After that rainy day I didn't expect to see George again until he showed up in his car again the very next week.
Was I surprised? Yes. Was I excited? Very much.
I didn't think much of it then and got into his car again which was only the beginning of something really exciting and sinful as he began to show up everyday.
Every day after school, I'd wait in the bus stand and he'd come around in his Porsche and everyday I would get in with a smirk on my face.
In the first few days we'd only talk, getting to know each other. He'd tell me about his failed marriage and I'd rant to him about my strict father. I also found out that he used to be part of a really famous band.
Nobody knew that I'd sneak off after school except George and me. It was like our little secret. An innocent little secret until it wasn't.
The tension was obvious and his sneaky stares didn't hide much.
It began with quick glances of each other until we were checking each other out openly.
And then came the subtle touches.
He'd only brush his hand against mine until he palmed it completely and eventually moved towards my thigh. Caressing it, fondling it and everyday getting an inch closer to the jewel between my legs.
The tension was only getting hotter and hotter. It was at an all time high. And I was only getting bolder.
After school, I wait for George to arrive at the bus stand. He only comes once all the students leave. We don't want our dirty little secret to be caught.
As though in cue, I spot the headlights of his car and he stops right in front of me.
He rolls down the window open and I see his smirking face from inside his car. I throw my bag in the back and get into the passenger seat.
I increase the volume of the radio as I stretch my legs out and rest them on the dashboard, a usual thing I've been doing whenever we roam around.
He places his hand on my thigh and massages it softly as he stares straight down the road. "How was school?", he asks.
"Boring.", I sigh. "I cannot wait to get out of here and move somewhere exotic."
George chuckles. "Exotic? Like?"
"I don't know, like India or something. I really enjoyed my one year stay there. The people, the culture, the fashion, it's all so great."
"It does sound great.", he replies.
His hand reaches the hem of my skirt and it doesn't take him too long to notice that I wasn't wearing anything underneath it.
"Wha- no knickers?", he acts a bit surprised.
"I was hot this morning so I decided to not wear them.", I say, innocently.
With his eyes still glued down the road, I start to feel his hand slither lower and lower as heat begins to bubble right up my centre.
"Open up your legs, luv.", he says, no, he commands at a low voice.
My heart starts to pound so hard, I could feel it at the edge of my mouth.
I do as he says and slowly open up my legs for him.
His thin, long fingers trace my pantyline and I gasp softly as he reaches my mound.
My legs are already shaking and quivering. Slowly, he slides two fingers into my soaked opening.
"F-fuck.", I gasp, clenching my hand into a tight fist.
He rubs his fingers against my folds, panting softly as my warm arousal coats his digits. All this pent up tension is finally breaking down and I almost cannot believe it.
He takes a moment to look down at his fingers working magic on me.
"Fuck George-", I moan.
He hisses under his breath and pushes his fingers down my gaping hole.
"Fucking hell, do you like that?"
I only moan in reply as I feel my walls clench around his fingers. His fingers start to move in and out of me faster and I start moving my hips to his pace to cum faster.
I can feel it coming so close but just then George drives into a mud path and suddenly stops the car.
"yer not coming on me fingers. yer coming on me cock.", he groans and immediately gets me on top of him.
I almost start drooling from my lips as he unbuttons his shirt and hastily pulls down his pants. He has the body of a Greek god. Craving to be worshipped.
Never did I imagine that I would ever end up in this position with the stranger who decided to give me a lift on that very eventful day.
I wonder if he could ever imagine that we'd end up this way.
"Fuck you have a great body.", I smirk, humping my bare pussy against his stiff cock.
"It's rude to just stare at it yanno."
I kiss him hard on the lips and he pulls me in deeply. Our tongues fight for dominance as he guides his throbbing member inside of me.
"Oh god! Fuck-", I cry in pleasure as his cock literally impales through me.
"That wasn't even half of it.", George snickers, licking my neck.
He slams his hips harder in me and starts ramming deeper into me.
"Fuck I am going to cum- oh fuck!", I cry.
He starts fondling my breasts, suckling on my nipples and grunting under his breath. "cum on me luv, I want to feel ye."
I hold on to his shoulders, bouncing desperately up and down his dense member.
"Let's cum together.", I pant before I press my lips against his neck and suck on that sweet spot I discovered not too long ago.
His fingers nestle through my hair, grunting loudly. "Ohh fuck you-"
His member starts twitching wildly just as my walls clench firmly around it.
"Fuck yes George. Let's cum together. Let's cum- oh fuck!"
My eyes close shut and legs shake in frenzy as I feel his warm release spurt inside of me. The feeling of his cum in me was unlike any other junk I have ever taken. It almost makes me want to cum again.
After a few moment, we quickly clean ourselves back and I hop in to my passenger seat again.
I stretch my legs out and rest them on the dashboard, turning on the volume of the radio as George begins to drive back home.
I feel his hand on my thigh. Again. Massaging it softly.
"So same time tomorrow?", he asks.
"Yes. Again.", I smile, innocently.
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