Chapter 2: The Drive-Thru

One day Kevin picked me up in his car for a trip to the mall. I love to shop not to mention the mall presents all sorts of opportunities to fool around and show off. There are usually plenty of father’s and older married guys who love staring at me when I wear something the least bit provocative. It’s even better when I see their wife getting pissed off because of the attention they’re giving me. I always wonder how many of them would masturbate later that night about me or maybe even think about me when they’re with their wives in bed.

Kevin’s car was an old beater but it has one feature I like - a bench front seat with no middle console that allows me to sit tight up against him while he drives. OMG I hate center consoles! Whoever came up with the idea must’ve never had a girlfriend who loved giving road head - one like me!

It was a hot summer day so I was wearing my favorite cutoffs, the ones my dad said made me look like a slut. I’d cut them so short you could see the bottom of my ass even while I was standing. When I bent over - well you could just say it’s obvious I’m not wearing panties. By now my tan was in full summer mode and my legs were finally losing their thin knobby look. I love showing them off either in daring cutoffs like these or skirts that are supposedly way too short. Really, is there such a thing as skirts that are too short? Not according to my dad.

One of the best things about these shorts is they are so tight in the crotch you can literally see them pull into my pussy crack when I’m sitting down. I’ve heard people call it the “camel toe” look which to me sounds gross but I guess it’s a fairly accurate way to describe the look. When I cross my legs or simply walk the material rubs my clit so it’s like I’m masturbating everywhere I go!

My dad likes to pretend that he doesn’t like me to wear this pair of shorts in public but I know it turns him on something fierce anytime I wear them. All I have to do was put them on, wiggle my ass in front of him, and next thing you knew he’s fucking me. At least that’s the way it seems some times. Not that I’m complaining mind you.

On the way to the mall Kevin announced he wanted to grab a bite at a nearby McDonald’s. It seemed sorta silly to me as the mall has a food court. I also warned him that it was lunch time so the drive-thru would be crowded but like most guys, he can be bull-headed sometimes. Sure enough, when we got to the place there were over a dozen cars at the drive-thru line but Kevin didn’t want to get out and go inside so he pulled in at the end of the line and we waited ... and waited. It was ridiculous how slow the line was moving! So much for “fast” food.

Kevin didn’t mind the wait because the whole time we’d been driving around I’d had my hand planted firmly on his crotch, slowly rubbing his incredible cock through his jeans. He was bulging nicely and shifting in his seat trying to get comfortable as his dick swelled inside his constructing jeans.

Dang it, I couldn’t believe how slow the service was - no wonder the line was so long. I was beginning to think we would never get to the window. After a while I decided to make the wait worthwhile so I laid down on the seat facing the back with my feet pressed against the door and my head in his lap. As I put my hand back on Kevin’s crotch and looked up at him, his eyes met mine and he smiled, knowing perfectly well what was going through my naughty mind.

“Why you dirty little slut,” he said with a big grin, “Don’t you ever get tired of sucking my cock?”

I smiled back at him and shook my head saying, “Silly boy, you know the answer to that one Kevin. Besides, I know you love it so quit complaining!”

Without further ado, I quickly unsnapped and unzipped Kevin’s jeans. After that even with his dick in full erection mode it was easy for me to reach in and pull out his perfect cock. Kevin had learned by now never to wear underwear on a date with me - it just got in the way! Like every boy I know, Kevin absolutely loves his cock to be sucked. It made me feel good when he told me I was the first girl to make him cum just by sucking him. I’d yet to be the first girl to suck any guy’s cock but so far it was unanimous - I was the best they’d had and I was proud of my growing reputation among the boys at school.

I gazed at Kevin’s wonderful cock and admired the way it curved slightly when it was stiff. It was pointing straight up like a yummy popsicle, except this one was warm and tasted better, not to mention the creamy filling waiting inside! “Mmmmmmm, God ... I just love this cock!” I exclaimed softly as I held it in my hand, feeling the warmth of it.

I just laid there curled up in the front seat, my head on his lap and slowly started to suck his cock in my mouth like a tasty lollipop. Kevin didn’t shave or trim his pubic hair which was just the way I loved it. It was a hot day and he had been sweating so his crotch had a rather strong odor and his cock had a salty taste of sweat, all of which made me horny as hell. As I sucked him I could feel the veins throbbing as the blood rushed into his dick, filling it and making it even larger if that were possible. His erection filled my mouth like a large sausage only this one tasted better.

I slowly took more of him in my mouth until my face was buried in his lush pubic hair. I enjoyed the feeling of his curly hair against my cheeks and mouth. It tickling a bit and I knew he liked to look down and see my face covered in his hairy crotch. I suppose it was no different than me enjoying the sight of a man’s head between my thighs as he ate my pussy. Finally I felt his cock hit the back of my throat but there was still a couple of inches to go so I relaxed and let him slide down my throat. I almost gagged at first but then he was down me and my lips were at the base of his cock. It wasn’t the first time ... you just have to know what’s coming and get past that first reflex reaction.