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Once again as a disclaimer, just because I am sexual, does not mean I am a slut. I duly enjoy art and writing. As sex comes in a form of art, blogging comes in a form of writing as well. Enjoy.
The 15 fwy north to Barstow from Pomona happens to be a one and a half hour drive in which I couldn’t find anything to occupy my time rather than the void of it all. Austin is driving, speeding actually, while the adrenaline of anxiety fills my body from head to pearl. I give him that look of longing, begging, sighing… hoping he’ll catch the hint. He doesn’t. As he should, he keeps his eyes on the road and off me.
I progressively slip into a state of nudity without him seeing, having my seat slid further back than his. I slowly dismember every article of clothing off of my deeply pigmented skin. It’s cold out, but still I slip my shirt up and above my head, feeling the cheap polyester brush up against my hardened nipples. I slide my skirt up above my lower abdominal tattoo and leave my heels on. I violently rush his his belt buckle in both directions not knowing which way means off with the goal to rip it off while listening to the music in his button leaving that hole of his pants followed by a high pitched zipper revealing what I was longing to dominate. I pull it out of his boxers and immediate get his dick wet with saliva since I had been drooling over the thought of eating him all up. Him, still perplexed as to what’s happening, but still attempting to keep his eyes on the road. I place the softest under part of my lips on his head, grab is balls in my right hand, and his shaft with my left. Stroking it, gripping it, sucking it, licking it, my jaw began to hurt, but I persisted through the pain just to get him hard enough. I could hear him gasping for air with every pump I performed. I kept bobbing my head up and down, and up and down, and up and down, making it wetter and wetter and wetter. I shoved it to the back of my throat for a final gag and came up and gasped for a full breath of energy just to sit back in my seat, spread my legs open across the dashboard and rub my clit until I exploded. Austin grabbed my tits and slapped them, licked his fingers and pinched my nipples. My climax came out of left field as horny as I was. With my cum dripping down his leather seats, I give him a look even though he has no tint… then I hop on top of him while he drives. I straddle his cock, my ass accidentally honking the horn. I bounce up and down and up and down and up and down on his dick sliding in and out and in and out and in and out of my crouched pussy. I stay squatting on top of it, bouncing up and down, while his eyes stay on the road, but his breath staying on my chest, fogging up the windows. I get scared of crashing so I try to hurry up by slowing down, flexing my pussy with every dick-shove inside me just the way he likes. I finally get him to explode all over me, but I’d do anything for you baby, and I always, ALWAYS clean it up [;