Dave drove me home and we didn’t talk much. I was too overwhelmed by the fact that we had just been naked in the back of his truck and I let him go down on me. Dave walked me up to my porch and we were
kissing goodbye on my front porch when my parents told us to come in and talk to them. I was worried they somehow knew, he had just been giving me oral.
Dave and I sat right next to each other on the couch and looked at each other nervously. I think we were both bracing to hear that they knew we just spent the afternoon naked in his truck. I was relieved when my dad asked Dave if he would help my dad guide a hunt with some customers coming into town.
But then the conversation got more embarrassing, my dad said, “There is one thing concerning me…”
“What is it, Dad? Dave is a really good outdoorsman.”
My dad sighed and looked down like he was embarrassed to say. My mom took over and said, “You two need to keep your hands off each other if you both work on this hunt.”
I felt my whole face get hot as I turned red with embarrassment. I nervously stammered, “What are you talking about…we are just…we’re not that bad…”
My mom smirked a little and said, “Look, we think you and Dave are cute together and you’re both 18. We do not have a problem with your behavior around here.” My dad was reluctantly nodding in agreement. I was too embarrassed to respond.
She continued, “We were teenagers in love once too and now we are middle-aged and in love.” I looked at Dave nervously and I could tell he was just as embarrassed at her use of the word love as I was. We had not said that to each other yet. “You two cannot stop flirting with each other for 5 seconds.”
I groaned in embarrassment, “Okay…so?”
My dad said, “You two need to act like you are not two horny teenagers, over the moon for each other, if you both work this hunt. It’s not safe and it will ruin the experience for our guests. I can’t have some guest getting mauled by a bear or shooting themselves because you two are busy trying to get in each other’s pants.”
“Oh my god, dad. I can’t believe you just said that…this is so embarrassing.” Despite my protests, he was right. Dave and I were pretty focused on getting in each other’s pants. We agreed to behave for the hunt and my dad told us he needed us to work every day after school, which meant we were not going to get any alone time until after the hunt.
After that embarrassing lecture, I walked Dave out to his truck and kissed him goodbye. I really wished I had done something back at his truck while we were fooling around. I wished I had sucked his dick. We ran out of time after he did oral on me and I was too nervous to initiate oral. I wanted to suck it. I thought about putting it in my mouth before. I liked the idea of it. I decided to let him know. I don’t know why, I just wanted to tell him.
I whispered in his ear, “Next time, I want to do something for you, something I don’t think you can do for yourself.”
He stammered out, “Uh…um…what?”
I couldn’t look at him, but I whispered so quietly in his ear, “blowjob.” I kissed him and ran inside because I was so embarrassed that I told him I was going to give him a blowjob.
I had a women’s magazine with blowjob tips in it. I went to bed that night and studied it. No, I didn’t just read it…I studied it. I’d already tasted his cum and it didn’t bother me, so I was planning to swallow. Reading that magazine, picturing his dick, thinking about him eating me out…I masturbated. I shoved a hand down under the covers and into my underwear and touched myself. Then, I stripped totally naked, like I had been with Dave that afternoon and I touched myself. I even stuck my finger in my mouth and sucked on it, trying to imagine it was Dave’s dick, but his dick was a lot bigger than my finger. I kept imagining his hard dick in the back of his truck and imagining if I’d had the nerve to suck it.
The next day, I was up and having some breakfast before school. I had a banana. My parents were upstairs getting ready and I laughed a little, as I decided to suck on it a bit imagining it was Dave’s dick. Just practicing. I laughed at myself and then took a bite of the banana.
The next day at school, Dave and I were not subtle at all that we were a couple. We sat next to each other everywhere, holding hands and staring into each other’s eyes. I went into the girls’ bathroom at one point and this junior girl was giving me a look. She got all red-faced and said, “Are you dating Dave?”
“Yes, he’s my boyfriend.”
The girl just muttered, “Bitch, I liked him first,” and stormed out of there. I was kind of stunned, but I couldn’t really blame her for being jealous.
Dave came home from school with me that next day, so that we could do some work for my dad. My dad was on the phone, so I took him up to my bedroom for the first time and he sat on my bed, looking at my outdoor magazines. I wanted to change out of my school clothes and into something better for working with my dad. I thought I’d give Dave a little show, so I stripped down to my bra and panties right in front of him. I acted casual about it, but it turned me on to know he was seeing me in my underwear. I heard him make a quiet whistle at me indicating he liked what he was seeing. I turned over my shoulder to grin at him.
When I turned around, he had found my women’s magazine. I forgot it was there. His eyes were wide and he couldn’t have missed the cover that said something like, “30 blowjob tips to drive him wild…”
I was so embarrassed I took it away from him, making an excuse, “I just get that magazine every month.” I’d already told him I was going to do it, but that was still embarrassing for him to see that I was reading up on blowjobs. I turned around again and the next thing I knew he was holding up a g-string he had pulled out of my laundry. I was so embarrassed he was holding up this tiny g-string. I told him to put it back.
Dave threw them in my laundry basket and said, “I like those.”
“Well, I might wear them for you someday.” It cracked me up that I was going to wear underwear with Dave in mind.
My dad called us downstairs to get to work and he looked irritated, “You’d better keep that bedroom door open if Dave is in there with you Crystal.” I guess my dad would have been really pissed off if he knew I was wandering around in my underwear in front of Dave.
Dave and I worked together every day after school, which was fun, but we had to be on good behavior with my mom and dad around. My dad used this barn on our property to store all kinds of stuff for his outdoor guide business. While we were preparing for this trip, Dave and I spent a lot of time there, cleaning and organizing the equipment we might need.
We didn’t get enough alone time to really fool around, but we did hug each other and snuggle a lot. My dad had to take a phone call in the main house one afternoon and we finished what we were working on, so we went to the house to see what he wanted us to do next. He was busy and we were kind of tired, so we laid down on a couch to wait for him. We were both on our sides, facing each other and in a tight embrace. Dave was against the back of the couch and I was on the front edge.
We just laid there snuggling and I noticed that Dave actually fell asleep. I think he could fall asleep anywhere. I just tucked my face into his chest more and enjoyed the snuggling and hearing Dave’s sleepy breathing. I liked the smell of his deodorant mixed with his own scent and I actually sniffed his armpit. I guess it looked like I was asleep because both of my parents came into the room and I heard my mom whisper, “Look how cute they are.”
I was surprised when my dad replied “That is actually pretty cute.” I grinned a little, but let them think I was asleep and didn’t hear that. Eventually, my mom gently rubbed my back and I pretended to wake up.
“You guys have work to do, Crystal.”
“Okay, mom.” I gently shook Dave, “Hey babe, you need to wake up.” I heard my dad mutter, “Babe,” and chuckle as he walked out of the room. Dave woke up and we went out to the barn with my dad.
“Alright, Crystal, could you and ‘babe’, take a couple of rifles out and sight them? Make sure they’re good to go for the trip.” He was grinning at us and Dave and I were both embarrassed.
“Dad, do you have to be so embarrassed?”
My dad laughed out loud, “What? I just thought it was his nickname…hehehe…”
We took a couple of .30-06 rifles out to this range on our property to see them in. We set up a target and laid next to each other. Dave was shooting first and I was looking at the target with binoculars helping him get it sighted. When he was done, I messed with him saying, “That wasn’t too bad,” and I smacked his butt, as he lay there.
“What does that mean? You think you could do better?”
I grinned at him, “I know I could do better.”
“Well, we were just getting it sighted.”
“How about, I see this other one and we can have a friendly competition.”
“What’s the competition?”
“After they’re both sighted. We shoot for real. Loser buys winner a milkshake from the diner in town.”
“You’re on.”
Later that evening, when we were done with work, Dave was driving me to the diner. I grinned at him and said, “Babe, don’t you think a milkshake tastes so much better when someone else is buying it?” I giggled at him.
He gave me a look, “You don’t have to rub it in.”
I patted his hand and said in the most condescending voice I could muster, “Your grouping was really good…just, mine was better,” and I giggled at him.
Dave was grinning and reached over with one hand to tickle my side and I squealed as he tickled me. As we pulled into the diner parking lot, he said, “We’re gonna do this again Crystal.”
We were walking from his truck into the diner and I replied in a sassy way, “And I’ll get another free milkshake,” and broke into giggles.
He smacked my butt and said, “You’re such a brat,” but he grinned at me.
“You said you like my jokes,” and I gave him an innocent look as held the door for me.
“I do like your jokes.”
We sat down at a booth and ordered milkshakes. I got a vanilla shake and I was feeling mischievous, so I purposefully got a vanilla shake on my lips by drinking from the rim instead of the straw. I whispered, “Hey Dave, this is me next time we can get some alone time,” and then I looked right at him as I showed him the shake on my tongue and I licked it off my lips. He stared at me and his mouth opened in shock. I was pretending the shake was his cum.
He put his head down on the table, laughing and in shock, “Crystal, I don’t know how you can be so funny and sexy at the same time.”
I just shrugged at him and looked at him innocently while licking the vanilla shake off my straw, which caused us both to crack up.
“I thought you said I was a brat?”
“You are, but I like it. Um…I love your sense of humor.” He looked down at the table, and he had his hands across the table and was sort of gently messing with my fingers, “I love your whole personality.”
I almost told him I loved him right then, because if you tell someone you love their whole personality, isn’t that the same thing? Did he just basically tell me he loved me? We got interrupted by an elderly couple walking past our table on the way out. The wife said, “You two are just the cutest. Every time we come in here, I see you two lovebirds sitting here making eyes at each other.”
We both turned red and I said, “Thanks, ma’am.”
Then we held hands across the table while drinking our milkshakes. Dave turned a little red and seemed nervous, “Oh, hey, Crystal, um…would you come to dinner at my parents’ house tomorrow night?”
I felt nervous, but said, “Of course, Dave. I’d love to meet your parents.”
“Okay, my mom said she wanted to meet this girl I’ve been spending so much time with.”
I was sort of nervous, “Well, what are they like?”
“They’re sort of old-fashioned. I’m the youngest and my siblings are much older, so they’re older than your parents.”
I was thinking for a minute, “So, I shouldn’t joke about you masturbating then?” I grinned at him.
He looked panicky and said, “Crystal, you have to be good. I want my mom to like you.”
I had to grin that he wanted his mom to like me, “I’ll be good for you babe. You should come get me at my parents’ house and drive me up to your house. Your mom would want you to come get me.”
When we asked for the check, the waitress said that the elderly couple paid for our milkshakes because they thought we reminded them of themselves. As we walked out to Dave’s truck, I said, “You do realize you still owe me a milkshake.”
Dave said, “What?!” as he opened the passenger door for me.
I giggled at him, “Uh…you did not buy me a milkshake.”
He swatted my butt lightly as I climbed into the truck. “Brat.”
As we drove off, I said, “But you like that I’m a brat.”
“I do and I’d buy you a milkshake every day.” I blushed and smiled at him a little and he continued, “But, when I beat you, next time we do target practice, you’re buying mine.”
“Let’s just leave it at it you’re buying me a milkshake every day because I’m not losing,” and I flinched and squealed as he reached over to tickle my side.
I got my composure again, “I’m not even ticklish Dave.” He reached over and tickled my side again and I squealed, “Okay, I’m a little ticklish.”
When Dave picked me up at my parent’s house the next night, he hugged me and his hands wandered to my ass, “You look amazing Crystal.” I was wearing a very modest, long dress and a little cardigan.
“Thank you. Now keep your hands off my ass in front of your mom.”
We walked into Dave’s house and Dave’s mom was cooking in their big kitchen. I brought some flowers and Dave’s mom was in the middle of cooking. “Oh, how sweet, you have to be Crystal…let me just get this in the oven.”
“Oh, Mrs Johnson, I don’t mean to interrupt you. Dave, do you know where your mom keeps her vases?” I looked at Dave. He grabbed something and I said, “Dave, no, that’s not right at all,” and his mom laughed as she continued cooking. I found something and cut the stems, putting them in some water.
“Thank you, Crystal,” and she gave me a hug. “This is a beautiful dress. Where did you get it?”
“I sewed it myself, Mrs. Johnson.” I looked over at Dave and winked at him. He was just looking kind of bemused by the whole interaction. I saw his mom look at him like she was impressed that I sewed it.
His mom served lamb. I fucking hate lamb. I eat all kinds of deer and squirrel and bear for god’s sake, but for some reason I fucking hate lamb. I choked it down. It wasn’t her cooking that was the problem, I just fucking hate the taste of lamb. I think my eyes were probably watering as I pretended to love the lamb. “This is so good, Mrs Johnson.”
“Thank you, would you like some more?”
“Yes…uh…please…thank you…” fucking hell, I choked down some more lamb to be polite.
I was relieved when everyone finished eating and I hopped up to grab the dishes. I grabbed some to take them in, to wash them. Dave’s mom said, “Crystal, no you don’t need to do the dishes.”
“Dave is going to help me do the dishes, Mrs Johnson. Isn’t that right, Dave?”
“Well, if Dave is helping…” and his mom chuckled.
Dave got up and helped me clear the dishes. He whispered in my ear, “You’re fucking amazing Crystal,” and gently grabbed my ass from behind as I stood at the kitchen sink.
When it was time to leave, Dave’s mom gave me a nice hug. She looked at Dave and said, “Crystal is a special girl Dave. You shouldn’t let her get away.”
We were both embarrassed. Dave said, “Okay, mom…geez…you’re embarrassing me.”
“Well, you shouldn’t be embarrassed bringing a girl like Crystal home. She is a delight.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Johnson.” Crystal was bright red and grinning.
I saw Dave’s mom waiting in the doorway, so I waited by the passenger door of Dave’s truck, for Dave to open it for me. She looked pleased, as he opened it for me and I took his hand to step inside.
We drove in the dark down the mountain. “Crystal, uh…thanks for coming to dinner…seems like you impressed the hell out of my mom.”
I just quietly said, “I just want her to like me.”
We were quiet and holding hands, as Dave drove me home, “You hate lamb, though, right?”
“Oh my god, Dave, it’s like my kryptonite, was it obvious?”
“No, you deserve an Oscar for liking lamb, but I could tell. I saw your eyes watering,” he giggled. “You looked like you were swallowing more than normal.”
“I fucking hate lamb, Dave.” She shook her head, “fuck…it’s like…oh my god”
“You were amazing,” he giggled, “I mean, you went in for seconds.”
I laughed out loud, “Well, I was being polite.”
“Do you think we have time to stop in town so I can buy you a milkshake? Like to wash down the taste of lamb?”
l grinned at Dave, “I would love a milkshake.”
We sat down at the diner and shared a milkshake with two straws. I paused sipping from the straw and said, “By the way, this milkshake is for the lamb, not the bet,” and I laughed. Dave gave me a fake annoyed look and I said, “Plus, we’re sharing this one and for the bet, I get my own milkshake.” I giggled at him.
“You are a brat.”
I acted pleased with myself with my nose in the air a bit, “Your mom said I was a delight.”
Dave leaned way across the table to kiss my lips, “You are a delight.”
I was dying the rest of that week because Dave and I could not get any alone time. I masturbated every night thinking about Dave…things we’d already done…things I wanted to do. I was so horny, that I knew if I was alone with him, I was going to attack him.
We started setting up for some customers that my dad had coming into town. Dave and I were leading the way in his truck, with my dad following behind in his truck. I was sitting there, happy to be riding along together and Dave was just driving his truck. I kept looking at him and I said, “I can’t wait until we can get some alone time. I’m going to pounce on you.” I wanted to just be on him.
Dave replied, “I’ve been dying, Crystal. I can’t stop thinking about what we did the other day.”
“I meant what I said. I’m going to suck your dick next time.” I looked out the window, embarrassed at what I said and I laughed nervously. I couldn’t help it, I wanted to suck his dick.
Dave whimpered out, “Holy shit.”
After my dad left us alone, we immediately started making out and he had his hands all over my ass. We decided to get off the trail and find a good place for our base camp. He carried a big pack and I followed him on the ATV. As soon as he set down that pack, I turned off the ATV and pounced on him. I jumped up on him and wrapped my legs around him to hold myself up while kissing him.
I hopped off of him and we stood there hugging and kissing. I moved my hand down to his crotch, feeling his hard dick through his pants. I think Dave just always got hard from kissing. I moved both hands down there to unbutton and unzip his pants. I stopped kissing him and looked down, as I pushed his underwear far enough down that his boner sprung out. I grabbed his hard dick and gave him a big smile, looking right in his eyes as I began stroking it slowly. He let out an exhale and then kissed me, as I played with his dick.
I felt his hands fumbling around the fly of my pants. His hand went into the front of my panties and I felt him gently bite my lower lip, as I stroked him. He stopped kissing me to push down my pants and underwear, so I was exposed, with my pants around my ankles. I liked the feeling of being exposed in the outdoors like that, basically like I was naked from the waist down. The chilly Fall air made it feel that much more exposed. I shoved his pants down too, so it was basically like he was naked from the waist down. His dick was standing straight up as I continued giving him a handjob.
I felt his finger go inside me and then he gently rubbed around my clit. I liked the feeling of him touching me, while I stroked him, but I really really wanted to suck his cock. I stopped kissing him and looked down at his dick in my hand. I felt myself moving to my knees. I was a little scared, but mostly turned on and I smiled up at him nervously as my knees hit the forest floor. It was a nice, soft, bed of pine needles, that I felt on the bare skin of my knees. I was still looking up at him when I slowly stuck out my tongue to lick his hard dick.
He made a whimper as my tongue touched his dick and I felt my grin get a little bigger. I did what the magazine said. I licked the length of his dick and I licked right on the head. I swirled my tongue around the head.
I said, “Do you like that?” as I continued licking his dick.
He panted out, “Yes, I like that,” like it was an understatement.
I giggled and continued before finally putting the head of his dick in my mouth. Oh my god, I had his dick in my mouth! I started sucking it and I was just worried I would hurt him with my teeth or something, but it sure seemed like he was enjoying it. I know I was.
Still, I pulled my mouth off, but continued stroking him, “How am I doing?”
Dave stammered out, “Uh…uh…that’s the best feeling I’ve ever had…”
I giggled and smiled. That’s what I was going for. I liked that my bare ass was out in the cold reminding me how exposed I was down on my knees sucking his cock for the first time. I was back to sucking it and soon I got a little taste of salty precum.
I pulled my mouth off his dick and gave an embarrassed giggle. Dave said, “What’s so funny Crystal?”
I was embarrassed and red, “I just can’t believe I put your dick in my mouth.” I giggled some and then went back to sucking it. I paused to flick my tongue on the underside of his dickhead, just like the magazine said. I think that article was right, because he whimpered out, “fuck…Crystal…” as I looked up at him licking it.
I had to put it back in my mouth. I’d heard some girls at school say that they didn’t really like sucking dick. I didn’t like it either…I loved it. Giggle. I think I was just a natural cock sucker because I loved every minute of it. I could feel that Dave was gonna cum soon. I’d played with his dick enough to know what his body did when he was about to cum. He was lightly thrusting into my mouth like he couldn’t help it. Finally, he whimpered out, “I’m gonna cum, Crystal…”
I’d already decided I was gonna let him cum in my mouth. I tasted his cum before, when some got on my hand and I thought it seemed okay. All of a sudden I felt my mouth filling up with warm, thick, salty cum. I kept my mouth on it and let him thrust a little into my mouth as he came. I felt my lips get extra slippery with cum, so the skin of his cock and my lips couldn’t be more lubricated. I swallowed with his dick still in my mouth and I enjoyed sucking him a little more because I liked that slippery feeling. I stood up and I think my lips and mouth were still a little cummy, but Dave kissed me anyway. He did t seem to care. I could feel that my lips were more swollen and plump than normal. I could still feel and taste a little cum, as we swirled our tongues around.
I was still holding his dick, just because I liked to. I was half tempted to get back on my knees and put it back in my mouth, but Dave moved me so that my back was against this tree. He got down on his knees and kissed my bare pelvis. I spread my legs as far apart as I could while standing with my pants around my ankles. I felt his tongue between my legs. It was awesome being out in this beautiful natural setting with my pants down and Dave licking me.
He was sticking his tongue as far as he could between my legs and I could feel his nose pushing into me, as he was desperately trying to lick my whole pussy and having trouble from that angle. His tongue was now on my clit and I grabbed his hair to steady myself and leaned hard into the tree. He looked up a me with a grin, as he licked and sucked. I made some whimpers and moans. It wasn’t going to take much to make me orgasm, I was so worked up already from the blowjob.
He leaned back for a minute and slid his middle finger into me. I looked down and I could see him smiling up at me, with his fingers inside me and I could see his cock standing straight up down there. I could tell he loved licking me as much as I loved sucking his dick. He went back into continuing licking and sucking. The forest was quiet, so I could hear some wet noises from his wet lips and tongue on my wet pussy. He was also making these little horny moans, as he ate me out. I orgasmed and I just about fell down. I took a breath in through my teeth and held it before whimpering, “Oh my god, Dave.” He stayed down there licking and sucking on my slippery swollen clit, and I had some smaller orgasms.
Dave finally stood up and we kissed. His lips felt a little puffy from sucking on my pussy. His cheeks and lips were wet with his saliva and from me. That turned me on. I felt his hard dick brush against my crotch. He purposely put his dick between my legs. I could tell because he had to squat down some. He just had it sort of against my pussy between my legs. He thrusted slowly, like he was fucking my thigh gap and I felt his dick move against my labia. I definitely thought about letting him just slip it in there. I’m sure it would have slid in easily because I was wet and his dick was probably still slick.
I realized that it would be pretty bad if my dad came back and found us fucking against a tree. Yeah, I don’t think he would like that at all. Plus, I wasn’t on birth control. On the other hand, I had already emptied his balls. Maybe it wouldn’t be enough cum to get me pregnant? I was not thinking clearly. Thankfully, I came to my senses and stopped kissing Dave. I sort of whispered, “We should get back to work. My dad is going to be suspicious if he comes back and we haven’t made good progress.”
I gently touched Dave’s dick a little as he moved away from me. He was hard as a rock again and I felt bad just having him tuck that back in his pants. Then again, I was still fucking horny too. As he tucked it back into his underwear, I said in a nervous whisper, “I’ll do that again as soon as we get a chance.”
He grinned and giggled. He was staring at my body, as I pulled up my panties. “I like those underwear, Crystal.”
I pulled up on my shirt with my pants still pulled down and turned so he could see my butt in my panties. “You like these?” and I smiled at him.
“Yeah, but I like what’s underneath even better.”
I gave an embarrassed giggle, as I pulled up my pants and zipped them back up. We hugged and kissed one more time, before getting to work. We moved quickly so that it would look like we made good progress before my dad got back.
When my dad got back, he was pleased with the progress we’d made, blissfully unaware of our other activities. Finally, late in the day, he said, “Let’s get out of here while we have daylight. Kara is going to meet us at the diner for dinner. You want to join us, Dave?”
“Yes sir, James. Thank you.”
As we drove back down the trail, I couldn’t help but grin at Dave. I found myself staring at his pants a little. I felt my face turn red. I was very seriously considering giving him roadhead, but it was a bouncy trail and I was also worried my dad might see somehow.
Dave saw that I kept blushing and staring at him. “What’s up, Crystal?”
I giggled nervously and whispered, “I loved sucking your dick earlier…” and I burst out giggling while looking out the window.
He nervously laughed and said, “I loved it too.”
“Was it better than a handjob?” My face was hot, as I looked out the window. My legs squirmed a little.
He laughed a little, “Yeah, it was a lot better than a handjob.”
I was still red-faced and looking out the window, “I love it when you suck on my clit…” and I burst out giggling.
Dave let out an exhale, “Crystal, this conversation is giving me a boner. Like, you’re killing me.”
I groped his crotch just briefly to feel his boner, “Sorry, babe. It’s making me horny too.”
“What’s that like for you?”
“What?”
“I mean, my dick obviously gets hard. What it’s like when you’re horny?”
I was giggling, “Um…I just like to want to touch my clit. It’s like really sensitive and swollen. Kind of like a boner I guess. I get a little wet.” I actually put my hand down there. I saw him rapidly glance over while driving. I just sort of rubbed the outside of my pants.
“Are you masturbating over there?”
“Not exactly, maybe a little,” and I giggled while moving my hand on my own crotch.
“When I’m licking you, I can feel your clit get more swollen and slippery.”
I giggled nervously, “Fuck…Dave…” My clit felt like it might explode from this conversation and me messing with it through my pants.
He grinned at my uncomfortable squirming and said, “I have to suck on it when it gets like that. I love it, Crystal.”
“Shit Dave…” I was putting a little harder pressure on myself. I was not incidentally touching myself. I said in a strained voice, “Dave…when I had your dick in my mouth. I could feel and sort of taste you leaked a little early on…”
“Yeah like precum?”
“Yeah…I didn’t know about that,” I giggled nervously. “It’s nice.”
Dave leaned over and reached one hand to touch my crotch a little, rubbing my pussy through my pants, while driving. “Go ahead, Crystal…”
“What?”
“You can masturbate.”
I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and just put a hand in my panties. Dave kept looking over with a grin. I put a foot up on the dashboard and I bit my lip, as I played with myself. It was hot having Dave watch a little. He could just see my hand in my panties and a little of my bush exposed. I whispered in a sexy voice that surprised me, “I wish it was your tongue instead of my fingers.”
We got to a paved road and it was one lane in either direction, so no one could see into the cab. I was breathing heavily, as I toyed with myself. Dave reached down to try to unzip his pants with one hand, “My dick is going to tear a hole in my pants, Crystal.”
I reached over and helped him get his cock out. He started stroking it with one hand and steering with the other. We looked at each other both masturbating. We both laughed. I was just staring at his cock, as he stroked it and since he was driving, he was mostly looking at the road and sometimes glancing at me.
I kept opening my mouth in a smile and making halting breaths as my hand moved rapidly in my underwear. He was jerking off quickly and I could hear little noises from his skin. He looked over at me and giggled again. I was pushing myself back into the seat, involuntarily pushing my one leg into the dashboard. The other leg spread wide and bent at the knee. I gave him a lusty look and bit my lips. I made some high-pitched noises, as I orgasmed. I kind of laughed as I continued making those noises with my mouth open. Then I saw cum pour out of his dick and I whimpered out a strained, “Oh my god, Dave.”
He let go of his cock to put his hand back on the steering wheel as we rounded a curve in the road. I thought it was funny seeing his partially hard dick just hanging outside his pants. I grabbed some paper towels and reached over to clean up his cum. I tucked him back into his underwear and zipped him back up. Then I rearranged my underwear and pulled my pants all the way back up, zipping them.
We got to the diner and we were just grinning at each other. We got out of the truck and Dave was looking down at his pants. He quietly said, “There’s no cum on my pants right?”
I looked carefully and said, “Nope, looking good.”
We went into the restaurant and my parents were already in a booth waiting for us. We walked up to the table and I said, “I just need to go wash my hands real quick,” and I giggled when Dave said, “Me too.”
We sat really close next to each other in the booth and across from her parents. We kept looking at each other and cracking up. I sort of impishly slammed my shoulder into Dave’s shoulder and cracked up. So, he did it back to me.
My mom smirked at us and said, “Are we going to have to separate you two?”
“Mom, Dave was bumping into me. I was just sitting here.” He bumped his leg into mine under the table and I giggled.
My dad sighed, “This is what I was talking about Crystal. You two can’t act like this around the customers.”
I sheepishly said, “We’re not doing anything.”
“You guys are flirting constantly.”
“It’s not constant.”
Just then the waitress came by. She was the same waitress we always had. “Oh, the two love birds are back with chaperones this time.”
Dave and I were embarrassed and my dad had a smug look, “See, you two…you’re not subtle.”
The waitress cackled, “Oh, the staff here have a bet on how long until this one has a ring on her finger.”
I put my head on the table with embarrassment.
