The Strangest Hookup – part 1 – by Dazman

“I’m going to sit down and enjoy this,” I said.

Sitting on the seat with my legs spread, the woman sank to her knees and shuffled towards me. She cupped my balls in her hand and sucked each one, soaking them in copious amounts of saliva. Next, the woman licked the shaft before throating my meat. She continually fed herself as much cock as she could take before choking. Each time the gag reflex kicked in, the woman queefed.

What the woman did next, she did without prompting. She motioned me to pull my legs back and dived straight into my arsehole, her tongue stabbing at my sphincter. The act was both devilishly filthy and erotically pleasurable, especially when she clumsily tried to wank me simultaneously. Maybe this woman was a practitioner of the brown arts? In any case, this woman seemed open-minded and adventurous.

“Lie on the seat,” I ordered.

The woman laid crossways with both legs in the air. I stood next to her, inserted two fingers inside her pussy, and jerked them violently. The sloshing noise rose in volume as I angrily frigged this mysterious woman. She responded in kind, and I knew another orgasm was close. The question was whether she would squirt? The answer was yes, and in a large amount.

The woman’s body spasmed hard, and her pussy erupted, jetting a clear fluid all over the car seats.

“Oh, baby,” She moaned after I withdrew my sopping fingers, ” That was just what I needed.”

My fingers tasted musky and a little bitter.

“I’m going to fuck you now,” I growled, the pressure on my cock building rapidly.

There was little dialogue between us once my cock was building to the hilt inside the woman’s pussy. There was never an introduction, so I had no idea what her name was or mine.

Remaining spreadeagled on the car seats, I fucked this woman hard and fast. We both moaned in pleasure, and she came quickly and easily. Next, I fucked her doggy style with much more aggression which the woman enjoyed.

Finally, I pulled down the cab to the back of the Toyota and fucked the woman missionary style, which enabled me to stand fully erect on my feet. After she came, I turned her around and entered her sumptuous pussy from behind. The woman was so wet that there were snail trails on the inside of each thigh.

The woman’s head was resting on the inside of the vehicle, looking at me. She gently placed one hand on a butt cheek and spread it for me. Her bung opened slightly, and it appeared like an invitation. As I hammered away, the woman’s fingers moved closer to her shitter and covered it.

There was an erotic smile on the woman’s face. Her two fingers danced across the O-ring before she inserted them without lubrication and warning. Fingering her arsehole in front of a man is the most erotic thing she can do. And this woman did it without prompting.

“You read my mind,” I groaned.

“Oh,” She moaned, “I want you to come inside my pussy.”

I wanted to hold off for the woman’s shithole, but the sight of those dancing fingers set me on the path to orgasm.

“Fuck!” I yelled as my semen shot out of my balls and into this woman’s hot, tight box.

Spurt after spurt erupted as the woman giggled gleefully.

“I want to see you squat down and push all that out, ” I said with a hoarse voice.

The woman squatted on her haunches and queefed out a bucket load of sperm on the concrete car park.

“Look at that!” I marvelled, “Fuck me!”

The woman pushed out that last few drops with a fanny fart before wiggling her butt.

“You are an incredible fucking woman,” I complimented when we hugged, “Holy shit!”

“Thank you,” She giggled, “You’re an incredible fuck, too.”

“I was not expecting that today.”

“I was,” The woman laughed.

“I was hoping to get your arsehole, though,” I said as the woman reached for her clothes.

“I know you were,” She replied, “But you can have that next time.”

The tease clearly indicated that the woman wanted to follow up on today’s action, and even if anal was on the hook, I wanted to see her again.

“Do you think we should introduce ourselves?” I asked as we got into the front seats.

“Can’t hurt, I guess,” She laughed.

We exchanged numbers, and I dropped her at the station.

“Remember,” The woman said after getting out of my truck, “If you want this booty, then call my number.”

“I promise.”

We said our goodbyes and I drove home, ready to dial up the woman’s arsehole.

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