Emma laid on the bed, spreading her pussy lips and lubed the big round head of the Hitachi vibrator, and shoved it in her pussy, burying its head halfway.
She moaned with pleasure while the circumference of the round head stretching her pussy lips.
The vibrator was off and unplugged. “Turn on my vibrator. Push this button, and plug it into the outlet,” Emma said to Peter.
“Yes, missy, my pleasure,” Peter said, his eyes sparkled with excitement, still not sure whether he can get into trouble. Peter did as Emma said.
When Peter turned the vibrator on, Emma felt the intense vibrations of the big bulbous Hitachi head shaking her clit, pussy, love canal, even womb, and radiate to her whole body.
“A-o—a-o-a-o-ahhhh” moaned Emma and started convulsing with her head pushed back and eyes moved up. Her whole body was shaking as if she was having a seizure or possessed by demons.
Peter panicked, “Is everything OK, missy?” Peter asked, getting his face closer to Emma’s pussy, watching in amazement but not touching anything.
“Owww-wooow-woooow-ahhhhh,” moaned Emma and started squirting her sweet g-spot juices on Peter’s face.
Peter’s face was completely drenched with Emma’s pussy juice, and Peter was about to lose himself, thinking about nothing but cumming deep inside Emma’s pussy.
“Can I ask you something, missy?” Peter said, “I got really turned on watching you, and since I gave you a ride, I think it is fair if you give me a blow job, if you are over 18, of course”.
“What!” yelled Emma, “do you think I am a slut or a prostitute! I am just a 16-year-old child!”
“No, no, missy, you misunderstood me,” Peter apologized in a panic.
Emma enjoyed herself watching Peter’s panicky face and body expressions and burst a laugher.
“Just kidding! I am over 18, and I can do anything I want. I never fucked a trucker before, so why not?” she responded, “plus, you seem to be a nice guy, even though your language is creepy.”
Peter was relieved, “thanks, missy, I appreciate it,” Peter said, relaxed, but being called creepy disturbed him. “What is wrong with my language, missy?” Peter asked.
“If you call a girl missy, and you are an old guy salivating looking at the girl’s boobs or ass when you use those words, it feels creepy, that is all,” giggled Emma. “But that is not important now,” she added. Peter wasn’t satisfied with the answer but didn’t want to miss an opportunity to fuck a high school cheerleader.
“I will tell you what we will do, tell me what you think,” Emma said to Peter, “if you like it, we will do it, if you don’t like it, I will give you a kiss on the cheek to pay for the ride and leave.”
“OK, tell me,” said Peter.
Emma started explaining.
“Now imagine I put a dildo in your ass. You lay on your back. I sit on you, taking it all inside my love canal, your balls pressing against my pussy. I am squeezing and relaxing my vaginal muscles milking your cock as I move my body in circles and pushing my fingers in your mouth in and out,” said Emma.
“I don’t like the dildo part,” Peter whined.
“All or none, you decide!” Emma said with laughter and a hint of anger and continued.
“Your adrenaline and pleasure levels go off the charts because you feel the texture of my hot wet tight pussy massaging your cock shaft and head. Your prostate is getting a massage from the vibrating dildo in your ass. You suck my fingers, imagining going back to your infancy sucking your mom’s nipples. You smell the dizzying scent of me and feel the warmth of my soft skin as you watch my tits shake when my body moves.”
As Emma was explaining, Peter took his pants off and was stroking himself.
Emma continued, “This is too much for you. You lost yourself. You unload a huge volume of cum deep inside me, almost blacking out. You never cummed this much before in your life, and this was the most intense orgasm you ever had.”
Emma reached out to the sex toy bag. She pulled out a small 6″ long vibrating butt plug, “if you agree to play in my trucker fantasy, this is the one that will go up into your ass,” Emma said, half-serious, half-laughing.
“I am not gay, missy,” Peter said.
“Having a butt plug in your ass doesn’t make you gay. It is a fantasy. You are not getting fucked by a man,” Emma replied.
Peter was confused. He was anti-gay all his life. Now he had a chance to fuck a hot high school cheerleader and try a butt plug discreetly to satisfy his hidden curiosities. Peter was never going to see her again anyway.
Peter had racing thoughts; “What if we get caught? What if she turns out to be underage? Would I want to fuck guys if I like the butt plug?”
Emma removed the Hitachi vibrator’s head from her pussy, and started to put her clothes on. “OK, if you don’t like to do it, fine!” she snarled.
“Wait!” Peter said, “I will do it but don’t tell anyone, and I want to see your id.”
“Who would I tell?” Emma laughed and showed Peter her driver’s license showing her age. Peter was relieved.
“Undress and lay on the bed, and call me Mistress, don’t call me missy!” Emma commanded.
Peter obeyed and laid down the bed, naked.
“Now turn sideways and pull your legs up towards your tummy,” Emma said. Peter turned sideways.
Emma reached out and grabbed Peter’s shaft with her left hand, pulling down and stroking, “feels nice,” Peter commented. He couldn’t believe a cheerleader was milking his cock with her soft, manicured hands.
Next, Emma grabbed the vibrating butt plug with her right hand, “You have a nice ass,” Emma said and slowly worked in the conical tapered tip of lubed butt plug into his ass hole. “Ahhhh,” Peter said, “it hurts!”
“No, it doesn’t! You are making it up, and call me Mistress!” said Emma, spanking his ass.
Peter started to like the whole ordeal of being dominated by a cheerleader. “Yes, missy, mmmm, sorry, yes, Mistress!” Peter said.
“Good boy!” Emma said and continued inserting the butt plug deep up in his ass, bulge disappearing in Peter’s rectum, with end stop outside his butt hole. Emma turned the vibration on, setting it to maximum shake.
“Oh my god, fuck, fuck!” moaned Peter with a gaping mouth open with pleasure. He was feeling the vibrations on his prostate, penis shaft, and all his pleasure nerves going through his cock head to his rod, to his prostate was getting stimulated like Peter never had.
“Turn on your back” Emma pushed Peter on his back.
Peter’s cock was hard. Emma grabbed and squeezed his shaft from the base and put the rest of his cock in her mouth, wrapping his rod with her soft, warm, wet lips, rolling her tongue around his cock head, locking her eyes in his eyes.
Knowing Emma is over 18, now the trucker felt like he can talk dirty.
“Suck my cock, bitch!” he shouted.
“Heyyy, heyy, mind your manners, cocksucker!” Emma shouted at Peter, at the same intensity, taking his cock out of his mouth.
“As a penalty, I will fuck you and not suck you!” she giggled and mounted him, trapping his cock between her pussy lips and his belly.
Emma started moving her hips, moving back and forth, massaging Peter’s cock with her pussy lips, sliding up all the way from his balls to the tip of his cock, and back.