Chapter 3

“You could, I guess. I’d watch that,” I laughed.

“Oh,” Sonja said, an exaggerated pout on her face. “I thought maybe you’d want to join in.”

“I might get talked into it,” I said.

“I’ll give you a preview,” Sonja said. In a moment, her shirt was on the floor. Her breasts were nice and firm-looking, creamy-skinned, with erect pink nipples.

Sonja’s face lit up. “Hey, wanna know another fantasy of mine?”

“What’s that?” I was having some fantasies of my own.

“Giving road head to a cute guy I just met.” She fished a hair tie out of the pocket of her jeans and swept her full ginger mane into a quick pony-tail. Then she lay across the console and opened my pants, pulling my swelling cock out and stroking it gently. “Pay attention to your driving. I’m not ready to die yet. How much farther to the campground?” she asked.

“Oh God, about fifteen minutes,” I gasped.

“In fourteen minutes, you’re going to cum in my mouth,” Sonja said, lightly licking the head of my cock and stroking the shaft with her hand.

You have to understand something here. I’m twenty years old, which means I’m always horny. Now that my sophomore year in college was over, I was back to living in my parent’s basement. My social life had been limited for the last month, so when Sonja started bobbing up and down hard on me, fluttering her tongue on that little bundle of nerves at the base of my helmet on the out-stroke, I knew this was going to be over way too soon. I felt my thigh muscles tighten.

She felt it too. “Didn’t you like that?” she asked.

“I liked it almost too much. We’re only about halfway to the gate,” I said.

“Now I know how I’m going to finish you,” Sonja murmured, before taking half my manhoond into her mouth. She slowly bobbed up and down on me, sometimes angling her head so I would scrape the roof of her mouth, sometimes pulling off so she could rub my cock on her face, alternating between licking softly and sucking hard. In short, Tina, good as she is, should take some lessons.

I managed to drive pretty smoothly, but after a while, I began humping up at her face. I couldn’t help it. I was almost ready to cum.

“How close are we to the gate?” Sonja asked, looking up at my red face.

“Maybe eight minutes.”

She sucked me hard again, and resumed jacking me with her hand.

“I’m not gonna last much longer,” I warned her.

“Yes you will,” she chuckled, grasping me firmly at the base of my shaft, squeezing until we both knew my cum would have to simmer for a while longer. Then she lightly bathed my entire cock with her tongue, just licking and teasing. I was sweating freely by now, the intense pleasure making me tremble.