The Late Night Ride

"Ellen isn't ready to go home, the tequila has her wanting..."

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Ellen was leaning against Pete as he was driving his pickup down Main Street. They had been out all night living it up with Jake, who was sitting in the passenger seat next to Ellen. Ellen was feeling no pain, having taken those two shots of tequila before they left the club. Her hand was resting on Pete’s lap, caressing his half-hard cock through his jeans.

Her legs were pulled up and folded behind her in the seat. Jake had a nice view of her short skirt, a little butt cheek, and those lovely four-inch heels she was wearing. Fuck, that ass, what I’d give to get into that, he thought to himself. Without thinking, he ran his finger from the back of her knee up to her ass and back. She made no noise, but to his delight, she pushed her ass back toward him giving him a better view. She moved her leg a bit toward Pete’s leg, opening up access for Jake.

Ellen began to rub Pete’s cock more urgently once Jake had been bold enough to get things started. “Baby, I’m not ready to go home, it’s only two o’clock…let’s go to Thunderbolt Point, OK?” she asked in as much of a princess tone as she could.

“You sure baby?” Pete replied, “That’s like thirty minutes into the mountains.” He gazed down at Ellen, her V-neck top was doing a poor job of holding her breast in, the nipple trying its best to escape.

“Yes, I’m sure baby, I want to, um play,” she told him as she unzipped his jeans.

Pete pulled onto the highway at the end of Main Street and pointed his truck toward Johnson Valley, accelerating to match the late-night travelers heading toward the east coast. For the next two miles, Ellen worked to get his jeans undone and pulled down over his ass, giving her full access to suck on his thick cock. “Oh, fuck, Ellen, that feels good,” he moaned as she began to lick and suck his cock that by now was as hard as a steel rod.

Ellen’s attention was split between the lovely cock she had in her mouth and the hands that were working her legs and ass. “He’s got his hand on my ass, baby,” she whispered to Pete when she came up for air.

“He does?” Pete asked. “How’s that feel, baby?”

“Oh, it feels real good, baby,” she cooed just before she pushed her mouth onto Pete’s cock again and returned to licking and sucking.

Pete reached over and freed her breast, giving the nipple a tweak as he struggled to keep the truck in the right lane.

Jake took the lack of resistance as permission, so he began to get more aggressive with his groping and caressing, lifting her skirt up over her hips, exposing her lovely ass and the white thong that was so nicely nestled into her crack.

Ellen raised off of Pete’s cock. “He’s uncovered my ass, baby, mmmm,” she moaned before returning to his aching cock.

“You like that, baby?” Pete asked.

“Mmhmm,” Ellen answered, her mouth pushing further down onto his cock.

Jake began to rub Ellen’s pussy through her thong causing her to moan onto Pete’s cock. She began to rock her hips with his caressing. He hooked his finger inside the thong and pulled it to the side of her dripping slit, exposing her swollen lips.

Ellen raised off of Pete’s cock. “He pulled my panties to the side baby, he can see my pussy now,” she whispered, then giggled. “Oh, his fingers, baby, he’s rubbing my wet pussy lips right now,” she added, her hand stroking Pete’s cock all the while. “Oh, this is so hot, baby, two cocks, mmmm,” she moaned, then pushed her mouth down on Pete’s cock, gagging a bit, then pushing his cock into her throat. She moaned on his cock when Jake pushed his finger across her hardened clit causing her to buck her hips and push back against his hand.

Pete pulled into the parking lot of Thunderbolt Point and parked where they could look over Johnson Valley which was nicely lit by a full moon. They were the only ones in the lot. He turned off the truck and immediately grabbed Ellen’s head and began to pump up into her mouth.

“You dirty girl,” he moaned as she took him deep into her throat. Her only response was to moan onto his cock, her clit was being roughly fingered, and she felt an orgasm building.

Jake had worked Ellen’s pussy so much that it was ripe and ready for him. He had worked himself out of his jeans and boxers while Pete was driving. He slipped two fingers into her dripping pussy and drove them deep into her, hard. Ellen lurched, moaned loudly onto Pete’s cock, then pushed back against his intrusion.

She lifted off of Pete’s cock and began to stroke it. “Don’t you tease me, Jake, you’re gonna make me cum, you better be ready to fuck me,” she warned him.

“Oh, don’t worry, we are just beginning,” he said with a smile as he began to fuck her with his fingers, her legs began to shake as he was pumping them into her.

Pete grabbed her head and pushed it back onto his raging cock. “Suck, you dirty girl!” he commanded. “You need to stay focused on my cock, you got it?”

After only a few minutes of Jake’s fingers inside her, Ellen grunted with Pete’s cock in her mouth and squirted onto Jake’s hand. He immediately got onto the seat behind her, pulled her onto her knees, and pushed his cock into her wet pussy. There she was being spit roasted in the front seat of her boyfriend’s truck. Moaning, grunting as the two men used her. She was on fire, never had she felt such lust; she’d never been with two men before but she vowed to make it a more regular occurrence.

“Oh fuck!” Pete hissed as his balls released, and he began to pump his cum into Ellen’s throat. Ellen groaned and sucked every drop of his gift down as Jake pounded her pussy. She knew another orgasm was coming, and by the way Jake was hammering her, she knew he was close, too.

Ellen pulled her mouth off of Pete’s cock and yelled, “fuck!” as she convulsed and came all over Jake. Immediately she felt his hot cum enter her pussy.

“Oh fuck!” he growled, ramming deep inside her and freezing until his balls were fully drained.

After things calmed down, Jake pulled his softening cock out of her and sat back in his seat. He smacked Ellen on the ass, “thanks, babe,” he chuckled.

“She’s out,” Pete said. “She passed out just as you came in her, listen to her snore,” he laughed.

“Got to love tequila,” Jake chuckled. “Hope you’re cool with what just happened, bro. I was just following her lead.”

“Yeah, we’re cool, that was all her, well all her and those last shots. Let’s get her home and in bed, she may want more in the morning.”

Published 3 years ago

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