'Ummm, baby,' she said softly. 'You feel so good. You're making me feel so good.'
'Yeah, baby,' he grunted. 'Yeah!'
She felt the first delicious shiver go up her back and she pressed herself oven tighter against him.
'Now give it to me,' she begged. 'Give it to me really hard. Fuck me!'
He knew what she wanted and once more he began to slam his big cock into her savagely.
She heard the steady slap of his balls against her and each stroke made her tingle all over.
'God, yes!' she moaned. 'God, yes, I'm going to come. God, yes, I'm coming. Oh fuck, it feels good. It feels so fucking good. Oh fuck! FUCKKKKK!'
It was fantastic. A great sense of relief went over her as she flooded his thick cock with her juices. She raised her ass off the car seat one last time as she pulled his staff deep within her.
'Oh, baby,' she said. 'That was nice. You know how to use it.'
She was aware of him pulling his cock out of her and she wondered why. He straightened up and he grabbed the back of her head. She found herself being pulled down toward his thick, juice-covered cock.
'No,' she said. 'I've never done anybody all the way before.'
'Do me,' he said.
It was not a request. His cock was pushed under her nose and she felt his strong fingers tightening on the back of her neck.
'Don't come in my mouth,' she pleaded with him.
'Don't worry, sugar,' he assured her. 'I won't come in your mouth.'
He pressed her face harder against his cock and she opened her lips. Immediately the rubbery crown was pushed against her teeth. She parted her teeth and his crown went past. She could taste his salty fluid mixed with her own fluids. He had a strong male odor of sweat and salt.
'God, baby,' he said softly.
He thrust into her mouth and she felt his staff go deep. His cock-head pressed snugly against the back of her throat. He withdrew his cock partly and thrust again.
'Shit,' he said softly. 'Shit, your mouth feels good. Shit, it feels fantastic!'
She had no control over his actions. He began to mouth-fuck her. His thrusts were gentle, but they still filled her mouth and almost made her choke. Both his hands were in her hair and he forced her head in the direction he wanted it to go.
'Baby,' he groaned. 'Use your tongue a little while I fuck you. Use your tongue.'
She tried to follow his directions and do exactly as he wanted. She could feel the slap of his balls against her chin each time he drove into her mouth. His thrusts began to get faster, deeper, and she knew he was ready to come.
She knew he was lying about coming in her mouth. There was no boy alive who would be able to pull his cock away. She knew she was going to taste a boy's cum. She prepared herself for it, or at least she tried.
No amount of preparation could have prepared her for the thick wad of jism that suddenly filled her throat.
'Jesus Christ!' Bobby screamed. 'Jesus, I'm coming in your mouth! I'm coining in your mouth! JESUS CHRIST!!'
He spurted a river of thick, hot jism. She swallowed and choked and then she gasped for breath. Still, he didn't release her. His jism escaped the sides of her mouth and dripped to her firm mounds. Still, he kept driving his cock in.
She sputtered as he finally gave her the last of his fluid and he slowly pulled his cock out. She could taste his jism all in her mouth. She had swallowed a great deal of it.
'God,' he moaned. 'You were fantastic, Debbie. The best fuck I've had in a tong time!'
Debbie found a piece of cloth to wipe her mouth.
'Over here,' the man was saying, 'is a classic example of…'
Diane quit listening. She wasn't interested in the flowers in the park. She'd seen flowers before. The only reason she'd agreed to come on the field trip was that Mr. Kinkaid had chosen her to come alone.
'He's watching you,' Debbie whispered. 'I think I'm getting jealous.'
'What are you babbling about?' Diane asked.
'You know who I mean,' Debbie said. 'And don't pretend you don't. Mr. Kinkaid's watching you.'
'Quit being silly,' Diane said.
Diane knew her friend was not being silly. Mr. Kinkaid had been watching her. Now and then she would look up to find his amused eyes on her. She felt uncomfortable around him since the day she'd watched him with Mrs. Jones.
Yet, it was that same uncomfortable feeling that caused her to want to be around him. Her feelings just confused her.
'Damn it,' Diane said. 'I wish that I hadn't decided to come along today.'
'Why not?' Debbie asked.
'Because I'm really not interested in this park,' Diane answered. 'A boy asked me up to the lake today and I should have went along.'
Debbie couldn't understand the changes her friend had been going through. Lately she didn't seem the same Diane. Diane cussed more and seemed mad about something.
'Maybe something cool to drink would help,' Debbie said. 'I'll go and get us a Coke.'
'Good idea,' Diane said.
Diane watched her friend walk away and wondered why she couldn't walk like that. Diane had a better body but wasn't as free with it. Debbie could cause boys' heads to turn just by walking.
Diane looked away and looked at Mr. Kinkaid.
She realized that his eyes had been on Debbie's behind, also, and Diane blushed a fierce red.
He started walking toward her and there was no place for her to go. She stood very still as he walked up to her. She felt even more uncomfortable with him so close.
'Your friend gone for good?' he asked.
'Oh, no,' Diane said. 'She's just gone for something cool to dunk.'
'Good idea,' he said softly. 'But I bet it would take a river to cool you off.'
'What do you mean?' Diane asked. She felt that same hot redness at her cheeks.
'I saw you,' he said. 'I saw you watching.'
'You saw what?' she asked.
She couldn't believe it. Why hadn't he said something? Why hadn't he stopped? It just couldn't be true. He couldn't have seen her.
'I saw you,' he repeated. 'You got your eyes full. That Mrs. Jones is quite a piece.'
'Oh, my God,' Diane said softly.
She knew there was little use in trying to deny it.
She'd been there and he'd seen her. She blushed even redder as she thought that he must have seen her with her fingers in her panties.
Matt Kinkaid took her arm and started pulling her away from the crowd.
'Mr. Kinkaid,' she protested weakly. 'Where are we going?'
'Call me Matt,' he said. 'After all, we know each other pretty well.'
'But where are we going?' she asked.
'Just out of here,' he said. 'We need to get away before your friend comes back.'
She felt her heart pounding as he pulled her off the path and into the dark shadows of the trees. She was scared, but she was even more frightened of trying to resist.
'We shouldn't be back here,' she said. 'I've got rules about leaving the path.'
'Don't worry,' he assured her.
He stopped puffing her when he got her into the middle of the woods. She could hear voices from the path, but she could see no one.
'Sit down,' he said. 'We need to talk.'
It was warm enough to sit on the ground. She hoped the grass wouldn't stain her shorts. She saw his eyes go over her and she shivered. There was obvious hunger in his eyes. He sat down beside her and put his hand on her
