Anything He wants

Her whole body shook as her ass vibrated around my shaft and squeezed that elastic band event tighter around me. I released all the pent-up heat that had compounded during the day into her depths. Then another and another came as she writhed under me with her orgasm causing her to throw back her head and in abandonment.

As I was getting dressed beside the car, she threw on a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt with a college logo.

“I hope you don’t mind if I keep your card.”

“By all means,” I said, “but I don’t go into the city to fix cars.”

“Well, you never know when this poor old Jag is going to die out on a deserted country road. I might even be having car trouble in this area next weekend. You just never know.” I laughed.

“Well, you know who to call if you need someone to get under your hood and get your engine running again!”

* * * * *

Kerry, as I soon learned was the Jag girl’s real name, had car trouble more often than not on the weekends that summer. I soon found out that there was very little that Kerry didn’t love about sex. And I found out that there was a rich boyfriend, David, who bored her to death with the missionary position, his distaste for the scent of pussy, and his abhorrence (her word, not mine) for dirty talk. When she wanted a real fucking she came to me. When she wanted a hard cock to suck on, she came to me. And when she wanted to be a dirty little whore with her ass in the air begging to be filled, she came to me.

One Saturday afternoon, she pulled into McCormin’s. I was under a car at the time and didn’t see her, but the deafening silence that rolled over the shop made me come out to see what was up. There was a cluster of guys looking through the door to the convenience store. When I peeked through them, all I could see was a pair of very familiar familiar-looking-eeks hanging out of a pair of denim cut offcut-off stopped off some long slender brown legs that only a week ago had been wrapped around my waist, pulling my cock deeper into her hungry tunnel.

I heard giggles and I realized that Kerry was talking to Jessie. Then Jessie was calling my name.

“Brian, honey. Get over here. You’ve got a special request!”

The guys started to hoot and holler and my face turned ten shades of red.

“Brian,” said Jessie, “she says you’ve worked on her car before? The Jaguar out front?”

“Umm, ya. You’re the one who had some car trouble on Route 43 earlier this summer right? I remember your car. Great equipment under that hood.”

“Yes, that’s me,” said Kerri.

“She’d like you to do an oil change this afternoon,” Jessie said.

“I’ve been having a hard time finding a mechanic who treats her gently,” Kerry explained.

“Well, I guess I can take some time in about fifteen minutes. I have to finish off this other car first but if you can wait I’ll take care of you as soon as I can.”

“Ok,” Kerry agreed. “You’ll keep me company right?” she asked

Jessie.

A little while later, I was finishing up the oil change. I looked towards the front of the shop as I drove the Jag out of the garage and saw Kerry and Jessie sitting on the ice freezer likely melting all the damn ice, I thought to myself. They were giggling with their heads close together in a way that made me just a little bit worried and a little turned on at the same time. I had images of Kerry and Jessie naked in the same room and it was making me hard again. Damn these, women! How come I couldn’t get control over this damn dick?

When Kerry saw me, she jumped off and sauntered towards me, her braless tits jiggling beneath the thin cotton of her baby blue t-shirt. What the fuck was it with chicks these days? Didn’t anyone wear bras anymore?

“Did you say anything?” I whispered as I held the door for her.

“About what?” she asked, looking up at me through her lashes as if she was little Miss Innocent.

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“Oh, to Jessie you mean? No Jessie has her mind on other things.”

“What do you mean?”

“Later same place tonight,” Kerry said and then sped off.

A little before midnight I pulled the Challenger into the drive of an old, deserted farm yard. Kerry and I had since found a more discreet spot for our clandestine meetings. My childhood friend, Kevin, had grown up on this farm, but his dad had died in a farming accident when he was fifteen. His mom committed suicide a few months later and Kevin went to live with his uncle in Canada. Although Kevin still had ownership of the land and the house, he had no desire to live here. He had a family in Canada and a life of his own up there. For some reason though, he couldn’t bring himself to sell it and he had sent me a key a few years back and asked me to check on it from time to time. I had shown Kerry where the key was hidden so she could meet me here, instead of out in the bushes.

I could see the tail end of the Jag peeking out of the garage so I parked and headed for the house. As I approached the door I could hear distinctly feminine moans coming from inside the door.

Why that little cunt, I thought. She’s fucking someone else in my space! I opened the door as quietly as possible, determined to catch her in the act. The moans were louder now and I was royally pissed.

When I walked into the living room where we kept a mattress on the floor I was expecting to see her doing something slutty but I certainly wasn’t expecting what I saw. Kerry was on her knees with her sweet ass in the air and her face buried between someone’s legs. But it wasn’t a man writhing in pleasure under her talented tongue it was a woman! The woman was blindfolded and her arms were above her head, held firmly in place by a rope attached to the bars of the old heating register.

“What was that?” the girl asked just after I walked in the room.

“Nothing Jessie,” Kerry said as she turned towards me, putting her index finger to her lips. “Just the wind.”

When I looked again, I realized it ras Jessie laying there, blindfolded and completely naked and vulnerable to Kerry’s aattention Kerry went back to work on Jessie’s pussy. Occasionally, she’d stop to fondle Jessie’s breasts. My cock was rock hard as I watched. When Kerry moved up beside Jessie and her tongue reached out and began to lap at Jessie’s large pink nipples, I gave in to my urge to stroke myself. Why hold back? This was every man’s fantasy and Kerry obviously intended for me to enjoy myself.

As Kerry sucked at those beautiful tits, she moved her hand down to Jessie’s swollen cunt lips. She was dripping in juice and she raised her hips to meet Kerry’s hand. I stroked my full nine inches as Kerry’s fingers disappeared inside her.

“Jessie you are so wet! Does Chet make you wet like this?” She dipped one finger inside Jessie’s quivering hole.

“No.”

“Does Chet make you come?”

She slid another finger inside Jessie and began to rub her clitty with her thumb.

“No, never.”

“Do you want me to make you come, Jessie?”

She removed her fingers and began to pluck away at that hard little nub. She pulled and gently twisted it, teasing Jessie without any mercy.

“Yes! Please , Kerry! I need to come so bad.”

“Tell me what how you want me to make you come,” Kerry demanded as her head lowered back to a nipple. She actually took that long nipple between her teeth and pulled. Jessie arched her back and sucked in her breath.

“Tell me!”

“Would you please lick my pussy again? No one’s ever done that to me before and it feels so good. I feel like I’m going to explode!”

Kerry moved back to Jessie’s pussy and got serious. Her hands were on Jessie’s tits again, squeezing at her nipples. Jessie was going crazy, bucking and writhing, moaning and crying, “Yes, Kerry, oh my god, yes!”

Kerry, that fucking little tease, had her thighs spread wide. Her lips were spread apart enticingly and I swear I saw her juices running down her thighs. Then, just to push me a little further, she reached between her legs with her hand and sank two fingers into her pretty pink hole. In and out her fingers slid, spreading her juices all over her pussy. She slid her fingers up to her ass and played with it and then shoved them back in her cunt. All the while, she wriggled her bottom for me, making sure I got quite the show. She was hardly moving her hand at all as she rode her fingers, taking them deep into herself.

Jessie’s moans were louder now and she sounded like she was going to erupt all over Kerry’s face any second. Kerry was working herself into quite a tizzy as well as she finger fucked herself. And here I was with my dick in my hands. Well, to hell with this, I thought.

I crept up behind Kerry as quietly as I could manage. I waited for the right moment. Then it came. Jessie began to cry, “Yes, Kerry, oh god, yes, yes…”

I swiftly gathered Kerry’s small wrists in one hand and held them behind her back. As Jessie came I rammed the full length of my cock inside her pussy before Kerry could even say a word. Kerry just kept working away at Jessie’s pussy as I fucked her. Kerry’s well trained muscles pulled my cock deep inside her tunnel. With my hands digging into the soft flesh of her ass, I ploughed her more roughly than I ever had before. Kerry liked her sex rough, but I was just slightly worried that this might be pushing the limits. I couldn’t seem to control myself though. I just kept pounding away at her as Jessie begged and pleaded, thrusting her cunt into Kerry’s lips. I knew I was going to come any second, but when Kerry started pushing against me, her signal that she could take more, I lost control. Jessie came again as I filled Kerry’s cunt with my come.

I quickly pulled out and zipped my jeans as Jessie’s second orgasm subsided. I was out of there. I didn’t want Jessie to know I’d been there. It was going to be hard enough seeing her at work after I’d seen her naked body writhing in pleasure under my Jag girl’s tongue. She was hard to work with before! I couldn’t imagine how I was going to manage seeing her at work now.

The End