Chapter 1: Introduction
This night had definitely taken a strange and exciting turn, however Scott was smart enough not to question it as the trio left the bar and headed towards the SUV.
Linda took his arm as her husband fell in tow behind them. Jerry clicked the locks open with the remote.
She looked at Scott with a sly smile "share the back seat with me?" she asked, her voice a low purr. Scott hesitated for a moment, then nodded, sliding into the back seat next to her. The leather seats were cool against his skin, and he could smell the faint scent of her perfume. Jerry opened the door for Linda, then slid into the driver's seat, his eyes meeting Scott's in the rearview mirror. "Buckle up, kids," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
Linda slid in beside Scott, her dress riding up slightly, revealing a glimpse of her toned thighs. Scott couldn't help but take a moment to look her up and down. She was stunning, her hair done in loose curls that framed her face, a cute and slightly revealing dress that hinted at lingerie beneath, yet still very socially acceptable. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and her lips were full and inviting. Her dress, a deep shade of emerald, clung to her curves, the color complementing her pale skin and making her eyes seem even more piercing. It was cut low, revealing a generous amount of cleavage.
Linda and Jerry were his neighbors while growing up. They lived next to his parents home even today. It was a chance match on a kink site what led to this strange but exciting situation. He had watched this very woman swim, exercise and sunbathe out his bedroom window and owed her for much mental stimulation while going through puberty. Now, here she was, in the flesh, her thigh pressing against his, her hand resting casually on his knee. Scott could feel the heat radiating from her, and he shifted slightly, his jeans suddenly feeling too tight.
Linda noticed his discomfort and smirked, her hand moving slightly higher up his thigh. "Nervous, Scott?" she asked, her voice low and sultry. Her thumb brushed against the bulge in his jeans, and he let out a sharp intake of breath.
"Fuck, Linda," he swore under his breath. He had never been in a situation like this before, and the thought of being watched by Linda's husband was both exciting and nerve-wracking.
He could feel his cock throbbing in his jeans, desperate for release. Linda's hand continued to stroke him through his jeans, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock, making him shiver with anticipation.
"Take it off," Linda commanded, her voice firm yet sultry. Scott hesitated for a moment. Scott took a deep breath and unbuckled his belt, unzipping his jeans and pushing them and his boxers down just enough to free his cock. It sprang out, hard and ready, and Linda's eyes widened slightly at the sight of it.
She licked her lips, her hand wrapping around the shaft, stroking it firmly. Scott let out a low groan, his head falling back against the seat. The sensation was intense, and he could feel his hips bucking slightly, trying to meet her hand.
"Fuck, Linda," he swore again, his voice ragged. "That feels so good."
Linda smiled, her hand moving faster, her grip tightening. her free hand sliding up her body to cup her breast through her dress . She squeezed it, her thumb brushing against her nipple, making it harden. She leaned in, her lips brushing against Scott's ear. "You like that, don't you?" she whispered, her voice husky. "You like having my hand on your cock, feeling me stroke you."
Scott nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, yes," he managed to choke out. "I've never... I've never done anything like this before."
Linda chuckled, her hand moving from his cock to his chest, pushing him back against the seat. She kissed him. the first of many that night. It was a strange, tongue-less kiss, a mere brushing of lips, a whisper of a kiss. It was weird, but it was exciting. Scott's eyes fluttered open, his breath catching in his throat as he felt her lips on his. It was soft, gentle, almost chaste. He could feel her breath on his skin, her lips moving against his, but there was no tongue, no deep exploration. It was a tease, a promise of more to come. He could feel his heart racing, his body responding to her touch. He reached up, his hands cupping her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheekbones. She smiled against his lips, her eyes fluttering closed, her body pressing against his. He could feel her breasts, hard and firm against his chest, her nipples rubbing against him through the thin fabric of her dress.
Unable to resist, he reached down and pushed her dress down, revealing her bra-covered breasts. A deep blue athletic bralette that fit her form well and hugged her curves, it left little to the imagination. Linda gasped, her eyes widening in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into him, her hands moving to his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. "Fuck, Scott," she whispered, her voice ragged. "You're not wasting any time, are you?"
Jerry's eyes met Scott's in the rearview mirror, and Scott could see the lust in them. He knew Jerry was watching, enjoying the show. The thought of it made him even harder, and he could feel Linda's hips moving against him, her body responding to his touch. He reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.
Linda gasped, her head tilting back, her hair cascading down her shoulders. Her hand, which had been stroking him, moved down, her fingers wrapping around his balls, gently squeezing. Scott let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly, his eyes fluttering closed.
Linda's mouth moved from his lips, trailing kisses down his neck, her tongue flicking out to taste his skin. She reached his chest, her mouth moving lower. He could feel his cock throbbing, desperate for her touch, but she ignored it, her mouth moving lower, her tongue tracing the lines of his abs. Scott let out a low groan, his hands moving to her hair, his fingers tangling in her dark locks. "Fuck, Linda," he swore, his voice ragged.
"I can't... I can't hold back much longer." His hips bucked slightly, his cock throbbing with need.
Linda looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust. "Then don't," she said, her voice low and sultry. She moved down, her mouth hovering over his cock. She looked up at him, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips.
Linda took Scott's cock into her mouth, her lips wrapping around the head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive spot. Scott let out a low groan, his hips bucking slightly, his hands moving to her hair, his fingers tangling in her dark locks.
Linda's mouth moved down, her lips wrapping around his shaft, her hand moving to his balls, gently squeezing. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his in the rearview mirror. Jerry's eyes were locked on the scene, his breath coming in short gasps. Linda's mouth moved up and down, her head bobbing. The passing streetlights cast intermittent shadows on her face, highlighting her full lips wrapped around his shaft. Scott watched her, his eyes locked on the sight of her head moving, her tongue swirling around his cock. The sensation was intense, and he could feel his hips bucking slightly, trying to meet her mouth. He reached down, his hands cupping her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.
His hips bucked slightly, his cock throbbing in her mouth. Linda's hand moved from his balls to his thigh, her nails digging into his skin. He could feel her tongue swirling around his cock, her lips moving up and down, her head bobbing. The sensation was intense, and he could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing. He let out a low groan, his fingers tracing her spine, his nails digging into her skin. "I'm going to cum." She didn't stop, her mouth moving up and down, her head bobbing. Scott could feel his orgasm building, his body tensing. He let out a low groan, his fingers tracing her spine, his nails digging into her skin.
"I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice ragged. Linda's mouth moved faster, her head bobbing, her tongue swirling around his cock. He tried to hold back, to prolong the sensation, but it was no use. With a final groan, he came, his cock pulsing in her mouth, his hot cum filling her mouth.
Linda swallowed it all, her eyes locked onto Jerry's in the rearview mirror. She pulled back, her mouth glistening with his cum, her lips swollen and red. She licked her lips, a satisfied smile playing on her face. "Hurry up and get us home, darling," she said, her voice sultry and commanding. "I'm excited to fuck this one."
Jerry's eyes widened slightly, his breath hitching in his throat. He could see the lust in Linda's eyes, the excitement in her voice. He knew what she wanted, and he was more than ready to give it to her. He put his foot down on the accelerator, the SUV surging forward, the engine purring like a contented cat. The streets of the neighborhood blurred into a stream of lights and shadows as they sped towards their home.
Scott watched as Linda leaned forward, her hands on Jerry's shoulders, kissing him, Scotts cum still slick on her lips. She returns to scott and leaves jerry to focus on driving . She straddles Scott, her dress riding up. She grinds against him, her hands on his chest, her nails digging into his skin. Scott can feel her moist heat through the thin fabric of her thong
"Fuck, Linda," he groans, his hands moving to her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh. "You're fucking insatiable."
Linda smiles, her eyes gleaming with lust. "You have no idea," she says, her voice low and sultry. She reaches down and begins unbuttoning his shirt , her fingers brushing against his skin. Scott can feel the heat of her touch, the electricity that seems to pass between them. He reaches up, his hands moving to her waist, his fingers tracing the curve of her hips. He can feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin. She leans in, her lips brushing against his, her tongue flicking out to taste his skin. He can feel her breath on his skin, her lips moving against his, but there is no tongue, no deep exploration. It is a tease, a promise of more to come. He reaches up, his hands cupping her face, tits through her bra as the suv turns onto their street . Linda's breath hitches, her eyes fluttering closed as she grinds against him. Scott can feel her heat, her wetness, and it drives him wild. He reaches down, his hands moving to her ass, squeezing the firm flesh through the thin fabric of her dress. Linda moans, her head tilting back, her hair cascading down her shoulders. She grinds against him harder, her hips moving in a slow, sensuous rhythm.
"Fuck, Linda," Scott groans,
his hands moving to the hem of her dress, pulling it up and off in one swift motion. She gasps, her eyes widening in surprise, but she doesn't stop him. Instead, she reaches back and unhooks her bra, letting it fall away, revealing her full, firm breasts. Scott's eyes widen, taking in the sight of her naked body, her nipples hard and erect. He reaches up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.