Bertha

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"We need to put these back in your van...I mean.....Bertha!" Pen said, trying to hide the bags under her arms and struggling.
"Finally! The proper respect she deserves!" laughed Eddie "Here, give me some" Eddie took several bags off her to lighten her load.

"You're such a gentleman, Ed" Pen said in a flawless English accent
"I know" he replied completely deadpan in the same accent, earning him a look of respect from Pen.

Eddie watched Pen walk a short distance in front of him as they walked along the narrow path back to Bertha. His eyes were frequently drawn to her voluptuous rear, apparent even through layers of Tulle.

"I have to say, this is not what I had in mind when we left the dance" Eddie admitted
Pen giggled "Well what did you have in mind?"
"Don't know" Eddie lied "but not this!"
Pen stopped walking and turned around to face him with a devilish expression,
"I'll just have to make it up to you then, won't I?

The night around them had now closed in and in the chink of twilight that remained they found their way back to Bertha.
Eddie had parked nose inwards so she was facing trees. There was no one else to be seen.

Eddie unlocked Bertha, climbed in and opened the door for Pen, who found the door handle tricky to operate with hands full of weed.

Eddie shuffled over and helped her in, placing the bags out of sight at her feet, it amused him that she was so petite, her DM clad feet only just touched the floor when she was sat on the seat.

Eddie accidentally brushed against her breast as he put the last of the bags on the floor, a sudden prickle running through him as he realised.

Now satisfied that her valuable wares were hidden from view Pen leaned across to Eddie and paused, staring at him through her shimmering dark eyes.

"I've really missed you Eddie"
"I have t...." Before he could finish his sentence Pen had placed her warm lips on his. A cry of surprise rumbled through Eddies throat as Pen moved so that she was straddling him. There was just enough room between her and the steering wheel to climb onto his lap.

Eddie felt himself involuntarily start to stiffen underneath her, slightly embarrassed because he knew she would feel it. The thing was, he'd never gone 'all the way' with anyone before.

Somehow, everyone had just presumed that he was some sort of stud from the previous girlfriends that he'd had, and the fact that he kept trojans by his bed. Eddie just didn't bother to correct them.

The girlfriends had either been too brief or unwilling. He'd been close to a girl called Laura,  who had now graduated, for a while the previous year, and had high hopes that she would be the one to relieve him of his cumbersome virginity but she had revealed herself to be somewhat of a cock-tease, telling him that she was 'saving herself' for marriage whilst holding his throbbing cock for the very first time. That killed it stone dead and there was no way in hell he was asking her to marry him, so that, was that.

Pen was making moaning sounds of delight as she kissed all around Eddies lips, face and neck, burying her face in the space near his ear, under his soft curtain of brown wavy hair that smelled so strongly of him, a mixture of his own delicious scent, a spritz of aftershave (stolen from Wayne) that she did not recognise and cigarettes.

She lifted her face away from his, grinding her hips against him for a moment and watching his reaction. Eddie knew she had only stopped because she could feel him digging into her crotch.

"Eddie, Eddie, Eddie" she teased, leaning back from him slightly, she tutted, her teeth clamped over her bottom lip, rubbing her hand fleetingly across his taut jeans and looking down hungrily,
"What you got in there?"
Eddie looked down between them to see her expertly and one-handedly unbuckling his belt, then undoing his fly, excruciatingly slowly. He flinched. Noticeably. Pen loved the control.

Eddie had no time to consider what might happen next as his brain short-circuited when Pen wrapped her dainty, cool hand around his thick, hot cock, she moved so she was to the right of him and wasted no time putting her mouth around him.
"Oooh, that's big" she cooed as she licked one of his veins at his base and fucked him slowly with her mouth , and then faster to within an inch of him blowing his load.

Eddie groaned loudly and buried his face in the crook of his arm, hardly daring to believe what she was doing, and how expertly she was doing it. The fear that someone may look into the van and see them added to the peril and excitement.

Pen sat up for a moment and Eddie took the opportunity to kiss her again, keeping her upright. If she did anymore of that it would be over too swiftly. He ran his fingers over her delicate nipples that were now pointing through her T-shirt, Pen groaned and ruched up her skirt as she kissed him.

Eddies hand found his way to her increasingly saturated underwear, his thumb pressing through the fabric as he stroked her. He pulled them aside and flicked a finger through her wet folds. This alone nearly made them both come undone. Pen gasped and pulled Eddies face onto hers so hard they both collapsed onto the seat, Eddie very much on top of her. He wanted to be inside her, badly.

It seems that Pen felt the same. She wasted no time in pulling a condom out of a pocket in her voluminous skirt, ripping the top off with her teeth and expertly rolling it down him, fearful that it actually wouldn't cover him completely, such was his size. Eddie looked down at her, eyes crazed with lust. It was time.

He inched himself into her, the sensation so unlike any description he had heard or been told about. He had to think dull thoughts to stop himself coming. She quickly adjusted to him and wrapped her legs around his back, partly to pull him deeper into her and partly because the bench seat was quite narrow. Bucking her hips to start a rhythm that Eddie readily pursued.

The burning feral desire between them was so fierce that meant that there was nothing romantic about this at all, Eddie wondered briefly if there should be, but there was no time to think about that. Faster and faster he dove into her.

For Pen, it was better than anything she had imagined on those lonely nights that she had been thinking about Eddie and his beautiful eyes. If someone had shone a torch into the window of the van at that moment they would not actually have noticed.

"Harder....Eddie! harder!" Pen started to quiver inside, as Eddie obliged and he felt her coming in waves around him. He cried out her name as he came, hard, and without thinking, adding a new dimension of wetness as he filled his latex confines.

Eddie was the first to speak when Pen took her lips away, still breathing heavily.

"Jesus Christ; that. Was. Incredible" he said disjointedly, sitting back in his seat a moment to catch his breath. His hair was wet around his temples from the exertion and humid night air.
"Fucking amazing!" agreed Pen, wiping a few beads of sweat from her brow.

Eddie checked that no one was out there before he hopped out of the van to clean himself up. He was back in a few moments later. Pen had rearranged herself too.

Eddie sat thoughtfully for a moment and then looked at Pen with an odd look in his eye.
"You ok, Ed?"

"No!....Yes!....I don't know" he laughed with a big smile, his rings chinked together as he adorably covered his face with his hands.
"What is it?" She got into her knees and stole a kiss from him while his eyes were covered.

"I love Bertha and all, but I didn't foresee my, er, first time being in her"

"Your first?" Pen sat bolt upright

"Yes..... My first" Eddie confirmed shyly

"What about Laura?....You didn't?....."
Eddie shook his head from side to side
"Nope"
"Oh God Ed, I didn't realise; you'd never have known it was your first time though" She said with a smirk, putting a hand on his chest and stealing a kiss from him for good measure.
"Well that's alright then!" He smiled smugly.
"Doesn't mean I can't teach you a few more tricks though, Munson" Pen squeezed his chin and felt his muscles move under her fingers as he smiled and looked up at her eyes still shiny from the afterglow.

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