Page 127 of Nuts

I exhaled a sharp breath, and then sucked one in. It felt so good.

“Crap,” I gasped.

“Being fingered in the driveway beats getting fingered on the couch, doesn’t it?”

I nodded. “I think so.”

He slid his finger in and out a few times, and then teased my clit. I glanced over each shoulder. It was slowly becoming darker, but I could still see the silhouettes of all the homes, their landscape, and the cars.

The sound of him unbuckling his belt caught my attention. My eyes shot to his lap. I gawked as he pulled his stiff cock out and began to stroke it. “Turn around and ride me.”

“Right here?”

“Right here.”

“How?”

“Lower that little wet pussy down on my cock. Just act like you’re sitting on my lap. It’s an advantage of wearing a dress.”

I wagged my knees back and forth. Although riding his dick in a rickety lawn chair while the neighbors watched through their windows was on my list of will nots, my throbbing pussy made arguing with his request impossible.

With slight reluctance, I turned around. With my eyes fixed on the neighbor’s porch, I slowly lowered myself into his lap. Long before my thighs came in contact with his, I felt the tip of his cock begin to penetrate me.

Dear God.

Bracing myself with quivering legs, I took every inch of him into me. Slowly. When I was finally resting on his lap, I let out a sigh of accomplishment.

“Holy cow. That felt good.”

He let out a laugh. “We’re not done.”

“I know. I was just saying. That was awesome.”

He leaned forward, kissed my neck, and then moved his mouth to my ear. “Ride. My. Cock.”

My eyes fell closed. I drew a breath and then nodded. “Okay.”

With the precision of a driveway sex guru, I bucked my hips at a methodical pace, taking him into me fully with each downward thrust.

His girth stretched me to a point of complete satisfaction, and his length reminded me of my limitations each time I overeagerly strove to force all of him inside of me.

I opened my eyes.

Two houses over, the neighbor peered out his window.

Yes, Mr. Kline, I’m fucking the man I love in the driveway.

And. It. Feels. Great.

I slowed my pace upon seeing him, and then decided it didn’t matter, and I didn’t care. Within seconds I was back into my rhythm, taking every inch of cock that Percy offered me.

I watched Mr. Kline curiously as he watched me. The excitement of it all began to fill me. My body began to tingle. I wanted to reach climax so bad, but I further wanted Percy to do the same.

I felt his arm against my right thigh. Then, his fingertip began circling my clit.

I bucked my hips wildly. He teased my swollen nub. Within seconds, I couldn’t take another second of it.

“Come,” I breathed. “With me.”