A Good Way To Break Away

The truck cab sat high off the ground. It was a street legal "monster truck" favored by young rednecks with too much money to spare. He was a nice guy and had treated her with care and respect for the trouble she was having with her ex-boyfriend. She knew he wanted her but had held himself at a distance. Over time she had come to like him for it. She liked being in his company and he was good to look at. He looked great in jeans and hiking boots.

"How long do you think we'll be here?" she asked and looked toward the door of the house. It was closed and her best friend and his best friend were inside arguing. The truck sat in the driveway with a canopy of tree branches above them. The light from the westering sun was faltering and darkness loomed in the shadows and corners. She could hear a breathy anticipation building in him.

"No telling," he said. "She was pretty pissed when he went to the pool without her. Was he with somebody else?"

"I think so," she said. She looked out all the windows and saw no one was about. She slid across the bench seat and drew nearer to him. He raised his arms to slide over her shoulders. His heart fluttered in nervous uncertainty. So did hers.

She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. He pulled her closer and brought his mouth to hers. They both took deep breaths and kissed again, then more. Her hand slid down his torso to his crotch. His member was swelling in the tight jeans.

"You got to let me unbutton here. It is getting too crowded in there." She went for the button herself. She kissed on his mouth and cheek as she did so. The button let go and she worked the zipper down. She reached into his tight pants which were near to bursting. She took a handful of his manhood and rubbed it all over. She felt it stiffen as she did so. He breathed deep again.

"Is that better?" she said.

"Oh yeah," he said and sighed heavily.

"Slide them down."

"Huh?"

"Slide your pants off your waist," she said. He planted a foot on the floorboard and lifted himself off the seat. He slid his hand around his waist and pushed the pants down. She reached in his underwear and felt the flesh of his genitalia. She kissed him again and rubbed his stiffening cock.

"Ohh that feels good," he moaned. When his legs wouldn't spread open further, he pushed his pants down to his ankles.

"You like that? See how you like this," she said and adjusted her butt back on the seat bringing her head to his lap. She flicked the end of his penis with her tongue and felt him catch his breath and moan.

"Ooohhh, that's nice," he said and leaned his head back against the headrest. She slid his cock slowly into her mouth. He felt every inch slide in.

"You like that?" she asked and raised herself up to glance out the window before going back down on him, a little more aggressively this time. He moaned again and adjusted himself in the seat to give her access to his full length. A moment or two passed this way.

"Ohh yes," he sighed in a heavy breath. She cupped his balls in her hand rubbing and gently squeezing them. She was in a steady up and down rhythm now. Her hand slid to the base of his shaft and worked it in concert with her mouth.

"I'll tell when I'm close to cumming," he said. She made a noise indicating she heard him but without interupting the proceedings. She had intended to finish him off with her hand and not let him cum in her mouth, not yet. But as she went on, she could feel his cock begin to throb and build up to climax. His legs tensed. She liked the feeling and having him in her control was too exciting.

"OK, I'm right there," he said another moment later, his voice grew tight, his legs stiffened tighter still. She made the sound again accentuating the positive. She decided to let him finish in her mouth but didn't tell him so it would be a surprise, much like the whole act itself. Eventually his cum erupted into her mouth. His breathing turned shallow and fast. He moaned as he did so and his body shook. She took his balls in her hand and cupped them, massaging them gently as his body shook in orgasm. He bucked at the hips as he came and her mouth rode him like a bucking bronco. She suckled deeply and let all of his cum into her mouth. His cock swelled throbbing against her tongue with each cum shot. She slowed herself as the orgasm subsided. He was breathing hard and shallow.

After a minute she raised up and sat back. "I think you needed that."

"Oh, I did," he said. "I had no idea you were so good."

"How would you?" she asked almost rhetorically. She wiped her mouth off on her shirt sleeve. She looked at his cock again, saw it was still hard. It was a nice, pretty one with a pleasing symmetrical shape. He pulled his pants back up and buttoned them.

"Please tell me what I can do for you?"

"Hmmm, I think you just did," she said. By letting it happen, she could break free of her ex boyfriend. She had promised to call him that night. She had no intention of doing that, especially now. She knew he was sitting at home waiting for her to call. What she had just done was fun and exciting and wanted more of it. I'm going to do this some more before telling him about it she thought to herself.