Start Finding Your Dating Partner
“You’re all set, Jen.” Olivia Swede put her arm around the bespectacled redhead wearing a schoolgirl’s uniform. “He’ll be driving by here in a minute.”
Jenna Westlake took a deep breath as she stood by the roadway. She nodded to the taller girl beside her and glanced at the camera phone. “Yes, Liv. Broken bike, check. Camera phone, check. Extra short skirt, and extra tight blouse, check… and my cute little self, double check.”
“Ha, yeah.” Darla Richmond laughed. “Poor Roger Callahan hasn’t got a snowball’s chance in hell.”
“We’ll show that snooty bitch of a wife of his an all her equally slutty bitch clique that they can’t mess with us and get away with it.” Jenna added with some venom.
“Yep, they messed with April, they messed with us all.” Darla snapped her fingers. “Now they’re all going down like this.”
“Heads up, babe.” Olivia grinned at Jenna. “Here comes your ride. Come on, Darla, let’s make ourselves scarce.”
Jenna picked up the mangled bicycle and walked up to the edge of the road, her large eyes staring wide at the red Porsche cruising up towards her. The other two girls hurriedly ducked down behind some bushes as the redhead stuck out her hand with a thumbed up fist at the approaching vehicle. It slowed down and came to a smooth stop right before her. A handsome man, brown hair falling over his brow and a slight smile on his face, peered out at her.
“Hi, Mister, are you heading for St. Michaela’s School?” Jenna purred; her eyes moist and enticing.
“Yes, I am, Miss.” Roger Callahan leaned out of the window. “I can give you a ride there. Whoa, that’s a mess.”
“Yeah, I hit a piece of rock on the road.” Jenna let the twisted bike fall from her grip. “I think I’ll just leave it here.”
“It sure looks busted real bad.” Callahan smirked, stepping out of the car and holding open the door for her. “Come on in, I’ve got to get there in half an hour, to pick up my kid.”
“Gee, thanks mister.” She smiled, slipping into the passenger seat. “I’m Jenna.”
“Nice name.” He grinned, starting the Porsche up. “Roger Callahan.”
“Yours too.” Jenna smiled at him. “And it sounds familiar.”
“Time and Tide.” He said, smiling.
“What?” She gave him a puzzled look.
“Harris and Ford? Running Free?” He looked at her expectantly. “The Dream Keeper?”
“Uh, are those street signs or songs…?” She felt slightly embarrassed. She hadn’t taken him to be some kind of loon and hoped that she wasn’t going to regret this.
“Hm, I guess you’re not into stage plays.” He said with a laugh. “I’m a stage actor… you said my name was familiar so I thought you might have seen a play of mine.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She grinned. “I’m not much of an opera person.”
“It’s not opera… just like a movie, except that… ah, never mind.” He smiled tightly, stepping on the pedal.
“Oh yes… I remember now, Callahan as in Diane Callahan?” Jenna pretended to look excited.
“That’s my wife!” He gave her a look of bewilderment. “You know her?”
“No, not personally.” Jenna laughed. “A friend of mine used to babysit for her.”
“Hm, small world.” He smirked. “Too damn small.”
“So how long you’ve been married, Mr. Callahan?” She asked innocently.
“Oh, about seven years.” He shrugged. “Yeah, will be eight this fall.”
“Is she an actor too?” The redhead touched his arm.
“Oh, no.” He smiled, glancing at the slender, well manicured hand on his bicep. “She isn’t an actor. More like a producer.”
“Oh. She must be very lucky.”
“Yeah, she’s good at getting things organized.”
“No, I meant with you.” She shook her head, staring at him wonderingly. “You’re a very handsome man; and kind too.”
“Really?” He laughed. “Thank you. And I must say you’re quite a lovely young lady too. Have you considered a career in acting?”
“Acting?” She squealed. “I couldn’t act to save my life.”
“Oh, it’s not that hard… except maybe the first few times and then it’s quite routine really.”
“Why didn’t you try for the movies?” She touched his arm again. “You’d be really famous then… and I might have heard of you, maybe even been your fan.”
“I did think about that… but I’m more of a hometown boy and I like theater more than the silver screen.” He said, with a hint of regret in his voice.
“Oh, I can’t believe that, Mr. Callahan.” Jenna shook her head, making her wavy red hair sexily dance before her face. “You’d make a great actor on screen.”
“Well, yeah, maybe.” He admitted. “But then Diane and the others felt I’m better on stage.”
“I think they just want to keep you under wraps.” She sounded angry.
“I’m not too sure, though the producers, well, Diane mostly, calls the shots in my career.”
“What?” She jerked back, holding down her laughter. “That’s harsh.”
“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean it to sound like that.” He groaned. “Especially to someone I just met.”
“That’s alright.” She shrugged. “We’re practically friends, kind of.”
“That’s cool.” He said, nodding his head. “I feel strangely comfortable talking to you. It’s kind of liberating not to be so guarded all the time.”
“You can tell me anything you like.” She said; a hint of huskiness in her voice.
He glanced at her sideways. She suddenly didn’t look like a schoolgirl at all. More like a red headed goddess, breathing fire and eliciting desire by his side. Jenna touched his thigh and he almost drove off the road.
“Whoa, my bad.” He said sheepishly. “Getting to emotional with my babbling, sorry.”
“Don’t be sorry, Roger.” She whispered, her fingers digging into the dense muscle of his thigh. “You can tell me anything… I’m not your wife, I don’t bite.”
“Holy Shi…” He gasped, “Girl, you okay?”
“I am, Roger.” She replied lustfully. “It’s you… you’re making me so hot.”
“Well, I can’t say that I don’t have the same opinion of you…” He had a quiver in his voice, “but, I don’t want to get into any trouble. How old are you?”
“I’m nineteen,” she purred. “Old enough for anything and everything.”
“Good god, are you hitting on me, Jenna?” He slowed the car down to a cruise.
“If you think so… then I am.” She peered at him from over the rim her eyeglasses, her large eyes moist and desirous.
“Geez, was that whole bike busted thing to get to me… like this?” He cried in disbelief.
“I guess we both got lucky, baby.” She said, stroking his thigh and feeling the muscles ripple against her fingers.
“Carry on like that and I’m going to crash the Porsche.” He laughed nervously.
“I’m sure you have many young fans who throw them selves at you.” She looked at him with a smug smile.
“I wish, there aren’t so many theatre goers as I’d like,” Callahan sighed with a shrug, “among young women, I mean.”
“Well, it’s not too late; I can be your first groupie.” She leaned closer to him, pressing her soft body against his.
“Good Lord, girl!” He threw back his head and laughed. “Are you for real?”
“As real as you, Roger.” She slid her hand up his thigh and squeezed his crotch.
“Fucking hell!” He gasped and hit the brakes, making the car screech on its wheels.
“I’m playing the naughty schoolgirl, Mr. Actor, how do you like my acting so far?” She breathed as her deft fingers undid his zipper and fished for his hardening cock.
“You’re putting on an Oscar winning performance, darling.” He gasped, shifting his hips to allow her more access.
“Yeah? I haven’t even got to the best part yet.” She smiled at the sight of his ten inch long cock as it sprang out of his pants to greet her. “Wow, that’s a big one.”
“Oh, shit… I’d better move this car along, can’t keep it parked on the freeway.” He gasped as her warm, slender fingers stroked his surging cock torturously.
“Mmh, you do that, baby.” She moaned. “While I get this stick shift into full gear.”
“Oh God!” He gasped as he felt her soft moist lips press on his pulsing cockhead. “Oh, baby, please… suck it. It’s been so long.”
“Wow! Really?” She purred, kissing the underside of his thick shaft. “I can’t believe Diane is passing this up for anything… she must be really dense.”
“Yeah, you could say that.” He groaned, moving his hips over the seat, trying to keep his mind on the road.
She wrapped her lips around the cockhead, slowly swirling her tongue all around it. Her eyeglasses fogged over with her own breath but she didn’t care. The thick cock meat in her mouth felt too good to concern herself with anything else. She caressed his balls with her left hand as she stroked the shaft with her right, her tongue slobbering over the head and dribbling saliva down the length of his cock. Jenna giggled as he slid his hand over her back and down between her butt crack.
“Oh, baby, yeah… that’s the stuff.” He groaned, closing his eyes, oblivious to the road before him.
“You better find a dirt road to duck into, baby.” She purred, looking up. “I’m going to work on this beauty for a while and we don’t want to get your lovely red car all wrecked, do we?”
“You’re right, Sweetcheeks.” He grunted, glancing left and right. “There, that little detour looks perfect.”
Within moments he was driving the Porsche down a side road toward a densely treed area where no one in their right mind would want to venture. Roger Callahan was in anything but his right mind. Years of pent up stress and sexual tension demanded release and he was a slave to his better instinct. The tight bodied teenage redhead was the trigger and he was ready to blow.
“This looks like a good spot,” He grunted, parking the car.
Jenna nodded, making slurping noises as she went down on his cock, taking almost half of it in her hungry throat. She worked his balls with her fingers, massaging the tight orbs around the sac, easing the tightness, helping them along to build up a release. Callahan leaned back on the seat, dropping his head back and sighing. His hand caressed her hair; it had been a while since someone went down on him like that, a far too long while.
“Oh, fuck, baby.” He whispered. “I can’t hold back much longer… this is too freaking good… you wanna take my load, baby?”
Jenna nodded eagerly, pushing more of his cock down her throat, gagging and choking over it. The buzzing sensation of her throat sent him over the edge. He grabbed her head and whimpered out loud, letting his balls release the tension and eject his seed up the ten inch shaft. Jenna felt his cock swell and pulled back up until she had the thick head in her mouth. She wanted to taste him, swirling her tongue over the head and the pee slit. He obliged her instantly, squirting thick wads of his steaming load into her mouth. Jenna’s flushed cheeks swelled up; he was cumming too hard and too fast. She swallowed frantically, letting the excess dribble down the corners of her stuffed mouth and her dimples chin.
“Oh, yeah, baby, yeah.” Callahan groaned like an animal. “Drink up, and there’s plenty left in me for your sweet pussy, girl, cause we ain’t done till I’ve fucked that tight little treasure between your sexy legs.”
Jenna was glad to hear that as she gagged over his spewing cock. Her pussy throbbed like crazy and she would like nothing better than his thick cock inside it. She released his cock as the last of its offering dribbled out. Her lips and tongue cleaned the jizz of the shaft and her fingers and she looked at him through her foggy spectacles.
“Baby, you just made this old man come back to life.” He panted. “And I can’t wait to make you feel the way you made me.”
“This looks like a great place to fuck, why don’t we do it outside.” She smacked her lips. “I’ve always wanted to get banged on the hood of a sexy red Porsche.”
“It sure is deserted here.” He peered out of the window, his hands running all over her breasts and belly.
“Come on, let’s do this.” Jenna said breathlessly.
“Wow, you’re sure are turned on.” Callahan whistled, looking around the secluded spot. They were parked in a clearing, about a mile from the road, surrounded a dense overgrowth of trees and bushes. “I hope no State Troopers patrol cars spotted us ducking in here.”
“I’m sure they didn’t.” Jenna stepped out of the care and pressed against him, his hands roaming all over her tight sexy body. “We weren’t over the speed limit, were we?”
“Hell, no, we weren’t” He looked around the clearing, no other life-form was anywhere near them.
The two of them were the only ones in the secluded area and he pulled her closer, his lips closing in over hers. She kissed him back hungrily, her knees trembling.
“Take off your blouse, baby.” He said, almost pleading. “Let me see those beauties up close.”
She smiled wide and slowly undid the buttons on her blouse, letting her perky, yet full round breast fall free and jiggle before his leering eyes. She watched him intently all the while, noting his lust for her and enjoying the feeling she got from it. Her breasts ached, freely bouncing as she moved; the chill air around her making her cherry-like nipples hard instantly.
“Here you are, Roger.” She purred. “My twin beauties are yours to do as you please with them.”
“Oh, yeah, such tender beauties,” He smiled; cupping the underside of her left breast and squeezing it softly. “I could have died and gone to heaven.”
She felt a rush of electricity jolt through her at his tender touch. She craved for his large, rough hands to take hold of her breasts and fondle them, squeeze them hard and make the aching stop. He looked into her lustful eyes and obliged, covering her soft globes with his large hands, squashing down on the yielding flesh.
Callahan got down on his knees and held her breasts up to his face; he looked like a kid who just saw Santa escape back up the chimney. She giggled as he popped one nipple into his mouth and slowly sucked on it. Her knees wobbled and she held on to his shoulders for support, leaning over him, making her wavy red hair fall over his head.
“Mmh, your nipples are really sensitive, Jenna.” Callahan moaned; his mouth full of her softness. “Love they way they stick out like cherries.”
“Ohhh, yeah, Roger…” Jenna tossed her head back and pushed her breasts into his face even more. “Keep sucking them like that and I’ll be cumming real soon.”
Callahan swirled his tongue over her left nipple while his fingers pinched the left, teasing the sensitive nubs like she had never been before. Her body shook as she felt a surge of heat unleash from her belly and roll down towards her quivering pussy.
“Oh, god… Roger, you’re so good with your mouth… you’re going to make me cum… ohhh.”
“Oh, heck no, babe…” He panted. “You’re going to cum on my mouth. Bend over the front of the car; I want to know how teenaged girls of today taste like.”
Jenna turned around, a thrill rushed through her body. The anticipation of his lips and tongue on her aching pussy mad her ecstatic. She leaned over the front of red Porsche, pushing her hips back, her perfectly round butt aimed right at him. He groaned and reached for her, pushing her short skirt up and pulling soaking panties down. He squeezed her white soft buns, one in each of his large hands. She felt her belly clench hard and her knees wobble. She pressed down on the hood of the car, the sleek metal feeling good on her bare breasts and her face. Callahan stretched her buns apart with his fingers, revealing her dripping pussy to his grinning face. Her heightened arousal trickled down her sexy thighs and ran his slobbering tongue all along smoothness of her legs. She shrieked and giggled, pressing down onto the cold metal of the care, making her erect nipples stick out as if they were electrified.
Callahan stuck his hard fingers deep into her pussy as his tongue tickled her swollen clit. She moaned and pushed her hips back, mashing her sexy rump into his face. She giggled as his nose slid into her ass crack, tickling her as he buried his face into her.
“Jenna, I’m in love with your gorgeous ass…” Callahan groaned thickly as his fingers spread her soft asscheeks apart. “I love it so much; I want to stick my tongue into this cute little hole too.”
A rush of excitement mingled with fear overcame her and she stiffened as his finger probed the rim of her little poop-hole. The hairs over her neck rose, she hadn’t thought he’d want to try that. But she was too horny to care and wiggled her ass at him encouragingly. Callahan suddenly inserted a saliva coated finger into her anus, making her feel the tightness immediately inside her. He wriggled his finger slightly and she struggled to hold back her orgasm. He pulled his finger out as suddenly as he had put it, making her sigh in relief, only to shriek out loud as he stuck his tongue in its place. He sucked hungrily on her soft ass cheeks wit his lips as his probing tongue snaked into her rear.
“Ohmigod, I’ve never… ohhh, fuck…” Jenna whimpered and spread her legs further apart letting him have more access. “I’ve never felt this good before, Roger.”
“A sexy ass like this needs to be worshipped. “He grinned, looking up and then diving back in.
His tongue kept up relentlessly, straining and wriggling, sending streaks of ecstasy all through her as his fingers worked on her dripping pussy. She beat her small fists down on the car, moaning and whimpering as he nibbled her to an orgasm she wouldn’t soon forget. She arched her back, pushing more of her ass into his face. He nodded appreciatively into her softness, squirming his tenacious tongue even deeper into her. He sucked deeply, his lips like a suction machine siphoning hard and letting go with a loud slurp each time. Her knees trembled and she felt she would slide off the car and end up squatting on his face.
“Ohhh, Roger!” Jenna groaned. “I’m in heaven.”
“And I’m the angel of love.” He laughed, holding her up against the car with his hands pushing up her plush butt.
He lashed his wicked tongue from her throbbing clit, and all the way over her quivering pussy to her tingling anus. He went over and over several times, making her hammer her small fists on Porsche again and again. Suddenly he pushed her hips up high bracing her against the car. Her pussy fell right over his mouth and his wild oral attack took her over the edge. Sobbing with her face pressed against the car hood, her body shuddering and out of control, she reached and clawed at empty air as she lost herself to the intense wave of pleasure erupting within her. Her knees finally gave in and her belly clenched as her orgasm hit escape velocity, making her lose all sense of time and space. She whimpered loudly with every surging discharge of her nascent juices over Callahan’s exulting face. He kept up his frenetic lapping sending paralyzing streaks of electrifying pleasure all through her body. She felt weightless, floating like a limp balloon as he teasingly continued to clean up her gushing release.
“Oh, man.” She gasped, clawing at the sleek metal of the Porsche to keep herself from sliding off the car. “You’ve really killed me, Roger. That was the best fucking orgasm I ever had in my life.”
“Well, I am known to be a lady-killer.” He grinned sheepishly. “But we’re far from done, baby, now what can I do to bring you back to life?”
“Oh, I’ve been a bad girl… a naughty little schoolgirl.” She purred, slowly wriggling her tingling butt. “Spank me, Roger… spank this little bad bitch, spank me hard.”
“Holy road to hell, this gets better and better.” He laughed and stood up, his face dripping with her orgasmic fluids. His lard hand cracked across her upturned buttocks and she shrieked at the sharp sting on her soft skin. He struck her once more, making her knees tremble.
“Oh, Roger… keep spanking me,” She moaned, pushing her smarting rump out further at him, tossing her head and making her red luxuriant hair billow around her. “I’m a bad, bad girl, baby.”
“You asked for it, you little minx.” He grinned and smacked her harder, enjoying the way her half-naked sexy body writhed over the hood of his car.
“Oh, yeah… yeah.” She wailed. “Oh, I’m so horny now, baby… I need a good fucking.”
“And I’ll give that to you, baby.” He said hoarsely, “But first you’ve got to prime me up for it.”
She nodded and sank down to her knees, eager to take him in her mouth again as his cock, erect and hard once more, bobbed wildly before her face. She gazed up at him and his smile was breathtaking. He twitched his cock a couple of times and pushed his pelvis toward her.
“Come on, sweetheart…” He said lustily. “I know you want to suck on this Popsicle again.”
She nodded excitedly as the sight of his rock hard cock thrilled her. A shameless need to take his cock in her mouth overcame her again. Her mouth dropped wide open and she grabbed his hard cock with both hands. One under his large balls and the other at the base on top. He moaned at her touch as his cock surged upward and his knees trembled.
“Oh, baby.” He whispered thickly. “Come on, suck my big fat cock.”
She giggled again, her large expressive eyes peering over the rim of her eyeglasses as she gently slipped the slick beetroot red knob into her mouth. Her tongue swirled over the thick meaty cockhead and flicked over the large slit, making him shiver fiercely. She knew he was enjoying this as much as she was and slowly slid her lips down the thick shaft. She pulled back up and sucked on the head some more, swirling her tongue all around it, tasting the fresh ooze of pre-cum. His hands trembled and his breath shortened as began to slide more of his stiff hardness into her soft warm mouth. She was down on him almost all the way again, his cock pulsed and throbbed against her throat. She played with his tight balls, feeling the rumpled skin and the curly hairs all over them.
“Oh, baby!” Callahan moaned, grasping at her head.
His large hands gently caressed her head and face as he moved her slowly back and forth over his ten inches of steel hard cock, making her feel every inch of it in her mouth. Jenna looked up at him over the rim of her large eyeglasses; giggling at his blissful expression. She gagged as his cock surged deeper, seemingly getting bigger as he held on to her head more resolutely, gasping and grunting, almost fucking her mouth.
“Jenna, baby…” He groaned, gently pulling out his throbbing cock from her hungry mouth. “I am all set for you, darling.”
She shook her head eagerly, her eyes fixated on his enticing erection swaying before her, covered in her saliva. She grabbed at it and kissed it a few more times.
“Oh, I can’t wait to have this beauty fill me up.” She purred, stroking the rock hard organ. “Can you make me cum harder with you cock than you did with you mouth, Roger?”
“Oh, I’ll give you more than that, little redheaded devil.” He grinned, stroking his rock hard erection and stepping up behind her.
She gasped as he nudged the hot, swollen head of his cock against the soft moist opening of her pussy. The pulsing heat of his rock hard cockhead blended with the damp warmth of her arousal. He held her curvy hips and slowly began pushing the thick roll of hard meat into her. She squirmed as it felt like a searing lance was impaling her on its way in. She couldn’t believe that she would ever actually be making love out in the open, with the possibility of anyone coming upon them at any time. The bizarre thought heightened her excitement, and a flash of mild apprehension crossed her mind. His thick cock pushing into her tight pussy made her focus back on him, forgetting everything else.
“Oh, God… Roger, you’re so fucking big.” She moaned, thrusting her sexy hips back and rubbing her ass against his groin. “Please… be gentle.”
“Gentle as a lamb, baby.” He grunted and pushed even more of his length into her. Her knees kept on trembling as his thickness crammed into her. The pulsating throb of his erection sent churning waves into her belly, making her head pound. His hard fingers bit deep into the soft skin of her hips, making her wince, though the sensation added to the intense pleasure building inside her. His thick cock slid all the way in and he gasped at the tightness engulfing him. She felt a shivering jolt go through her as he twitched his cock inside her pussy, making her gasp.
“Oh, Roger… it’s so freaking good.” Jenna moaned with lust dripping on each word.
She pushed herself upright, feeling his cock rise with her and stretch inside. He bent his knees to accommodate her rising motion. She turned her head and reached back, snaking an arm around his neck and kissing him on the lips. He kissed her back with passion and hunger, nibbling at her full lips, heightening her senses even more. His hands slid up her smooth belly and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She gasped as he pinched her sensitive nipples, making the ache more intense as his cock throbbed inside her, getting ever thicker. The gentle pain mingled with the pleasure turned her on even more, sending tendrils of pleasure all over her flustered body. He pushed her back down over the hood slowly and began thrusting his hips back and forth. The intense friction of his hard cock sliding in and out of her hot, sensitive pussy walls set off a raging fire in her. She sensed the heat rise as his strokes got more intense, making her shiver as the first embers of her second orgasm began to light up.
She pressed herself down over the smooth surface of the red Porsche, enjoying his humping strokes. His hips slammed hard on her plump buttocks, making her shudder and moan with each stroke. She gasped as his big hairy balls slapped against her swollen clitoris, every sensitive touch sending ecstatic waves all over her, heightening her state of arousal and making it even more pleasurable.
Callahan stretched his arm and grabbed her neck, his fingers digging into her rich red hair as he continued banging her. She loved the sensation of being dominated by him and she thrust her hips back at him with more intensity. She strangely felt the need to be dominated, by a strong man, a man who knew what he was doing, just like Roger Callahan was.
“Oh, Roger, yes… yes, fuck me like you would a slave.” She whimpered. “Fuck me hard.”
“Hell, yeah,” He growled and he smacked her hard across the rump with his large hand.
The sharp stinging brought tears to her bespectacled eyes, but it also made her body yearn for more. She pushed her hips out invitingly, for more punishment.
“Oh,God… Roger, this is so good…” She cried out. “Spank me, baby, I’m a bad girl…”
“Yeah, you are the worst of the lot.” He grunted, banging her with increasing force, making the Porsche wobble under their weight. “And the best I’ve ever had…”
“Oh, fuck… is that, like, even better than your wife?” She laughed; squeezing her thighs together and quashing his hardness tightly inside her. “This is so going to kill her.”
“Don’t I know that?” His laughed, gasping hard. “But she’ll never know.”
She could feel his breath shorten; he was going to have an orgasm soon. A cold thrill rushed all over her; she wanted his orgasm to go off deep inside her. She yearned to feel his thick cock discharge its load into her pussy. She pushed her curvy hips back, meeting the intensity of his strokes.
Jenna sensed her own orgasm building up to tidal wave proportions. The tempo of his strokes increased and the slapping of his tight balls on her bloated clitoris became too extreme for her to bear. Her body yearned for pleasurable release, its heightened sensitivity overpowering her mind with the red haze of carnal desire. All she could think of was his thick, throbbing cock slamming in and out of her with frenzied precision as it sent electric sparks all through her.
He grunted hard and pushed in deeper; she knew he was going to blow. But he abruptly stopped, pressing her down on the car and looking over his shoulder. She gasped, and turned her head back to look at him. He had a look of intense concentration on his face. She twisted her back around and propped herself her elbow, running her other hand over his hairy chest. His throbbing cock swiveled around inside her with the movement and it felt good enough for her to orgasm right then.
“What’s the matter, baby.” She said hoarsely, flexing her buttocks and clenching down on his cock.
“It’s a car… someone’s driving down the dirt road.” He said, sliding off her and pulling out his cock. “Damn it all, I was about to… quick, get in the car.”
“Are you sure?” She looked around and heard nothing.
“Yeah, it’s headed this way. Get in, quick.” He urged.
She looked around again and gasped. He was right, it did sound like a car. She hoped it wasn’t anyone they knew. He held the door open and she slipped in.
“Lie down on your back and spread your legs.” He hissed, urgently. “We can continue this inside.”
She did as he asked, her head resting just under the steering wheel. He slid in over her, his hard cock sliding smoothly into her moist opening. She gasped as his weight came down on her and his cock filled her up again. He shut the windows and had the glass tint over.
“No point giving anyone a free show.” He laughed and began to grind his hips against hers.
“Oh, yeah, baby.” She whispered. “Fuck me… oh, I want your cum deep inside me.”
“Whoa! I love the sound of that.” He smiled. “You lovely creature, I give thanks to whatever hell that spawned you… you’ve made me so happy today.”
They could hear the car now as it pulled up outside the Porsche. Callahan looked up and stiffened. It was a patrol car and a uniformed traffic cop was stepping out of the car.
“Who is it?” Jenna whispered. “What’s happening?”
“Shhh, it’s a cop.” He said; his heart pounding. “Be quiet, I’ll take care of it.”
“A cop?” Jenna felt a cold sweat descend all over her.
“He’s outside the window, shhh.” Callahan whispered sharply.
A sharp tap on the window made the two of them jump. Callahan pushed himself up and lowered an inch of the window pane.
“What’s seems to be the problem here, Mister?” The officer asked, peering at the actor.
“Oh, hello Officer.” Callahan grinned. “Just a bit of car trouble, I’ve got in under control.”
“Well, good.” The cop smiled. “License and registration please.”
“Uh, sure.” He grunted and pushed out the papers thought the slot in the window with some effort.
“Something wrong with this window too?” The officer asked as he looked at the license.
“Yeah, kind of jammed.” Callahan grinned.
“No way to treat a Porsche.” The cop muttered, looking at the registration papers. “Mr. Roger Callahan.”
“Yeah, it’s been a while… time to get a new car.” Callahan rolled his eyes at Jenna as she giggled softly, his thick cock still pulsing inside her pussy.
“Roger Callahan!” The cop suddenly went stiff. “The Roger Callahan?”
“Um, depends on the context you’re asking, officer.” He shrugged, the motion making his cock push in deeper into Jenna.
“You know; Time and Tide.” The cop smiled. “The Dream Keeper… Harris and Ford.”
“You’re a fan of theater?” Callahan sounded genuinely surprised.
“My wife and I both.” He grinned, handing the paperwork back. “Everything’s in order here.”
“Oh, good. So I can carry on?” The actor said impatiently.
“Oh yes, yes.” The cop nodded. “But first, can I have an autograph, for the wife… she’ll never believe this.”
“Um, I’m kind of… okay, sure.” Callahan smiled and accepted the piece of paper and pen the cop pushed through the window slot.
“Make that to Diane Morrell, my wife.” The cop smiled wide.
“Sure, to Diane with love.” Callahan grimaced as he struggled to hold the pen and paper in his present state of discomfort.
“Diane!” Jenna giggled softly as Callahan arched his back and pressed the paper against the glass of the window and signed his name.
“Here you go, sir.” Callahan pushed the signed paper and pen back at the cop, sliding up the window before the lawman had any other requests.
They waited for the patrol car to drive away, lying very still in each others arms.
“Whew!” Jenna exhaled. “That was a fucking close one.”
“Yeah, and it’s done with.” Callahan grinned. “Now where were we?”
“You were right here inside me and we were about to reach nirvana.” She giggled.
He grinned at her, leaning down and kissing her flushed cheek and neck. Her eyeglasses bumped his nose and she giggled again. He reached for her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching the hard nipples. She winced and yet she wanted more. She threw her legs around his hips and thrust upward to meet his downward strokes halfway. His cock slid smoothly in and out of her tight pussy, sending waves of body wracking ecstasy though her.
“Oh Roger… please, I’m so hot now…” Jenna whimpered as he ground his hips into her. “You’re an Adonis… you’re a sex-machine… a god of love… your big hard cock is making me mad….please, baby, cum inside me… I want you to cum deep inside me.”
“I aim to please, Sweetcheeks.” He gasped, kissing her neck. “Oh, yeah…”
“Yes, baby, yes,” She moaned, writhing under him. “Fuck me, cum inside me.”
“But I don’t want… any accidents… like getting you knocked up.” He gazed into her large expressive eyes.
“Oh, I just don’t care…” She said breathlessly. “Fuck me, baby… fuck me so bad.”
“Well, whatever you say, dollface.” He wheezed and increased his tempo. “Let’s get this machine going then.”
“Go for it, Roger,” She urged. “I want you to come inside me so bad.”
“That’s my girl.” He grinned and placed her legs on his shoulders, her shoes scraping the roof of the Porsche. Her belly squashed in and her knees pressed down on her aching breasts, Jenna looked up at Callahan, really turned on by this new position. She grasped at his shoulders as he pushed more of his cock in, slamming down with force.
“Uhhh, feels… so good, baby.” She moaned, caressing his face as his thick cock buried deep inside her.
He weighed down on her in the confined space as he moved back and forth, the cramped legroom hurting her a bit but the pleasure of fullness deep inside her with every thrust made her ignore the discomfort. Callahan pressed her down, bringing his weight over with her legs wrapped around his shoulders. His dense butt flexed with each thrust, filling her with excitement as she leaned forward and felt his tight hardness.
“You like that, baby.” He panted, banging down hard. “You like the way my butt clenches with each hump.”
“Yeah, oh, fuck yeah…” She moaned; caressing his face. “I love it.”
“And I’m going to cum pretty soon… deep inside you.” His breathing grew strained.
“Oh, Roger…” She moaned, slipping her hand down to her throbbing clit. “I love this… this is the best fuck ever… and the first with an actor.”
“Yeah…” He grunted with a laugh. “And it’s not all an act.”
She laughed and her belly quivered. His strokes grew more insistent and powerful, as she rubbed her clitoris, swirling two fingers over it while his cock slammed in and out of her pussy.
“Oh gaawwd…” She whimpered. “This is awesome; I’m going to cum so hard now…”
She gasped and moaned, raking her nails over his chest and shoulders as a really strong orgasm, the like she could never forget, ripped through her. She felt his cock swelling up even bigger inside her pussy as she came all over it. She knew he was going to cum real hard; there was no holding back now.
Callahan threw back his head and groaned as hot streaks of his splashing fluids erupted inside her swallowing pussy. He kept on humping her as he came in a never ending rush. She wriggled under his bulk as he pushed her legs off his shoulders and pressed down on her. He mumbled something incomprehensive as he emptied his load into her; she kissed his face, ignoring his ramblings and the smudges all over her eyeglasses.
“Oh, yeah!” She moaned, peering into the camera phone she had hidden over the dashboard of the car. “This is going to do the trick real good.”
“Oh, yeah, baby.” He groaned, looking up at her satisfied face.
“It’s the best afternoon hitchhike I ever had.” She purred.
“Oh, shit!” He suddenly sat up. “Oh Fuck… it’s past three… I’m late to pick up my kid.”
“Oh, he’ll be safe, don’t worry about it.” She drawled, squeezing her thighs together and milking out the last of his ebbing orgasm.
“You’re not really a student of St. Michaela’s are you?” He smiled. “My kid’s a girl and it’s an all-girl convent school.”
“Oops, you caught me out.” Jenna laughed. “See, I am a bad girl after all.”
“You’re a bad girl, all right.” Olivia Swede threw back her dark haired head and laughed. “This is amazing; you actually got it all on camera. From start to finish.”
“Yeah,” Darla joined in. “Can’t believe that cop showed up and almost got you two in real trouble.”
“Yeah, I was totally freaking out then.” Jenna grinned. “But as you saw, Roger’s amazing. Lucky the cop was a fan of his.”
“That was sweet.” Olivia laughed. “Him signing an autograph for a Diane, the same name as his bitchy wife.”
“Let’s have some of the best bits edited pronto and drop the CD at the Callahan residence, addressed to the bitch.” Jillian said, firing up the video editing software on her laptop computer.
“Yeah, you do that, Jill.” Olivia nodded. “While we set up out next hit.”
“It’s Ruth Gordon next.” April smiled at her avenging angels. “And her husband Alex is a mountain of a man.”
“We hear he’s a Mr. America or something. He’s as big as Hulk Hogan.” Jenna laughed.
“It’ll take more than one of us to work that guy.” Olivia shook her head. “He’s also a firefighter so we know he’s tough.”
“I thought you’d be taking care of him.” April looked at her best friend. “You’re the biggest, toughest gal I know.”
“Sure am, Baby.” The tall Amazonian girl laughed. “But this calls for some double action.”
“I agree.” Darla added. ‘We nominated Britney and Heather to down this guy. Between them, Alex Gordon doesn’t have a prayer.”
“The Gordon family is on a camping trip tomorrow and we know that part of the woods really well.” Heather laughed, twirling her blonde hair lazily on her finger.
“Yeah, leave this to us.” Britney, the other lithe blonde chipped in. “We love guys with really big muscles.”
Apart from the slight difference in their height, the two blonde girls could have passed off as twin sisters. They almost always dressed alike too. April looked at them with pride and smiled.
“Go for it, angels.” She said cheerfully. “Happy hunting.”