Chapter 28: On The Way Home
If you are driving along the A6093 between Dalkeith and Haddington, just after you enter Pencaitland there is a turning on the right, immediately after the malting works, that leads up a dirt track road to the Pencaitland Railway carpark (if you are going in the opposite direction, it's on the left just before you leave the village, just look out for the Saltire flying next to the turn-off). The railway line has long been disused and the tracks are gone but, during the day, it is a popular route for walkers, cyclists and horse riders. After dark, the carpark has been known to play host to other activities.
Somehow, it was in that very carpark that Gary and I found ourselves yesterday evening.
Why were we there? Well, Gary had been playing rugby in Haddington and we'd spotted it on our way there and decided it might be worth a closer look on our way home.
As it happened, Gary's team won a very closely contested match, 18 points to 16, with Gary scoring one of his team's trys and I, naturally, decided that a congratulatory blow-job was in order. To be fair, I'd have quite happily given every member of the winning team a congratulatory blow-job before proceeding to give every member of the losing team a consolation one but, of course, I'm behaving myself these days and, to be honest, I'm quite content to restrict myself to Gary.
Anyway, having driven into the carpark as dusk was settling, and finding it deserted, I quickly set about 'congratulating' Gary on his (and his team's) performance. The engine had barely stopped before I had his cock in my hand, stroking it encouragingly, while telling him what I was about to do.
Thanks to the two and a bit years I spent being George's bit on the side before I met Gary, I've had plenty of experience of going down on guys in cars, so I quickly got myself into position so that I could take his lovely thick cock into my mouth without injuring myself on the gear stick.
"Oh fuck! That's good!" he gasped as I slid my lips down his shaft, taking him in deeper and deeper until his swollen knob lodged in the back of my throat. I began to work my lips back and forth, sometimes slowly, sometimes fast, occasionally slipping his cock out of my mouth so that I could swirl my tongue over and around his knob. As I gorged myself on his cock, Gary kept up a running commentary, telling me how good it felt and how much of a dirty little slut I was, sucking him off in the car where any passers-by could see us.
I still find it quite amusing that Gary, who is normally quite quiet and serious, almost to the point of shyness, transforms into such a filthy-talking, sometimes domineering lover. Actually, I find it quite a turn-on that I'm able to bring out that side of him. I always enjoy it when my partner lets me know how much they are appreciating my efforts and Gary can often be pretty graphic in the way he voices his approval of my attentions.
Anyway, I did my best to comply with his demands to, "Suck harder!" and, "Take it all!" Funnily enough, there's no hardship involved in doing something you enjoy and it probably comes as no surprise to anyone reading this that sucking on a nice hard cock is one of my favourite recreational activities, second only to being fucked senseless by said nice hard cock.
Sucking hard as my lips slid along his length, it didn't take long for me to get Gary close to boiling point. Breathing hard, with his fingers twisted in my hair, his hips began to thrust, driving his cock deep into my hungry mouth.
"I'm going to cum in your mouth!" he groaned. "I'm going to shoot my load right down your slutty throat!"
I slid my lips up until only Gary's swollen knob remained in my mouth. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and began pumping up and down, my hand blurring as it moved.
I felt him tense. "Julie! Oh fuck! Julie!" he roared as his cock erupted, filling my mouth with jet after jet of hot, thick, sticky cum. I swallowed his initial spurts quickly. As his eruption subsided, I let it pool in my mouth, allowing me to savour its rich taste before sending it on its way, down my throat and into my stomach.
