The thought of your mom and your stepdad finding out about you and Mr. Wood sends a cold chill up your spine. It wouldn't be a good thing.
You glance up and down the street to make sure nobody is watching before walking around to Dan's passenger side and opening the door. The inside of his car is very clean and the leather seat is well-oiled.
"Come on now," Dan says, eying your curves.
You swallow your nerves and climb into the seat next to him. As you pull the seatbelt between your swollen breasts Dan floors it down the street.
As he drives you feel a hand settle on your thigh. You look over at Dan.
"So, what's it like?" He asks with a sly smile on his face. "Does it feel good having an old geezer fill you up?"
You stay silent.
"No response, huh?" He sneers. "What about the time you were on his bed, screaming, 'Oh, yeah, Mr. Wood! Fill my teenage pussy with your cum!'?"
You can feel your face begin to redden with embarrassment.
"I heard it all, sweetie," Dan laughs. "When I realized it was you, I used to sit in my study with the light off watching you go at it with him. Hot and heavy."
He takes a turn a bit quickly and the tires squeal.
"Remember that time in the kitchen?" He asks, but you can't answer. "He bent you over the counter. Grabbed your hips, slid that old man dick of his right between your cheeks. You were begging for it, Joy. You begged for him to fill your little ass up."
He chuckles. You remember the session vividly, the counter top shaking with each thrust as Mr. Wood plowed in and out of your clenching back door.
"I recorded that. I've got a nice tape of you begging for him to cum in your ass."
"What do you want?" You say, facing him.
Dan's hand slides up your leg to the short-shorts you are wearing. He pulls the twine out of the shorts, loosening the waist so that he can slide his hand into the top. His fingers press against your shaved pussy, his palm against your clit.
"I know some people who would LOVE to meet you," he says, glancing over at you. "A hot little 18 year-old, pregnant and getting filled with cock."
You aren't sure what he's talking about, but you have a few guesses.
His hand slides further between your legs and you feel one of his fingers slide between your oozing slit.
"Nice and wet," he remarks as he finger-fucks you slowly. "I could find a whole lot of guys to fuck you, real good...if you don't make me happy."
He looks over at you again.
"Well, come on," he laughs as the car pulls up to a red light. "Let me see those nice ripe melons of yours." |