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18-Year Old Bitch | dkburrows | 6

 

A gleam entered the man's eyes. His cock wasn't reviving, but her finger tickling his piss-hole was making something stir.

"Suck. Hard. I want to see your cheeks cave-in," he gasped.

Jessica giggled, but planted her lush lips around his limp dick, sucking on him like he was a straw.

In spite of having just cum he felt his dick stir a little, struggling upward like an anchor was attached to it. But it wasn't semen she was calling forth this time...

"Oh God!" he gasped, grabbing her hair and jamming her mouth down til her lips were against his stomach and his slightly hardening dick was almost at her throat.

For hours the man had been driving, drinking coffee to keep himself alert, and for the last hour he'd been thinking with increasing urgency of stopping as his bladder became as bloated as a football. Now he wouldn't have to, he thought with secret delight, relaxing his muscles completely.

"Swallow!" he managed with a strangled voice, and Jessica obliging kept sucking. With his dick at the entrance of her throat, and her long-learned ability to simply open her throat to whatever wanted access, he was able to piss straight down her throat to her stomach. She didn't even taste the liquid pouring into her.

'God,' she thought, 'he's coming like a horse! I bet he hasn't fucked in ages'.

At long last he gasped and slumped backward. Squeezing his bladder, combined with her relentless sucking, shrivelled his bladder into an empty sack, and he finally released her hair.

"Fuck. You're a hell of a cocksucker," he told her.

Jessica delicately pulled herself off his dick, and as any girl would do she immediately checked her make-up as her first priority. "That was one hell of a load! So... now you'll take me to Vegas?"

"Vegas? I said I'd take you to the next city for a blow-job and a twenty. Where's my twenty?" he demanded, eyes gleaming again, this time with greed.

Jessica pouted. "I thought you said..."

"Twenty or you get out here," he said firmly, tucking away his dick.

Jessica's shoulders slumped in defeat. Though she couldn't remember promising him a twenty she wanted to get to the next city before dark so she took a twenty from her clenched hand and gave it to him. "Fine."

"Great," he grinned, sticking it in his pocket and starting the car again. For the next half an hour they didn't say a thing, each staring out at the dark sky. At long last the empty roadsides became more populated, more lights popping up until they entered a town and the car rolled to a stop.

"See ya," he pointed to the door, tempted to try for one more go.

Jessica stuck her nose up and scrambled out, keeping her hand closed. As soon as the door slammed the man took off.

"Asshole," she muttered. "At least I lifted some money from him while giving him a blowjob," she smirked, opening her hand to check her score. "Ten bucks? A measly ten bucks? Fuck, I could've gotten almost that much from the boys back home," she groused. "Oh well, with the thirty I already had in my purse..."

Jessica froze, looking around in a complete circle, then trotted down the street the opposite direction from which the man had driven. "Come back! Thief! You stole my purse!"

When no car lights headed her way and no purse materialized she stopped, kicked the curb, and pondered her situation. She'd had her driver's license, a bank card, her money, make-up and pills in there.

"Pills..." she muttered, realizing that her birth control was gone. She was going to have to get that replaced right away.

On the other hand ten bucks might not stretch enough for new make-up and the pill, and she definitely needed make-up. Maybe she could get a doctor or pharmacist to get her birth control for free, or slum and use condoms for awhile. She hated those things, though. They always made her itchy, sensitive, swollen and dried out, like she was allergic to the latex or something. At any rate, the pill's effect would last a couple of days, and she could go as much as a week if she took a day-after pill then. She could also use clothes, and a place to stay tonight.

"At least I won't need anything to eat. With that giant load of cum he gave me I feel full. Maybe I should work that off somehow. I wouldn't want to get fat or anything," she muttered.

Shrugging she looked around, wondering what to do or get first...

 

What does she decide...?


          It turns out she's back home where she started

          Find a place to stay for the night

 
 
 

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