She gasped when he yanked his cock out of her. The sudden motion left her feeling desperately empty. Ethan threw her legs aside and tried to quickly climb on top of her, but he started to come before the head of his cock reached her mouth. Carrie reached for it just as the first load shot out and splattered on her bare chest. She gasped again in surprise. Her mouth was wide open and she was trying to aim it in while she pulled it toward her. Ethan was clambering between her legs to get it close enough. The second shot leapt from the slit at the tip of the head and struck her left cheek. She flinched when she saw it coming, but it soaked her like she had been hit with a water balloon. Finally she got the head into her mouth before she lost any more of the fluid.
Ethan was holding her legs apart and holding himself just above her chest while he let his ejaculation flow into her mouth. Carrie had both hands around his cock and was sucking the come from the head like a baby sucks milk from a bottle. Her cheeks puffed out as they filled with come. She was swallowing fast but it swelled out at the corner's of her mouth and dribbled down her cheek.
Her eyes were half closed and she looked drowsy. She was whimpering while she sucked. The flow ended, to her disappointment, but she continued to suck. Her eyes closed fully. She nursed dreamily. Ethan moved his hips back and forth and gently fucked her mouth. His come dripped from her lips, her chin, covered her tender cheek and had even splattered in her hair. The shot that had landed on her chest had soaked into the top of her dress.
She opened her eyes. They turned up to his eyes. She smiled with his cock in her mouth. It was still hard and throbbed occasionally, especially when the head touched her tongue or the inside of her cheek.
"Thank you," she said, but it was slurred by the fat head of his cock that held her mouth open awkwardly.
"You're welcome," Ethan said. "I'm sorry I missed your mouth." He used the end of his shirt as a rag to wipe it off her face.
"I forgive you," she said. She pulled the cock out of her mouth so she could speak and salaciously licked around the head. "Do you think anybody was watching us?"
Ethan looked around at the clearing. The few cars he could see were dark. Anyone could have been watching them. They never would have known. But then, if they had cared if were watched, they never would have come to this location.
"I don't think so," he said. "I think they were all too busy. Like we were."
Carrie laughed. She was stroking his shaft, which was coated with his come and her saliva and juices from her pussy. "How many times can you come?"
Ethan shrugged. "How many times can you suck?"
"Let's find out." She had a look of eager determination in her eyes. She was obviously still very excited. He was glad because he had not fully enjoyed the sensations of her tight vagina and lithesome body attached to his.
He laid back and stretched across the seat as much as he could, which left his knees still bent up. He took her hands and pulled her down on top of him. She was laughing with excitement. Her dress had become nothing more than a flimsy rag around her waist and hanging off one shoulder. Her soft breasts flattened on his chest. She spread her legs over him, digging her knees into the vinyl on either side of him, reached between her legs with one hand and maneuvered the head of his cock to the wet opening of her cunt. She pushed the head into her hole and, with a sigh, straightened up over him to lower her weight on his pole. She slid down on him like she had been screwing him all her life. The corners of her mouth turned up in a satisfied smile.
Ethan put his hands around each of her breasts. They molded to his touch. He pinched her erect, pink nipples gently between his thumbs and first fingers, making her squirm. She stopped halfway down on him and slowly worked herself down the rest of the way until all her weight was settled on his body and all of his penis was inside her.
Her narrow waist was perfectly formed. Her long, blonde hair hung down over her shoulders and her face and bounced when she bounced. Ethan dropped his hands from her tits to her waist. He loved to hold a slender woman that way so he could pull her down tighter on his cock and watch her tits jiggle when he bucked her with his hips.
The roof of the car was not quite high enough for her to sit perfectly straight. She had to keep her head bent over to the side so she wouldn't bang it when Ethan thrust her up. She spread her arms out to the side and pushed on the roof. Her body undulated like a snake with their hard thrusting.
Ethan was anxious to come inside her, unless, of course, she wanted him to shoot in her mouth again. Carrie was panting and moaning like a virgin undergoing some pagan ritual to cleanse her body of evil spirits. She was coming hard and Ethan was just about ready to blow another load deep inside her.
Suddenly, a bright light shined in the window and Carrie screamed as loud as she could, trying to cover her naked body. Ethan couldn't stop himself and came inside her. She collapsed on top of him for protection, but he was still pumping come into her vagina. Ethan hugged her tight, but he was just as scared as she was. He was going to be pissed as hell if this turned out to be a prank by Bobby and the other guys that had made him waste such a great orgasm.
A face appeared in the window, the face of a lady. She was wearing a cap and a stern look. It was a lady cop, and she looked pissed as hell. Oh shit, Ethan thought. I'm in trouble now.
"Step out of the car, you two," the lady cop said. She stepped back and watched through the window as they disentangled themselves.
"What are we going to do, Ethan?" Carrie whispered. Her voice was trembling with fear.
"I think we'd better get out."
Carrie lifted herself from Ethan's lap. His penis flopped out and all the come he had left behind inside her spilled right back out. Ethan could just see her face, despite the glare of the flashlight she was shining in on them. He was sure he had seen her eyes widen when his tool came out of Carrie's cunt. He wished he could be sure.
Carrie straightened her dress as well as she could before she pushed open the door and got out. Ethan's jeans were hanging around his left ankle. He decided to pull them up after he got out of the car and let this lady get a good look at him before she started giving them a hard time.
He put one foot on the ground and stood up, naked from the waist down. His long, semierect penis swung back and forth like a happy dog's tail. Carrie was standing near the front end of the car, apparently shaken by the event. The fear of possibly being caught in the act was much less troubling than the experience of actually being caught in such a position, especially by a police officer.
The lady cop took another couple of steps backward. They were both watching him. As he slowly put his foot through his pantleg and pulled them up, Ethan wondered how many other people might be watching them right then. He looked up at her carefully. She was looking right at his manhood, and her mouth was open slightly. When he got his pants up to his hips, he grabbed it and stuffed it back into his pants.
"What's your name?" she demanded, shining the flashlight at Ethan.
"Ethan," he said.
"What's yours?" she asked, turning the light to Carrie.
"Carrie," Carrie said meekly. Ethan was more angry that she had frightened Carrie than interrupted their lovemaking.
"How old are you?"
"Eighteen," Carrie said.
Ethan looked around and noticed that all the other cars that had been there when they arrived were gone. Not far away was the squad car. The door was open and the engine was running.
"How old are you?" she said to Ethan.
"Eighteen," Ethan said.
"I should bust your ass. Get out of here before I run you in," she said angrily. She flicked off her flashlight and headed back to her vehicle. She stopped when neither of them moved. "Go home," she repeated firmly.
"Let's go," Ethan said to Carrie. They returned to the car while the lady cop watched them go. Ethan was careful not to make too much noise with his car or go too fast. He had no desire to provoke her further.
As soon as they were on the main road and safely away from the lady cop, Carrie began to laugh madly.
"What's so funny?" Ethan said.
"I thought I was gonna die," Carrie choked. "When you put your hand around your dick and put it back in your pants like that. I almost couldn't help laughing out loud. I'm so surprised she didn't arrest you after that."
