"Wife in the back seat" - читать интересную книгу автора (Crane David)

CHAPTER TWO

Dolly Donovan was a delectable young lady, with tawny blonde hair and big blue eyes and the nubile, bouncy sort of body that made men drool.

She had high, round tits and a tight, trim ass and a set of legs that seemed to have been especially designed to wrap around a guy's ass while he ticked her.

Dolly was really looking forward to having a driver's license and, she hoped, her own car. None of the boys that she dated owned a car and only occasionally got to borrow their parents' cars, and Dolly was tired of getting fucked in the park and under the bleachers at the football stadium.

With her own transportation, the insatiable little minx figured she could get lots more prick in relative privacy and comfort.

She could even drive to another town and pick up strange guys for naughty fun, without further damaging what was left of her reputation.

So she went to take her driving test eagerly.

The only trouble was that Dolly didn't really know how to drive very well…

She settled behind the wheel and drove off okay, making sure that her short skirt rode well up her slim, shapely thighs, hoping to influence the examiner by her physical charms.

Dolly was accustomed to getting her own way when she smiled bewitchingly at men.

But the examiner, a tall, handsome man, looked stern and strict at first.

Then he began to look worried, as she had a near-miss with a telephone pole and spent some time driving on the wrong side of the road.

When he asked her to parallel park, she failed miserably. She thought that was silly, anyhow. One never had to parallel park at the drive-in movie or the local lover's lane, and where else would she be parking?

The examiner was close to panic, rolling his eyes and turning pale, when she mounted the curb and traveled for a short distance down the sidewalk.

He told her to pull over, which she did, and then he sat there, catching his breath.

"Have I passed?" Dolly chirped, giving him that dazzling smile that usually worked so well.

"Miss, you are without a doubt the worst driver to ever take this test," he replied.

"I failed, huh?" she sighed.

He turned to stare at her, about to make another sarcastic comment. But now that they were no longer in motion, nor in peril, the examiner had a chance to examine the young girl. She might not be able to drive, he thought, but she sure looked like she could fuck.

His gaze traveled up her bare, suntanned legs. Her skirt was so high he could almost see her crotch.

And Dolly, quite aware of where the man was looking, squirmed and got her skin up just a bit higher.

He gasped when he saw that the nubile teenager wasn't even wearing any panties.

He stared openly at her bushy blonde vee, and Dolly giggled and parted her thighs a bit more, so that he was able to see into her crotch better.

Her cunt was wet and open, the coral pussy-lips unfurled, the cunt-slot soaking with her juices.

He licked his lips.

"Is-is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?" she whispered.

His lips moved, but only a sputtering sound came out. His vocal cords seemed to have a hard-on.

Dolly arched her back, thrusting her tits out and tilting her pussy up. She was willing to do whatever he wanted to convince him to give her a license. She would have, anyhow, since he was a good-looking guy but she could see that he looked hungrier than anything else.

"Have you had lunch yet?" she chirped.

"N-no," he stammered.

He looked at her grinning face for a moment, but then his gaze returned to her creamy crotch.

"You'd like to eat me, wouldn't you?" Dolly purred. "You're hungry for my pussy, right?"

The man groaned. He knew that he wasn't allowed to take a bribe in any form, and he certainly wasn't supposed to suck off student drivers. And he was normally a man who went by the book and followed the rules.

But how could he resist the temptation? Dolly had spread her lovely legs even wider and was tipping her groin up as if her pussy were a delectable shellfish she was offering on a hairy tray.

She hadn't worn any panties because she thought, that a glimpse of her pussy might make the examiner more agreeable, but feeding it to him was even better.

"Go ahead – I won't tell," she promised. He lost all of his inhibitions. His nostrils were flaring as he inhaled, breathing in the pussy-perfume that was permeating the car.

"C'mon – don't be shy," she coaxed him. "Sink your tongue up my cunt and cream me off."

With a groan, he slipped down onto the floor of the car, moving clumsily, because his prick was sticking up like an auxiliary gearshift.

He knelt between her legs and gazed longingly at her swampy pussy, flicking his tongue across his trembling lips as if he were getting it limbered up.

Dolly was amused by his lust, but she was also hot to mop her muff on his mouth.

"Eat," she said.

He dove in tongue-first into her crotch. He lapped at her clit, and the blonde girl quivered. He ran his tongue up each unfurled cunt-lip, then used it like a spoon, scooping a mouthful of cunt-juice from her hairy bowl.

He used his tongue alone, at first, flailing and churning and whisking.

Then he clamped his mouth to her cunt slot and began to suck.

His mouth was like a suction cup, and Dolly, was thrilled by the sensation. She jerked her ass up from the seat, grinding her cunt into his ardent face, coating him with cunt-juice from his cheekbones to his chin.

He seemed to be trying to get his face stuck up her cunt to his ears as he pressed in.

Dolly knew for sure that he would give her a driver's license after this – he might even give her a chauffeur's license, if she played her cards right.

He stabbed his tongue in as he sucked on her cunt, French-kissing her fuck-hole.

Cunt-juice was running down his chin lavishly, getting thicker and creamier as he worked the sexy girl up towards the frantic peak of passion.

Cupping his hands under the round cheeks, of her ass, he lifted her pussy higher as he dined in the hot lunchbox of her nubile loins.

Dolly clamped her thighs around his head, then hooked her knees over his shoulders as he gobbled her gash. She jerked her feet up, placing her heels on the dashboard.

"Yeah, yeah! Drive that tongue up me!" she wailed. "Drive it deep!"

She wanted to make sure that the examiner remembered that this was a driving test.

He fucked his tongue into her pussy and his lips worked voraciously on the slot. She jerked and pumped, giving him a fuck-hole facial.

"Ooooohhhhh – you suck good!" she panted.

"Mumpfffff – glubbbbb!" he sputtered, as she filled his mouth with cunt-nectar.

Then the girl began to melt and, for a time, she forgot all about her driver's license as she lost herself to pure lust on his lapper.