Chapter Ten #2
The coed pulled my boxers beneath my balls and buried her face between my legs, the wet heat of her mouth closing around my stiff prick slowly and lovingly.
My mouth left Marcie’s and I let out a groan that fogged the window as Lakshmi took me deep, as unhurried as if she had me to herself all night, her tongue working the underside of my shaft as she slid me down her throat.
I shifted Marcie to the side an inch to watch. The contrast between Lakshmi’s prim, proper, “ready for a fancy night out” appearance and what she was doing made me so hard I couldn’t think straight.
“Yeah, Jack is definitely not complaining,” Maria groaned. “Jesus, Miss Manners really knows how to handle him when she puts her mind to it, doesn’t she?”
Yukiko grinned. “You can rub your pussy while you watch,” she said in a conversational tone. “I know you want to.”
“Yeah?”
“If I didn’t have to keep focused on the road, I’d be doing the same thing.”
The Latina laughed. “Next car we get will have to be self-driving.”
As Maria slid her hand between her legs, Tasha took up a spot at my other shoulder. She was on me the second Marcie took a break between kisses, nibbling on my bottom lip hungrily before shoving her tongue down my throat.
She broke the kiss with a grin. “Hey, Jack.”
“Hey, Tash.” My voice was tight with pleasure—between my legs, Lakshmi was building up one hell of a head of steam. “Been a minute.”
“Tasha’s so fucking cute,” Marcie drawled, her tits heaving in her bra as she clung to me. “Did you bring handcuffs with you tonight?”
The former cop laughed. “Not tonight. Last time Jack and I were behind a locked door with a pair of handcuffs, I ended up in a pretty compromising situation…”
Lakshmi’s mouth left my cock with a wet little pop. “God, you’re so fucking hard,” she groaned, the perfect little honor student dropping from her voice at last. “I have to have you inside me!”
Marcie and Tasha shared a look. “How do you want to divvy this up?” Tasha asked.
Marcie thought about it for about two seconds. “Laks, then you,” she said. “I get him a lot more often than either of you.”
“Waiting for your reward,” Tasha nodded. “Nice.”
Marcie gave me a quick kiss. “Back soon, Jack.”
She slid to the other side, shoving me into the center seat and putting the back of her head against the window. It left me flanked by her and Tasha, with Lakshmi still kneeling before me like a supplicant.
That changed fast. The Indian coed climbed into my lap, already hiking up her dress and lowering her leggings.
“I love you,” she panted, locking eyes with me as she settled onto my cock. “And as someone who regularly listens in on Yukiko’s plans, I want you to know that I have been looking forward to this the entire night.”
“She’s so transparent,” Maria groaned, wet noises coming from the passenger seat as her hand moved beneath her skintight workout pants. “Kiki loves nothing more than watching a whole bunch of hot sluts drain her husband’s balls…”
“Kiki is gently reminding her husband that this is exactly why we need a minivan,” my princess said without turning. “Your McLaren is not enough, Jack. It’s not big enough. Do you have any idea how much fooling around we’ve all missed out on because of that sports car?”
I would’ve answered her, but I was too busy making out with Lakshmi.
The crown of my cock found the roughness of her inner thigh, ground against it, then I was pushing inside of her.
She opened her mouth and let out a long moan as I entered her pussy, like she was settling into a hot bath at the end of a long day instead of sitting on a dick.
“Oh my stars,” Lakshmi whimpered, her throat against my lips. “Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me proper!”
I upthrust into her, setting the pace. Lakshmi spread her thighs, grabbing the back of the seats with both hands for leverage to grind herself down deeper and harder on me.
One hand went to her ass, squeezing a handful possessively, while the other slid up her shirt and cupped one heavy, swollen breast. Her nipples were nearly as stiff against my palm as I was inside of her.
She was tight and slick and perfect. Every thrust into her felt better than the one before, my hips ratcheting upwards like I was trying to reach her throat from the back and slam her against the ceiling of the SUV.
We locked into a hard, driving rhythm, my eyes on Lakshmi's face as my cock hit every special spot deep inside her and my hands quested across her body like I already owned it.
Her braid came half-undone in the thrusting, dark hair matted against her forehead.
Every time I bottomed out inside of her she let out this whimper that made me even harder, like she was trying her damndest not to cum and end her turn too early.
“Yes! Jack, oh my god, you're so deep! You're... oh, fuck I can't take it, it's so big, it's stretching out my tight little pussy...!”
Yukiko's voice floated from the driver's seat, mingling with the sounds of Lakshmi's pussy as I did my best to rearrange her guts. “Listen to how dirty she gets when she's finally got Jack's dick inside her.”
“God, yes!” Maria's tongue lolled from the corner of her mouth, her hips jerking in little spasms as she masturbated. “Make her cum loud enough for the whole highway to hear, papi!”
The second she said it, it was everything I wanted. “Cum on my cock,” I growled against Lakshmi's neck, tweaking her nipple with my fingers as I buried myself hilt-deep inside her cunt. “You've waited long enough. Let me feel it!”
“Yes... yes... oh YES...!”
One more hard thrust and Lakshmi shattered. A high, keening wail escaped her as her inner walls clamped around me, a flood of juice dripping down my shaft as she sailed into bliss. I held her through it, grinding deep while she shook and shivered and whimpered praise against my ear.
And then I came.
I wasn't expecting it—it just hit me out of nowhere.
One moment I was thrusting, riding the tightness of Lakshmi's cunt, then I was groaning right along with her as the head of my cock jerked against her inner muscles and spurted thick, hot ropes of cum.
Lakshmi felt it and her moans changed tenor, going from abandon to triumph.
When she finally slumped forward, she was sweaty and smiling.
“Jack came inside me,” she announced to the car. “Sir, that felt so good. Thank you—I love you so much...”
I pulled her to me and kissed her while Yukiko and Maria let out shocked noises. “Holy shit, chica!” Maria panted, a stain growing across the front of her leggings. She must have sent herself over the edge while we were mid-fuck. “Way to finish the job.”
“I am so jealous of all of you,” Yukiko snickered. “Self-driving. It's not negotiable.”
“My turn,” Tasha chuckled, her voice crackling with need.
She helped Lakshmi slide off of me with a surprising gentleness, then climbed into my lap.
She'd already taken off her jeans, and her flannel button-down was open in the front with just her bra on underneath.
Her panties were black silk, already tugged to the side to showcase the pink of her folds within the soft mocha of her thighs.
She grabbed my still-hard cock by the base and ran it up and down her folds a few times. It was so fucking sensitive I nearly screamed—then Tasha aimed me right down the middle and lowered her full weight onto me, no fuss.
“Fuck—” Tasha's head fell back, her braids a messy tangle around her shoulders. “Oh, Jack, I fuckin' missed this!”
Maria watched eagerly as her bestie locked in.
The two of them were pretty much inseparable—they'd been roommates ever since they moved to Boston with us, and neither of them were shy about the fact that they spent most nights grinding their pussies together while talking about how badly they both wanted to be my wife.
A low, appreciative moan left the Latina's throat. “Girl, you look so fucking good riding him,” she purred, her fingers moving faster. “Those thighs, that ass—you're the total package, chica.” She glanced at Yukiko. “You watching this?”
“As much as I can,” Yukiko answered, her gaze flickering from the road to the rear-view mirror and back again. “It's super hot. All those muscles and I bet her pussy's so fucking soft, isn't it?”
“And tight,” I grunted, redoubling my thrusts.
“Maria, she's dripping down his balls,” Kiki groaned. “You seeing that?”
“Seeing it and wishing I could taste it,” Maria purred. “Don't worry, though—I know I got to have Jack to myself in the bathroom the other day. You girls get your turn.”
“Tell me what to do,” Tasha gasped, looking me right in the eyes. It was always the authority figures who wanted to be controlled, deep down.
I grinned. “Bounce harder,” I commanded, giving Tasha a spank on her big, heart-shaped ass. “Show me how bad you fucking need this.”
She hastened to obey. Tasha's fingers dug into my shoulders as she rode me with hard, shuddering strokes, her big tits bouncing in my face. At some point she reached behind her back and unlatched her bra, setting them free and pressing my face in between her big brown orbs.
I nibbled her tits and she laughed, arching her back. “Yeah, I want to feel it,” she panted, grinding down harder. “I want to feel you for days, Jack. Until the next time I get to fuck you!”
It didn't take long to send Tasha over the edge.
A long, filthy moan spilled from her a few thrusts later, her body shuddering in my grip as her cunt boiled over.
She kept on slamming herself down on me through it all, riding me for everything she was worth.
If I hadn't just spent myself inside of Lakshmi all of ten minutes ago, I would never have been able to hold back my load.
And then there was Marcie.
“My reward,” she giggled, her eyes bright and hungry as she straddled me. There was no Lakshmi between my legs this time—she sank down, thighs clenching, taking my dick the way Marcie had almost never dared take me into her before.