"Oh fuck!" Charlie growled as Lisa started stroking his cock slowly. She moved closer, kissing him on the cheek as she continued to stroke his shaft, slowly moving her hand up and down.
Charlie's cock was hardening rapidly in her hand as she worked it, making him groan deeply. "Damn, you're good at this," he panted.
"Mmmm, thank you." She purred and continued to stroke him as they drove down the street.
He made sure to drive slowly to avoid any accidents. Lisa continued to stroke his cock, making sure to massage the tip with her palm. "God, Lisa, you're amazing." Charlie groaned as Lisa moved her mouth towards his ear.
"So hard," Lisa purred as she nibbled at his earlobe and began to jerk him off faster. "I missed this. Doing the nasty in public... So risky and hot~"
Charlie let out a small moan of pleasure as he felt Lisa's hand speeding up, "Get down and suck on it," He ordered.
Lisa grinned, "Yes sir," she said before moving down and wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock, sucking on it.
Charlie let out a small groan as he felt his dick sliding down Lisa's throat. The wet heat of her mouth felt incredible as she began to move her head up and down, sucking and licking along the way. "That's it, take it all the way in," Charlie encouraged, feeling himself getting lost in the pleasure of having his cock in Lisa's mouth.
It was so wrong to do this while driving down the road, but he just couldn't help himself. He wanted her so badly.
Lisa continued to suck his cock as they drove down the street. She bobbed her head up and down, taking his dick deeper and deeper into her mouth until it hit the back of her throat again and again...
She gagged slightly but kept going, pushing through the discomfort and continuing to suck him off.
Charlie groaned and gripped the steering wheel tightly, trying to keep his attention divided between driving and the incredible blowjob he was receiving from his girlfriend.
The car turned onto another street as Lisa continued to suck him off, bobbing her head up and down furiously while rubbing her tongue along the underside of his shaft.
"Lisa, I'm gonna cum soon if you keep this up." Charlie moaned as he felt his orgasm approaching quickly.
"Mmmm, then cum for me~" Lisa purred before moving her mouth back down and sucking on the head of his cock, flicking her tongue across the tip while massaging his balls with one hand.
Charlie groaned loudly and thrust his hips upward, "Shit! I'm cumming!"
Lisa took his whole cock deep into her mouth as she felt Charlie's cock twitch inside of her mouth. She took it all into her mouth, sucking every drop of cum.
When she finished sucking him off, Lisa took his cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. She was still holding his cum in her mouth. Charlie took a quick glance at her face and noticed a drop of his cum on the corner of her lip.
Charlie stopped the car at the traffic.
"Show me," He said, looking at her intently.
Lisa grinned, opened her mouth wide, and showed him that she hadn't swallowed. She was moving her tongue around his cum and swirling it in her mouth.
Charlie's cock twitched in her hand as he watched her play with his cum.
"You nasty girl. Swallow it," He commanded.
Lisa nodded eagerly and closed her mouth, swallowing his entire load in one gulp. She then opened her mouth again and stuck out her tongue to show Charlie that she had swallowed every last drop of his cum.
Charlie smiled, "That was hot."
"Mmm, thanks for the meal," She winked before sitting back up in her seat, fixing her hair as she looked around. "We're almost at my place. I'll go pack a bag and meet you at your place, ok?"
Charlie stopped the car before Lisa's apartment building. "I can help you?" He raised an eyebrow.
Lisa chuckled. "Really?"
"You gave me an awesome blowjob. This is the least I could do."
She laughed. "You want to help because of the blowjob?"
"I said I can help you..." Charlie looked into her eyes. "With anything you want."
"Oh..." She licked her lips. "Now that sounds enticing."
Lisa got out of the car and leaned on the window...
"C'mon in."
..[Lisa's apartment]..
Charlie stepped into Lisa's bedroom like he was entering a museum: cautiously, respectfully… and fully aware he'd probably break something. It was the same old apartment, just as he remembered. One bedroom, one kitchen, a small living room, and a bathroom. Just your regular apartment.
A half-packed suitcase sat on the bed. Clothes were folded (kind of), shoes were in a neat pile (mostly), and Lisa was on her knees digging through her closet with all the grace of a raccoon looking for snacks.
"You always pack like a hurricane hit your dresser?" Charlie asked, picking up a bra from the bed and raising an eyebrow. "Or is this a performance piece called Chaos in C-Cup?"
Lisa turned, her hair slightly frizzy from wrestling with a stubborn duffel bag. "Hey! I know where everything is. There's a system."
Charlie held up a lacy black thong. "Yeah? What system involves this hanging from your houseplant?"
Lisa looked up. "That one's not dirty! I air dry my good ones!"
Charlie grinned. "You mean you fling them onto whatever's closest and call it eco-conscious?"
She grabbed the thong from him and tossed it into the suitcase with zero ceremony. "Are you helping or just fondling my underwear?"
"Both. Multi-tasking," Charlie said, opening a drawer. "What's in here—OH."
He froze.
Lisa smirked. "Found the holy grail?"
"Lisa," Charlie said, eyes wide. "You have three entire drawers dedicated to underwear. And a color-coded system. This one's… red. All red. Lacy. Strappy. And I think this one bites back."
Lisa peeked over his shoulder. "That's the 'date night' section. Don't act surprised. You've seen most of them."
Charlie pulled out a black bra with rhinestones. "This one's bedazzled. Is it supposed to blind me mid-strip?"
She plucked it from his hand. "That's my Bachelorette revenge bra."
"Jesus," Charlie muttered. "You could signal aircraft with this thing."
Then he opened the next drawer… and whistled.
"Oh-ho-ho. What do we have here?" He lifted a pair of very modest, very beige, very high-waisted panties. "And here I thought I knew you. Lisa... granny panties?"
Lisa yanked them out of his hands. "Those are laundry day emergencies!"
Charlie burst out laughing. "Emergency?! Lisa, these are a national disaster. They have more fabric than my car cover."
"Shut up!" She threw a sock at his face.
Charlie ducked it, still laughing. "So we've got sexy siren, vengeful ex, and 'please don't judge me, I'm out of detergent.' Got it." He then picked up a lacey thong. Lisa narrowed her eyes. She knew exactly what he was going to ask.
They didn't even need any words. She knew it was coming.
Charlie held up the thong.
Lisa took it from him, picked up a matching bra, and slipped out of the room with a wink. Charlie waited.
And waited.
After what felt like an hour (2 minutes), Lisa returned, wearing the thong and a bra that was barely covering her boobs. It was as if her boobs might just pop out any moment.
"What do you think?" Lisa asked as she leaned on the door. Her right hand was on her waist, pushing her body forward to show off her amazing curves.
Charlie couldn't stop looking at her. He swallowed hard.
"I think," Charlie said. "You're trying to kill me."
"Really?" She asked, feigning innocence. "Because I think it looks good on me." She started to walk toward him, swaying her hips seductively with each step. She stopped a few steps away from him and then turned around, "Oops." She bent down to pick up her shoes and, in the process, gave him the most perfect view. The red string did nothing to hide her pussy or ass. Instead, it made the situation even spicier.
'Oh, God!' Charlie noticed how the red string of the thong was between her perfect labia and her little asshole.
"See something you like?" Lisa asked as she picked up her high-heels.
But before she could turn around, Charlie couldn't stop himself. He dove right between her buttcheeks.
"Fuck!" Lisa gasped as Charlie started to lick her asshole and pussy from behind. She moaned loudly as she felt his tongue lapping at her wet folds. "Lick me... Eat me... Oh yes..." She hissed as she pushed her ass back into his face.
Charlie grabbed her hips tightly, pulling her close as he ran his tongue over her pussy again and again.
Her legs trembled with pleasure as she felt his tongue sucking on her labia, teasing her clit. "Oh God! Your tongue feels so good... Don't stop..." She whispered, panting heavily.
Charlie moved the string and continued to lick her. He flicked his tongue on her asshole while his finger went straight for her clit, massaging it gently.
"That's it..." Lisa moaned, feeling Charlie's finger rubbing her clitoris. "Eat my ass... Keep going... I'm getting close..."
He continued to eat her out, moving his tongue back and forth between her labia and asshole. His hands squeezed her firm cheeks, spreading them apart as he slid his tongue inside of her.
Lisa's moans grew louder as she felt Charlie's tongue exploring her body.
"Mummm~" Lisa arching her back against him as she pushed her ass back into his face. She was getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Charlie moved his tongue faster and faster, licking every inch of her pussy and asshole while his fingers worked her clit. Her moans filled the room, making his cock throb in his pants.
"Fuck... That's so good..." She gasped, bucking her hips forward. "I'm cumming! Ohhhhhh..."
Charlie continued to lick her clit while his fingers teased her asshole. He could feel her body tensing up as she reached her climax. Her juices flowed freely as she cried out in pleasure.
"Oh fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!!" Lisa screamed as she came hard. She felt waves of pleasure washing over her body. "Fuck... Oh my God..." She panted as she slumped forward.
Charlie pulled away and helped Lisa to sit up.
"You okay?" He asked as he kissed her neck.
She nodded weakly. "Yeah... That was amazing... I needed that..."
He grinned, "I know."
"You think you can manage another round?" Lisa asked, spreading her legs. "I can understand if you are tired from cumming a few minutes ago..."
"What?! Are you kidding me?" Charlie said as he quickly took off his pants. "I was born ready with near inhumane stamina."
Lisa smirked. "We'll see about that."
Well... Charlie's phone rang.
"Fucking hell," Charlie groaned as he reached for his phone. He looked at it like it was a live grenade.
Lisa chuckled a bit. "Take the call. We've got all the time in the world."
"Tsk. That cockblocking annoying prick," Charlie muttered under his breath.
Alan. Again.
Still half-naked, annoyed, and very much not in the mood, he exhaled through his nose like a bull resisting the urge to trample a matador.
"You better be dying or yeah... dying," he snapped.
Alan's voice came through... hoarse, broken, and somehow both whiny and dramatic.
"Charlie… I think I'm gonna die."
Charlie pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're not gonna die. You're just overreacting again like when that pigeon winked at you."
"No, seriously!" Alan wheezed. "I'm out of money, out of gas, wearing sweatpants that say 'Juicy' across the back, my car smells like skunk, and I've been parked outside a closed donut shop for three hours hoping someone would throw away a cruller. And I can't even go to my clinic to earn money."
Charlie blinked. "Alan. What the actual hell?"
"It gets worse," Alan said, his voice dropping. "Judith saw me when I tried to sneak into the backyard again. She came outside with a frying pan and chased me back into my car. I think she's booby-trapped the hedges."
Lisa got up from the floor and lay on the bed.
Charlie pressed the phone to his chest and whispered to Lisa, "He's back in 'life is a rom-com, but I'm the tragic B-plot' mode." He put the phone back to his ear.
Alan continued. "My car's out of gas. My clothes still smell like the inside of a zoo. And... I may or may not have yelled at a crossing guard when she told me I couldn't park at a school overnight."
"Oh my God…" Charlie muttered. "Did you really yell at a crossing guard?"
"I was tired and emotional! And I said 'shoo,' not 'die,' that was misinterpreted!"
Charlie sat on the edge of the bed. "So let me get this straight. Judith won't let you in anymore. You spent the last of your cash... Wait! My cash on gas-station pants or whatever, I don't care. You smell like a corpse that lost a fight with Febreze. And now... Let me guess, you're contemplating throwing yourself off a bridge?"
Alan sniffled. "I'm not saying I will. But I'm near one. It's got a nice view. And a bench. For thinking."
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