My name is Jim, and I am a 30-year-old night patrolman at a large warehouse complex. One of my duties is to patrol a large lot where many of the truckers who come to the warehouses drop their empty trailers.

The trailer lot is private property owned by the warehouse company, but since it is outside the security fence, it can be accessed from the county road that runs past by it. There is a gate that is usually secured and numerous signs posted that read, "No Trespassing" or "Authorized Parking Only."

I was enjoying the warm summer night as I made my rounds. On this particular night, it appeared the trailer lot gate had been force open.

After securing the open gate as best as I could, I began a systematic patrol of the trailer lot. It was a little after midnight when, near a dark corner at the back of the lot, I spotted a car I didn't recognize. It didn't belong to any of the warehouse workers or truck drivers authorized to park on the lot.

I quietly approached the car from the rear. As I neared the back of the car, I made note of its make, model, color, and license number. I then noticed, with the aid of a distant yard light, the driver's window was down. The car was occupied by what appeared to be a male sitting in the driver's seat. His head was laid back against the headrest, and he seemed to be slowly moving his torso.

He didn't notice me, even as I walked up to his door. By then I could see his eyes were closed and hear the moans coming from inside the car.

Looking inside the car, I saw what had his focused attention. The driver was not alone. He was stroking the long brunette hair of a young lady. She was busily bobbing her head up and down in his lap. She was giving him a blow-job. Although she was only taking a few inches of his cock into her mouth, he seemed to be enjoying the hell out of it.

I just couldn't bring myself to disturb their pleasure.

In a short time, he had wadded her hair in his fist and began to rapidly thrust his hips up to her face. She seemed to be swallowing his load of cum. As she sat up, I could see a good deal of it actually dribbled down his cock to his balls.

She sat up and smiled at him. As he pulled her toward himself, she noticed me standing next to the car's door. She gasped and froze in place.

The guy asked, "What is it, Honey?"

Staring at me, she replied, "The guard." She didn't move.

He snapped around with a shocked look on his face. "Oh shit! How long have you been there?"

"Long enough to see you get a blow-job. Do you know this is private property? Do you know anything about how the gate was damaged?"

He, of course, denied doing any damage to the gate.

I told him that, since I couldn't prove he did the gate damage, I couldn't charge him for it. However, he was trespassing, and I would have to call the cops to have him cited for that offense.

Both of them begged me not to call the police.

"I'll consider not calling them. Let's see some ID. I still have to write a report on this incident."

They both handed me their driver's license. It was then that I noticed a wedding ring on his hand but not on hers. Making notes from their licenses, I saw that Mr. Robert Clayton was 28-years-old and lived on the far side of town. Ms. Alexandra Boyd had just turned 18 and had an address just two blocks from the warehouse.

I asked them, "Why did you come here? Why don't you go to one of your homes?"

Mr. Clayton said, "We can't!"

I asked rather sarcastically, "And why not?"

Clayton snapped. "That's none of your business."

"Fine! If you don't want to answer my questions, maybe you'll answer the cop's questions." I reached for my cell phone to call the police.

"No, please! I'm married, and my wife would kill me if she found out about this. Alex is our baby sitter, and I was just supposed to be taking her home. Please don't call the police."

I then asked the young lady. "And what's your story, Ms. Boyd?"

Nearly in tears, she said. "I still live with my parents. My dad will ground me forever if he finds out about this. I've been accepted to attend the local university. I need to stay home, so I can go to college next fall. He's a hardhearted preacher. He'd cut off my college money, and probably kick me out, if he found out about this. Please, please don't call the police. I'll do anything, just don't report us.

Pausing to think about it a few seconds, an evil thought came to me. With a broadening smile, I asked her, "Anything?"

Ms. Boyd instantly replied. "Yes, anything."

I returned their driver's license's and told Mr. Clayton, "You stay put. Ms. Boyd, step to the rear of the car, please. We need to talk."

As she got out of the car, Mr. Clayton dropped his head into his hands.

I met Ms. Boyd at the rear of car and leaned on the trunk. She came around and stood about two feet in front of me. Even in the darkened lot, I could see she was a lovely young thing. She stood about 5'6" and weighed something like 120 pounds. Her round face was surrounded by soft dark curls.

I reached out to squeeze both of her tits with my hands. She tensed and stepped back.

I told her, "You can get in the car and leave anytime you like. However, before you can get home, your father and his wife will know about this little incident.

She begged, "Please, don't." She lowered her head and took a step forward.

This time, when I reached for her tits, she stood still. She had decent sized set of tits. She stood quietly as I fondled them through her bra and blouse. I told her. "I won't call the cops if you do for me what you just did for your boyfriend."

"What? I can't ... I don't..."

"I want a blow-job. Don't pretend you don't give head. I saw you sucking him. Now, get busy." My words sounded like orders, as I had meant them to.

She hung her head, but slowly knelt on

the grass, unzipped my pants, and took out my half hard cock. Holding it in front of her face, she stared at it for several seconds. She seemed to be contemplating what she was about to do. Then she opened her lips, and slowly took my cock into her mouth.

My cock was fully erect in just a few seconds. I took her head and gently pulled her forward until she gagged. She could only take about half of my cock without gagging.

I had to insist, "Go on, Baby. Suck me off!"

Alex started bobbing up and down on my cock, but she didn't suck and used very little tongue. All things considered, Alex gave a terribly sloppy blow-job.

I demanded, "Come on, girl. Suck it."

She tightened her lips just a bit and lightly sucked. Still not a good blow-job, but better than nothing.

After several minutes of Alex's bobbing her head on my cock, I shot my load into her mouth. She let most of my cum dribble from her mouth and fall to the ground.

When she looked up, I was looking down at her. I asked her, "How many blow-jobs have you given?"

She said, "Just two, Robert, and now you."

"You need to be taught how to properly suck a cock. Don't you?"

She lowered her head, nodded, and quietly replied, "I guess so."

I then told her, "Good! Be here at 1:00 AM tomorrow for a lesson."

Alex protested. "What? I can't! I won't!"

"Then, I'll be sure to send copies of my report to Daddy and his wife."

"No! Please don't." She begged.

"Well?" I asked.

"OK! I'll be here." She had resigned herself to doing as I had instructed.

She didn't know it yet, but Alex had just become mine. As I helped her to a standing position and led her to the car's passenger door, I told her, "Don't be late, or the reports go out."

As Alex seated herself, I told Mr. Clayton. "Now, you get the hell out of here, and don't come back." With a wide grin, I added, "Drive carefully, now. Ya hear?"

The next night, I was finishing a patrol round when I noticed her. It was just a few minutes past 1:00 AM, and Alex was sitting on the steps in front of my office. She was startled when I quietly walked up and said, "Alex, I'm glad you could make it. Come on in the Security Office."

Without a word, she got up and followed me inside. When we entered the well lighted office, I could see Alex was indeed a lovely young thing. She had long brunette hair that framed her rounded face. Her hazel eyes seemed to be hypnotic. She had worn a dark blue blouse and matching knee length skirt. Nicely shaped legs led to her white tennis shoes.

When I sat to write my patrol notes, Alex went to her knees and started to unzip my pants.

I told her, "Wait, not yet, and not here."

She looked a little confused. "Don't you want a blow-job?"

"Yes, but not that sloppy thing you do. Let me finish my patrol report. Then we'll get started."

Alex bowed her head and agreed, "Yes, Sir."

After finishing my log entries, I took her hand and led Alex to the office kitchen. When she was seated in a chair, I opened the fridge behind her and offered her a glass of orange juice. She hadn't seen me pour a bit of vodka into the juice.

She took a sip of the juice then quizzically looked at it.

"That will be the vodka." I said. "There's just a bit of vodka to help you relax. You may as well enjoy your blow-job lessons as much as I will."

As Alex sat quietly and slowly drank her screwdriver. I, stood behind her, reached over her shoulders and gently squeezed and massaged both of her tits.

She took a big sip of her drink and looked up at me. Was that the beginnings of a smile I saw. In a short time, her hardening nipples were evident through her bra and blouse. She finished her drink, leaned her head back on my chest, and indeed, she was smiling.

I made her another drink and returned to massaging her tits. I was in no hurry. As she began sipping her drink, I unbuttoned her blouse. Pulling her bra up exposed a nice firm set of tits. They were topped by hard nipples the size of large peas.

As she finished her second drink, I began pinching her nipples and rolling them between my thumb and first finger. Alex moaned with each pinch and tilted her head back to look up at me.

I bent over and kissed her soft lips. I could taste the orange juice on her lips as she returned my kiss.

I then moved in front of Alex and sat on the edge of the table. As I rubbed my cock through my pants I told her, "Now it's time for a blow-job."

She leaned forward, unzipped my pants, reached in, and pulled out my half hard cock. Alex immediately put my cock in her mouth and started her sloppy bobbing.

Placing my hands on both sides of her head, I gently pulled her off my cock, and said to her, "Alex, let's do this right. Start by licking all over my cock like an ice cream cone, only from bottom to top. When you get to the top, kiss and lick the head. Then suck the head into your mouth. Slowly suck as much of me into your mouth as you can. Use your tongue to swab my cock while it's in your mouth. Keep swabbing as you suck. Slowly move your head up and down taking as much of my cock into your mouth as you can.

Alex was a very good student. Almost instantly, she did as she had been told.

Her improving oral technique soon had me ready to erupt. I told her, "I'm going to cum. Keep about half of my cock in your mouth, seal your lips around it, and suck firmly. Swallow all you can."

Like the good little girl she was, Alex obeyed my every instruction. As I pumped my load of cum into her mouth, Alex swallowed rapidly. She ingested most of it, and only let a small dribble run out of the corner of her mouth.

When I finished cumming, she kissed the head of my cock and sat up. I hugged her, and told her, "That was much better. I have to go on another patrol now, but I'll be back soon and you can try that again. Practice will make you perfect. You relax a while. Have another drink." I sat the drink in front of her as I left the room.

When I returned from patrol, Alex had finished her third drink. She was smiling, her eyes were closed, her head laid back, and she was slowly and softly massaging her still exposed tits. She opened her eyes and smiled when I walked in.

I walked up behind her and replaced her hands on her tits with mine. With a firm squeeze to her tits, I asked, "You ready to do it again?"

The vodka must have been having the desired affect. She giggled, and brightly said, "Yes, sir! I'm ready."

"Good! Let's see if you remember what you did last time." I told her.

She remembered! She gave me a pretty decent blow-job and succeeded in swallowing all my load of cum. She kissed my cock's head as she let it out of her mouth. She giggled again, and said, "That's kind of fun. It tastes a little salty, but it's fun."

"If you like that, you're going to love what's next."

She asked with wide eyes, "There's more?"

"Lots more." I said, as I handed her a forth drink. "I intend to use you for a few days. Then I'll destroy the report of your antics in the parking lot. Now, hop up on the table."

Still grinning, she said, "Okay." She took a big gulp of her drink, and sat on the end of the table. She quickly laid on her back when I nudged the center of her chest.

I immediately went after her tits. Kissing, sucking, nipping, and pinching those tender mounds of flesh soon had her loudly moaning. Her head was rolling side to side. Her eyes were closed.

I don't think she even noticed when I lifted the front of her skirt and exposed her silky white panties. I sucked one nipple very hard and pinched the other as I pulled her skirt up and placed it on her belly. Her white panties were all that protected her young pussy. I took my free hand and gently placed it on her pubic mound and curled my fingers to fully cup her pussy.

Alex opened her eyes, sat up on her elbows, and pleaded with me, "Please don't. I'm a virgin. No one has ever touched me down there before. I don't even touch myself there, except when I bathe."

Gently patting her pussy, I softly told her, "It'll be alright. I'm not going to fuck you tonight. You'll still be a virgin when you leave here. You gave me two pretty decent blow-jobs. I just want to return the favor. You deserve a reward for learning so quickly."

She looked surprised, and asked, "You mean a guy can give a girl a blow-job?"

"Sort of. Now lay back and relax."

After another big gulp of her screwdriver, she laid back down on the table. A few more minutes of tit and pussy fondling and Alex was again moaning and groaning. Gently stroking her panty covered pussy added to her stimulation. Her moaning got louder and louder as I continued to subject her body to many new sensations. Her panties became soaked with her personal lubricating juices.

Alex froze when I moved her panties to the side and exposed her tender pussy lips. "You promise you won't enter me?"

No, Baby. I'm not going to fuck you. I'm going to eat you. Now shut up and relax."

She finished her drink and laid back again.

I gently pulled the white panties from

under Alex's ass, and slid them down and off her shapely legs. I moved to stand between her feet and briefly admired her dark bush.

With no warning, I pushed her knees widely apart and completely covered her pussy with my mouth. Her virgin pussy lips remained snugly closed. Alex gasp and her pussy lips parted slightly when I licked her from the bottom of her pussy slit to near her clit.

"Oh!" Alex exclaimed.

Another long, probing, lick opened her outer lips. Alex jumped when I gently flicked my tongue over her clit. After several more licks, she slowly raised her knees and tilted her pelvis. That gave me better access to her pussy.

I then began licking and sucking her pussy in earnest. Occasionally dipping my tongue into her unused love hole and gently sucking her clit quickly had Alex writhing on the table. She grabbed my head and pulled me tightly to her pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and repeatedly flicked my tongue over it.

The hot teen grabbed two hands full of my hair, pulled me even tighter to her cunt. She breathlessly cried out, "Yes! Right there!" Alex began thrusting her hips up to meet my mouth.

I firmly sucked her clit into my mouth and rapidly flicked my tongue over it.

Alex's thrusts became almost violent, and she yelled, "Oh God, yes! Suck me! Eat me! Ooh!"

As Alex started calming down from her orgasm, I released her clit. I rapidly and repeatedly drove my tongue into her virgin hole.

She cooed, "Oh my God that feels so good."

When her breath returned to near normal, I kissed her pussy one last time, and moved up. I kissed all over her face and lips.

Alex threw her arms around me and firmly returned my kisses. When she came up for air, she said, "Wow! I've never felt anything like that before."

"You mean you've never had an orgasm before tonight?" I asked.

"No! Shortly after I turned sixteen, Daddy caught me exploring myself. He told me what I was doing was dirty, and only a whore plays with herself. He even made Mom put me on birth control pills. He said he didn't want any whore's bastards in his house. Ever since then, I've not touched myself down there, not even when I felt the funny feelings there." Alex was nearly in tears as she told me how her father treated her.

I put my arms around her shoulders and said, "That's bullshit! "Those feelings are only natural for a young lady your age. You'll have them whether your father likes it or not."

I patted her pussy one last time, kissed her lips, and helped her sit up and get dressed. I then asked, "Did you like your first blow-job lesson?"

Alex replied, "Oh yes, but I loved being eaten even more. Can we do this again?"

I'm off for the next two days. So, maybe next week sometime."

A look of disappointed clouded Alex's face.

"If you like, you can come out to my place tomorrow evening."

Alex immediately brightened, and accepted my invitation, "Oh yes, if you promise to do that to me again."

"Deal! You suck my cock, and I'll eat your pussy. What time do you want me to pick you up?"

She said, "You can't pick me up at my home. I'll meet you at Wallyworld at about 6:00 PM. I'll follow you to your home from there."

I gave Alex a nice little pat on her firm young ass, kissed her cheek, and she left. She went out the door and walked the two blocks home.

I was already looking forward to seeing Alex again.

Caught Parking II:

Alex Follows Jim Home

From the time Alex walked out of the warehouse security office where I work, she was all I could think of. What a night it turned out to be, for both of us. Before she left for home, we had agreed to meet at Wallyworld at 6:00 PM.

I couldn't help but think to my self, "Would such a beautiful, 18-year-old, college bound, girl like Alex really meet a 30-year-old security guard like me? After all, I had used blackmail to get her to visit me at work last night.'

The following evening. I arrived at 5:30 so I wouldn't miss her. To my surprise, Alex arrived just a few minutes later. As she walked toward me, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. Such a lovely young lady had not only agreed to meet me, but was ready and willing to follow me home for an evening devoted to giving each other oral pleasures.

Even though she was legally an adult, if her father found out, she would have hell to pay. Of course, I felt he was probably a big part of the reason Alex was willing to meet with me.

Alex was a beautiful brunette. Last night her long dark hair was soft to the touch and smelled like flowers. This evening it danced on the breeze as she walked toward me. She wore her hair so it framed her rounded face and fell across her shoulders. She was wearing a light blue summer dress that day. It reached to just above her knees, buttoned up the front from her waist to between her breasts, and had a V neckline that offered a nice view of her ample cleavage. Her hazel eyes were her most fascinating feature. I could easily get lost in those enchanting eyes.

Alex walked rapidly toward me. Her loose fitting dress fluttering in the breeze as she approached. As she drew closer, the look on her face told me she was very upset over something. She stopped at the payphone next to where I was standing. She picked up the receiver, pretended to dial a number, and said, "Lead me to your place." She then hung up the phone, turned on her heel, and returned to the little car she had driven up in.

Alex fell in behind me as I left the Wallyworld parking lot. I drove slowly. I didn't want to loose her along the way. She followed closely, as I led her to my home.

I have a three bedroom, two bath, brick home. It sits on a partially wooded twenty-five acres, and is about 10 miles out into the country from, what is now, my favorite Wallyworld.

When we pulled into my drive, she got out of her car and came to me with tears on her cheeks. She seemed to be in a hurry.

As she approached me, Alex said, "Let's go inside. I want to get started right now." Her voice was quivering.

I took her in my arms, hugged her tightly, and said to her, "No, Honey. Slow down. We have plenty of time. Do you want to tell me what's wrong?"

She began sobbing as I held her close. Holding her snugly, I guided her into my home. Inside, I led her to my living room couch. I poured us each a glass of wine, and joined her on the couch.

Putting my arm over her shoulder, I softly said to her, "Now tell me what's wrong, Alex."

Alex's tears had slowed. She hesitated as she seemed to be in thought. Eventually she said, "I know we don't know each other very well, but I have to talk to someone." Without hesitation, she continued. "Dad is really pissed at me for getting in so late last night. That was the first time I had been out so late. He didn't believe me at all when I told him I had been out for a long walk. He said I had been out screwing around like a whore. I guess I shouldn't have drunk that last drink with you. I got so mad, I yelled him, "I am not a whore! I am still a virgin!" I probably shouldn't have asked him, "Do you want to check my pussy to be sure?"

He exploded! He screamed at me that my pussy didn't matter, because I'm still a whore. Mom then yelled at Dad. She told him, "That is enough! She then sent me to my room until Dad cooled down."

I told her, "Alex, you and I both know you are not a whore. Try not to let your father depress you so much. I know that's a tall order, but try. You'll be out of his house and off to college soon.

The mere thought of moving out of her father's house brought a bit of a smile to her face. We sat on the couch for a while just holding each other and chatting.

When she seemed to have cheered up a bit, I patted her tears dry and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Alex giggled and replied, "No, but I hope to be soon."

"No, no, no! I meant have you eaten, not have you been eaten. You will be eaten soon enough. But first, I meant food.

"Oh, food. I haven't had any of that either." Like me, Alex had a delightfully warped sense of humor and was a bit of a smart ass.

I told her, "Sit tight, and I'll whip something up."

I already had the steaks thawed. So, in about twenty minutes, I served up grilled steaks, deep fried onion rings, and another glass of wine.

After dinner, I mixed her a screwdriver and made myself a CC and Coke. I held her snugly while we sipped our drinks and watched a little TV.

After a while, Alex turned slightly and leaned her back against my chest. She then said, "You know Jim, for some reason, I really feel comfortable here in your home with you."

"I'm glad you feel comfortable. I am enjoying having you here."

For quite some time, I softly stroked her hair. Then I reached around and massaged the portions of her breasts that were exposed by her V-neck dress. Casually, I unbuttoned her dress from the top down. When I had loosened the final button, Alex leaned forward, and I pushed the dress off her shoulders. She pulled her arms free so her dress fell to her waist. While she was leaning forward, I took the opportunity to unhook her bra and slip its straps off her shoulders as well.

With her breasts freed, Alex leaned back again, and I resumed massaging them. Her nipples were already hard as pebbles. Squeezing, rolling, and pinching her nipples soon had Alex softly moaning.

Twisting out from behind her, I lay Alex on the couch. I got on my knees on the floor beside her. I sucked, nipped, squeezed, and generally tended to her firm young tits. I pulled her dress slowly up her shapely legs. The pink panty covering her pussy was soon exposed.

As I reached to pet her pussy, Alex dropped one foot to the floor which allowed her to spread her legs. Her panties were already very wet with her pussy's juices. Sliding my hand inside them, I found her pussy lips swollen and slick with her natural lubricant. Alex raised her hips to meet my hand as my fingers stroked up and down her slit.

Taking Alex by the hand, I told her, "Come on, Baby. Let's go to my bedroom. We'll have a lot more room in there."

Alex stood and let her dress and bra fall into a pile at her feet. Stepping out of her shoes, she followed me to my bed.

I laid on my back and told her, "Show me what you remember about blow-jobs, Honey."

Standing beside my bed, Alex rubbed my cock through my pants. She then loosened my belt, released the clasp, and unzipped my pants. She carefully pulled my cock free of its confines. She bent over the bed and kissed my cock's head. She licked every inch of my cock from its head to my balls.

"Lick and suck my balls too, Baby."

In turn, each of my balls were sucked into her mouth where Alex thoroughly swabbed them with her tongue. She then licked her way to the top of my cock and sucked its head into her mouth. Her tongue was constantly busy as she slowly took a little more than half of my cock into her mouth before she briefly choked.

Meanwhile, I reached out and began stroking her panty covered slit. Not only were her panties soaked, but her pussy had produced so much lubricating juice that her upper thighs were wet as well. They were glistening in the fading sunlight that streamed through the bedroom window.

Even with a mouth full of cock, Alex was moaning loudly and wiggling her ass. Sucking harder and harder on my cock, she began quivering and thrusting her pussy toward my fingers. I pushed her panties aside, slid a finger between her nether lips, and lightly brushed her clit.

Alex immediately thrust her hips forward and trapped my hand between her pussy and the bed. She continued to suck hard on my cock and was starting to hit the back of her mouth without gagging.

As I started cumming, Alex stopped moving her mouth up and down my cock, but she sucked even harder. She swallowed every drop of my cum.

I gently pinched her clit before shoving a finger partly into Alex's virgin hole. She slammed her hips forward again, and brought her legs tightly together. She firmly pressed her pussy against my hand and the bed. She put her hands on my hips, released my cock from her mouth, pushed up, and stood with my hand trapped between her legs. Alex practically vibrated as her orgasm overtook her. She screamed, "Oh God, yes!"

As she calmed down from her orgasm, she pushed her panties off and dropped them on the floor. With a broad smile, she got in bed with me.

I finished undressing, and we lay next to each other in the nude. We cuddled and fondled each other and talked for a while. Alex's face lit up and she hugged me ever so tight when I praised her. "Baby, that was one of the best blow-jobs I've ever gotten."

Alex replied, "And you just keep making me cum harder and harder."

As I began to recover my hard-on, I turned my attention to Alex's tits. Between kisses and nibbles, I told her, "Your tits are wonderful, Alex."

"You really think so, Jim?"

I confirmed my opinion of her tits. "Absolutely! They're wonderful!"

As I used my mouth on her tits, I slid my hand between her legs. Alex widely spread her legs and was soon squirming all over the bed. She rubbed the back of my head as she thrust her chest to my mouth.

As I stroked my fingers through her slit and bush, I said, "Honey, I'm hungry. Can you think of anything, or anybody, I could eat?"

Her response was a simple and cheerful. "Uh huh, me." She cooed with a wide grin as she pushed my head down toward her crotch.

As I kissed my way down her belly, I crawled down the bed to lay between her widely spread legs. When I gave her one long, slow, pussy lip parting lick that ended with a flick of my tongue over her clit, Alex thrust her hips up well off the bed.