I put up the partition.
I ask Juanita, “I’m sorry you had to blow that old guy. Do you need mouth wash?”
She laughs at me. I didn’t think it was that funny.
Juanita explains, “I walk in and see Connie and Vickie there. Then I am introduced to our bodyguard, Lin … I think. Anyways, while that’s going on, the cute elegant older lady rushes in and takes the first hole. I’m like damn, that’s my hole. Vickie and I move to the second hole.”
I chuckle, “OK, that makes sense. I knew Vickie was in the second hole. Some guy takes the third stall right as I’m finishing. Sorry, you got stuck with him.”
A laughing Junita excitedly says, “Ha, ha, ha. While Vickie kneels for you, she tells me that she will show me what she does, and then she can get you at the next stall. Well. The bright, cute girl hears that and wants you again. She rushes to the third hole. I’m thinking, what a fucking bitch. I don’t think she really looked at it. I was near, and she took him immediately.
“When the guy finishes, she runs to the sink and spits it out. She looked sick. I kneel, and Vickie gives me pointers as I’m sucking you off. That was so cool. I might need to try that again.”
I inquire, “You were in there for a while. How did Vickie do?”
She sneers at me, “You know damn well she was only there to help me. She wouldn’t even look at the others. Now, Sophia, she took a while. On the other side were some college boys. She had fun getting them off. I was surprised; I expected Vickie to try one out. I did. Oh my! I felt so slutty! After having you, they were easy. One was a bit sour while the other was sweet, like fruit. Thank you so much for taking me.”
She reaches up for a kiss, and I pull back.
Juanita laughs hard, then explains, “They have juice, mouth wash, and a sink in there. I cleaned up for you. I’m safe.”
I kiss her passionately.
She’s still excited and explaining how slutty she felt with the college boys as we pull up to a dark rest stop on the highway. The limo parks on the left side of the empty parking lot, opposite of the restrooms. Juanita and I get out. She’s nervous. I bet this wasn’t on her script.
Juanita asks me, “I don’t need the washroom.”
Her grip on my arm is firm; she is not cool with this. She’s looking at everything like someone’s going to pop out and scare her.
I tell her, “We’re the only ones here.”
She relaxes but still looks around nervously. Honestly, I’m nervous as well. I have directions and know what I’m supposed to do. There was even a map to show me exactly where to stand. That tells me that there will be more to this. That’s what makes me nervous. My butterflies are back.
I take her past the washroom, making her more curious now. About twenty feet away is a picnic table. I stand at the far end of the table, looking back at the limo and parking lot. I take off my shirt.
Juanita screams, “NO WAY! REALLY! Bill. You don’t have to do this. They said you hate this.”
As I take off my belt and pants, “Yup. I owe you this. After what I’ve taken from you, I will do anything you want. Lose the dress.”
Before I finish with my pants, her dress is on the table, folded twice. No bra or panties. I already knew that from dancing, so I’m not surprised.
I give her orders after taking off my boxers, “Hands on the table, looking at the parking lot. Spread your legs.”
Juanita is in lust mode, “God, I need this sooooo bad. Sucking cock revs my motor. I am so fucking horny right now. I’m leaking down my legs. Don’t bother eating me. FUCK ME NOW!”
I’m literally shaking with fear. What the hell am I doing here? What if someone pulls up? I need to speed this along. I drop my boxers and place them on the table. As I look down at Juanita to align my cock, a 1924 Silver Ghost pulls into the parking lot.
My exact words are, “Fuck me.”
Juanita laughs, “NOOOOOOO! Fuck me!”
I slowly push into Juanita. She’s tight and feels fabulous. Oh damn, she is terrific. I don’t mind this at all.
The car pulls into a parking spot directly in front of us. I can only see a silhouette of the driver. I have no idea who it is from here. The car is still running, and they keep the LIGHTS ON! Fuck me. Juanita screams excitedly.
She yells out, “FUCK YEA! This is just like our honeymoon!”
I was about ready to use my safeword. Not now.
I’m using a slow fucking speed. This is too good; I want this to last forever. I moan. A ’57 Bel-Air pulls into the parking lot and slowly rolls towards us. This car also pulls in ahead of us and points at us, car running and lights on. I continue fucking.
Juanita is screaming, “Fuck YEA! Awesome! I want more!”
I giggle; no way they allow more. They want me. No way they share me often. She might get some Saturdays, but no way she gets me very often.
I am starting to get comfortable. That ended with a ’53 Corvette pulling into the parking lot and pointing at us from the parking lot, lights on. Fuck, are they all going to watch me?
I pick up some speed, and Juanita screams, “OH MY! I’ve never been this full!”
I spank her ass, and she shutters. Her pussy clamps down on my cock. I pound right on through her orgasm. She can’t hold up her body, her arms collapse, her chest slams into the table.
Her ass is still up in the air because I’m holding on to her hips. I did NOT expect that; I was holding her just so I stay in place. My orgasm is creeping up; I must remember to keep it at bay.
Next to pull up is a ’65 Shelby GT350. Yes, the lights are angled to make a spotlight on me. I can’t look at them; it’s too bright. Well, they’re all here now. I could speed this along, but she’s an excellent fuck; I want to continue this for a while.
A ’76 Porsche pulls up, shines their lights on me. I don’t own a ’76 Porsche. I don’t own any Porsche; they’re too small!
Who the hell is that?
A woman gets out of the passenger side, arms up as she runs, and sprints to the washrooms. I speed up. I don’t know those people. What if the guy gets out of his car? I have no security here.
He, he, as I think that, a black van pulls out, and four men I know are walking up to the Porsche. No hands-on guns that means we’re safe. They already ran the plates.
While my security is talking to the driver, one guy pulls out a taser gun. It’s at his side, ready if needed. Probably just being safe as the guy is animated. I can hear that it’s a guy, but not what he’s saying.
I say between sharp breaths, “Juanita, you need to remarry. You’re too good a fuck to not be married.”
She orgasms again. Fuck, now it will take too long for her to orgasm. I will need to cum soon.
My prayers are answered as the woman can see the four guys by her car. She seems much more interested in us. She walks closer. She can see US naked. I am visibly shaking now and thinking of my safeword again.
The lady is shy and says to us, “Hi. How are you doing? That looks like fun. Is he any good?”
Juanita is having trouble communicating, “HI. GREAT! IT. IS! MY! BEST! EVER! BY! FAR!”
I do slightly better, “So fucking tight. Two. Orgasms. Need! Help! ME! SOON! HER! NOT!!”
I speed up. The girl is like a guided missile; she sprints to us and then down to her knees. What the fuck is she doing?