Chapter 3: Sex in the Parking Lot

John soon picked me up and we had a great night. The theater was pretty full which somewhat limited what I could do to him. In the end, he had to settle for just a hand job as it would’ve been all but impossible to get down and suck him without drawing undue attention to us. Not that he complained! John groped me the entire movie as much as he could get away with. Before we went in the theater I saw the crowd so I made a quick side trip to the restroom and removed my panties. As soon as we settled down I told John to hold out his hand and to his surprise and delight I dropped my panties onto it. Needless to say, by the time the movie was over my pussy was soaking wet with the anticipation of his dick in it.

Once the movie was over, no sooner were we back in his car than I was leaning over for his zipper with the intent of attacking his delicious cock right then and there.

“Whoa girl!” John exclaimed, “I guess somebody’s horny as hell.”

“Oh just shut up,” I muttered, trying to get his zipper down but for some reason having a heck of a time getting it started.

“Why don’t we get in the back so that console’s not in your way?” he offered.

I was getting frustrated with his zipper and lack of help as well so I just huffed and threw the door open, almost hitting some poor woman walking her kids back to their car. I smiled at her and apologized and as soon as she turned away I opened the rear door and hopped in, all ready to go. John was close behind, entering from the other side and closing his door behind him.

“Take those damn jeans off,” I demanded, “God, I’ve never had so much trouble with a guy’s zipper before!”

John just grinned at me, apparently amused for some reason at my frustration. Damn! My pussy was killing me! It was telling me in no uncertain terms it needed some attention and soon. Meanwhile, John had pulled his annoying jeans off along with his white underwear and was sitting back in the seat with just his shirt on which, for the moment at least, was covering his dick from view. The lighting was poor where John had parked, which I doubted was just a coincidence on his part, but I could still see well enough to reach over and grab his cock under his shirt tails. I was pleased to find him hard and ready to go!

“God, I’ve been wanting to suck this all night,” I murmured as I leaned over and took the head in my mouth. John immediately let out a slight groan and I knew he had been wanting the same thing.

“Mmmmmmm, you like my mouth on your dick, don’t you?” I teased him, holding his hard cock in my and while I looked up into his eyes with my mouth next to his dick.

“You know damn well I do!” he retorted. “Now quit yakking and suck it. Remember ... if you want me to fuck you then you’d better suck my cock good.”

Somehow I doubted anything I did, or didn’t do, would deter him from fucking me before the night was over but I indulged his ego. I kneeled on the back seat, bent over his dick with my ass up in the air, sucking his cock like it was a hot day and I had to lick a popsicle to keep it from dripping.

“Oh yeah, that’s the way I like it,” John groaned as I sucked hard on his cock.

His hand managed to wander over my back and down to my ass, lifting my skirt and grabbing my ass. I just let him grope me as I worked on his cock. Then he plunged his finger into my wet pussy and I almost bit into his cock as the sudden release of pleasure it created in me overwhelmed me. I wiggled my bare ass with his finger in me, trying to signal him I liked it without taking his cock from my mouth.

“Cum in my mouth,” I said quickly, releasing his dick just long enough to beg for his cum.

Mmmmmm, his cock tasted so good in my mouth! Having it in my hand for most of the past hour or so without being able to even so much as suck it had been as much torture for me as it probably was for him. On second thought, I was the one who suffered the most as he at least got to cum! All I could do was lick his cum off my hand afterwards. It was like waving a steak in front of a dog and not letting her have a taste except to lick what was left on your fingers!

John moaned even louder when I took his entire dick in my mouth until my face was pressed against the base of his hairy crotch. I wiggled my head around it, letting my tongue press against it as I held it there for as long as I could hold my breath. I loved the feeling of his smooth shaft as it slid along my lips when I raised my head back up again. I tried to pause a second to catch my breath but John wouldn’t have any of that.

“Don’t stop NOW for God’s sake,” he groaned, “Almost there ... just a little more ... hurry up and put it in your mouth!”

Well, that was a little understated as it turned out. No sooner did I get his cock back about half-way in my mouth than his dick erupted like a fountain spewing fireballs at a Fourth of July fireworks show. My lips tightened around his pulsing shaft, trying to keep every drop of his warm salty sperm in my mouth. Overall I was largely successful as only a little bit leaked past and dribbled down my chin.

John’s finger was still up my pussy but as he had neared his orgasm he had just held it there with his hand gripping my ass. With everything happening in the last few minutes I had almost forgotten he had it in me until he came and his grip tightened on my butt. I felt his finger twist in me which only served to remind me what I REALLY wanted from John tonight. I sat up and he pulled his finger out of me. Turning sideways on the seat, I had my legs wrapped under me while holding my knees together. I looked at him and opened my mouth, careful not to let his load of cum escape. There wasn’t much I could say with a mouthful of cum so I just smiled as he looked at his sperm pooled on my tongue. Closing my mouth, I took an exagerrated big swallow and got most of it down with the rest disappearing with the second effort. I opened my mouth to show him it was empty and he just sighed.

“Damn, you really do like that stuff, don’t you?” he asked. I could tell from the tone of his voice that HE certainly didn’t, or least didn’t even like the thought of tasting it.

“I don’t know, I guess it’s pretty good once you get used to it,” I replied with a grin, “Actually I like the process of GETTING it the best.”

“Well I’ll say one thing, you give better head than any other fifteen year-old girl I know!” he chuckled.

I pretended to be mad and replied, “John! And just how many other fifteen year-olds have been sucking your cock?”

John got defensive, realizing he had dug himself a whole. Like most guys, rather than shut up and let it go, he had to dig the hole deeper. “Oh no!” he quickly corrected himself, “I just meant that was how old you were. What I meant to say was you give better head than any other girl I know - which is incredible because you’re only fifteen.”

At this rate he would be in China before long!

“So you mean a lot of girls suck your cock then,” I countered, looking at him accusingly.

He just couldn’t put down the shovel! “No, that’s not what I meant either,” he whined. Then, unable to come up another defense, he must have decided that the best defense was a good offense.

“You’re not being fair,” he argued, “Word at school is you’ve been blowing every guy you go out with.”

Teasing was fun but this was over the line. How many guys I sucked was none of his business and I wasn’t about to discuss my sexual history with him. Besides, a BJ wasn’t technically sex anyway so what difference did it make to him?

“Oh come on Kelly, don’t get mad at me,” he pleaded.

I sat back in the seat with my arms folded and my legs under me. I just sat there with my arms folded and a scowl on my face.

“I’m sorry,” John apologized, “I meant it well. How can I make it up to you?”

A grin slowly came to my face as he finally was right where I wanted him. My one hand went between my legs where my pussy was practically dripping and my other hand went to hold his dick, which was still as hard as ever even though he had just cum for the second time in the past hour.

“Well, you could start by shutting up and fucking me,” I said in a naughty tone, teasing him by squeezing his cock just enough to make it feel good but not hard enough to hurt him.

“Well, I think I can handle THAT,” he said with a little laugh.

“Ummmmm, didn’t I just say to shut up?” I countered. Damn, I was so freakin’ horny why wouldn’t he just fuck me?

John started to say something again but the look on my face shut him up this time. He just shook his head and grabbed me by the shoulders, pushing me back into the rear corner of the backseat so my head was supported by the door and cushion. John lifted my legs up onto the seat. “Like I said, I don’t know why you even bother wearing wearing panties, this is SOOO much easier,” he laughed. I started to say something but he put his fingers to my lips and said, “I know, I know ... shut up and fuck you.”

THAT was better. FINALLY he was getting the picture. I dropped one leg over the side of the back seat and raised the other one to the top of the seat back. Actually, except for my panties I was still fully dressed! John still had his shirt on but it was no match for his erect cock as it poked out through his shirt tails. Reaching out for his dick, I grabbed him as he worked his way into position. It was a little awkward at first as he tried to balance himself but I held his cock to my pussy hole and waited for him to push it in. His cock head was pressing against my pussy as it practically screamed for him to come inside. Fingers are only good for when you don’t have a dick available!

I heard him take a deep breath and just as I could feel him beginning to push harder, voices came in from somebody right next to us. John froze and I strained my head to see over his shoulder to see if I recognized anyone. Although we both had enough clothes on now to hide anything naughty from view, our position would have been hard to take for anything other than what it was - two teens fucking in the back seat!

“Ignore them,” I pleaded, “Come on ... just fuck me dammit!”

Let’s see ... teenage horny boy with huge erection has choice between worrying about people outside the car or following the directions of his slutty girlfriend who is demanding he fuck her. Like there was a decision to be made here? Once again I felt the pressure of his cock head between my legs and finally my pussy relented and welcomed him. His dick head slipped in and was quickly followed by the remaining portion of his shaft until l felt his crotch pressed up against mine with his long curly pubic hair smashed against my fuzzy pussy.