Welcome to E. Mayberry

“Come here,” he said.

He pulled me off the truck and turned me around. He put my hands down on the hood and the heat of the radiator burned at my midsection, but in the cool air it felt great. Tension kicked my feet open like a cop about to frisk a suspect. He dipped his thumb into me to test me and see how wet I was.

Then his cock was at my lips and he was pushing himself inside.

“Yes!” I yelled as I slapped the hood. “Show me who you are!”

Only an inch or two of his cock entered me at first. He held still there driving me wild. I didn’t buck or back up, I stayed still and took it, praying he wasn’t having second thoughts and would eventually drive all the way into me.

“This is what it was like in your class?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said. “Like that.”

He entered another inch and held it. He slapped my ass and it stung.

“You want it deeper?” he asked.

He was so fucking good at talking dirty. He was using my story against me and it was such a fucking turn on.

“Mmm,” I moaned as my forehead fell against the hood.

He slapped my ass.

“Mmm hmm,” I said, my eyes rolling back as he pushed in another inch and slapped again.

His thumb entered my ass, all the way to his knuckle and at the same time he drove into my pussy as deep as he could. My tits fell against the hood and my face lingered there too, sideways so my cheek smudged the warm metal each time he pulled out and shoved his cock into me again.

“You’re mine,” he said. “I need you. Fuck this inch by inch shit.”

“Yes,” I agreed, a smile growing on my lips so wide I thought it might touch my ears. “I want to feel all of you.”

“You’re mine,” he repeated.

“Say it again.”

“This pussy is mine.”

“Again.”

“You’re mine, Sunshine,” he said.

Then I fucked him right back, shoving against him, skewering myself with his cock. He was right. My pussy was his, but if he hadn’t realized it yet, his cock was mine. I felt along the groove of the square patch beneath my arm, feeling the hard outline under my fingertips and relaxed as he plowed into me.

“I’m gonna come,” he said. “Your pussy is too good. I’m gonna come.”

“Go ahead,” I told him. “Come for me. Come for me and remember our first time. Don’t you forget our first time.”

“I’ll never forget this,” he said.

Suddenly I felt an explosion inside my pussy as he shot his hot load inside me. I fucked him through it as his legs locked and he froze in place. I backed into him and enjoyed the feel of his twitching dick as it unloaded. When he finally stopped throbbing, I pulled away from him and felt him run down my leg. He pulled off his over shirt and used it to wipe me up. It was a sweet gesture.

“I should take you home,” he said.

“Why?” I asked. “Are you ashamed?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked. “Ashamed of you?”

“Ashamed of what we’ve done?”