Chapter 8

Things more or less went back to normal once Jeff and I got back home. By normal I mean we went back to work and otherwise resumed our regular everyday lives. I was more than a little sore for the first few days after the hotel. Hell, I even walked funny for a day or two. I took Monday off to recover, and Jeff was such a sweetheart to me. He sent me Uber Eats from my favorite restaurant for lunch, and he even picked up dinner from our favorite Chinese place on his way home. Complete with a bouquet of mixed flowers.

Even though I was sore, I still made love to Jeff that night. Not to be mean, but it wasn’t like his dick is big enough to hurt me anyway.

About a week and a half later I got my first text from Jason. I couldn’t help smiling when I saw who it was from.

Jason: Hey sexy, what’s up?

I was at work and it was about a half hour before lunch.

Me: Not much. At work, about to go to lunch soon.

Jason: Wanna meet up and get some of this BBC?

“Holy shit! Holy shit!” I thought as I read his text and felt my pussy flood with wetness. Could I do it? Could we meet up with him and have sex? Should I ask Jeff, or should I just tell him? Or maybe I shouldn’t say anything at all. No, that would be cheating.

Me to Jason: Alright. Where?

He texted me the name and location of a nearby no tell- motel.

Me: Ok. See you there in about 30 mins.

Jason: K. I’ll text you the room number as soon as I get it.

Me to Jeff: Jason just texted me. I’m going to meet him so he can fuck me on my lunch.

Jeff: Uh Jeff: Ok, I guess.

With that settled I anxiously waited for my lunch time. I should have just left early, because I didn’t get shit done before I left. I was walking so quickly to my car that I was practically running. To be honest I broke into a jog more than once in the parking garage. It was maybe a ten minute drive to the motel and Jason texted me the room number by the time I was halfway there.

I was nervous as hell as I parked my car and walked up to the motel room door. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. I don’t know why I was so nervous. It’s not like I haven’t fucked him before. Maybe it was because I was going to be alone with him. Just me and Jason. No one else. No safety net. But I wanted him. And I wanted his big beautiful black cock.

I knocked and barely had to wait a minute before Jason pulled the door open and greeted me with a smile.

“Hey sexy lady.” He said. He was wearing a button down shirt and a pair of khakis. Even though they looked good on him, he wouldn’t be wearing them much longer.

“Hey sexy man.” I replied. I was in my work clothes of course. A plain white blouse, a black skirt, and some low black heels.

“C’mon in.” Jason said as he stepped aside.

Just seeing Jason again made my pussy ache with desire for him and his big black cock. As soon as he closed the door and turned around, I threw my arms around his neck and started feverishly kissing him. As he started kissing me back, Jason put his hands on my waist and with about as much effort as an adult picking up a child, he picked me up, spun us around and pinned me up against the door. I could feel the bulge of his hard cock pressing against me through our clothes as we kissed. I felt one of his hands sliding up my thigh, pushing my skirt up my legs. It was a weird moment. It seemed like Jason’s hand took forever to reach my panties. His big strong hand so hot against my skin as it slid up my thigh.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I was wishing I had worn something sexier than the bikini style panties I was wearing at the moment, but when I felt Jason’s hand slide underneath the fabric at the leg hole of my panties and caress my bare ass I forgot all about that mess.

“Ohhh yes. Take me baby. Take my slutty little white pussy with your big black cock, Jason.” I moaned.

Jason’s hand left my ass and I could feel him undoing his pants and freeing his monster cock. I was expecting us to move to the bed, but that didn’t happen. Jason just pulled my panties aside and pushed his big fucking cock into my pussy and started fucking me right there up against the door. I wrapped my legs around Jason’s waist and locked my feet behind his back. That changed the angle of his cock inside me and it felt even better as he thrusted his long thick cock in my pussy, and I started hunching back at him.

“Oh shit. Oh fuck.” I moaned.

We were fucking up against the motel room door, both of us still mostly dressed. Jason’s pants had slid down to his knees and my panties were pulled to the side, but that was it. This was a first for me. Someone wanting me so much that they couldn’t even bother getting undressed first.

“Ugh. Ugh. Yeah, take my cock. I’ve been thinking about fucking this pussy again since I left that fucking hotel.” Jason grunted.

“Yes. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck my pussy. I’ve been craving your cock ever since you left the hotel too. Oh fuck! Fuck me with your big cock.” I said.

This wasn’t loving “I missed you so much sex”, this was urgent, primal, “I want you NOW! Fuck me hard” sex.

Jason was fucking me so hard my shoulders were banging against the door, sometimes the back of head was too. And I dug my nails into his shoulders. HARD.

“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.” I grunted in time with every thrust of Jason’s cock as it slammed me against the door. I could feel the pressure building up inside me as he continued to pound away at my pussy.

Jason was starting to moan and grunt in time with his thrusts too, and I knew he was getting close.

“Gonna cum soon.” He warned me.

“Yes. Give it to me. Give me your cum. Shoot it deep inside me. Flood my pussy with your thick cum.” I moaned almost deliriously.

“Aaarrggghhhh!” Jason roared as his cock swelled and twitched as he came inside me, flooding my pussy with his glorious cum.

It felt so hot inside me. I could feel each stream as it sprayed my cervix like a firehose. That pushed me over the edge and my body stiffened, and my arms and legs started shaking as I came hard. So fucking hard. My eyes rolled back in my head and I teetered on the edge of unconsciousness, only hanging on by a thin thread.

Jason carefully set me back down, and we just stared into each other’s eyes for a minute. Neither of us saying anything.

“Let’s get naked and go one more time.” Jason said.

“Alright.” I agreed.

We both undressed as quickly as we could. I tried to be careful and not pop and buttons off my blouse in my hurry to get naked for my stud, but I failed. The button that sat right between my breasts popped and vanished on the floor of the motel room. Blouse off. Bra off. I kicked my heels off and then I pushed my skirt and panties down to the floor.

The only thing I still had on was the silver dog tag necklace Jason had given me. The queen of spades symbol standing out, proudly telling the world I was a slut for black cock.

“Nice. I was wondering if you’d still be wearing it.” Jason said as he flashed me a grin.

“I haven’t taken it off since you put it on me, and I don’t ever plan to.” I said.

“Good. Now suck my cock like a good little slut.” Jason said.

“Yes sir.” I said automatically.

I dropped to my knees, took his big cock in my hands and guided it straight into my mouth. I could care less that it was covered in both our cum. In fact, that only made what I was doing seem hotter to me. It only took my a couple of tries before I was deep throating Jason’s glorious cock.

“Oh fuck yeah.” He moaned as my nose pressed tight to his body.

I sucked and slurped all over Jason’s big cock, giving him the best sloppy wet blowjob I have ever given. Needless to say, he was hard again in no time flat.

“I don’t have any lube, or I’d fuck that sexy ass of yours again.” Jason said as I got to my feet.

“I guess you’ll just have to settle for my pussy.” I said.

“Guess so.” Jason agreed.

I got on the bed, laid on my back, and spread my legs wide in invitation.

“Poor me.” Jason said, and flashed me a wide grin.

My pussy was still gaping from the fucking Jason had just given me as he guided his cock into me once again. The empty feeling I had vanishing as Jason’s massive cock filled and stretched me.

“Yesssssssss.” I hissed as his cock slid inside my wet, cum filled pussy.

“Mmmmmm.” Jason moaned as my tight pussy gripped his cock.

Jason gave me about a dozen long, slow, deep strokes. Pulling out so that just the large mushroom head of his cock was inside me, and pushing it all the way back in until he was balls deep inside me.

“Oh yes. Oh shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuck.” I said trailing off into a loud, low moan as I came. Every muscle in my body clenched up for a couple of seconds before relaxing again.

“Fuck me baby. Fuck me hard.” I moaned.

“How ... hard ... do you ... want me ... to ... fuck you?” Jason asked.

“I want you to fuck me hard. FUCK ME LIKE A WHOOOOOORE!” I said, yelling the last part as loud as I could.

“Fuck yeah.” Jason said, and started pile driving his cock in and out of my pussy like a fucking machine.

There was a cacophony of sounds as Jason pounded the shit out of me. The slap, slap, slap. Of our bodies crashing together mixed with the slurp, slosh, slurp, slosh, of his cock trusting in and out of my sopping wet, cum filled pussy, mixed with our moans and cries of our lust filled passion. I could feel my tits giggle and sway in unison with Jason’s trusts. It was so primal. So animalistic. I dragged my fingernails down Jason’s back scoring deep furrows in his dark skin. He leaned forward and latched his mouth to the side of my neck, sucking and biting my flesh.

I was cumming like crazy. Back to back powerful orgasms making me delirious with the intense pleasure Jason was giving me. I distantly heard Jason’s moans become more and more urgent as his own orgasm built.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” Jason roared as he emptied his balls inside me for the second time, flooding my pussy with his thick potent cum. He was so deep inside me as he came I swear he was shooting his sperm straight into my womb.

My eyes rolled back in my head, my body shook uncontrollably, and I screamed as I climaxed incredibly hard. I think I might have even passed out for a few seconds, because when I opened my eyes and looked up at Jason’s sexy face, he looked worried.

“You ok?” He asked.

“Hell yes.” I sighed.

Jason laughed and I joined him.

I didn’t have time for a shower, so I just grabbed a washcloth and cleaned up real quick before I got dressed. Jason took my panties and shoved them in his pocket.

“Something to remember you by until next time.” He said, and flashed me a roguish grin.

“I hope you don’t have to wait too long.” I said, and then I kissed Jason goodbye and headed back to work.

I was starving after my strenuous “workout” and made a quick stop at Subway. I had to eat at my desk, but it was worth it. I had to get some paper towels from the restroom to wipe myself up every so often whenever Jason’s cum leaked out of me. I knew I had a wet spot on the back of my skirt and was glad of three things. One, my skirt was black, so the wet spot wasn’t super obvious. Two, I had a sweater I could wrap around my waist to further hide the evidence of my misbehavior. And lastly, three, my desk chair was leather.

When I got home that night Jeff greeted me with a hug and a kiss.

“So did you meet him?” Jeff asked.

“Of course.” I replied.

“Did you fuck him?” Jeff asked.

“Twice.” I replied.

“Tell me all about it.” Jeff said eagerly.

And I did. I took Jeff by the hand and guided him into our bedroom, and then I told him every detail of my meeting with Jason. Jeff and I undressed as I told him everything. We seamlessly got on the bed together and Jeff moved between my legs and started cleaning me with his mouth as I continued to describe my time with Jason in exacting detail. I came a half dozen times by the time I finished telling my husband everything that happened and he had finished cleaning me. We lay in the bed and cuddled for awhile before we showered together. I noticed a fairly large wet spot on the cover of our bed when Jeff got to his feet. It was big enough that I could tell he had cum more than once while he was cleaning me and listening to me tell him of my ... adventure.

Jeff made me a wonderful dinner and then he bent me over the dining room table and fucked me as hard as he could. It was nothing compared to the fucking Jason had given me, but it was still enjoyable. I manage to cum again. Once. It wasn’t all that strong an orgasm either, but it was still an orgasm. We both went to bed that night with a smile on our faces.

The rest of that week was a blur for me. Work got really busy and Jeff and I had a lot to do at home. A little less than a week later it was late at night and I was stepping out of the shower and drying off, about to go to bed for the night when I got an unexpected text from Jason.

Jason: I want you. Meet me at Clear Water Park in 30 mins. I drive a Black Charger.

Me: Ok I tossed my towel into the hamper and went to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of light gray yoga shorts and the white tank top the guys had given me, and put them on.

“What are you doing?” Jeff asked.

“Jason texted me. He wants to fuck me again. I’m going to meet him.” I said.

“Now?” Jeff asked in disbelief.

“Duh.” I said.

“I don’t know how I feel about that.” Jeff said.

“I don’t really care.” I said dismissively.

“What?” Jeff demanded.

“I don’t care if you like it or not. I’m still going.” I said.

“But you said...” Jeff started to say when I interrupted him.

“I know what I said. I know what we agreed to. I also know how good it feels when I get fucked by a big black cock instead of your little white one.” I said a little cruelly as I slipped into a pair of sandals, and grabbed my purse.

Jeff’s mouth was still hanging open as I walked out of the bedroom.

“Be careful what you wish for.” I said as I walked out the door.

“You just might get it.” I added softly.

A short time later I was pulling into the parking lot of Clear Water Park. The parking lot was L shaped and bordered the small park on two sides. The parking lot was moderately well lit. Several of the lights were out leaving dark patches. The park itself was dimly lit with only a few lights here and there across the couple of acres of fields that held a playground on one end, a few picnic tables, and a soccer/football field with bleachers opposite the playground. There were about nine or ten cars scattered around the parking lot. A few were parked next to each other, but most were spread pretty far apart. It took me a minute to spot Jason’s black Dodge Charger, and when I did I pulled my red Lexus IS 300 in the spot next to his.

Jason rolled his window down and I did the same.

“C’mon girl, get that sexy ass of yours over here.” Jason called over.

I smiled excitedly at him, tucked my purse under my seat, grabbed my keys moved from my car to his.

“You look so fucking hot in that shirt.” Jason said.

“Thanks.” I replied.

He was wearing a black Miami Heat basketball jersey and matching shorts. I liked the look. It showed of his muscular arms and legs. He definitely didn’t skip leg day. I leaned over and we kissed. When we sat up Jason lifted his butt off the seat and slid his shorts down to his ankles. His big black cock laid semi erect on his thigh, the head already reaching half way down his thigh.

I leaned over, took Jason’s beautiful cock in my mouth and started eagerly bobbing my head up and down on it.

“Awww yeah. Work that fucking magic of yours on my cock baby.” Jason said as he rested a hand on the back of my head.

I smiled around his cock and redoubled my efforts using my tongue all over his cock as I greedily sucked on it. He was hard as a rock in no time. I didn’t want to stop sucking him, but the hand that was resting on the back of my head grabbed a fist full of hair, pulled me off his cock and pulled my head back so that I was looking up at him.

Some women might not like that kind of rough treatment, but I could feel my pussy gush as he dominated me.

“Get your shorts off and get your pussy on my fucking cock.” Jason said, and then he released his grip on my hair.

I quickly shed my shorts and sandals, leaving them on the passenger side floor. Then I climbed over the center console and with more than a little difficulty I managed to mount Jason’s big cock. I was so wet that he easily slid inside me.

“Ohhhhhhh.” I moaned as I felt Jason’s long thick cock sliding deep into the center of my being. I shuddered as I came just from being filled by his cock. Which was something I could never imagine happening a couple of months ago. No matter how wet I was.

I rested my hands on Jason’s shoulders for balance and started riding up and down on his magnificent cock. Oh my God, it felt so good inside me. Filling me so full that I swear I could feel it in my stomach. Then the empty feeling as I rose up and it slid almost all the way out of me. Every time I went up, I couldn’t wait to go back down and be filled with Jason’s gorgeous cock again. Every so often when I was all the way down on Jason’s cock I wouldn’t go back up right away. Instead I would grind back and forth or move in a circular motion one way or the other. Sometimes I’d do all of it a few times, enjoying the incredible fullness I felt.

“Mmmmphhhhffff.” I tried to stifle my moan so nobody would hear me as I came over and over, again and again as Jason’s cock sent me into nirvana.

Jason must have been pretty turned on because we couldn’t have been fucking for more than ten or fifteen minutes before I felt his cock swell inside me and fill me with his cum which made me cum again.

When I went to get off Jason’s cock and move back to my own seat there was a very audible slurping sound as his cock slid out of my pussy.

“Holy shit.” I gasped.

“That was hot.” Jason said.

I leaned over the center console and licked Jason’s cock clean for him.

“You ready for round two?” He asked me when I sat back up in my seat and he pulled his shorts back up.

“Sure.” I said.

“C’mon, let’s go.” He said.

I reached down to grab my shorts off the floorboards, but Jason stopped me.

“Nah, leave’ em.” He said.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I asked.

“Your shirt’s long enough to cover you. Leave the shorts. They’ll only get in the way.” He said.

I don’t know what it was about this man, maybe it was his confidence, maybe it was his strength of personality. I don’t know. But I was powerless to resist him. I got out of the car, flashing a generous amount of pussy and ass in the process to anyone who might have been looking, and walked to the front of the car where Jason took me by the hand and we walked out into the park together.

I had a bunch of emotions warring for control over me. Fear, excitement, and lust just to name a few. I mean, what if the cops came by and stopped us. It would be pretty obvious that I was naked underneath my tank top. Hell, it showed enough side boob that I might as well not be wearing that either to be honest. Excitement at well, at the risk of it all. At being so exposed. At knowing Jason was about to fuck me again. Probably right out here in the open. And lust. Lust because I was with Jason and he was making me his little white slut without even trying. Just the thought of it made my pussy gush.

We walked over to a metal picnic table that was about halfway across the park kind of near the edge of the sports field, under a small pavilion. Jason grabbed me around the waist, picked me up and sat me on the edge of the picnic table. The metal was cold on my bare ass.

He grabbed the arm holes of my tank top and pulled them to the center exposing my breasts to the cool night air. My already hard nipples got even harder. Then Jason leaned forward and took one of my nipples in his mouth. He licked and sucked on it. Sometimes he even bit it. Softly at first, but then hard enough to make me gasp at the pain. While Jason used his mouth on one nipple, he used his hand on the other. He pulled it. Pinched it. Twisted it. Like the bites it was soft at first, then it became hard enough to make me gasp.

“Ah!” I cried out in both surprise and pain. I stifled the cry quickly, not wanting to get caught.

“Not so hard.” I said softly.

“If you want easy gentle sex, stay home with your little dick husband. If you want hard nasty sex, the kind that makes your pussy wet just thinking about it, you let me fuck you when, where, and how I want. If I want to fuck you and use you like a whore, I will. If you don’t like it, leave. But if you go, you’ll never hear from me again.” Jason said.

I couldn’t believe what he was saying to me. This didn’t seem like the same man I had been with before. I knew one thing for sure though, I wanted his cock. I wanted the incredible orgasms he gave me.

“So what’s it gonna be?” Jason asked.

“Fuck me.” I said softly, just above a whisper.

“What?” Jason asked.

“Fuck me.” I growled at him.

“Fuck you how?” He demanded.

“Anyway you want. Fuck me like a whore. Make me your white slut. Just fuck me and make me cum.” I said.

“Yeah, that’s right.” Jason said.

He grabbed my legs and scooted me closer to the edge of the table, pushed his shorts down to his ankles, and rammed his cock, balls deep into my pussy.

“UGH!” I grunted at the sudden penetration.

Jason didn’t waste any time with slow strokes, he was fucking me hard and fast right from the start.

He had one hand on my waist holding me to him, and his other hand went around my throat and he started choking me. Fear shot through me at first, but then I realized, he wasn’t doing it like he was trying to kill me, or even really hurt me. His big strong hand just gripped my throat and squeezed. My hands clenched around the edge of the table as I surrendered myself to him and let him have his way with me.

“Guhg.” I kind of gurgled as I gasped for air.

I was cumming like crazy. It was like ... like I was having an out of body experience. I could feel the darkness creeping in around the edges of my vision. Slowly growing. Getting darker. I was feeling this incredible euphoria on top of my orgasms. Jason released my throat and everything jolted sharply back in focus as I sucked in deep gasps of air.

“This is in the way.” Jason said as he grabbed the collar on my tank top and ripped it in half, right down the middle. My tank top, my only source of clothing. The only thing keeping me from being completely exposed now hung open exposing my breasts, but I didn’t care. I was too far gone. I was riding a sexual high like I never had before and I was loving every second of it.

Jason stepped back and pulled me off the table, spun me around, bent me over the table and rammed his cock back into me from behind. My ruined tank top hung from my body as my tits swung freely in time to Jason’s thrusting. I could even hear my necklace hitting the edge of the table, tink, tink, tink.

“OOOOOHHHHHH!” I screamed as I came hard. I quickly turned my head and bit down on my own arm to keep from screaming again as orgasm after orgasm hit me.

Jason reached around and grabbed my breasts in his hands, and squeezed them tightly as he used them for leverage as he fucked me without mercy. The pain only heightened the pleasure I was feeling.

“Uh. Uh. Uurgghh. Uurrgghh.” Jason grunted as he pounded my pussy.

I could tell he was trying to hold back his orgasm as he fucked me, pounding away at my pussy like a mad man.

Finally he couldn’t hold it back anymore, “UURRRGGGHHHHAAAAAAHHHH!” He roared anomalistically as he came hard inside me. Jason came so hard, it felt like someone had shoved a super soaker up my pussy and let go with it. I could feel every rope of his thick cum as it shot out of his cock and sprayed the walls of my pussy, my cervix, hell, I’m pretty sure I could feel it shooting into my womb.

I started cumming so hard, my body was shaking from head to toe. It was like I was having convulsions. I was hanging onto the picnic table for dear life as my body and brain short circuited.

Jason recovered first and I felt his strong hand gently caressing my back as I lay half on the table. Jason was standing beside me now leaving my pussy and ass sticking out for the world to see if they only cared to look.

“Are you ok?” He asked softly. His voice sounded caring and compassionate. Not like it had a few moments ago when he was fucking the ever living shit out of me.

“Yeah. Yeah. Just. Just, need a ... a minute.” I said between gasps for air as my brain tried to reboot.

“Don’t take too long.” He cautioned.

“Kay.” I mumbled and pushed myself to my feet.

I looked down at myself. I was a mess. My tank top was in tatters. Cum was leaking from my pussy and running down my legs.

“Fuuuuck.” I said to no one in particular.

I tried tying the bottom of my tank top in a knot in an effort to hold it together and cover my breasts, but when I did it made it too short to cover my pussy and ass.

“I don’t suppose you’ll lend me your shirt so I can cover up will you?” I asked Jason as I tried to hold my shirt closed.

“Nah, I don’t think so. You look fucking hot this way.” He replied with a devilish grin.

“If you like it, fuck it. I love it.” I said and abandoned any attempt at covering up as we walked back to our cars.

When we got back to the parking lot I could see a few amazed stares as people, mostly guys saw me walk up to Jason’s car with my shirt ripped open and hanging off my shoulders. As Jason got behind the wheel of his car I opened the passenger door and reached into grab my things. I had my keys and sandals in my hand, but Jason stopped me with a hand on my arm when I went to grab my shorts.

“Unt uh. I’m keeping those.” He said.

“But I can’t go home with no bottoms on. It’s bad enough my shirt’s ruined. I liked this shirt too.” I said.

“Sure you can. Let your husband know you really got fucked tonight.” Jason said.

“Oh, I don’t think they’re will be any doubt about that.” I said.

“Me either. Oh. From now on, he doesn’t cum in your pussy. He can cum on you anywhere you want. But from now on, the only cum that goes in you is black cum.” Jason said.

“Um, alright.” I agreed.

“And one last thing.” Jason said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“If there’s any cum on your car seat when you get home, I want you to lick it off the seat and swallow it. Good cum shouldn’t go to waste. And since I ruined your shirt, I’ll bring a replacement next time I see you.” He said.

“Ok. Thank you.” I said, and smiled gratefully.

Jason waited until I got in my car and started the engine before he pulled away. I caught sight of myself in the rear view mirror and my hair was a disaster.

“Oh well.” I said to myself as I backed out of my parking spot. I was nervous the whole drive home since I was practically sitting in the driver’s seat naked. At one stop light a guy in a pickup truck pulled up next to me and his eyes got wide when he saw me. The guy couldn’t take his eyes off me, and at first I was embarrassed. My face burned redder than the stop light, but then I decided to have a little fun with him. I spread my legs as wide as I could, and then I reached down between my legs with one hand and scooped a big glob of Jason’s cum from my pussy, brought to my mouth and sucked it off my fingers.

The guy’s mouth dropped to the floor of his truck. Then the light turned green and I pulled away laughing to myself. He was so shocked by what I had done that he just sat at the light for a minute until his brain kicked back into gear. By that time, I was long gone. As I drove I started to feel guilty. Not about the sex I had with Jason, but about how I had spoken to my husband when I left to meet Jason. Jeff is a good man and really didn’t deserve to be treated like that, but on the other hand ... this whole situation was because of him. It was his fantasy turned reality. I never would have done any of this if it wasn’t for him. But now that I have, I don’t know that I could stop. Or if I’d even want to.

I parked my car in our driveway next to Jeff’s car. He had left the outside lights on for me. That was very thoughtful of him, but more than a little inconvenient for me at the moment with my current lack of clothing. Fortunately it was late and I didn’t see any of our neighbors as I looked up and down our block. I took a deep breath, got out of my car. Remembering Jason’s instructions I checked my seat for any cum that might have leaked out of me. Sure enough, there was not only a big glob of the thick white cream sitting in the middle of my seat, but there was also a wet line of it running down to the back of the seat where there was another small puddle of the goo that had started spreading along the seam. I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I squatted down beside my car, leaned inside and began to lick and slurp up Jason’s cum from my seat. This was so risky. All any of my neighbors had to do was look over here and they’d be able to see my ass and probably even my pussy on display as I licked my lover’s cum from my car seat like a depraved slut. When I was done, I stood up, shut the car door and walked to the front door of the house. I tired the door. It was locked. I nervously fumbled with my keys in the lock when I saw the headlights of a car turn down our street. I managed to get the door open and step inside just as our next door neighbor pulled into their driveway, their headlights illuminating the front of our house as they did. I clicked the alarm and locked my car as I shut and locked the front door.