by Lexi Sinner
“Jenna, baby…” He groaned, gently pulling out his throbbing cock from her hungry mouth. “I am all set for you, darling.”
She shook her head eagerly, her eyes fixated on his enticing erection swaying before her, covered in her saliva. She grabbed at it and kissed it a few more times.
“Oh, I can’t wait to have this beauty fill me up.” She purred, stroking the rock hard organ. “Can you make me cum harder with you cock than you did with you mouth, Roger?”
“Oh, I’ll give you more than that, little redheaded devil.” He grinned, stroking his rock hard erection and stepping up behind her.
She gasped as he nudged the hot, swollen head of his cock against the soft moist opening of her pussy. The pulsing heat of his rock hard cockhead blended with the damp warmth of her arousal. He held her curvy hips and slowly began pushing the thick roll of hard meat into her. She squirmed as it felt like a searing lance was impaling her on its way in. She couldn’t believe that she would ever actually be making love out in the open, with the possibility of anyone coming upon them at any time. The bizarre thought heightened her excitement, and a flash of mild apprehension crossed her mind. His thick cock pushing into her tight pussy made her focus back on him, forgetting everything else.
“Oh, God… Roger, you’re so fucking big.” She moaned, thrusting her sexy hips back and rubbing her ass against his groin. “Please… be gentle.”
“Gentle as a lamb, baby.” He grunted and pushed even more of his length into her. Her knees kept on trembling as his thickness crammed into her. The pulsating throb of his erection sent churning waves into her belly, making her head pound. His hard fingers bit deep into the soft skin of her hips, making her wince, though the sensation added to the intense pleasure building inside her. His thick cock slid all the way in and he gasped at the tightness engulfing him. She felt a shivering jolt go through her as he twitched his cock inside her pussy, making her gasp.
“Oh, Roger… it’s so freaking good.” Jenna moaned with lust dripping on each word.
She pushed herself upright, feeling his cock rise with her and stretch inside. He bent his knees to accommodate her rising motion. She turned her head and reached back, snaking an arm around his neck and kissing him on the lips. He kissed her back with passion and hunger, nibbling at her full lips, heightening her senses even more. His hands slid up her smooth belly and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She gasped as he pinched her sensitive nipples, making the ache more intense as his cock throbbed inside her, getting ever thicker. The gentle pain mingled with the pleasure turned her on even more, sending tendrils of pleasure all over her flustered body. He pushed her back down over the hood slowly and began thrusting his hips back and forth. The intense friction of his hard cock sliding in and out of her hot, sensitive pussy walls set off a raging fire in her. She sensed the heat rise as his strokes got more intense, making her shiver as the first embers of her second orgasm began to light up.
She pressed herself down over the smooth surface of the red Porsche, enjoying his humping strokes. His hips slammed hard on her plump buttocks, making her shudder and moan with each stroke. She gasped as his big hairy balls slapped against her swollen clitoris, every sensitive touch sending ecstatic waves all over her, heightening her state of arousal and making it even more pleasurable.
Callahan stretched his arm and grabbed her neck, his fingers digging into her rich red hair as he continued banging her. She loved the sensation of being dominated by him and she thrust her hips back at him with more intensity. She strangely felt the need to be dominated, by a strong man, a man who knew what he was doing, just like Roger Callahan was.
“Oh, Roger, yes… yes, fuck me like you would a slave.” She whimpered. “Fuck me hard.”
“Hell, yeah,” He growled and he smacked her hard across the rump with his large hand.
The sharp stinging brought tears to her bespectacled eyes, but it also made her body yearn for more. She pushed her hips out invitingly, for more punishment.
“Oh,God… Roger, this is so good…” She cried out. “Spank me, baby, I’m a bad girl…”
“Yeah, you are the worst of the lot.” He grunted, banging her with increasing force, making the Porsche wobble under their weight. “And the best I’ve ever had…”
“Oh, fuck… is that, like, even better than your wife?” She laughed; squeezing her thighs together and quashing his hardness tightly inside her. “This is so going to kill her.”
“Don’t I know that?” His laughed, gasping hard. “But she’ll never know.”
She could feel his breath shorten; he was going to have an orgasm soon. A cold thrill rushed all over her; she wanted his orgasm to go off deep inside her. She yearned to feel his thick cock discharge its load into her pussy. She pushed her curvy hips back, meeting the intensity of his strokes.
Jenna sensed her own orgasm building up to tidal wave proportions. The tempo of his strokes increased and the slapping of his tight balls on her bloated clitoris became too extreme for her to bear. Her body yearned for pleasurable release, its heightened sensitivity overpowering her mind with the red haze of carnal desire. All she could think of was his thick, throbbing cock slamming in and out of her with frenzied precision as it sent electric sparks all through her.
He grunted hard and pushed in deeper; she knew he was going to blow. But he abruptly stopped, pressing her down on the car and looking over his shoulder. She gasped, and turned her head back to look at him. He had a look of intense concentration on his face. She twisted her back around and propped herself her elbow, running her other hand over his hairy chest. His throbbing cock swiveled around inside her with the movement and it felt good enough for her to orgasm right then.
“What’s the matter, baby.” She said hoarsely, flexing her buttocks and clenching down on his cock.
“It’s a car… someone’s driving down the dirt road.” He said, sliding off her and pulling out his cock. “Damn it all, I was about to… quick, get in the car.”
“Are you sure?” She looked around and heard nothing.
“Yeah, it’s headed this way. Get in, quick.” He urged.
She looked around again and gasped. He was right, it did sound like a car. She hoped it wasn’t anyone they knew. He held the door open and she slipped in.
***
“Lie down on your back and spread your legs.” He hissed, urgently. “We can continue this inside.”
She did as he asked, her head resting just under the steering wheel. He slid in over her, his hard cock sliding smoothly into her moist opening. She gasped as his weight came down on her and his cock filled her up again. He shut the windows and had the glass tint over.
“No point giving anyone a free show.” He laughed and began to grind his hips against hers.
“Oh, yeah, baby.” She whispered. “Fuck me… oh, I want your cum deep inside me.”
“Whoa! I love the sound of that.” He smiled. “You lovely creature, I give thanks to whatever hell that spawned you… you’ve made me so happy today.”
They could hear the car now as it pulled up outside the Porsche. Callahan looked up and stiffened. It was a patrol car and a uniformed traffic cop was stepping out of the car.
“Who is it?” Jenna whispered. “What’s happening?”
“Shhh, it’s a cop.” He said; his heart pounding. “Be quiet, I’ll take care of it.”
“A cop?” Jenna felt a cold sweat descend all over her.
“He’s outside the window, shhh.” Callahan whispered sharply.
A sharp tap on the window made the two of them jump. Callahan pushed himself up and lowered an inch of the window pane.
“What’s seems to be the problem here, Mister?” The officer asked, peering at the actor.
“Oh, hello Officer.” Callahan grinned. “Just a bit of car trouble, I’ve got in under control.”
“Well, good.” The cop smiled. “License and registration please.”
“Uh, sure.” He grunted and pushed out th
e papers thought the slot in the window with some effort.
“Something wrong with this window too?” The officer asked as he looked at the license.
“Yeah, kind of jammed.” Callahan grinned.
“No way to treat a Porsche.” The cop muttered, looking at the registration papers. “Mr. Roger Callahan.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while... time to get a new car.” Callahan rolled his eyes at Jenna as she giggled softly, his thick cock still pulsing inside her pussy.
“Roger Callahan!” The cop suddenly went stiff. “The Roger Callahan?”
“Um, depends on the context you’re asking, officer.” He shrugged, the motion making his cock push in deeper into Jenna.
“You know; Time and Tide.” The cop smiled. “The Dream Keeper... Harris and Ford.”
“You’re a fan of theater?” Callahan sounded genuinely surprised.
“My wife and I both.” He grinned, handing the paperwork back. “Everything’s in order here.”
“Oh, good. So I can carry on?” The actor said impatiently.
“Oh yes, yes.” The cop nodded. “But first, can I have an autograph, for the wife… she’ll never believe this.”
“Um, I’m kind of… okay, sure.” Callahan smiled and accepted the piece of paper and pen the cop pushed through the window slot.
“Make that to Diane Morrell, my wife.” The cop smiled wide.
“Sure, to Diane with love.” Callahan grimaced as he struggled to hold the pen and paper in his present state of discomfort.
“Diane!” Jenna giggled softly as Callahan arched his back and pressed the paper against the glass of the window and signed his name.
“Here you go, sir.” Callahan pushed the signed paper and pen back at the cop, sliding up the window before the lawman had any other requests.
They waited for the patrol car to drive away, lying very still in each others arms.
“Whew!” Jenna exhaled. “That was a fucking close one.”
“Yeah, and it’s done with.” Callahan grinned. “Now where were we?”
“You were right here inside me and we were about to reach nirvana.” She giggled.
He grinned at her, leaning down and kissing her flushed cheek and neck. Her eyeglasses bumped his nose and she giggled again. He reached for her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching the hard nipples. She winced and yet she wanted more. She threw her legs around his hips and thrust upward to meet his downward strokes halfway. His cock slid smoothly in and out of her tight pussy, sending waves of body wracking ecstasy though her.
“Oh Roger… please, I’m so hot now…” Jenna whimpered as he ground his hips into her. “You’re an Adonis… you’re a sex-machine… a god of love… your big hard cock is making me mad….please, baby, cum inside me… I want you to cum deep inside me.”
“I aim to please, Sweetcheeks.” He gasped, kissing her neck. “Oh, yeah…”
“Yes, baby, yes,” She moaned, writhing under him. “Fuck me, cum inside me.”
“But I don’t want… any accidents… like getting you knocked up.” He gazed into her large expressive eyes.
“Oh, I just don’t care…” She said breathlessly. “Fuck me, baby… fuck me so bad.”
“Well, whatever you say, dollface.” He wheezed and increased his tempo. “Let’s get this machine going then.”
“Go for it, Roger,” She urged. “I want you to come inside me so bad.”
“That’s my girl.” He grinned and placed her legs on his shoulders, her shoes scraping the roof of the Porsche. Her belly squashed in and her knees pressed down on her aching breasts, Jenna looked up at Callahan, really turned on by this new position. She grasped at his shoulders as he pushed more of his cock in, slamming down with force.
“Uhhh, feels… so good, baby.” She moaned, caressing his face as his thick cock buried deep inside her.
He weighed down on her in the confined space as he moved back and forth, the cramped legroom hurting her a bit but the pleasure of fullness deep inside her with every thrust made her ignore the discomfort. Callahan pressed her down, bringing his weight over with her legs wrapped around his shoulders. His dense butt flexed with each thrust, filling her with excitement as she leaned forward and felt his tight hardness.
“You like that, baby.” He panted, banging down hard. “You like the way my butt clenches with each hump.”
“Yeah, oh, fuck yeah…” She moaned; caressing his face. “I love it.”
“And I’m going to cum pretty soon… deep inside you.” His breathing grew strained.
“Oh, Roger…” She moaned, slipping her hand down to her throbbing clit. “I love this… this is the best fuck ever... and the first with an actor.”
“Yeah…” He grunted with a laugh. “And it’s not all an act.”
She laughed and her belly quivered. His strokes grew more insistent and powerful, as she rubbed her clitoris, swirling two fingers over it while his cock slammed in and out of her pussy.
“Oh gaawwd…” She whimpered. “This is awesome; I’m going to cum so hard now…”
She gasped and moaned, raking her nails over his chest and shoulders as a really strong orgasm, the like she could never forget, ripped through her. She felt his cock swelling up even bigger inside her pussy as she came all over it. She knew he was going to cum real hard; there was no holding back now.
Callahan threw back his head and groaned as hot streaks of his splashing fluids erupted inside her swallowing pussy. He kept on humping her as he came in a never ending rush. She wriggled under his bulk as he pushed her legs off his shoulders and pressed down on her. He mumbled something incomprehensive as he emptied his load into her; she kissed his face, ignoring his ramblings and the smudges all over her eyeglasses.
“Oh, yeah!” She moaned, peering into the camera phone she had hidden over the dashboard of the car. “This is going to do the trick real good.”
“Oh, yeah, baby.” He groaned, looking up at her satisfied face.
“It’s the best afternoon hitchhike I ever had.” She purred.
“Oh, shit!” He suddenly sat up. “Oh Fuck… it’s past three… I’m late to pick up my kid.”
“Oh, he’ll be safe, don’t worry about it.” She drawled, squeezing her thighs together and milking out the last of his ebbing orgasm.
“You’re not really a student of St. Michaela’s are you?” He smiled. “My kid’s a girl and it’s an all-girl convent school.”
“Oops, you caught me out.” Jenna laughed. “See, I am a bad girl after all.”
***
“You’re a bad girl, all right.” Olivia Swede threw back her dark haired head and laughed. “This is amazing; you actually got it all on camera. From start to finish.”
“Yeah,” Darla joined in. “Can’t believe that cop showed up and almost got you two in real trouble.”
“Yeah, I was totally freaking out then.” Jenna grinned. “But as you saw, Roger’s amazing. Lucky the cop was a fan of his.”
“That was sweet.” Olivia laughed. “Him signing an autograph for a Diane, the same name as his bitchy wife.”
“Let’s have some of the best bits edited pronto and drop the CD at the Callahan residence, addressed to the bitch.” Jillian said, firing up the video editing software on her laptop computer.
“Yeah, you do that, Jill.” Olivia nodded. “While we set up out next hit.”
“It’s Ruth Gordon next.” April smiled at her avenging angels. “And her husband Alex is a mountain of a man.”
“We hear he’s a Mr. America or something. He’s as big as Hulk Hogan.” Jenna laughed.
“It’ll take more than one of us to work that guy.” Olivia shook her head. “He’s also a firefighter so we know he’s tough.”
“I thought you’d be taking care of him.” April looked at her best friend. “You’re the biggest, toughest gal I know.”
“Sure am, Baby.” The tall Amazonian girl laughed. “But this calls for some double action.”
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sp; “I agree.” Darla added. ‘We nominated Britney and Heather to down this guy. Between them, Alex Gordon doesn’t have a prayer.”
“The Gordon family is on a camping trip tomorrow and we know that part of the woods really well.” Heather laughed, twirling her blonde hair lazily on her finger.
“Yeah, leave this to us.” Britney, the other lithe blonde chipped in. “We love guys with really big muscles.”