I had just turned 18 and, when I was 16, I had learned to drive. I had purchased a used, 1965 Mercury 4-dr sedan with all power with the money I had saved after school and on weekends, working.
We had arranged for me to meet you for lunch in a quaint, very nice restaurant some 23 miles out of town. Just thinking of being with you always gave me a very hard cock, and, this day was no different. It was about 1:30 in the afternoon on this one Saturday, and, when I arrived and walked into the restaurant, I spotted you sitting in a booth in the corner of the restaurant, all alone, waiting. I was on time when I arrived there. When I walked up to the high, circular booth, I gasped, seeing you sit- ting there in a summery, cotton outfit and the first thing I noticed was, how low-cut it was. I walked over to you, leaned down and kissed you on the cheek. Every man's eye was on you as you sat there, looking so fresh and clean, your long, red hair up, and, your intelligent, bright, green eyes sparkling. Your massive breasts stood out, and, with no strain at all, I could see your nipples through the cotton dress. I felt myself getting harder.
"Hi Hoot," she said with a big smile. "Sit down,...won't you?" she said, waving her arm toward the seat. I sat down and the waiter came over, looking at me. "I'll just have some coffee," I told him as I handed him the menu. I noticed you were having a salad and some kabasa sausages. You had one big one on the plate.
I was sitting across from you and you noticed me squirming,....being kinda fidgety. "Whassa' matter, Hoot?" you asked slyly. "Um,...oh, nothing," I lied. "Come on, Hoot,....what's up?" you asked looking down at the table, which would have been at my crotch had the table not been there. Monica knew me well now. My hand moved my cock in my pants kinda quickly and you smiled when you saw my upper arm move. "Is....that monster,....giving you problems again?" you asked. "Well,....." was all I said. "We're going to take care of it,....this afternoon," you said.
Monica was always very sexy around me. In fact, it was practically all we did. You jammed your fork into the sausage, raised it and slid it down between your huge tits! You lodged it into your cleavage, then, re- moved the fork. My hand, under the table, was rubbing my cock as it got harder and harder! You smiled, then, with your arms at your side, you clenched and unclenched, over and over, the muscles of your arms, which, in turn, pressed against the sides of your big breasts! In so doing, I watched, in awe, as your tits bunched up and squeezed and un- squeezed around the big sausage.
You heard me when I moaned, "Oh GOD!!!!!" and you smiled. You kept doing it over and over, saying, "THIS is what I'm going to do to you, Hoot,...in your car!" I kept staring down into your cleavage! I always marveled at how full and deep it was. The booth we were sitting in was high and in a half- circle, and, it was leather padded. Only a few people in the row of booths next to us could see us. A young couple, sitting across from us were looking, and, smiling. You slid over on the seat next to me, taking your food with you. Then I felt your hand as it went down and your fingers found and fondled my thick meat on the outside of my trousers. The young couple across from us were glaring, and, their eyes widened as they watched your hand doing a dance on my crotch.
Your eyes were half-shut as your fingers played with my throbbing shaft. "Oh Hoot,...you are soooooo BIG again! I'm going to have this for dessert. Monica wants a nice, big, hot, thick, wet load of your sweet, sweet cream going down her throat!" "UH!!!!!!" I moaned as my body squirmed. The young couple across from us were agape, hardly believing what they were seeing, and, they didn't seem to mind a bit. "Keep doing what you are doing, Monica, and, you might have to end up drinking it,....right here!" I warned. "Okay,....then,....let's go," you answered. You removed, seductively, the sausage from your cleavage, used a nap- kin to wipe yourself, then, we got up and left. I followed you, glaring at your broad, shapely hips as they bounced when we walked. I got to the cashier and paid the check, then, we left the restaurant.
We climbed into my car, and, you directed me where to go. You were sitting right next to me as I drove, your hand down between my legs, fond- ling and rubbing my big, hard cock! I drove about 4 miles and we ended up in a park. You told me to pull over on a patch of grass encircled by several oak trees. I did and even after we had been together several times, I was still somewhat nervous. You noticed. I shut the engine down and, right away, your arm went up around my neck and you pulled my head over and down and we kissed hotly! Now your hand really danced on my straining prick! My left hand went to the side of your massive, big, right tit and I rubbed the side of it. Meanwhile, your hand had gone to my belt buckle and after you undid it, you pulled my zipper down. I kicked off my loafers and urged you over to the passenger side. You slid over and you watched as I lifted my hips and slid my trousers and shorts down my legs. "Now,....straddle me, Hoot!" you said, rather anxiously.