Jake's girlfriend just broke up with him, and he's gotta clear his head. Driving down the highway in the middle of the night, he pulls into a gas station and meets Connie, a cute, flexible girl who does whatever she wants. And what she wants, right now, is Jake.
Warning: this 4900-word sexy story contains detailed scenes of sex! Mature audiences only.
Connie was moaning with the intensity of the kisses, and pressed her body up against Jake's, which in turn pressed his body back against the door. She grabbed his hands in hers and put them on her sides, then put her hands back around Jake's neck. Feeling her toned body underneath the thin fabric of the t-shirt made Jake start to stir, and he moved his hands up and down her sides. He really wasn't sure how far he could go, but Connie's moans at his touch seemed to show that whatever he was doing, it was doing the trick. He brought his left hand to her back and, in a bold move, brought his right around and onto her chest. Connie gave another deep moan at this and actually pushed her body forward, forcing her chest harder into Jake's hand. Jake massaged her chest, feeling her rise up and press out through her t-shirt and into the palm of his hand. He squeezed and teased her chest, and she moaned and moaned at the feeling.
At one point Connie stopped kissing him and pressed her face against Jake's neck, at the same time grabbing his left hand in her right and putting his hand smack on her. Jake wasted no time in groping her the same as he did her chest, and Connie just grinded her body in response to his movements. She started ravaging his neck with her kisses, as though she were starving and his flesh was the only source of food available. She started running her hands up and down Jake's stomach, pulling up on his shirt and kissing down until she reached his stomach. Jake couldn't quite reach her anymore, so he moved his other hand up to her chest. Connie kept kissing down lower and lower, until she had reached Jake's waist. She looked up into Jake's eyes and, not saying anything, started undoing his belt.
Jake could hardly believe his luck. Here was this incredibly hot girl, about to do stuff to him in a gas station bathroom! And just 10 minutes ago he was driving around feeling sorry for himself. My, how luck can change at the drop of a hat. Connie kept looking up at Jake as she started unzipping his pants.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked him.
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Published January 9, 2013
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.