Big Black Dodge Ram [mf]
I used to drive a black Dodge 1500 Ram. It had pretty basic features with a bench seat and a folddown middle console in the front. I asked a guy that I was dating if he wanted to go to an NFL game downtown which meant heading downtown around 10am on a Sunday for a 12pm kickoff. There were a couple different ways to get downtown from where I lived: highway or parallel side streets.
I told him to drive and take the streets. He drove a corolla so he was excited for the opportunity. After we got out of my neighborhood and I had already finished my first Coors Light, I asked him if he wanted road head. He looked at me as if I was crazy but I thought this was normal behavior for a woman that wanted to impress a guy that she was dating. The bench seating in the truck is ideal for road head.
After giving him a look that translated into ‘I am serious and not joking’, he started to unbutton his pants. I undid my seatbelt, buckled it behind me and leaned down to assist. I whispered to him and told him to keep his eyes on the road and both hands on the wheel. His limp dick was slowly awakening as I lightly licked just the tip of his cock. As more blood started to rush through him, my mouth covered his dick. I took his moans of pleasure as approval.
I deep throat my date and gently close the back of my throat so that it lightly compresses his tip. I pretend to make a gagging sound, salvia dripping down the side of my mouth and moving down his shaft. My left hand jerks him, my mouth sucks on his tip and my right hand cups his balls. I manage to get into a rhythm to the music. I rotate between deep throating and sucking on the tip of his dick. My head moving up and down. Based on his grunts of satisfaction, I decide my next move.
I feel myself getting turned on and my thong getting wet. My date hasn't moved his hands and maintained his eyes on the road. Either he was terrified of getting too distracted or being caught? I realize we were getting closer to the downtown area. I kicked my skills into next gear and move quicker. I removed my right hand from his balls and moved it to his thigh. I squeeze his thigh and slide my hand up and down. My mouth and left hand remain on his cock. I twist my left wrist like I am operating a wrench on his dick. I dial in and focus on making this guy cum before we park in the open lot. His dick is rock hard and I know he is struggling to both drive and release his load in my mouth. Between sucking and licking his dick, I give him polite approval to cum in my mouth and to do it now.
I don't know if he was waiting for my consent or if he just needed to hear that it was time for him to cum, but his intense sigh of relief and pure pleasure were a well deserved compliment. He put the truck in park. My right hand that was on his thigh, moved down my pants to feel how soaked I had become. I swallowed the load that had accumulated in my mouth and pulled my hand out of my pants to investigate. When I picked up my head and leaned on my left elbow, I first made eye contact with my driver then switched to my right hand. I moved my right hand closer to my mouth and guided my fingers into my mouth then slowly turned my head back to my date, fingers still in my mouth. He opens a beer, pants still unzipped and limp dick recovering from the previous 20 minutes. I sit up and ask for a sip of his beer. Silently we sit and pregame a few more beers before walking to the stadium. It was a fun Sunday but I never went out with him again!