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Archive name: ridehome.txt (mf, first)
Authors name: Megan (With major re-write by Kathy)
Date: Sat, Jun 29, 1996 6:23 AM PST
Story Title : "My ride home"
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It was a warm and comfortable evening this time
of year. We were driving home from rehearsal. (Carmina
Burana, Carl Orff if you're interested.) As usual my
car was broken, and I was lucky to get this ride. So I
felt a little obligated to flirt with him (you know,
give him his money's worth)
He has one of those nice sporty models, conver-
tible and shiny red, you know the type, a spider some-
thing or other. Just for fun I try to get him to drive a
little crazy. The road is almost empty, and I'm a
serious speed demon.
"Do 90?" I ask.
"What will you give me if I do?" He wants to
know.
So getting into the spirit of the thing, I say,
"Just do it, and you'll see." Not really knowing where
this would lead, but knowing that I liked the smell of
his cologne.
I watch the speedometer as it inches up towards
90. At 85, I reach over and put my hand on his thigh.
As the speed increases, my hand slides up higher.
When he hits 90, my fingers are sliding up in-
side his shorts. I can see him starting to breathe a
little raggedly, smiling, I say, "Do 95."
This time, there's no hesitation, he pushes down
on the accelerator. So I reward him as my hand closes
around his wonderful shaft, stroking him. The speedo-
meter pushes way over 95, and I'm loving it. Speed and
danger make me hot, I tell him, as I lean against him.
We are starting to come into some traffic now,
and he is forced to slow down. In fact, now we are at
a crawl. I'm disappointed, but now at least what I want
to do next is a little safer, if less private.
I take my hand off him just long enough to unzip
his shorts. ( This is something I've always fantasized
about but never had the opportunity to do before ) Lean-
ing forward, I take his raging hot erection into my
mouth. There are other cars all around us, but all they
can see is him. ( Although I know the person behind us
could see me leaning into his lap. it just turned me on
more to think about that )
I'm teasing him, licking and sucking, knowing
that he's trying not to show it in his face what's hap-
pening to him. I can tell that he's getting more des-
perate, thrusting up towards my mouth, as I try to take
all of him in -- fondling his balls all the while as I
do. Traffic is starting to break up a little, and he
pulls off the first exit, and off to the side of the
road.
I stop what I'm doing long enough to pull my
shorts and panties down, and push him back against his
seat. I straddle him, slowly lowering myself onto his
tense erection, feeling him go deep inside me. He have
his hands up inside my shirt, stroking my nipples as he
kisses me, and I am already sooo hot and wet I can hard-
ly stand it. Knowing that we could be seen by passers
by, and even get caught by the police. (I'm sure what we
were doing isn't legal)
Now I'm moving frantically on him, My lust
building into an incredible high, wanting him to explode
inside me, wanting to explode all over him, and after
just a few short minutes I start coming. And he lets go
as soon as he sees me loosing it, he starts coming in-
side of me. I can feel him doing it inside me. (Wasn't
it considerate of him to wait for me?)
When we had a chance to recover, and believe me,
we didn't take long, I climb off of wilting penis, and
we hurriedly got dressed.
He drove me home, and I kissed him as I got out
of the car, and asked. "Can I have a ride next week,
too?"
"Naturally," he said.
I thought He'd say that.....
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Hope you liked our story, Sometimes two heads are better
than one. (So to speak) Magen and Kathy. <giggle>
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It’s okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
strangers. But it isn’t okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex
with strangers!! You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it.
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