He groaned and rubbed his erection through his pants. “God, Annie, you’re so sexy.” On his knees, he unzipped his pants and pushed down his briefs. He was an impressive fella, above average length, decently thick, and veiny. I'd certainly met worse.
“Sit back,” I said, shoving his shoulder to push him back onto his butt. At that point, his ass was almost on the dirt. I wrapped my hand around him and pushed my ass in the air as I dipped my mouth to his cock. He was extremely hard, his tip salty withprecum as I played my tongue around it. He sat up, pulling my skirt up to grab my ass while I sucked him.
“Annie, fuck. This is, wow.” He put his hand on the back of my head, gently grabbing some of my hair. “You’re so pretty.”
I popped my lips off the tip to his delighted hiss. “Can I ride your face?”
Nick’s jaw dropped. “Fuck yeah, you can.”
I spun around and settled my knees beside Nick’s head, facing his body so I could keep my mouth on him. Can’t say I’d ever done 69 outside before in my life. So long, good girl Annie.
“Just hold your tongue out and let me do the work,” I told him.
He let out an awed “oh my God” and I rolled my hips over his mouth. I bent forward and got back to work on his cock, adding extra spit to make the ride smoother. 69 can be tough, in that it’s tough to focus on what you’re giving and the pleasure you’re getting. Nick was clearly focused on the getting.
“Tongue out,” I reminded him gently after he seemed to have sucked so long that it could leave a hickey.
He responded with a sound you can only make with your tongue out and I struggled not to laugh. Focus. I took him as far into my mouth as I could, cupping his balls. They tightened in my hand, giving warning that he was close.
He groaned, but then the groan didn’t stop.
Then I realized the groan was the sound of tires approaching. Bright lights penetrated the bush we were behind.
It was at that moment that Nick let go in my mouth, his fingertips sinking into my ass. As I was struggling to swallow down the not-small amount he gave me, a flashlight shined down on us, obscuring whoever was holding it.
“Well, lookie what we have here.”
I glanced up, Nick’s cock still in my mouth, gagging on perhaps the biggest load I’d ever received, with my ass bare over his face. Nick jolted to pull my skirt down and I had a momentary debate as to whether it was worse for me to be caught with my mouthfull or to expose his whole dick by taking my mouth off. The blinding light made me squint, and I tried not to bite down. Just because he bit me didn’t mean I should bite back. I sat up and shielded my hands over his erection, tugging up my dress where he’d been playing with my boobs.
“You know there are hotel rooms here, right?” came the voice.
“Yes, sir,” Nick said, his mouth glistening with my arousal. This was absolutely mortifying.
The guard left us to get put back together, and we made a humiliated march back to our rooms.
* * *
Kitty stirred when I walked in. I tried to tiptoe, but she was already gearing up for an interrogation.
“Where have you been?” she asked with a sleepy grin.
“Just out,” I squeaked.
“Out?” she raised her eyebrows.
“Yeah. Having drinks,” I tried.
She sat up as I removed my earrings and put them on the nightstand. She reached for my head. “Drinks that left you with a leaf in your hair?”
“Um.” My neck and ears flashed hot.
Kitty narrowed her eyes. “Annie, what’s going on with Roger? It’s not like you to cheat.”
It’snot like me to be somebody’s mistress either but . . .
I caved. But I didn’t feel like diving into the whole truth. “He stood me up on the way here. So, I dumped him.”
“He stood you up? That motherfucker!” Her jaw set. “Obviously, I hated him all along, but I acknowledge that you’re probably sad and that sucks.”
