Bad Dog - Too Bad It's Fake

She struggled with the zipper and I helped her out, unzipping my pants and tugging my cock out to give her full access. I got the feeling she had never seen one so big, if she’d ever seen one at all. At least going by the way her breath caught and her eyes widened at the sight of it.

“You okay?” I asked, stroking the back of her neck.

“Yeah, it’s just, um, wow.”

“Only do what you’re comfortable with,” I said, letting her take the reins.

Seeming reassured, Ronda gingerly wrapped her hand around the base and lowered her head, giving it several gentle swirls with her tongue around the tip. A groan rumbled in my chest. Encouraged, she opened her mouth a bit more and took in about a third of my length, sucking it lightly and peering up at me through her lashes for approval.

“That feels fucking amazing, baby,” I assured her, tenderly stroking her cheek.

Using her hand to pump the shaft, she started sucking even harder on the part she had, lowering gradually down to halfway, also picking up speed along the way.

I groaned my pleasure, letting her know how well she was doing. She started moving even faster, cranking my shaft and massaging my balls as she worked me. I felt the pleasure rising up inside me quickly, and I couldn’t help but be impressed by her skill.

She seemed so unsure at first, but clearly, she was a natural. Before I knew it, the pleasure inside me crested and I felt myself on the brink.

“Fuck, Ronda,” I gasped, “I’m gonna cum.”

I thought with the warning, she would retreat, but she kept going. When I shot my load, she slowly lifted her head, and while still stroking me, Ronda swallowed it all down.

“Your turn, sweetheart,” I murmured, massaging her thigh.

Ronda wriggled out of her panties in record time, and I pounced on her. I parted her thighs, pressing her back up against the window. She propped one foot up on the dash, leaving that succulent pussy exposed and waiting for me.

She smelled delicious and my mouth was already watering by the time I got in close enough to give her the first long, loving lick up the length of her sweet, delicate pussy lips. Her head fell back, exposing her throat as she let out a long, contented moan of pleasure. I wondered if anyone had ever even gone down on her before.

My tongue explored every inch of her sweet folds until I finally focused my attention on her clit, working in tight circles around the little bundle of nerves. Ronda gasped and moaned.

“That feels so fucking good.”

Her entire body was overtaken by intense trembling, and I could feel her tensing underneath me as her climax neared.

“Sam,” she pleaded, “don’t stop, I think I’m going to-”

Her words were choked off by a cry of pleasure and I felt the spurt of her juices across my tongue as she came. I licked her clean of every drop of delicious nectar before straightening and letting her catch her breath.

While she was recuperating, I rolled on a condom I’d pulled from my pocket, and when she’d recovered, I bent down and brushed my lips over hers again.

“Ready?” I asked.

She nodded quickly, still not quite back to the point where she was able to form full sentences. Taking her gently by the hips, I guided her over to my side so that she was straddling me, her bare knees pressed into the seat on either side of me.

Positioning my cock so that it was pressing up against her pussy, I eased her down onto it, feeling her tight little pussy stretch out in my wake. Taking her by the hips, I eased my way up further, tenderly kissing her on the neck.

There was one brief whimper, but beyond that, she seemed to be taking it like a champ, deep in pleasure. Keeping my hands on her hips, I started moving mine, slowly pumping inside her tender little pussy, still aware of her tightness and sensitivity, showing her just how good sex could feel.

She lay against me, both arms wrapped around my neck, making soft sounds into my shoulder as I drove into her. I pumped slowly at first, and then with increasing in speed as she got used to it, working up to a steady rhythm, making Ronda moan as I worked inside her.

“I’m so close,” she whimpered, “don’t stop!”

I moved faster, gripping her hips tightly as I drove up into her again and again until I felt her walls constrict around me like a vise.

Her orgasm set something off in me, and I felt the pleasure rising up inside me again. I eased her off my cock and back onto the passenger seat. Ronda rallied in record time, sitting up and tugging the condom off my shaft.