Neither the second girl nor the driver even noticed the first girl’s orgasm as he had his hands on her head driving his cock up into her face. She took it all and in moments he deposited his load in her mouth. She gagged a little and he released her so she could pull back. She coughed a huge load of cum on his thigh. He wasn’t too pleased but he was cool about it, especially when she bent forward and licked up the saliva and cum cocktail and grinned up at him. Then she licked her fingers and bent forward and sucked his flagging cock back into her mouth. She took a couple of full depth strokes and then pulled off quickly. She smacked her lips and grinned up at him again. He grinned back and then bent down and kissed her lips. Moments later their motor started and they sped off down the lake. I sat back in my chair and thought, ‘Wow. What a day.’ Little did I know that it wasn’t close to being over yet.
Retreating from the heat of that day, I was lying on my bed in the air-conditioned bedroom, reading my e-reader when I heard Jacob’s truck roar to life. The big diesel engine groaned as he drove off. I got up to look. Ashley’s car was still in the driveway and I watched for a few minutes to see if she was leaving too. They often came in two vehicles to accommodate their separate schedules. They usually left at the same time but sometimes she left and he stayed and other times he left and she stayed.
I went back to the bed and picked up my e-reader. I read for another twenty minutes before my eyelids grew heavy and without even turning the e-reader off, I was sound asleep. I was dreaming of Anna running low hurdles on the track back in college. What a sight. All other events ground to a halt as if time stopped. In my dream, dust particles lazily drift in the air as Anna is racing in slow motion. There are no sounds. In the slow-motion, her boobs are slowly bouncing in rhythm with her strides and then they lurch upward as she crests each hurdle and drop hard as her forward foot plants on the ground.
In my dream, hands went up my athletic leg and began massaging my cock. Even in my dream it seemed weird to be watching Anna race while someone else was fondling my cock. Where had the hands come from? Who did they belong to? Anna was crossing the finish line. Weird things can happen in a dream that make perfect sense at the time so I went with it.
Something brushed my lips and it wasn’t in my dream. When my eyes flashed open, a pair of lips was kissing mine. The face was too close to make out who it was. Then the lips pulled back and I focused on Ashley’s pretty face. She was lying on the bed beside me with her hand up under my shorts gripping my rapidly hardening cock. She was wearing one of her many bikinis and smiling down at me.
As I came to, I watched her eyes go from an impish grin to wide-eyed astonishment as my cock grew in her hand. She muttered, “Oh my God. Mother-fucker, what have we here?” She pulled up the leg of my shorts exposing my cock in her hand. Her fingers were curled around the circumference at the base and nearly as much stuck out above her hand.