What’s a horny 14-year-old girl to do, when she likes an older boy who has a car? Yes, you are correct . . . my parents did not approve of me dating yet . . . but on this day . . . mom and dad had driven to visit my Uncle Joe, two hours away and I was all alone. After waiting 15 minutes, I gave Mike a call and the naughty fun started.

He picked me up in his car for a trip to the mall. I loved to shop . . . not to mention the mall presented all sorts of opportunities to fool around and show off my body. There were usually plenty of father’s and older married guys that loved to stare at me when I wore something provocative . . . like today. It was even better when I saw their wife get pissed off because of the attention they were giving me. I always wondered how many of them would masturbate later that night . . . thinking about me . . . or even fucking when they were with their wives in bed.

Mike’s car was an old beater but it had one feature I liked – a bench front seat with no middle console that allowed me to sit tight up against him while he drove. I hate center consoles! Whoever came up with the idea, must have never had a girlfriend who loved to give their guy a tasty portion of “road” head.

It was a hot summer day so I was wearing my favorite cutoffs, the ones my dad said made me look like a slut. I had cut them so short that you could see the bottom of my ass while I was standing. When I bent over . . . well you could just say it was obvious I wasn’t wearing any panties.

By now my tan was in full summer mode and my legs were finally losing their thin knobby look. I loved showing them off either in daring cutoffs like these or skirts that were supposedly way too short. Really, is there such a thing as skirts that are too short? Silly question when you are trying to get and keep a boyfriend.

One of the best things about these shorts were that they were so tight in the crotch you could literally see them pull into my pussy crack when I was sitting down. I heard people call it the “camel toe” look . . . which to me sounded gross but I guess it was a fairly accurate way to describe the look. When I crossed my legs or walked . . . the material rubbed against my clit . . . so it was like I was masturbating everywhere I went! Sorry guys . . . you’ll have to miss this sensation.

My dad liked to pretend that he didn’t like me wear this pair of shorts in public, but I knew it turned him on something fierce . . . anytime I wore them. All I had to do was put them on, wiggle my ass in front of him while he was watching TV, and the next thing you knew, his eyes told me he had a huge boner and wanted to fuck. At least that’s the way it seemed some times. Not that I was complaining mind you.

On the way to the mall Mike declared that he wanted to grab a bite at Taco Bell. It seemed silly to me as the mall had a food court. I also warned him that it was lunch time so the drive-thru option would be crowded but

like most guys, he could be bull-headed sometimes.

Sure enough, when we got to the restaurant, we were one of a dozen cars at the drive-thru line but Mike didn’t want to get out and go inside so he pulled in at the end of the line and we waited… and waited. It was ridiculous how slow the line was moving! But there was good news for him.

Mike didn’t mind the wait, because the whole time we’d been driving around, I’d had my hand planted firmly on his crotch, slowly rubbing his incredible cock through his jeans. He was bulging nicely and shifting in his seat trying to get comfortable as his shaft swelled inside his confined jeans.

Dang it, I couldn’t believe how slow the service was – no wonder the line was so long. I was beginning to think we would never get to the window. So much for fast food! After a while, I decided to make the wait worthwhile . . . so I laid down on the seat on my right side, facing the back with my feet pressed up against the door and my head in his lap. I put my hand back on Mike’s crotch and looked up at him. His eyes met mine and he smiled, knowing what was going through my naughty mind.

“Reach behind me and untie my top at the neck,” I suggested. I was wearing a thin halter top, without a bra and I knew Mike liked to look at my titties.

“Things like this can get you into big trouble. Are you sure?” he asked with a big grin on his face. Without asking permission, he not only untied the top, but carefully pulled the fabric down the front . . . just past my apple-sized titties and making them bare . . . almost to my waist.

I smiled back at him and shook my head saying, “Now you know the answer

to that one Mike. Besides, you know you love looking at my tits . . . so quit complaining!”

I quickly unsnapped and then unzipped Mike’s jeans, before he could change his mind. After doing that . . . even with his cock in full erection mode, it was easy for me to reach in and carefully pull out his perfect cock. Mike had learned by now never to wear underwear on our dates . . . it just got in the way!

Like every boy I knew, Mike absolutely loved his cock to be sucked. It made me feel really good when he told me that I was the first girl to make him cum . . . just by sucking on his shaft. I had yet to be the first girl to suck any

guy’s cock . . . but so far it was unanimous – I was the best they’d had and I was proud of my growing reputation among the boys at school.

I gazed at Mike’s wonderful cock and admired the way it curved slightly when it was hard. It was pointing straight up like a yummy popsicle, except this one was warm and tasted better, not to mention the creamy

filling that waited for me inside!

“Mmmmmmm, I just love this cock!” I exclaimed softly as I held it in my hand, feeling its warmth.

I just laid there curled up in the front seat, my head on his lap and slowly started to suck his cock in my mouth like a tasty lollipop. Mike didn’t shave or trim his pubic hair which was just the way I loved it. He was now reaching behind my head, and had two hands gently manipulating my breasts . . . which I loved. In literally seconds, my nipples were rock hard, and encouraged by that phenomenon, he had begun to lightly pinch my buds . . . closely followed by twisting them. I had taught him what I liked for him to do, and he was becoming a master at it.

As I sucked his shaft, I could feel the blood throbbing into his cock, filling it and making it even larger . . . as if that were possible. His erection filled my mouth like a large sausage, only this one was warm and tasted much better.

I slowly took more of him into my mouth, until my face was buried in his lush pubic hair. I enjoyed the feeling of his curly hair against my cheeks and mouth. It tickled a bit and I knew he liked to look down and see my face covered in his hairy crotch with my mouth wrapped around his cock. I fantasized that it was probably no different than me enjoying the sight of a guy’s head in between my thighs . . . as he eagerly ate my pussy.

Finally, I felt his cock hit the back of my throat . . . but there was still a couple of inches to go so I relaxed and let him slide his knob further down.

“Oh my god Amy,” Mike groaned, “I love it when you do that! Damn girl, you can really suck cock!”

I still had to breathe, so I pulled my head up and looked upward towards his face. He grinned at me and I felt so sexy knowing how good I was making him feel with my mouth and tongue. I started to lick his cock like an

ice cream cone, starting from the base and working all the up to the deep purple tip.

Mmmmmmm he tasted so good and I loved the way his soft cock skin felt when it was stretched so tightly. Then I thought . . . I was actually happy that our carryout line was moving so slow!

Unfortunately, we eventually were the next in line so Mike nudged me. “OK girl, we’re almost there. I REALLY hate to say this . . . but time for a break.”

I took him out of my mouth just long enough to say. “Sorry, you haven’t cum yet . . . and I’ll be damn if I am going to work this hard and not get my reward!”

I immediately went back to undertaking some more serious cock sucking. I smiled to myself, knowing this was a bit on the wild side, even for Mike. He didn’t mind me sucking him off in the mall restroom, the unisex dressing rooms, or even at the movie theater in the past, but at all of those places, it was the close proximity of the people that made it hot, not that they actually saw us doing it. But this was different as it would be impossible for the person in the window NOT to see what was going on when we got there.

“C’mon, Amy, you’ve GOT to be kidding,” he said looking out the window. “There’s a guy in the window and he’ll see you!”

My response was to go down on him even deeper. I wasn’t kidding, I was dead serious. By now I was so horny, I didn’t give a damn about some stupid kid in the window. I was hungry as hell for his cum and I wasn’t about to let anyone stop me from getting it. And my pussy ached for attention as well.

Guys seem to think that girls don’t get as horny as they do. Well, they’re wrong. There are times when I get so horny and hungry for sex that I find myself doing things that I normally never would have dreamed of doing. This doesn’t happen very often, but when it does . . . I’ve learned that it’s useless to try and fight it.

Well, this was one of those times. The taste of his cock and the predicament that we had gotten ourselves into . . . had me starving for his cum. We could’ve been anywhere at the time and it wouldn’t have mattered . . . he was going to cum in my mouth before I was finished and that was that!

“Oh fuck Amy, you might get us in soooooo much trouble but go ahead and suck it girl, make me cum!” I guess I don’t need to say that Mike was now in the same state I was . . . he wanted to cum as badly as I wanted him to! And in the background I heard him give our order, intermixed with a few moans of pleasure I knew I was responsible for.

When we got to the window, I couldn’t see but I knew the kid giving us our order, probably couldn’t believe his eyes! He must’ve seen me in Mike’s lap with my head moving up and down. I wasn’t sure, but more than likely he was probably inspecting my bare titties as well. Mike told me later that the guy probably assumed we were just faking it as some sort of joke on him because he tried to be cool and just ignore us, as Mike paid him and got his change. Looking back, I guess my head and hair might have obscured his view of my mouth on Mike’s cock, so he figured at first that it was all just a practical joke.

Just as the boy leaned out to hand over the bag, Mike couldn’t hold back anymore. He groaned and his hips jumped up off the seat as he came right in my mouth! I felt his hot spurts of sperm hit the back of my throat

and collect on my tongue. God he tasted so good!

Meanwhile, the kid was still holding the bag out the window, his eyes fixed on me as Mike’s cum started to drip onto his hairy crotch as it was leaking from my mouth. I let his cock slip out of my mouth so I could lick the cum off of it and then I sat up in the seat so the kid could see Mike’s throbbing cock, all wet from my mouth and still covered

with his slimy cum. I made no attempt to cover up my bare titties as the boy kept staring.

Then there was me with Mike’s cum dripping from the corners of my mouth and down my chin as I smiled innocently at the window guy. Realizing now that I had really HAD been blowing Mike and that he had just witnessed a guy cumming in his girlfriend’s mouth, all he could do was blurt out a gasp of surprise.

Feeling really naughty . . . but even more turned on, I gave him one of my sexiest grins and stuck my tongue out so he could see what was left of Mike’s cum on it. I waved to him and spit a little out, just enough for him to see it bubbling on my lips. Then I used my tongue to gather it back in and swallowed it down. To make things even more arousing, several streams of cum had dribbled down over my bare breasts and nipples for him to look at.

Mike knew he’d better get going before I did anything more, so he just smiled at the poor kid, winked and then quickly drove off. I don’t know if the boy told anyone at work what he had seen, but I would be willing to

bet nobody believed the poor guy if he tried!

Mike was laughing the whole way to the mall. “Damn Amy, you are something else! I’ve never felt so hot and so scared at the same time as when I shot my load right in front of that guy. Then for him to see you . . . with my slimy cum dripping from your mouth . . . Geeze you are such a hot wicked little girlfriend . . . and I love it!” Then he lowered his voice, “Sit back in the seat and keep showing your bare titties as we head to the mall,” he whispered.

“Can’t wait to see who notices them next!”

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