-- All characters are in their late twenties --
Sophie sat in the driver's seat of her dark green Toyota Corolla behind the diner. It was a piece of crap from the early 00s. College was expensive and waitressing paid for shit. Usually she had lunch up on the counter - free food is good food, right? Only problem was this asshole hitting on her all morning, still in there drinking shit coffee and talking to his pals. She could sneak into the kitchen later on and grab something between busy periods. Right now was time to let off steam. Time...for a quick snack.
Since Marie and Jess car pooled with Sophie, hers was the only one in the lot. Besides, there was a huge recycling compactor blocking any view into her window from the kitchen door. No way Jacob was coming out for a smoke any time soon; four people came in ordering full plates just as she went on her break.
Sophie kicked off her red converse and shimmied her ass up off the seat slightly to pull down her panties, tossing them in the backseat. Her pink hosepipe gradually unfurled like the frond of an exotic plant. It wasn't terribly thick, but is was long as hell. Her girl draped over the edge of the car seat caressing the top of her shin. Sophie's cock was prehensile, slowly exciting itself against the soft skin of her milky legs. She steadied herself by grabbing the handbrake as her eyes rolled back in anticipation. She perched the balls of her little pink feet up on the dash, the pearlescent white toenail polish dancing in the sunlight. Her wiry delight knocked against the bottom of the steering wheel and curved up towards the sunshield mirror above her head, stiffening in the hot air. She could no longer move it so intricately, but flexed the end to her nose, inhaling her feminine musk like a rose in bloom. Sophie crept into her own mouth like lovers kissing on a first date. With a deep, breathy sigh she flexed her curving shaft in past her teeth. Sophie's head bobbed in silent prayer. She massaged her pride with such a light, soft touch. She held herself in her fingertips the way she used to eat those Calippo ice lolly tubes in the Georgia sun. The sacred sight was accompanied by gentle smacking noises as her lips slid over her warm popsicle. In and out, in and out. Kiss. Kiss. Slurp.
Sophie walked her left hand over her quivering abdomen, splaying fingers over the thick strawberry bush around her puppy's base. She felt it tremble ever so slightly as she rubbed in a scissor motion. Her fingers migrated down, down to her huge, cute balls. She juggled them around joyfully, hips gyrating in kind with sexual frustration. Her feet clamped the dashboard as her cock thrust more forcefully. She grabbed the fabric of the seat, moaning hard into her baby's swollen tip. She couldn't take the sensation anymore. It was all too much. Electricity vibrated from her head to her curling toes. Suddenly, a powerful wave pulsed from deep inside her. The bulge on the front of her girl cock undulated with cum that traveled at light speed towards her mouth. Sophie's entire lower half rose up off the seat. The salty sweet tang of her womanly load crashed against the roof of her mouth, rebounding onto a willing tongue. The warmth and the relief. My god how she lived for this. More female gifts shot up her length. Sophie eagerly swallowed her prize. She could feel her fertile girl-dessert trickle down her throat. Pump. Pump. Pump. It kept on coming. She cooed through her nose as her ass settled back on the car seat. Sophie's toes decoupled from the plastic console with a sweaty peel, suspended in mid-air curl. She clasped both hands around the top of her bottle and suckled on the nourishing milk within. Minutes passed in comfortable, orgasmic bliss.
Stomach full, Sophie pulled her cock from her lips with a pop. A long sliver of saliva and cum dangled between. She was still horny. Climbing up onto her knees she directed her baseball bat in underneath the space between the steering wheel and the dash. Grabbing onto the wheel with both hands, Sophie began thrusting. Her tip rubbed angrily over the console. She imagined Jess at the other end - taking her girly triumph doggy-style. Like Sophie, Jess was that rare kind of girl who looked good in a shitty waitress uniform. Often Sophie had to leave the diner just to rearrange herself when they were both on shift. Couldn't risk a boner. Not in a skirt like that. When erections threatened to rip her panties apart, Sophie would nestle the tip under her bra. It wasn't a great solution but tucking was better than losing wages.
Sophie threw her head back - blonde curls smacking the headrest. She let go of the wheel and moved both hands to her small, perky breasts. Her bubble butt bounced on her bare, sweaty heels. At the other end her puppy licked the textured mold of the plastic dash. Her delicate foreskin buffered the tip from harm. Sophie's precum flowed steadily from her body. Her female honey marinated the entire console, dripping down the air con's plastic grills. It helped lubricate her hard tip over the rough plastic.
Sophie's moans grew louder. There was a longing in their song, like a bird crying for freedom for a cage. With a sharp squeal her thrusts subsided, oscillating slower along her length. Her body spasmed. Once again she felt an overwhelming pull at her groin, the desire to annihilate thought and give into base desire. The first few shots merely spurted over the dash. Nothing to get excited about. As soon as she saw the early loads land more followed, deeper and stronger like a dirty faucet cleaning itself out. Her hot woman milk erupted across the car, splashing up the windscreen and slapping her in the face. It just kept coming. Sophie's orgasm reared again - the warm tingling exploding like a million tiny suns from her core. Sophie's cock was doing something it had never done. This was uncharted territory. She felt like she was going to piss herself. In a panic she reached for her shaft, but was thrown back into the seat by a powerful surge down below. Sophie made a sound she'd never heard. It was a crescendo of guttural howls. A steady flow of womanly meal leapt out from her hose for five whole seconds. She could've put out a house fire with it. She screamed in unfathomable ecstasy. She couldn't believe one woman could endure this much pleasure and not spontaneously explode.
The car was completely destroyed. She couldn't see out of any of the windows. Sophie sunk into the seat, out of breath and sated.
A knock on the passenger door.
Fuck.
'Hey, are you alright, girl? Looks like something exploded inside your car...
...Soph? Helloooooo'
'Aaahhhh uh yeah! Something...exploded, um inside my car. Yes. Yeah. Yeah! It was a shock...I'm-'
Sophie forgot to lock the doors. How could she be so horny she forgot to lock the fucking doors?
Jess pulled the handle and stepped into the passenger seat. She went statue-still, running her eyes across Sophie's half-naked form. She stupidly went to grab her breasts, forgetting that was the only part of her that WAS covered. Jess's expression melted into pity.
'Awww it's okay baby, you're okay. I won't tell anyone. How long have you been hiding this, you poor thing'
As she spoke, Jess ran the back of her hand down Sophie's heaving girldick. She was a city of veins. Jess walked her fingertips over its streets and avenues, stopping every so often to take in the sights. She began talking to Sophie's cock.
'Aw you're a good girl, aren't you? You must have had a loooong day, hmm?'
Her tone was calming. Sophie fell under her spell as the flaccid cock wagged back and forth uncontrollably between her thighs. She was panting softly now, her eyelids half-closed. Jess looked up at Sophie and smiled lovingly. She knew she was safe then. She knew Jess would keep her secret. Sophie bit her index finger and smiled bashfully at Jess, still petting and praising.
'Who's a good girl? Yeah? You are. Good girl. Mmmhmm. So good and long and soft! Yes you are'
Sophie's cock rose up in the air, nodding along to the praise.
Sophie stretched her legs across the seats. Jess massaged her sweaty soles. Her snake started twisting in mid air.
'Jess...I'm sorry about the mess. Your uniform's ruined and it's all-'
