Chapter 1: Introduction
Kevin heard the news about Mindy's husband passing away. He text her "omg Mindy, I'm so sorry to hear about Jeff. I feel so bad for you and Cooper" Mindy replied "Thank you. It's been tough Kevin. Really tough. But we're getting through it, day by day."
Kevin knew she was too proud to admit how hard it really was. He himself was trying to raise a teenage boy without his mother. He knew how hard it was to be strong all the time.
"Well, if you ever want to talk or if there's anything you need, just let me know." He texted.
"I will. And thanks again, Kev." She replied.
The next day Kevin text "hey I'm going to run you guys some food. 6:00 work?" Mindy texted back.
"Yes, that's so sweet Kevin, thank you" Mindy text. At exactly 6:00 PM, Kevin pulled up to Mindy's house. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm glow over the suburban neighborhood. He grabbed the bag of Chinese food from the passenger seat and made his way to the front door. Mindy opened the door before he could even knock.
"Kevin, you didn't have to do this," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. She was dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans, her long dark hair tied back into a messy bun. Despite the casual attire, she looked beautiful, her eyes a little brighter than the last time he had seen her.
I could tell she's been crying. "Omg Mindy, I'm so sorry" I say, and she instantly reaches out to hug me. I hug her back, feeling a warmth spread through me that I hadn't expected. The embrace is much longer than i anticipated, and she's hugging me very tight. She steps back and wipes away a tear. "Thank you, Kevin. It means a lot." "Come on in," she stepped aside, and I walked into the house. It was clean and well-kept, but there were signs of life lived—photos on the walls, a few books on the coffee table, and a pair of sneakers by the door.
"Cooper is up the road fishing. He'll eat when he gets back later". Mindy said. We sit and talk for a little while, she continues to cry. "I have to get going to pick up Delainey, but please let me know when you need something" I say. She comes in for another hug. "You're too good to me, Kevin." She says, her voice muffled against my chest. I feel her soft breath on my neck, and I start to feel a stirring in my groin. I push it away, reminding myself that she's grieving.
"You deserve it," I manage to say, stepping back slightly. She smiles at me, and I see a glimmer of the Mindy I used to know before life got complicated.
"I'll let you know about that food, okay?" she says, walking me to the door.
"Sounds good," I reply, turning to leave.
But just as I'm about to step out, she calls out, "Kevin, wait." I turn back to see her biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and something else I can't quite put my finger on.
"Yeah?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
She looks down at the floor for a moment before meeting my gaze again. "I was wondering... if you wouldn't mind staying for a bit. I could use the company."
I pause, surprised. "Of course, Mindy.
I'd be happy to stay," I say, pushing the door closed behind me. I follow her into the kitchen, where she starts rummaging through the cabinets.
"I wasn't expecting company, so I don't have much to offer, but I can make some coffee or tea," she says, turning to face me.
"Coffee sounds great," I reply, taking a seat at the kitchen island. She busies herself with the coffee maker, and I take the opportunity to look around the room. It's filled with light, the sunset casting a warm glow through the windows.
The kitchen is clean but lived-in, with a few dishes in the sink and a bowl of fruit on the counter. I notice a photo of Jeff, Mindy's late husband, on the fridge. He looks happy, his arm around Mindy, both of them smiling. I feel a pang of guilt for the thought that crossed my mind earlier.
Mindy pours the coffee into two mugs and joins me at the island. She pushes one of the mugs towards me. "There you go," she says, her voice soft.
I take a sip, the bitterness of the coffee grounding me.
"Thank you," I say, placing the mug back down on the counter. Mindy takes a sip of her own coffee, her eyes looking out the window. "It's been a while since I've had someone to talk to," she says quietly. "Jeff and I haven't been doing really well lately. I found out he was having an affair for over a month. He moved out, but we've been working on it" she says softly.
I feel a jolt of surprise. They'd always seemed like the perfect couple.
"I'm really sorry, Mindy. I had no idea." I say.
She shrugs, "It's okay. It's not like it was a secret. He just never told you, I guess."
I shake my head, "No, he never did. I'm sorry."
She looks at me with tears in her eyes, "He was fucked up, Kevin. He was hurting me in ways you can't imagine."
I want to tell her I can imagine, I've been hurt too. But I don't.
I'm here to listen, not to compare pain. Instead, I reach out and take her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm so sorry, Mindy. I really am."
We chat for a little while longer, and i get up to leave. We embrace one more time, while I'm telling her how sorry I am. You don't know how much this means to me." Mindy whispers into my chest.
"You don't have to thank me, Mindy. I'm here for you."
She looks up at me, her eyes glistening with tears. "I know you are. And I appreciate it more than you'll ever know."
As we pull away from the hug, I notice her gaze flick down to my lips briefly before she quickly looks away. I feel a spark of something between us, a tension that I haven't felt in a long time.
"Alright, see you later. I'll check in tomorrow" i tell her , breaking the tension.
She smiles, "Okay, sounds good."
I leave, and while driving home, I feel guilty about thinking about fucking her while she's going through this.
The next day, our sons have a game. I'm down the line a little bit taking pictures. Mindy sees me and waves. I'm taking pics of the kids, the game, and i snap a few of Mindy.
The next day I send Mindy the pics of her son from the game. She replies "thank you, Kevin. They're great! Cooper will love them". I reply "no problem, anytime".
"Almost forgot, took a few of the crowd from last night" I text her. I send one of the pics I took of her with a caption "gotta get pics of all the hot moms in the crowd".
I wait for her response, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. After a few minutes, her reply comes through.
"Omg, lovely," she replies, a playful tone in her text.
"Thanks, i thought so too. Hey, you should feel honored, I'm only taking pics of the milf's in the stands, not just any floozy" I text her back.
"Milf's? Is that what we're calling ourselves now?" she replies, a laugh emoji following her text.
"Well, you know what they say, age is just a number. And besides, you're a mom, and you're fine, so..." I reply, a wink emoji following my text.
"You're trouble, Kevin. Real trouble" she texts back, a smile emoji following her text.
"But you like it ;)" I text.
"Maybe..." she responds, her ellipsis leaving room for interpretation.
I'm hard thinking about the line I just crossed. It could've went very badly, but it seems to have landed. The next day I text her "hey, what time you home from work tonight? I want to drop something off"
"I'll be home around 7" she says.
"K see you then". She opens the door at 7, and i have a craft cocktail in my hand for her. "Here, figured you could use this" I say with a smile. I notice she's in a sundress and her hair is down. She looks beautiful.
"Oh, thank you," she says, taking the drink from me. "What's this?"
"Just a little something I made. It's called 'The Widow's Kiss'. Figured you deserved it," I reply with a wink.
She laughs, "Well, it's very thoughtful. Come in."
I follow her inside, and she takes a sip of her drink. "Mmm, this is really good. Thank you."
"I'm glad you like it. With everything going on I'm sure you could use a little stress reliver" I say, taking a seat on the couch.
Mindy joins me, settling into the cushions next to me. "You're right about that. It's been... a lot. But thank you, for everything. For the food, for the drinks, for the company."
"No problem, really. I'm happy to do it."
We sit in a comfortable silence for a moment, sipping our drinks. The room is filled with the soft hum of the air conditioner and the distant sound of a lawn mower outside.
Mindy turns to me, her eyes meeting mine.
"Kevin, can I ask you something?"
I nod, putting my drink down on the coaster. "Of course, anything."
She takes a deep breath before continuing, "I've been thinking about... what you said earlier. About me being a MILF and all."
I chuckle, feeling a blush creep up my neck. "Yeah, sorry about that. I didn't mean to be so forward."
She waves a hand dismissively. "No, it's okay. It's just... I liked it. I liked knowing that someone finds me attractive. Jeff never told me anything like that, and he hasn't even been living here for over 6 months" now." Mindy's voice is soft, almost vulnerable.
I feel a pang of guilt for Jeff, but I can't deny the stirring of desire in me at Mindy's words. I take her hand in mine, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Mindy, you're a beautiful woman. Anyone would be lucky to have you."
She looks at me, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and longing. "Kevin, I... I don't know what I'm doing. I'm not ready for anything serious, but I... I need something.
Something to make me feel alive again. And I'm not asking for anything serious. Just... a distraction. Something to help me forget, even if it's just for a little while."
Her words hang in the air between us, heavy with unspoken desires. I can feel the weight of the moment, the tension building like a charge in the air. I know I should tread carefully, that I should be the voice of reason, but the way she's looking at me, the way her hand feels in mine, it's all too much.
"Well, what are you thinking?" I ask, knowing damn well what she means. .
She takes a deep breath, her lips parting slightly. "I'm thinking, maybe you could help me with that distraction."
I nod, a slow smile spreading across my face. "I think I can do that."
She stands up suddenly, her eyes darting around the room like she's looking for an escape. "I can't believe I just said that. I'm sorry, Kevin. I don't know what I'm doing."
I reach out and take her hand, pulling her back down to the couch. "Hey, it's okay. We're both adults here. No pressure, no expectations. You've clearly been neglected for a long time. I don't blame you for wanting some attention. I'm not here to make you do anything. I'm just trying to comfort you any way I can" I say, my thumb caressing the back of her hand. Mindy looks at me, her eyes searching mine for any sign of insincerity.
"You really means that?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
"I do. I've always seen you as more than just a friend, Mindy. And I've always been attracted to you. But I respect you too much to ever make you feel uncomfortable or pressured. So, if you want to stop this right now, we can. No hard feelings." I assure her.
She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling beneath her sundress.
"Do you have any idea how long it's been since I've had sex Kevin?" She says with a laugh. "It's so pathetic. I don't even know what a dick looks like anymore" she jokes, as the alcohol is loosening her up. I can't help but smirk, "Well, I can certainly fix that."
Mindy laughs, her cheeks flushing a light pink. "You're being too good to me, Kevin. I don't know what I ever did to deserve it."
I shrug, "You've always been a great friend, and you've been through a lot. Anyone would want to help you out."
She looks at me seriously, her eyes meeting mine. "I don't want you to help me out, Kevin. I want you to Fuck hug me."
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut.
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, my body responding to her invitation. I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
"Mindy, are you sure about this?" I ask, my voice low. "It's been a while for both of us, and I... I don't want to rush anything."
She nods, her eyes meeting mine. "I'm sure, Kevin. I need this. I need something real, something that makes me feel alive again. And I trust you."
Her words are like a balm to my soul. I reach out, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Okay, then" I say as I spin her around and bend her over the couch. I get in my knees and lift her Sun dress up and start licking her pussy from behind. She lets out a moan and leans back into me, pushing her ass against my crotch. I can feel my cock straining against my pants, desperate to be let out. I continue to lick and suck on her pussy, feeling her get wetter and wetter under my tongue.
"Fuck, Kevin," she moans, her hips bucking against my face. "That feels so good."
I reach around and start playing with her clit, rubbing it in circles while I flick my tongue inside her. She's panting and moaning, grinding against my face like she's starving for it.
I can't blame her, I've been starving for her too, for far too long. I slip two fingers inside her, curving them upwards, and she lets out a loud gasp.
"Holy shit, Kevin," she breathes, her body tensing. I start to move my fingers in and out, finding a steady rhythm that makes her hips move with me. I can feel her getting close, her muscles tightening around my fingers.
"Come for me, Mindy," I say, my voice a low growl. "Let me make you come."
She whimpers, her body shaking as she chases her orgasm.
I can feel her walls clenching around my fingers, her breath hitching with each thrust. I redouble my efforts, sucking her clit into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.
“Oh God, Kevin,” she cries out, her body tensing as her orgasm crashes over her. Waves of pleasure ripple through her, and I can feel her release, hot and slick, coating my fingers. I continue to lap at her, drawing out her pleasure until she’s a trembling mess, her body limp and boneless.
I stand up, my cock aching with need.
Mindy turns to me, her eyes heavy-lidded and her lips swollen. She looks absolutely stunning, her cheeks flushed and her hair wild around her face. "That was... amazing," she says, her voice breathless. "I needed that more than I realized."
I smile at her, my heart pounding in my chest. "I'm glad I could help," I say, my voice rough with desire. "But I'm not done with you yet."
She bites her lower lip, her eyes flicking down to my crotch. "I can see that," she says, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.
She reaches out, her fingers brushing against the bulge in my pants. "Seems like you're enjoying this too."
I let out a low groan, my hips thrusting instinctively into her touch. "You have no idea," I say, my voice barely recognizable.
She unbuttons my pants, her fingers deftly working the zipper down. I step out of them, my cock straining against my boxers. Mindy looks up at me, her eyes dark with desire, before hooking her fingers into the waistband and pulling them down.
I step out of them, my cock springing free, hard and ready.
Mindy looks up at me, her eyes wide with surprise and appreciation. "Wow, Kevin," she says, her voice breathless. "You're... bigger than I expected."
I can't help but chuckle. "It's been a while since anyone's seen it. I hope it's not too much for you."
She smiles, her fingers wrapping around my shaft. "I think I can handle it."
I groan at her touch, my hips involuntarily bucking into her hand.
She begins to stroke me, her grip firm and confident, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I reach down and tangle my fingers in her hair, guiding her head towards my cock. She takes the hint, leaning in and running her tongue up the length of my shaft before taking me into her mouth.
"Fuck, Mindy," I exhale, my eyes rolling back in my head. She's hot and wet, her mouth moving expertly over me. I can feel her teeth grazing my sensitive skin, and it's driving me wild. I can't help but thrust my hips, fucking her mouth in time with her movements.
She takes it like a champ, her hands gripping my thighs, her nails digging into my skin. The sensation is incredible, and I can feel my orgasm building already. But I want this to last. I want to fuck her, to feel her wrapped around me.
"Mindy," I say, my voice ragged. "I need to be inside you. Now."
She looks up at me, her lips swollen and wet, and nods. I help her up, and she turns around, bending over the back of the couch again. I position myself behind her, my cock poised at her entrance. I slide in slowly, giving her time to adjust to my size.
She's so tight, and the sensation is almost overwhelming. I can feel every inch of her, and it's driving me wild. I hold still for a moment, letting her get used to me, before I start to move.
"You okay?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
Mindy nods, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes... yes, keep going."
I start to move, my hips thrusting slowly at first, then building up speed as she pushes back against me. The sound of our bodies coming together fills the room, along with her moans and my groans.
I can feel her getting wetter, her inner walls clenching around me as I thrust in and out. I reach around and start to play with her clit again, rubbing it in time with my thrusts.
"Kevin," she gasps, her voice ragged with pleasure. "Harder. I need you harder."
I obliged, increasing the pace and depth of my thrusts. The slapping sound of our skin meeting echoes through the room, and I can feel my orgasm building fast. Mindy is meeting me thrust for thrust, her body trembling with each impact.
"Come on my big cock, Mindy," I grunt, my voice barely recognizable.
"Come for me again."
She whimpers, her body tense as her orgasm builds. I can feel her walls clenching around me, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I slam into her harder, chasing my own release.
"Kevin... oh God, Kevin... Fuck me harder. Don't you dare fucking stop" she screams. I pound her harder yet, and reach up and grab a handful of her hair and pull her head back. She lets out another scream, this one louder than the last.
"Fuck, you're so fucking hot, Mindy," I growl. "I've been dreaming of fucking you like this for years."
She moans in response, and I feel her pussy spasm around my cock. I know she's close, and I want to make her come again before I do.
"Come for me, Mindy," I command. "Let me feel that pussy milk my cock."
She screams again, her body convulsing as her orgasm hits her.
I continue to pound her through her orgasm. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room, along with her screams and my groans. I can feel my own orgasm building, the tension in my body reaching a breaking point.
"I'm close, Mindy," I pant, my voice barely recognizable. "I want to cum on your face" as I continue to pound her. I grab both of her wrists and pull her back, using them as leverage to Fuck her even harder. "You want that" I growl, "You want to feel my hot cum all over your pretty face?"
Mindy nods, her eyes wild with desire. "Yes, Kevin. I want it. I want to feel you cum all over me."
"Talk dirty to me Mindy. Tell me how my cock feels and how hard you want me to Fuck you" I say as I continue to pound her from behind.
Mindy looks back at me, her eyes filled with lust and desire. "Your cock feels so fucking big inside me, Kevin. It fills me up completely. It's so hard and it feels so fucking good. I want you to fuck me harder. I want you to make me your dirty little slut."
Her words send a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock. I smirk at her, my hips moving faster and harder. "You like that, don't you? You like being my dirty little slut.
Say it again," I demand, my voice hoarse with desire.
Mindy moans, her body trembling with each thrust. I'm your dirty little slut. I want you to use me for your pleasure. I want you to fuck me like the whore I am."
Her words send a shockwave of pleasure through me, and I can feel my orgasm building even more. I pull out of her, and she immediately turns around, dropping to her knees in front of me. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of submissiveness and raw lust.
I grab a hold of myself and start stroking my throbbing cock in front of her. "Open your mouth, Mindy. I'm going to cum on your face, and you're going to take every drop like a good little slut."
Mindy opens her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick her lips in anticipation. I can see the desire in her eyes, the need to please me. I grab a hold of her hair and start stroking myself harder and faster, my balls starting to tighten as I feel my orgasm approaching.
"That's it, Mindy. Look up at me.
Show me those pretty eyes while I cum all over your face."
Mindy does as commanded, her eyes locked onto mine as I grip my cock tighter, the sensation of her gaze intensifying the pleasure. Her mouth is slightly open, her tongue nestled against her bottom lip, ready to catch the first spurt of my release. I can see the anticipation in her eyes, the desire to please me, and it pushes me over the edge.
"Fuck, Mindy," I groan, my hips thrusting forward as the first rope of cum erupts from my cock, splashing across her face.
She moans, her tongue darting out to catch the salty droplets as they land on her lips. I continue to stroke myself, my orgasm intensifying as I watch her take my cum, her eyes locked onto mine.
"That's it, Mindy," I grunt, my body shuddering with each pulse of my release. "Take it all."
She does, her mouth opening wider as I continue to coat her face with my cum. Some of it lands in her hair, dripping down her cheeks and onto her chest. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and satisfaction, her face glistening with my release.
I take a step back, my cock still in my hand, admiring the sight of her like this. She looks so fucking beautiful, so fucking dirty.
"You look amazing, Mindy," I say, my voice low and rough. "Your face is covered in my cum, and you look so fucking satisfied."
She smiles up at me, her eyes sparkling with happiness. That felt incredible."
I help her to her feet, and she wipes her face with the back of her hand, a playful grin on her face. "I should probably clean up," she says, looking down at her cum-covered chest.
I shake my head. "No, don't. I like it. You look so sexy like that."
Mindy bites her lip, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "You're bad, Kevin," she says, but there's no heat behind the words, only playfulness.
I chuckle. "You have no idea."
She takes a step closer, her hand reaching out to touch my chest. For everything. For tonight. For being here for me."
I cover her hand with mine, giving it a squeeze. I wanted to be here.
For her. I wanted to help her forget, even for just a moment. But I also wanted more. I wanted to see her again, to touch her again, to taste her again. I wanted to be the one to make her laugh, to make her smile, to make her feel alive again.
But I also knew that tonight had to be a one-time thing. She wasn't ready for anything serious, and neither was I. We were both still healing from our own losses, and neither of us needed the complications that came with a relationship.
"I've never came that many times in one night" Mindy says. , a soft smile on her face.
"I'm glad I could help with that" I say, pulling her into a hug.
She hugs me back, her body pressing against mine. "I wish things were different, Kevin. I wish I was in a different place right now."
I pull back slightly, looking into her eyes. "What do you mean?"
She sighs, looking down. "I mean, I like you, Kevin. I really like you. But we can't continue this. I feel bad for Stef"
"Stef doesn't Fuck me much anymore. It's sad how often I try, and get shot down. And she certainly doesn't Fuck like you" do. I know you're right, Mindy. We can't do this again. Not like this. Not when we're both so raw and broken.
But that doesn't mean we can't be friends. I still want to be here for you, to support you, to be your friend. I care about you, Mindy. I always have.
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with tears. "I know, Kevin. And I care about you too. More than you know."
She leans up and kisses me softly on the lips. It's a gentle kiss, a thank you kiss. "I'm not sure I'm going to be able to stay away from this thing" she says as she slides her hands down my rock hard again cock. I groan at her touch, my cock twitching in her hand. She looks at me with a small smile, "I know. Me neither." She kisses me again, her lips soft and warm against mine. She tastes like salt and sex, and I can't help but deepen the kiss, my tongue sliding into her mouth to taste her more fully.
She moans softly into my mouth, her hand tightening around my shaft. I'm throbbing in her hand. "I need this in my mouth" Mindy says as she drops to her knees. I can't believe she wants to taste me again, but fuck, I want that too. I step closer, my cock inches from her face. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with desire, and she licks her lips.
She wraps her hand around the base of my shaft and begins to stroke me slowly, her tongue flicking out to taste the saltiness of my skin. I groan, my body on fire with need. I can feel my orgasm building again, my cock pulsing in her hand.
Mindy leans in, her breath hot on my skin as she takes me into her mouth.
She starts slowly, swirling her tongue around the head of my cock, exploring every inch of me. I groan, my hips thrusting forward slightly, eager for more.
Mindy takes the hint, taking me deeper into her mouth, her lips tight around my shaft. She begins to bob her head up and down, her hand stroking me in time with her mouth. The sensation is incredible, and I can feel my orgasm building quickly.
"Mindy," I pant, my voice barely recognizable. "I'm going to cum again. I want you to swallow it all."
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with lust and submission.
She nods, her mouth still full of my cock. I groan, my hips thrusting forward as I release into her mouth. She swallows every drop, her eyes watering slightly as she takes it all. I watch her, my cock still in her mouth, as she licks her lips clean. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction and a hint of mischief. "You taste amazing, Kevin," she says, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. I chuckle, my cock still semi-hard in her hand. "I'm glad you think so. But I should probably get going.
I don't want to overstay my welcome." I say as I start to pull away.
Mindy looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and something else I can't quite read. "You're right, you should go. But before you do, I have a confession to make."
I raise an eyebrow, curious. "Yeah? What is it?"
She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "I've had feelings for you for a long time, Kevin. Long before Jeff passed away. I've always seen you as more than just a friend. And tonight...
well, it was everything I wanted it to be. And more."
I stand there, surprised and touched by her words. I had no idea she felt this way about me.
"Mindy, I... I don't know what to say.
She smiles softly, her eyes meeting mine. "It's okay. I didn't want to say anything before. I was married, and you were too. But after Jeff... after everything, I just couldn't keep it bottled up anymore."
I take a deep breath, trying to process everything she's telling me.
"Well, I'm going to think about this night for a long time. I haven't gotten a blow job like that in forever" I confess, my voice raw with emotion.
Mindy laughs softly, a hint of sadness in her laughter. "I promise you, it won't be the last time I do that for you."
I raise an eyebrow, a smirk playing on my lips. "Promises, promises."
"We need to be very careful Kevin, nobody can find out about this" Mindy says. "I know, you're right." I say, as I zipped my pants back up.
Mindy walks me to the door, her hand on my chest. "Thank you for tonight, Kevin. I really needed this."
"No problem, Mindy. I'm glad I could help." I say, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead before leaving.
The next day, I pick up my son from school and we head over to the baseball field for practice. As I'm setting up the equipment, I see Mindy walking over with her son. She waves at me, a small smile on her face.
I wave back, trying to act casual despite the butterflies in my stomach. Our sons greet each other with a fist bump before joining their teammates to warm up.
Mindy takes a seat next to me on the bleachers, her legs tucked up under her. She looks fresh and rested, despite the shadows under her eyes. "How are you feeling?" I ask softly, not wanting to draw attention to us.
She looks at me and smiles. "Better. Surprisingly better. Thank you for that." She nudges me gently with her elbow. "I haven't been fucked like that in forever. I've been thinking about how amazing that big cock is, all day" Mindy says under her breath. I glance over at her, trying not to show my surprise.
"Yeah, well, I was thinking about how amazing you are at sucking my cock" I reply, my voice low so only she can hear.
Mindy's lips curl into a wicked smile. "Well, maybe we should do something about that. Maybe we should find a way to make that happen again."
"Let's go for a drive. We'll say we're running to the store for something for the team" I say. "I'll meet you in the parking lot in 10 minutes."
Mindy nods, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I'll be ready."
As we drive away from the baseball field, I can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I glance over at Mindy, her dark hair whipping in the wind, her profile stunning in the afternoon sunlight. She catches me looking and turns to me, a playful smile on her face.
"Well?" she asks, her eyes sparkling with mischief, as she reaches over and grabs my cock over my shorts. "Want to see my suck this monster again?" Mindy asks. "Are you kidding me? That's all I've been thinking about since last night. I keep having flashbacks of your mouth wrapped around my cock," I groan as I adjust my seat belt, trying to alleviate some of the pressure from her hand on my growing erection.
Mindy chuckles, her eyes twinkling with lust. "Good. I've been imagining it too. I can't wait to have that big cock in my mouth again."
I grip the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white. "Fuck, Mindy. You can't talk like that in the car. Unless you plan on sucking it right now while I'm driving" I say with a smirk, trying to keep my eyes on the road.
"Is that an option?" Mindy asks, her voice sultry and playful. She moves her hand up and down my shaft, gripping it through my pants. I let out a low groan.
"You're playing with fire, Mindy," I warn, although I'm not really complaining.
"Maybe I like the heat," she whispers, leaning in to kiss my neck softly. I can feel her breath on my skin, her lips warm and inviting.
"You know what I like," she murmurs against my skin, her hand still working my cock through my pants.
"I like the taste of your cum, the feel of your cock in my mouth... and I like the way you fuck me, hard and deep."
I swallow hard, trying to maintain control of the car. You're going to get us both in trouble."
She pulls back, a wicked grin on her face. "Who says we can't have a little fun while we're on the go?"
Before I can respond, she unzips my pants and pulls out my cock, already rock hard and throbbing.
I glance down at her, her eyes dark with desire, and I can't help but let out a low groan.
"Fuck, Mindy, what are you doing?" I ask, although I already know the answer.
She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and challenge. "What does it look like I'm doing?" she asks, her voice playful.
I clench the steering wheel tighter, my cock pulsing in her hand. "You're going to get us pulled over," I say, although my voice lacks conviction.
Mindy just smirks, her head dipping as she takes me into her mouth. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth engulfing me is almost unbearable. I grip the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles white from the effort of not swerving.
Mindy sucks me with enthusiasm, her head bobbing up and down as she takes me deeper into her throat. I can feel her hand working the base of my shaft in tandem with her mouth, creating a rhythm that's driving me wild.
"Fuck, Mindy," I groan, my hips involuntarily thrusting forward slightly.
She takes it like a champ, her throat squeezing around my cock as she takes me deeper. I can feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat, and it's almost too much. I grip the steering wheel harder, trying to maintain control of the car.
Mindy pulls back, her lips popping off my cock with a wet smack. She looks up at me, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You like that, don't you?" she asks, her voice husky with desire.
"Fuck yes," I grunt, my body on fire with need. "Get back down there and suck my cock" I demand as I push her head down . Mindy eagerly takes me back into her mouth, her head working up and down as she takes me deeper and deeper.
I can't keep my eyes on the road for long, the sight of her mouth sliding up and down my shaft too much to resist. I look down, watching as my cock disappears into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks me. The sight of her like this, so eager and willing, is almost too much to bear. I can feel my orgasm building quickly, the pleasure coiling in my balls, ready to explode.
I glance up at the rearview mirror, checking for any signs of a cop.
"Fuck, Mindy, I'm not going to last much longer," I warn, my voice ragged with need.
She pulls back slightly, her lips glistening with my pre-cum. "Where do you want me to put it?" she asks, her eyes filled with lust.
"Your tits," I growl. "I want to cum all over your tits."
Mindy smiles, unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her lace bra. She cups her breasts, pushing them together to create a valley for me to fuck.
I adjust my seat, trying to get comfortable while still driving.
Mindy leans in, her breath hot on my cock as she takes it into her mouth again. She sucks me deep, her tongue swirling around the head, before pulling back and spitting on my shaft. She jerks me off with both hands, her spit lubricating my cock as she works me up and down.
I glance down at her, watching as her tits bounce with each movement. I can feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening as she works me over. "Fuck, Mindy, I'm close," I warn, my voice thick with desire.
Mindy pulls back, her mouth glistening with my pre-cum.