Her grin got even wider. “I can’t wait to visit with you again, cousin.”
Visit Two
“Hey, can you drive Christie home?”
“Sure, no problem.”
I was visiting Christie’s family and she’d come over to her parent’s house to have dinner with everyone. It had been several months since our deal and I was forcing myself not to expect it to literally happen. All during the evening she’d been a bit flirty with me. Brushing my crotch “accidentally” as she passed – that sort of thing. I managed to do the same brush into her shapely ass at one point, but I figured this was all just in good fun Now that the evening was over, we climbed into my car and found ourselves alone together for the first time.
I backed out of the driveway and started down the road. We hadn’t gone three houses before she reached over and started unzipping my pants. I about hit a mailbox.
“Whoah! What are you doing?” I exclaimed.
She had gotten my zipper undone in record time and was now grasping around in my underwear to pull out my cock. “It’s time for our visit,” she said by way of explanation.
I put my hand out to stop her as I continued to drive. My latent guilt was flaring up again. “It’s OK – that was a fun fantasy, but you don’t really have to do it.”
She got a stern look on her face. “I keep my promises. And I already told you that I want to do this, so stop objecting.”
“But…”
She gave out an exaggerated sigh. “Cousin, I really want to suck your cock till you cum in my mouth. Will you please let me?”
I could tell she was mocking me, but she was also totally serious. I resolved to let my guilt go and let her make her own decisions. I put my hand down and she gave a satisfied “All right”, then leaned over and took my cock all the way in with one fell swoop.
Christie started bobbing her head on my erection, quickly getting it wet and filling the car with slurping sounds. I tried to focus on the road and wondered just how much the other drivers could see into my car. Even with the tight confines and the need to drive, it felt fantastic. I’ve always loved blowjobs, and Christie was fantastic at giving them. Every now and then she would stop her full-mouth stroking motion to run her tongue down my shaft as she pressed it against her cheek or tease the tip by doing little circles on it. Just as that started to get frustrating, she’d swallow the entire thing again and I’d drive my hips up in a reflexive thrust.
Presently I realized I was lost. I’d only been to Christie’s house a few times and wasn’t sure of the exact route. So I reluctantly said “Um, which way do I turn here?”
She lifted her head up and looked back and forth at the stoplight. “Turn right”, she said, and dove back into my lap to continue where she had left off. The light turned green and I made the turn. As I did I was quite certain I saw the guy in the lifted pickup next to me giving a thumbs-up.
The brief breather seemed to have given Christie a second wind, and she was now going to town like there was no tomorrow. In addition to sucking my hard dick in and out, she had gripped the base with her hand and was pumping it. I could barely manage to turn into the residential district and keep the car on the road as she kept increasing her pace. There was no more teasing now – just a determined effort to get me off.