The Quickie Chronicles - A Hypothetical Response

Round 1:

if you were to show up in your truck
the story would go a little differently
i'd never put my seat belt on.
i'd come up close to you
undo your pants
slip your dick out over the top of you boxers
stroke you with my hands a few times, teasing you
take my time licking your tip as i continue to stroke you with my hand
i'd let my spit run all down your dick and my hands
sloppy head is the only kind of head to give, right ?
i'd continue taking more and more of you in my mouth
pacing myself
teasing you
but making sure not to hurt my jaws
i'd get to the point where i wouldn't need my hands
just my mouth on your dick
going up and down
tongue swirling all around as i'm moving
faster. slower
harder. softer.
until you cum
i anticipate every drop
i suck it up as it comes out

Round 2:

this gets trickier
and if you crash this car and we die...
so you're hard...still
and i've worked myself up quite a bit giving you head
i not soaking wet, but wet enough to start
so i get in your lap.
ease down on your dick
bent over. under the steering wheel
holding on to the floor mats for balance
i bounce up and down on your dick to warm myself up
get wetter
before becoming more aggressive with my thrusts
i come down harder and faster as i begin to tease you from the inside
squeezing my muscle down on you
making it tighter and tighter as i continue to thrust away
i put my legs up on the seat on either side of you
so that my ass jiggles more as i ride
you smack my ass
i laugh and almost stop
asking if that's all you have
you pull over and stop the car
grab me by the hair at the nape of my neck and pull me up
you take control of the thrusts
smacking my ass harder and harder each time
i yelp and grab on to the steering wheel
every thrust causes my tits to hit the horn
i start trying to run away from you
you grab my hips tight and force yourself into me over and over
harder and harder
i lose control of my legs
they start shaking around you
i lose all control of myself and become limp
you sling my across the seat
throwing my legs over my head
you stroke me slowly as my legs shake around your neck
you look in my eyes with a twinkle of victory
before pulling out and cumming all over my tits

Round 3:

I'm trying to figure out how you're still hard.

you must be some version of super nigga or something.

you sit up in your seat

dick still out

and start to put your seat belt on.

i can barely feel my legs.

but i'm not quitting until you go limp.

i grip the base of your dick like a popsicle and begin to lick all my juices off

i look up at you as i do it

your eyes roll in the back of your head when i take all of you in my mouth

while you're not paying attention

i throw my legs over your shoulders

you get the message

i feel your fingers open my lips and your tongue on my clit

it flickers about starting a small fire in me

i struggle to keep my rhythm as you lick and slurp and plunge in and out of my goodness

i feel your dick tense up in my mouth

i know what's coming

i wanna meet you there

at the same damn time

simultaneous orgasm

the end.