I Dare You (Part 1)

I dated Kay in grad school. While she was eleven years older than I was, she was fun to be with at times and had a wild streak when it came to sex. She liked to role-play, have sex in interesting places, exchange fantasies, and watch porno together. The best thing was that she could deep-throat me and I am not small (a little over 7.5 inches). She liked to suck my cock and liked it when I came in her mouth. Kay was 5'9", 140 pounds. She had 38c tits and a nice pussy. I am a little over 6'00", about 175 pounds. She said having sex with me was fun for many reasons but mostly because I have an adventurous spirit. Also, I could make her have an orgasm by licking her pussy. Kay had an aunt and uncle who lived about forty-five minutes away, and we visited them several times while we dated. Once, on a hot and humid early evening on our way back to school, we stopped on a small side road in heavily wooded area. I had never gone "parking? before but always dreamt about it. We started off hot and heavy in the front seat (my two-door car did not make the back seat conducive to these activities). While I played with her tits through her button-down shirt, she massaged my dick. Eventually we stripped off our shorts and began to fuck, but the steering wheel began to cramp us. I backed out of the door and she hung the lower half of her body out of the car. I rammed my cock in and out of her, causing her pussy to get hotter and wetter. I pulled her out of my car and leaned Kay up against it. I penetrated her again. She wrapped one, then both of her legs around my body. I kept her pinned against the car while I pumped in and out of her for a few minutes. Wrapping my arms around her, I picked her up and slowly walked toward the hood. All this time, I kept my cock inside her. Once at the hood, I lay her back and started fucking her hard. My hands drifted to her tits (still enclosed in her shirt and bra) and eventually Kay's clit. She began to breathe harder and harder until I knew she was on the edge of cumming. I sped up my strokes, pulling my cock all the way out and slamming it back in. She came. Her body gyrated. She sighed over and over. "Oh my God! Oh my God!! How can you do this to me?!" It was beautiful. I left my cock in her for another minute or so. After Escort izmir pulling out, I was still mostly hard, but had yet to cum. After a moment of rest, Kay came alive. She sat up and after kissing me, softly said, "Thank you. That was one of the best orgasms I have had in a very long time. I guess it is time to take care of you. How can I get you off?" I whispered back, "I want you to suck my cock. I want to cum in your mouth." She kissed me and slid off the hood. Kay knelt before me. She softly held my cock, which was wet from her pussy. Looking at me in the eyes, she said, "You like it when I lick your cock, don't you?" "Yes," I hissed. She circled her tongue around the head of my dick. As I grew to full size, she slid her mouth along the sides of my cock, cleaning her juices off. She started to suck on my cock. At first, Kay just put my head in her mouth and circled her tongue around my head. The whole scene was sexy--no pants, her shirt unbuttoned about half way, my dick in her mouth. I asked, "What if someone drives by?" "Let them watch to see how it is done correctly." She took my cock deeper in her mouth with every pass. Eventually, she shoved the whole thing in her mouth. I felt my member hit the back of her throat and continue down. She could only hold it there for a moment or two before she made me back out. I placed my hands on the back of her head and played with her hair. Eventually, I started to fuck her mouth. My orgasm approached. As I got to the "point of no return," I pulled my cock from her mouth. While pulling on my own dick, I held it about four inches from her still-open mouth. I came in five big squirts. The first landed mostly in her mouth. The second hit just under her nose. The third hit her chin. The fourth and fifth sprayed on her neck and down her chest. She swallowed then put my cock back in her mouth and sucked me dry. After she released me, still on her knees, she looked up and smiled. I will never forget that scene--her mouth, chin, neck and chest sticky with cum. Slowly she stood up. We kissed. I actually like the taste of my own cum, so I licked her chin and around her mouth. We parted. "I guess we had better get back to town." I don't know if she did it purposely, or the humidity izmir escort just fooled into thinking it was just sweat, but Kay did not clean my cum off her neck and chin. In fact, some of my cum soaked into her shirt. She attempted to button up her shirt but I stopped her. "Leave it unbuttoned like it is," I said. "Aren't we stopping at the supermarket on our way home?" she asked. "Yes. But I want people to see your big tits, lust after you and be jealous of me." She looked a little hesitant. "I dare you." We were always doing these little dares. "Okay, but I have a dare too; I dare you to leave your underwear off." I agreed. We dressed and drove back to town. We were glowing and feeling pretty giddy. The humidity did not allow my cum to dry on her neck and shirt. At the supermarket, I noticed how both men and women looked at Kay. It was obvious that she was covered in cum. Some gave look of disgust, but most looked at her with lust. Several guys spent a lot time examining produce while she leaned over, picking out apples. I even got a thumb's up from one guy. My cock started to grow again. As we proceeded through the store, she kept making me examining items on lower shelves. As I squatted looking at some cans of soup, my dick slid out of my shorts. Kay was staring at me with a big grin. She was enjoying my display. We moved to the next aisle, and I did it again. This time, Kay whispered in my ear, "I love seeing your cock. This is really turning me on." Two aisles later we ran across a friend of Kay's from church. She was a very attractive woman in her mid-forties named Trish. As she smiled, she asked what we had been doing, all the while staring at Kay's chest and neck. "Oh nothing," Kay said with a wink. Being a little brave, I decided to give her friend a little show. I squatted and began to examining some items. My now rock-hard dick sprung out. Trish stared and put a very big smile on her face. I stayed down for a good two minutes. After which, she said in a hush to Kay, "You are so lucky to have a boyfriend like Ken." And then she winked at me. We parted. Kay kissed me. Once we got home, we fucked like rabbits. Several weeks later, we returned to Kay's relatives. Although we did not discuss it overtly, izmir escort bayan we both want to repeat our previous encounter. To that end, I asked her to wear only a loose fitting tank top with a plunging neckline, and shorts without underwear. She made me wear a similar outfit--tank top and shorts without underwear. We couldn't be dressed like that at her aunt's, so we each wore a shirt over the tank tops. Departing her aunt's, we both removed our shirts, and played each other's chests. I could tell that she was hot for me. I was equally excited, for my cock had already sprung to action. She took a different route back to school, and had little luck finding an isolated road. With light fading, we got on the interstate with disappointment in our faces. As Kay drove, I reached over and began to rub her inner thighs. After a few miles, she exited the freeway. "Why are you getting off here?" I inquired. "I thought we might pick up a video." I looked up, and realized that she had pulled into a XXX shop. Its parking lot was more than half full. "Kay, are you sure you want to go in there?" "What? Ken is getting chicken?" "Well, I am just concerned about you," I lied; I wanted to go in badly, but I did not want her to feel obligated. She looked me dead in the eye and said, "I dare you." That was all I needed. We got out of the car and walked toward the entrance. Kay still wore only the tank top, shorts and shoes. The signs on the front door warned that "You must be 18 to enter." "Ut-oh," I said, "do think we should bring our IDs?" She giggled and just opened the door. We walked into a bright room full of sex videos and "marital aides." All the eight guys in the store looked at us while we examined the movie titles. Kay and I walked around, eventually showing each video boxes with silly titles like "Edward Penishands," and "Sperms of Endearment." We giggled quietly with one another. At one point, I softly said to her, "The other customers are staring at you. I dare you to lean over and let them see down your shirt." She looked at me and winked. Moving down the aisle about five feet, she bent over at the waist to look at some titles. The guys almost drooled as they looked down Kay's shirt at her big tits. She did this about three times until all the guys had been flashed. She returned to my side with a devilish smile on her face. "I want you to squat like at the supermarket." I was a bit hesitant; flashing women was one thing, but flashing guys was another. "I dare you," Kay said. I proceeded to the next aisle and squatted down.