by Bridy McAvoy
She heard Colin groan out loud as she did so and she hollowed out her cheeks as she sucked greedily on it. Christ this was getting her hot again. She allowed part of him to slip back out giving her the opportunity to run her tongue over the tip savouring the taste of his pre-cum as it leaked out in prodigious quantities.
She enveloped him again and began a plunging motion with her head drawing more and more of him into her oral cavity as she bobbed lower on his manhood. When the end of his penis touched the back of her throat he went wild.
Suddenly Colin took over. He pulled her head off and literally threw her back across the cab. In shock she felt him roughly pull her legs towards him and push them up to the ceiling lining. She was now flat on her back with her legs pointing straight up. He plunged on top of her and after a couple of seconds of fumbling as he got into the correct position she felt that familiar length slide into her ready and waiting pussy right to the hilt.
“No Colin, he said a blowjob . . . .”
She gasped out her complaint, terrified that the driver would react to this in an awful way. Even as she did so her body gave the lie to her voice as she began to pump her hips up and down in time with his thrusts.
Realising the futility of resisting the onslaught her own body also raved she turned to look at the driver. Just as his powerful orgasm carried her up and over into her own she realised the driver wasn’t there.
As she came down from the high she desperately tried to get Colin’s attention and point this out to him but he had collapsed breathless on top of her. Then she spotted the six by four card in the closed window where the gun muzzle had been for so long.
Her eyes focused with difficulty and finally the print snapped into focus.
Suddenly Colin raised his head and looked into her shocked face.
“Happy Birthday, Darling! Happy Birthday!”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.