabbed her, not hard but with purpose and with an economy of movement, swinging her back against the front door and pressing her face firmly onto the polished wood. Moaning heavily, she sank into my hands, giving herself entirely to me. It was obvious that I could do whatever I wanted, whatever I needed, to her.
I reached around, my cock hanging and banging against her body, and unzipped the rest of her jumper. Quickly, she was out of it, and standing naked in front of me, her tits and face
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