Episode 167: LOW WRITER

It was a quiet ride ... at first. A mixed 80’s hairband CD kept conversation slim. Mostly sweet googly eyes across the truck seat were shared every minute or less. Irony, the band Steelheart were serenading the passenger with their ballad Angel Eyes. So not any angel!

Dakota McKellen was still reeling from her heArtistic landscape. Tiny hearts drawn all over her sacred body in very strategic places had her giddy but feeling shades of uncertainty. This being her first time technically alone with Angus Furlong she wanted to make the best of it. Unhooking her seatbelt in transit she lifted the front seats center console up to give her room to slide over next to Angus. Having had trouble keeping his eyes off of Dakota as it were the unpredicted move only intensified his likelihood of having an accident.

“What are you doing?” He chuckled darting his gaze between the traffic ahead and this petite, insanely hot brunette. Josie Junior was going out of her way to get his attention.

“Getting closer to you. I can move back if it bothers you.” Like hell was she moving back.

“Fuck that! Closer I say.” He winked. “Be my Siamese twinkie.”

“I knew you preferred that. I’m the creamy part you just take the cake.” She giggled, “Can I ask you a few questions? I want complete honesty; I swear I won’t hold anything against you. No matter what! NO MATTER ... WHAT!” The buttons on her dress still totally undone she made certain that he had a view of her full-frontal nudity. Taking his right hand, she held it to her lips. Feeling her pucker mold around his knuckle, then caressing her cheek on her wet smooch Angus nodded. He knew this could go South fast even if he was driving East. That swerve could turn the tide, pending on what she asked. Nervous but willing he awaited her subjugation.

“Good or bad ... total honesty.” Worth a shot!

“Thank you! I have to know ... on a scale from 1 to 10 ... how badly do you want to fuck me?”

“10, 000!” He laughed, “Fuck McKellen ... I can’t not think about doing that to you. Pretty much every second of every day.” Between his fantasies over her mother Josie, and Counsellor Piper Cherry. Heck, even Mimi Alexander was on his straydar of late.

“Good answer. I want you to be my first ... WHEN I’m ready.”

“I’m cool with that. Wait! I thought I already was. You said I could be before now.”

“Yep! Just reminding you to see if you forgot. I know you have so many other girls to pencil in.” She alluded to her heart drawings, his eyes following each finger’s point to a new one. “I promise you will be my first.” That was when she tapped the heart he drew on her finger and leaned over for a spitfire peck to his cheek. She was amazing!

“Awesome! What else is on your mind?” She brought his hand down to her lap and planted his palm over her upper thigh. She could feel his fingers gripping but not too tightly, just enough to show that he wanted, no, intended to keep his hand there.

“You didn’t seem to mind it when your friends drew hearts all over me. Did it ... turn you on?”

“Face it, Dakota ... everything you do turns me on.”

“But ... did you get turned on when they had hands on my naked body when drawing? A few of them had their hands right on my pussy to draw along my inner thigh. FYI, I nearly peed.”

“I wasn’t mad about it. And glad you didn’t!”

“No jealousy? None at all?”

“Should I be jealous?”

“No. I’m not jealous of you and Robin. I know you never broke up with her.”

“We agreed to just do what and who we want. She knows I’m crazy about you.”

“I think she’s crazy about me too.” She giggled laying her temple on his shoulder. “Both of us. I think I made her just jealous enough to want me as much as she wants you.”

“She’s bisexual! Pretty much every girl I know is that way.”

“I wasn’t sure before but that’s just my inexperience. I think I am too. I ... like it when Robin kisses on me.”

“Plenty more lip action where those came from, unless you tell her no.”

“I’ll never do that.”

“Now let me reverse your question ... did you like it when my boys touched you during their heart art? Your pussy even.”

“Nope! I didn’t like it, I loved it! Touching is a good thing. Being kissed on even. Would you be mad if ... I let them touch me more?”

“As long as I fuck you first, I’m good with whatever you do.”

“What if I wanted to fuck some of them after you take my virginity?”

“You really want that?” He had to brake abruptly, a van in front of him slowing to turn. Even the stuffed teddy bear in the back windows with suction cups on its paws nearly bailed thinking Angus might rear end his owner. Watch the road, Buddy!

“I want to experience everything.” He immediately thought of her mother Josie. That whore loved all men.

“I’m cool on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“I watch and keep you safe. Wait! Two conditions.”

“Go on.”

“I need to know you want me more than them. I mean ... come on Dakota ... I like you way too much to risk you liking other guys more.”

“How many of the cheerleaders have you been with?”

“Grrrr! All of them.” He coughed gritting his teeth. As if she didn’t suspect that revelation.

“I knew it! Stop the truck.” She acted agitated making him sweat. Just as she pushed his hand from her thigh she began laughing and grabbed his arm returning it to her leg. “Just kidding! If you can have sex with all of them, I can fuck whoever I want too. Just like Robin I can still like you more and be your girl. Share and share alike.”

“Works for me. Are you hungry?” He spotted a McRonald’s up ahead.

“Our first date?”

“Sure! My belly’s growling.”

“Drive thru?”

“You don’t want to go inside where there’s air conditioning?”

“I’d rather sit next to you here. All hot and bothersome.” Nodding his respect, he got in line at the drive thru. Hearing a voice over the loudspeaker taking peoples orders from the person ahead of him he laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“The guy on the mic taking orders. That’s Knox Hardecker’s sidekick weasel Dip.”

“He’s seen me naked.”

“What? When? Why?” He wrinkled his brow.

“Sable and I were sunbathing by Piper’s pool while she went shopping, so we wore some of our mom’s micro bikinis. Those came off. Knox and Dip snuck over the fence to Piper’s while we were busy and saw us. We kind of let them oil us up until they got to handsy. I didn’t mind but Sable freaked out. Well, I minded because it was Knox, but I do like being massaged.”

“Sable was sunbathing naked?” Not technically, but why let him think differently. With those micros on, close enough they hid basically the narrowest of essentials. Nip! Nip! Clit! The rest was subject to peeking.

“We thought we were alone ... yes.”

“So, if Dip has seen you already it’s nothing new then.” He chuckled, “You should flash Dip when we drive up to pay him.”

“I can do better than that.” She winked, then slipped her dress all the way off to sit nude with Angus. As cars advanced Angus slowed to the preorder box, “Sup, Dipstick? It’s Furlong. Don’t spit on my food for punching your buddy Knox.”

“Hey Furlong. How’s it hanging? Don’t answer that this is a family friendly place. And I’d never do that dude. Knox deserved it.” Dip eyed a monitor above his head with a camera trained on the drive thru. In it he saw Angus waving, then just as fast found Dakota McKellen topless leaning out his window to join in waving, “HI DIP!”

“Which McKellen is that?” Dip chuckled then realized that it was likely others were listening in. He heard her yell, “DAKOTA!” Good enough for him, his eyes were glued to her tits anyway, “I WANT A BIG MAC! A reallllly BIIIIIG MAC!” She added screaming into the mic.

“Quiet down before I go deaf. That’s after I go blind.” He laughed. Watching her pinch her nipples he gnashed his teeth, “1 Big Mac. That a meal?”

“THESE ARE!” She yelled again fluffing her tits from beneath as if saying kiss them. The car in front of them being nosey shot glances into his rearview mirror, the guy not much older than them shared a thumbs up at Angus. Furlong was grinning hard. Settling her down by pinching her ass until she yelped with laughter, Angus finished their order.

“Two Mac meals, large fries, large Coke.”

“Got it! Pull around for the total.” Dip had to get a better look without holding up traffic.

Still behind the car in front of them Dakota was vibrant in her exhibitionism, “Put your seat back so I can straddle your lap.” She hopped on her knees next to Angus motioning him to hurry up. Truck in park until he could slide the seat back Angus could barely reach the gas pedal and he was fairly tall at 5’8. Coaxing her into his lap she sat facing him with a devilish grin. “Now just imagine your cock inside me.” Accompanied by her soft-spoken imagination a mad hop on his beast made his concealed cock grow harder than ever. Her eyes glued to his they sat frozen in climb. Time!

“Fuck I’m crazy about you.”

“I’m going to let Dip draw a heart on me.”

“You’re going to get him fired.”

“So! He’s lucky I’m in a good mood after what he and Knox tried by Piper’s pool. I forgive him though.” She giggled and lifted up to smother his face in her cleavage, her nipples teasing his lips yet each time he tried to suck on them she retreated back with a playful sneer of not yet. Fucking tease! “Doesn’t my perfume smell yummy?” He nodded while kissing her chest where she did allow it, directly between both perky mounds. Offering a hissing sound like a tire deflating yet giddy she eased back and then kissed him on the lips.

Hearing Dip yell to move up due to cars behind him, the young lovers drove forward blindly. He couldn’t see around her, so he just hoped for the best. Directly next to the first window Dip told Angus what he owed the clown, all while watching Dakota hop up and down on Angus. “OH, MY GOD! HIS COCK IS HUGE.” She pouted his way trying to make it look legit that she was fucking the driver. Whimpers spoke volume!

“You go Furlong.” Dip laughed as Angus fought to get his wallet out. Trying to get cash out the billfold she snatched his wallet away and took out enough to pay for everything. “This should cover my lap dance nicely.” She giggled. From there all bills were tucked between the compression of her 34B’s while she leaned out the window, Angus lifting her up to enable reaching Dip. Dip gnashed his teeth but took the money from between her breasts and shook his head. “You’re crazy hot Dakota.”

“I know! I need a favor.”

“What?”

“Draw a tiny heart like this one on my chest.” She lifts her tit to share one hidden beneath her breast. Crawling even closer Angus just opened his truck door. She opted to move to her back and lay outstretched between Angus and Dip like a bridge between troubled waiters. Cars behind them witnessing her boldness tooted horns with laughter. Her nipples were guided missiles at her hormonal escalation. Angus rolling his palm over her pussy did not help. In a hurry Dip made change then took a pen and drew a heart under her poised breast, sadly it was an upside-down heart but a heart none the less. Laying the coin refund on her belly button for Angus, Dip ran his palm from her tummy straight back to her throat before patting her cheek. “You better get going. I’m clocking out. Pretty sure my boss just saw me. I hear Burger Kink is hiring.” Worth the job loss he thought. Naaa! After the afterschool rush. The Marietta-Deville boys were piling in by the dozens. Home away from home. Hookup central!

Angus pulled her back inside forcing her from his lap, the change on her tummy scattering everywhere. Fist bumping Dip he carefully drove forward to the food window. Looking in he saw mostly women of color, none he recognized. In putting his seat forward, he waited with nervous anticipation. Dakota put her dress back on and covered up her front until they received their order yet leaned into him staring up close as her hand palmed his tented erection. “Happy meal?” He grinned then tickled her changing it up to, “Happy squeal!” The waiting game led her to get up close again and let her closed dress fly open for a scintillating view. She didn’t care if the girls working there saw her. Her hands moving to Furlong’s lap she unzipped his jeans and dug in for his quarter pounder. Chuckling over her mischief he let her stroke his cock as they waited. Watching the window as she beat him off, she tilted her gaze to see the Marietta-Deville posse that she had met last week. With a smug attitude she fought her way back between Angus and the steering wheel. Straddling his lap was tight but she wanted to feel his dick up against her pussy. Furlong whistled at her. “Easy now!”

“Nope!” She drew her dress back off and let it drape over the steering wheel. “See the Marietta guys? I want them to think you’re awesome for getting me.”

“What about...?” Busted! A healthy black girl spotted her nude and brightened up as she readied to pass off their soft drinks. “Sorry! Whore can’t help herself.” He chuckled as Dakota faked theatrics. Rising along his beast for friction she really did moan and enjoy the fact his dick was mere inches from stealing her virginity. Part of her was tempted to take that risk. Arriving drinks were passed over with straws. Thing was, the cupholders were in the center console that was pushed up to give her room. “Uhhh?” He didn’t know what to do with the drinks and she was not helping. Handing them back to the black girl she laughed and placed the drinks in a carry out tray. Returned he moved the tray to the seat next to them. “Fuck yes! I love that you’re pushing yourself.”

“I can’t wait until Saturday. I want you bad.” She palmed his face and kissed him until the black girl cleared her throat. The food was ready to go. An arm extended blindly, Angus gripped the bag and brought it around Dakota’s bare back then tossed it into the seat. Pausing the girl at the window she shook her head and watched the lovers along with her co-workers. Manager Evelyn Peters as well. Eve loved her job here, the shit she got to see, participate in at times was fucking awesome. Honks from traffic however were getting irritable. Angus halted her by gripping her hair and peeling Dakota back.

“I’m making you wait. It’s going to be special.” That captured her heart. Even with her in his lap Angus crept the truck forward until he was directly next to the dining room windows. Her continued gyrations along his girth felt Angus peered left at the congestion of Marietta-Deville boys. They obviously had some girl themselves as many as were around her. It reminded him of how they often barricaded Piper Cherry from onlookers. In his mind he wondered if Tawny Martin was in the middle of all of that testosterone. Nope! In easing forward more he saw an unexpected profile. “Beckett? No fucking way!” Before Dakota could see her and ruin his fun Angus hit the gas and headed for the exit. “Better get off of me before I wreck dad’s truck.”

“Nooooo! I like my seat.” She pouted but understood. Crawling off of him she moved the food out of the way and to the floorboard. Free at last she stretched out and nuzzled her face along his cock pecking it with butterfly kisses. Hand on her head he simply caressed her hair. “I love how hard I make you.” Baby like tone his crown grew shiny as a response. “Glossy!”

“Sit up for now. We can do more in a few.”

“Fine! Party pooper!”

Helping him hold a drink she jabbed a straw into the lid for them and took a sip. He watched her tease him by swirling her tongue around the straws tip. “Someone’s been practicing.”

“I have a good teacher.” She was not going to confess it was her dad.

“Oh, yeah? Who? That Mace guy?”

“Maybe!” She had practiced giving him head during movie night with Sable and Travis. Among other things. The hot wax massage in his bedroom was pretty sexy too. She hated lying but it wasn’t necessarily a lie if she just kept it to herself. It wasn’t as if he would ever be 100% honest. She finally added, “I watch porn.”

“Best place to pick up ideas.” He chuckled and whipped the steering wheel to the right in order to pull from the lot and back onto the street. “Where are we eating?”

“You Sir, rubbed my pussy.” She beguiled him with crystalline eyes, shivering at the sensations that were like a phantom still teasing her.

“Getting in what I can.” He winked.

“You only have to wait a few more days.”

“Good! Can’t wait to make love to you.”

“Is that what it is...? Love making?”

“That okay for the first time?”

“Yes. But I’m tough. You can ... give me a few pointers.”

“Pointers?” He chuckled turning onto a side street out of their way in going straight to Dakota’s housing division. She noted his altered course and pointed behind her without a word. “Relax, I know a small park we can eat at before I run you home.”

“Oh! Right! I guess I figured we would eat in my driveway. Even better! Now my dad won’t bring out extra napkins just to meet you.”

“I can still turn around. Spending a little time with you alone just sounded good.”

“All this time since you asked me out, this really is the only time we’ve been alone. I mean ... Sable will cover me with my dad if he wonders where I’m at. He works from home. If he worries, he’ll call me.”

“So ... an hour together?”

“You have me until daddy starts looking for me.” She wagged her cell. Grinning at one another Angus saw tiny hearts circling his brow. Wait! Maybe they were just from eying the hearts drawn on her flesh, her dress was completely off for him to enjoy her body. Dakota had no desire to keep it on any longer. In teasing mode, her back against the door, she literally had her left foot propped up on the truck seat to give him a slight angle to stare at her adorable kitty. Luckily, he was a good driver, that and if he wrecked his dad’s truck there would go his graduation gift of a new car. Regardless, he struggled to focus on the street.

“There’s the park up ahead.”

“Pitstop Park?” She reads the sign as he turns into a small gravel parking lot, only one other car there, a street legal low rider 1990 Caprice. A pair of late 20’s Hispanic boys shooting hoops in the distance ignored the new arrival. “Are we safe here?”

“Only two guys out there. As long as we don’t go near their ride, they’ll leave us alone.”

“Okay! There’s a picnic table over there. Fresh air?” Now she chose to put her dress back on for security. Left unbuttoned she shyly looked at the hoopsters then back at Angus. She felt safe with him.

“Oh, I’ll be getting fresh.”

He parked near the table then hopped down from his truck seat, coaxing her toward him. She crawled over the seat until facing him, her legs dangling from the side. He immediately moved between her legs and rubbed both of her upper thighs back and forth while staring into her big, beautiful orbs. Trembling at his touch she eased back until her dress slipped from her shoulders to drape over the midway point of her back, palms on the seat behind her to stabilize herself.

“What are you doing?” She winced half expecting him to dive in and eat her out. While the thoughts of him doing that was appealing, she was afraid he might start fingering her and taking her virginity by too much pressure up inside her.

“Cardio! Just admiring all these hearts.” He guides her legs wider for a full inspection of every single heart drawn within the folds of her thighs. With a chain of hearts to both sides of her pussy he wondered what the hell she was thinking letting all of his friends and then some, do this to her. “What gave you the idea to do this?”

“I wanted to feel loved.”

“Is that what you’re looking for? True love?”

“Not really! But you can tell me you love me if you want.” She giggled, “I’m sure you tell Robin that too.”

“Used too! Not so much anymore.”

“Why not?”

“Guess I’m just stuck on someone else these days.”

“But you can’t cut her off. That’s exactly why I want other boys too. With sex being new to me I want to see what others can do. I mean I have no doubt you are going to drive me insane on my birthday, even afterwards, but ... I want to get a feel of what others offer, guys and girls.” Mostly guys, girls might be more for her sister Sable. Of course, they did switch identities as often as possible. Yeah, girls too!