From: an1396@anon.penet.fi (Standby)
Subject: STORY: Sheryl 4
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
All Dressed Up and No Place to Blow
by Standby
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This is a work of fiction. It is fake. It is made up. It did not happen (much to my dismay). All the characters are fiction. They don't exist. They are not based on anyone in real life. If you can't deal with that, then fuck you.
WARNING!
This story contains explicitly described sexual acts of a heterosexual, non-violent nature. If this doesn't turn you on or offends you, STOP RIGHT NOW. Read no further. Excercise your right to NOT LOOK.
Over the next week, Sheryl and I really didn't get much
chance to do anything in a sexual way. At least, not with each
other. Her dad was home working with me whenever I was there, so
we really weren't alone, nor did I think he'd really be
interested in giving me my paycheck just for screwing his
daughter. I did videotape myself jacking off for her, including
several nice spurts of cum. The best tape that I did involved me
sitting on the chair in my apartment. You couldn't actually tell
it was me, of course, because I had the camcorder in a close-up
on my crotch, and I was limited to not moving either myself or
the camera. However, after much trial and error, I got some nice
jerkoff footage for Sheryl too look at. , Sheryl also made me a
tape of herself, so I had something to watch. Her tape was
about the same as mine, and involed her moaning and fingering her
cunt until she came. We were both getting very turned on by the
thought of taping together, so both of us wanted a taste of
things to cum.
The best part of the week was, as usual, the weekend.
Sheryl and I made a date to hit the beach, which is one of my
all-time favorite places for just about everything, and which was
sure to include some sort of sex, because the both of us were
incredibly horny from a week of watching each other's tapes. I
had my car packed and ready the night before, with everything
from my guitar and my towels to a box of condoms and sunscreen
(I've had sunburn in some uncomfortable places before, and I will
NEVER get it there again, thank you very much.) Now, the car
isn't much...it's a big ass old 73 Chevy, and it gets shit
mileage, it has no AC, and the radio has been fucked for about a
year. One thing it IS good for is sex...there's tons of room in
the front seat, and more in the back, which is one of the reasons
I keep it lying around instead of replacing it.
We got caught in traffic on the way to the beach...this
happens all the time, because a lot of people go on the weekends
(I put up with the traffic because I love the place and I know
I'll be there all day). As we're sitting there, listening to the
one station I get anymore, Sheryl is horny as all shit, and not
bothering to hide it from me. We tried to discuss how we could
tape each other. The way I figured it, the simplest ones to do
would be the ones that involved as little motion as possible, or
one of us taping the other. I also liked the idea of taping her
as she sucked me off, and mentioned it to her.
Naturally, the two of us are getting hornier and hornier.
I had this raging hardon, and I could I could see Sheryl out of
the corner of my eye, just sliding a finger over the crotch of
her bathing suit. Her legs shifted wider as she slipped the
finger inside and pulled the suit out of the way. I turned to
see her stroking her twat and my shorts got painfilly tight.
"Jeez, Sheryl, it's not fair to do that while I have to
drive."
"Oh?" Sheryl began stroking her cunt more vigorously.
The sweet smell of her pussy juice began to waft through the car.
"Is it ok if I do it this way?" She lay down on the seat and
started to stroke my hardon through my shorts. "Is this better?"
She pulled my shorts to one side and grabbed my rod.
Sheryl's plump little hand stroked my cock slowly. Her
tongue stuck out and made contact with the head of my dick.
Shit, but her tongue felt wonderful as it slowly ran down from
the head to my balls. Sheryl gently kissed the tip and started
to take my cock into her mouth.
Sheryl's mouth fit tightly around my dick as we crawled
down the road. I had one eye on the car in front of me (which
wasn't really) moving, but I mostly watched Shery's head bobbing
up and down over my stiff cock. Her cheeks were pressed tight
against the shaft as she slowly ran her entire mouth up and down.
As she was sucking me, she was still playing with her own twat.
Her fingers were sliding over her clit, and she was breathing
harder around my cock.
I started to pump my hips up and down, driving my cock
deeply into her mouth. Sheryl choked a little at first. Not
that it bother her, just that she wasn't ready for it. She
really started jamming her cunt, and I gripped the steering wheel
a little tighter. Getting a blow job while driving has always
been one of my all-time favorite activities, and having Sheryl's
tongue working on my my prick certainly fit the bill nicely.
I was brought back to reality by a honk and a scream.
There was a van driving next to us, with some guy and his girl
enjoying the show. They were clapping and cheering and waving.
The girl was reasonably attractive, albeit not too much. She
grinned and pulled her bathing suit away, flashing her tits at
me and licking her lips in an obviously sexual way. Sheryl was
too busy caught up in my cock and her cunt to really notice, but
I was going between wanting to die and getting more and more
turned on. Turning on won by a landslide, and I grabbed Sheryl's
head and held it in place over my cock. I thrust my pole into
her face and started to cum heavily. Sheryl glubbed a little,
but swallowed my cum just the same. The girl and guy in the van
started cheering and whistling and giving a blast on an air horn,
which DID get Sheryl's attention . She pulled off with a start,
leaving a line of cum and saliva between my dick and her mouth.
She turned beet red and said, "Oh my god I can't believe this..."
She went to wipe the cum from her mouth, but of course her hand
had just been stroking her pussy, so that just was more sex on
her face. She curled up into a little ball, embarrassed as hell,
with my cum and her pussy cream all over her face and hand, and
her cunt exposed.
More A-Head in: SHERYL, Part 5 -- It's Not the Size of the Waves...It's the Motion of the Ocean
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