Welcome to E. Mayberry

Beside me, the sound of the woman’s cries as the man fucked her was like a puppet master pulling strings attached to my clit. It pinched. It hurt in my pants. I needed to be fucked.

“You do something to me,” Bastian said. “Seeing you in control like that is such a fucking turn on. You didn’t even hesitate. You just took his cock and controlled it.”

“No,” I said, “This is controlling it.”

I lifted my dress and moved to straddle him.

“Fuck me,” I heard myself say.

He stopped me.

“Face the windshield. I want you to watch them fuck while I bury my cock inside you.”

With my hands gripping the dashboard above the steering wheel, I hovered over him and he directed himself into me. His head slid right into me, straight in, and I fell down on top of him, skewering myself with his cock. It felt fucking incredible. His hands went up into my dress and under my bra, pushing the wire cups up over them. It hurt but his hands closed around my tits, making it worth it.

He gripped my tits hard a

nd thrust into me. I couldn’t help imagining Lilly scowling at me and saying I was doing it all wrong, that you never allow your man’s cock to rub against the zipper teeth, but I hadn’t thought to unfasten his pants. I sat on him and took it all.

Beside me, the woman cried out as the long haired guy plowed into her.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled, planting her face against the glass, her cheek flat and green looking against the tint. Her mouth was open and stretched over her teeth as she hissed through each jolt of his cock.

In front of us, the smaller woman slid toward the front of the hood where she wrapped her legs around the black man and he hoisted her up into the air. The way he threw her up and slammed her down onto his cock made me wince. Then Bastian lifted up hard and I winced again.

I was in a fucking orgy for the most part. It wasn’t my first one of course but it was the first real life one. This was no act. Everyone was straight up fucking and everyone was enjoying it. They might’ve been employees of the car wash but damn they were into it.

The car? It was still fucking filthy as they hadn’t washed shit, but who cared?

“Fuck me,” I whined. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Ohhhh fuck me.”

My voice came out in annoying cries but I couldn’t help it. Everything was so right.

Bastian pulled one hand out of my bra and slid his window down. I didn’t know why. I just kept rocking on his cock, taking it inside, enjoying every inch in and every inch out.

“Is she ready?” I heard a female voice ask.

“I think so,” Bastian said.

I looked over and saw Amber, the girl with the clipboard, her top pulled off and her perfect tits right in my face. She stuck her head in the window and kissed me. I tried to resist at first but when her hand reached down to my clit, I gave up and opened my mouth. Her tongue felt great, soft.

“Harder, Doctor,” Amber said. “She needs to be ready to pop.”

Bastian drove higher, deeper, and I felt my eyes roll back.

“Oh…oh…oh…yaaaassssss!” I cried.

“She’s not ready yet,” Amber said as she leaned in and sucked one of my tits. “She’s close but not ready yet.”

“I’m ready!” I yelled.

I didn’t know what I was supposed to be ready for but whatever it was, I was fucking ready.

“Not yet,” Amber said. “Fuck her harder, long strokes.”

She was calling the shots, giving Bastian the order, and he was obeying. He stopped fucking me fast and instead pulled me hard down onto him as he went deep and slow.

“I need to see how ripe she is,” Amber said as she reached down between my legs and gently pinched my clit. “Oh she’s getting there.”