My best friend and I go to the driving in with his new girlfriend and the Youth Minister.
It was the start of summer, 1987.
My best friend back then was a kid named Mike. He’d shown up out of the blue my Sophomore year and we quickly became best friends. He was a year older than me and always a bit more crazy. We’d just finished Sophomore year and his seventeenth birthday was coming up.
Mike usually had crazy plans for everything. But all he wanted to do for his birthday was to go to the drive-in. The Hitcher was opening with Nightmare on Elm Street 3. So I figured, why not? His said not to worry about a car since the youth minister from his church had said he would take us. We got the okay to sleep over at the youth minister’s house after the movie since it would be so late.
The truck pulled up to my house and I headed out. It was an old Chevy truck with a canopy over the bed. Mike jumped out of the cab and I hopped in.
The woman in the driver seat was maybe 30, brunette and gorgeous. She was wearing a jean skirt and a jean jacket over a low-cut v-neck white T-shirt. She was showing incredible cleavage and I imagined her breasts were full and perfect. I wondered what her ass looked like in those jeans.
“Hey Nick! This is Mrs. Thompson,” Mike said. He nudged me over in the seat and I straddled the gear shift on the floor.
“Call me Mary,” she said, looking at me. I’m sure she noticed me checking her out, but she smiled and gave me a wink before turning back to the road. She grabbed the gearshift between my legs as she put the truck in gear and drove off.
“Robert’s not a fan of horror movies, so I told him I’d take you,” she said as we drove. “I hope that’s okay.” She dropped her hand to my leg when she was done shifting and I could feel my cock pressing hard against the inside of my jeans.
“Sure,” I said, scooting a bit closer to her til my leg was almost pressed against her thigh. I already knew I’d be looking her over way more than I’d be watching the movie.
“Robert loaded the back with blankets and pillows so we’d all be comfortable,“ she said, giving my leg a small squeeze. “There’s plenty of room back there for everyone, and I packed popcorn and bottles of soda so we can skip the concession stand.”
“One stop first,” Mike said. “I met this girl at church Sunday who said she’d love to come too!”
“Heather’s a sweet girl,” Mary said. ”I’m glad you invited her. She doesn’t have the best family.”
We drove across town to pick the girl up. She lived further away from the drive-in than we did, in a run down trailer park. Mike climbed out to meet her and I happily remained where I was sitting beside Mary. Heather was a cute little blonde, but younger than I’d thought. She was wearing a short yellow skirt and a baggy grey sweatshirt, so I couldn’t tell how big her tits were, though I didn’t think they were much more than bumps.
“She’s fourteen,” Mike said as he got out, after I asked, sounding kinda defensive. Mary looked over at me with a strange smile.
“We‘ll ride in the back,” Mike said, as he dropped the tail gate and he and Heather climbed into the bed of the truck.
The drive there was intense, sitting that close to Mary. I sat as close to her as I could while she drove, even though there was plenty of room in the cab. My hand was on the seat in the small space between us, and I let my fingers press against her hip and thigh the whole way. Her skirt had ridden half way up her thighs as she drove and I could barely keep my eyes off her legs.
We shared normal conversation on the way and I learned that she had two kids, a nine year old daughter and a four year old son. She didn’t say anything about my fingers touching her thigh or her hand resting on my leg when she wasn’t shifting. We got to the drive-in before I knew it, and Mary backed into a spot in the front row. She opened the door and gave my thigh another squeeze as she smiled at me.
“Come on,“ she said. “Help me get the back set up.“ She let go of my leg and opened the door and stepped out. I followed her out the driver side and saw her eyes flash to the obvious bulge at the front of my jeans.
She didn’t say anything, just turned and walked towards the back of the truck. I followed her, my eyes glued to her ass and bare legs the whole time. She was maybe five foot four, judging by how much shorter she was than my six foot. Her hips, curved just perfectly enough to grip onto, swayed as she walked. She stopped at the back of the truck and turned to me with her finger to her lips in a shushing gesture.
“I think they’re already busy,“ she said, motioning to the gently rocking truck. She gave me a wink then knocked on the side of the canopy. “We’re here,” she said loudly. There was bit of commotion from inside, and she paused for only a couple seconds before opening the canopy door and dropping the tail gate.
Heather was lying on her back with her head near the tail gate and quickly pulled a nearby blanket over her head. Mike sat up from between her bare legs. His face had been between her legs and it was obvious what he’d been doing. He wiped a hand across his mouth quickly.
“How’s she taste?” Mary asked as she climbed up into the bed of the truck. “Remember, she’s still a virgin,” she added. For now.“ I watched her skirt slide up her legs, but not quite far enough to see what I desperately wanted to see. Mike just smiled and whipped his mouth. “No need to clean up. If your fingers were where I think they were, then they’ll be plenty clean.”
I was kind of astonished at the way Mary was talking and acting, since she was the youth minister’s wife. But the thought didn’t last long as I climbed in to help Mary arrange the blankets and pillows. It was just getting dark when we finished.
“You can have the corner behind me,” Mary said, lying down on her stomach beside Heather and facing the screen. I moved to the back behind her, letting my hands graze her ass as I climbed over her. “Pull that blanket up over us,” she said. ”Don’t worry, we’re all gonna be on top of each other in here, but it’ll be cozy.”
I pulled the blanket over us, getting one last look at her ass and a decent look up her skirt this time. She’d kicked her shoes off at some point and her bare legs curved up to her ass. I couldn’t quite get a look at her panties, though I sure tried.
I ended up lying with one leg bent so my knee was on her ass and my crotch was nearly pressed against her leg. I knew I’d have a raging hard-on through both movies, but that was more than fine with me. I lay there thinking about my leg on her ass as the sky got dark and the first movie started.
It was about 30 minutes into The Hitcher when Heather started making small moaning noises. I sat up a bit to see over Mary and both Heather and Mike were fully under the blanket. From what I could tell with how they looked positioned, Mike was eating her out again.
Mary shifted a bit under me as she turned toward them. Her ass shifted toward me and my cock pressed hard against her side. I lifted my knee a bit as she moved and without thinking too much, I slid my hand onto her ass and lay my leg back down on her. My palm was pressed firmly against her ass cheek and I could feel the hem of her skirt with my thumb.
My heart was racing and my cock was throbbing against her. After a few minutes she moved again, scooting a bit further back into the truck. Her skirt slid up and my thumb fell right between her legs. When she moved, she spread her legs slightly apart, so my thumb was pressed right against her panties. I’m sure she could feel it, but she didn’t say anything.
Over the next few minutes, I slowly started running my thumb up and down over her panties. Mike was making louder licking noises now, and Heather had stopped trying to be quiet. When I felt Mary’s panties suddenly get moist, my cock started throbbing even harder in my jeans. Mary started moving her hips and ass slowly, almost imperceptibly in motion with my thumb.
Suddenly, I felt her hand grab mine. I nearly panicked, but she pushed my full hand down between her legs and spread them wider.
“More,” Mary moaned. ”Keep going.” I felt here hand slide lower and she pulled her panties aside, then guided my hand to her exposed pussy.
She wasn’t the first woman I’d fingered, and I’d learned plenty since fucking one of my friend Jeremy’s mom that summer way back. She’d taught me a lot.
I slid my index finger over her slit, from her asshole to her clit. She had a full bush and her hair was dripping wet and I felt her lips part in arousal. I rubbed her like that for a few minutes, teasing her, and I could feel her pressing back against my hand, wanting more. I kept teasing a bit more before plunging two fingers into her wet cunt. My fingers were curved down toward her tummy and I curled them inside her. She let out a loud gasping moan, and I felt her pussy clench around my fingers. I worked them in and out of her, slowly moving deeper inside her. My fingertips brushed her rough, swollen g-spot just inside her pussy and she let out another louder moan.
I was working up a rhythm to finger fucking her now, and she was moving her hips and ass to match. Her moans were as constant as Heathers and I kept going. But I wanted more. I needed to taste her. I craved the taste of this 30 year old minister‘s wife’s dripping pussy.
So I slid quickly down between her legs, pushing the blankets and her skirt up over her ass and not caring who saw. I started to pull her panties aside, but Mary raised her hips and shifted a bit to pull them completely off. She had flipped over onto her back, her knees on either side of my head. She grabbed my head and practically shoved my face into her cunt. I let her, my mouth opened to take as much of her furry mound into it as I could.
I parted her folds with my nose, brushing aside her dark wet hair, and rolled my tongue around her hood, exposing her swollen clit. Her thighs clenched around my head as I sucked her clit into my mouth, nibbling it gently. At the same time my fingers continued to curl up inside her, caressing her g-spot. I could feel the walls of her pussy pulse as my fingers moved over them. Her moans were got louder as she rocked her hips against my face and fingers. Her hairy mound was dripping wet with her juices and the scent of filled me, making my cock throb.
My other hand moved up her body. Her skirt was bunched up around her hips. I moved over the jean skirt and slid under her shirt. I took a moment to caress her belly, with that slight sexy bulge of a real woman who’s borne children. My hand continued under her shirt to her breasts, pushing her bra up to get to them.They were soft and full, her small nipples firmed when I pinched them.
The fingers of my other hand curled inside her as I licked her pussy and sucked her clit. I slid my fingers out of her and she moaned, pushing her hips toward me, wanting them back inside her. I buried my face in her cunt and dove my tongue into her. Then I plunged my index finger into her ass.
“Fuck!” Mary screamed. I felt a sudden rush of warmth flood my mouth and I knew I’d made her cum. I slid a second finger into her ass and curled them up inside her, stroking her g-spot through the thin layer of flesh separating her ass and her cunt. She had one hand gripping my hair and holding me to her as I alternated from sucking her clit to licking her slit.
She let out one more long cry and her thighs clenched hard around my head. I kept my fingers and mouth moving on and around her as she came. Her ass pulsed around my fingers, squeezing them.
”Stop,” she moaned pitifull. “It’s too much. You have to stop.” She tried to push me away, but I dove into her wet cunt harder, sucking her clit into my mouth, nibbling on it and flicking it with my tongue. “Oh, fuck!” She screamed again as she came one more time. “You have to stop!” She pushed at me hard, but I knew I had her. I curled my fingers harder insider her ass and pulled gently but firmly against her pulsing wall. She came again almost instantly.
Only then did I slide my fingers out of her and pull my mouth from her. I lifted my head to look at her. Her hair was a mess and I noticed Heather’s hand resting on one of her exposed breasts. Her breasts were perfect, well more than a mouthful, and paler than her slightly tanned stomach.
Mary lifted her head and looked at me, her eyes glossy and a bit crazed. She didn’t say anything, but her hand slid down to her pussy and she started to rub herself. Her head dropped back down and l lowered mine back to her pussy. She was working her clit with her fingers, so I started licking her slit, her clit, her fingers as she did. She came again, her thighs suddenly like a vise against my ears. She lasted only a few seconds before pushing me away. This time I let her.
She lay there for a couple minutes, panting hard, and I just looked at her. Her pussy was still twitching and her full breasts moved with each deep breath she took. Heather was making small squeaking sounds, and her hand was still on Mary’s breast, her fingers fondling the erect nipple. Mike moved his head from between her legs after a moment and sat back against the truck canopy.
Mary propped herself up on her elbows and looked at me. “Fuck you,” she said, the slight smile on her mouth conflicted with her furrowed brow. “I told you to stop.”
“But you didn’t really want me to, did you?” I replied.
“Fine,” she said, sitting up onto her knees and leaning toward me. Her bra was still pushed up over her breasts, but her shirt had slid down covering most of one. She taken off her jean jacket at some point. Her skirt was still up around her waist. ”Your turn.” She reached a hand to my jeans and began unzipping them. I sat up on my knees to give her better access. “Come on Heather, time to show you how to make a boy squirm.”
She helped the girl sit up. Heather looked like more of a mess than Mary did. Her pretty blonde hair had come undone from its braid. She was slipping her arms back into her sweatshirt and I caught a glimpse of one small bare breast. She saw me looking and glanced down quickly at Mary.
I looked back at Mary and watched as the woman undid the front of my jeans and slid them down to my knees. My nearly 8 inch cock stood out hard. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips.
I looked over briefly and Heather had done the same with Mike. He was closer to 6 inches, but Heather let out a small gasp and looked over again at Mary. Her eyes got even bigger when she saw my cock.
“Watch what I do,” Mary said as she wrapped a hand around my cock and started to stroke me. My attention went fully back to Mary. I’d built up some good endurance when it came to edging, so I let Mary stroke me, feeling the rise inside me. She looked up at me as she lowered her head to my cock. She ran her tongue up my shaft before flicking her tongue over the underside of the tip. I moaned and gripped her hair.
She took the head of my cock into her mouth, her tongue still moving over it. I gripped her hair harder and tried to force her down further onto my cock. She gripped my hips hard, digging her fingers into me, but I kept pulling her toward me. She gave my cock a brief but sharp nip with her teeth and I immediately let go. She pulled away from my cock and looked up at me.
“My rules now,” she said then opened her mouth and took my cock full to the hilt. She held it there for only a couple of seconds before pulling off me. I gasped at the suddenness of it. She slid her hand back to my cock and gave me a wink before turning toward Mike and Heather.
“It’s ok if you can’t take him all the way like I just did,” she said to the girl. Heather’s eyes were watering and she looked like she’d just gagged on Mike’s cock. He was smiling ear to ear. “Suck on the tip and run your tongue along the underside.”
“Ok.” Heather nodded.
Mary took her time, licking my cock and sucking on just the head. Heather watched and repeated all she was doing on Mike. Mary slowly picked up her pace, her hand and mouth moving over my cock faster and deeper. My cock started to throb and I could feel the orgasm building. I was close.
Then Mary paused and pulled off me. I let out a hard breath as my cock pulsed, just short of cumming. She leaned over and put her hands on each side of Heather’s head, guiding her up and down on Mike’s cock. The girl gagged just a bit but Mary kept guiding her. Mike groaned and Mary moved Heather’s head faster.
“Oh, yes!” Mike said, his head tilting back.
“Stroke him!” Mary commanded the girl as she pulled Heather’s mouth off Mike’s cock just as he started to cum. The girl did as she was told, her hand moving up and down on MIke’s shaft. He shot three long bursts, the first partially in her mouth and the other two across her nose and forehead.
“Good girl!” Mary turned Heather’s face toward her and the girl was smiling, cum dripping all over her face. Mary leaned forward and kissed her. I could see her tongue probing Heather’s mouth. After a few seconds she stopped and ran her tongue up the girl’s face, licking some of Mike’s cum into her mouth. She made a smacking sound before turning back to me.
She didn’t say anything, just took my cock back into her mouth and practically attacked me. I’d had good blowjobs before but that had to be one of the best. She used her mouth and tongue and hands and fingers, even her teeth to some degree. She brought me right to the edge. And then she kept going.
And I came. She didn’t slow down one bit, I could feel her swallowing my cum as it shot out of my cock into her mouth. Her hands caressed by balls, coaxing out every drop. And she kept going.
My cock kept throbbing, well past any hope of more cum, for a few minutes at lest. Her tongue moved over the tip of my cock. Her hand stroked me. Her mouth moved up and down. I tried to push her away. The sensation was getting to be too much. And still she kept going.
“Fuck!” I practically screamed. My cock was hyper sensitive now. I can’t explain it, but I swear my toes were about to shoot out my cock. ”Stop,” I said, pushing at her harder. She gripped my hips and held on, her tongue still moving. “Fuck!” I moaned. And she kept going.
“Fucking stop!” This time I pushed hard and she let go. My cock throbbed hard at the sudden absence of her mouth on me. She looked up at me and smiled and gave my cock one more long stroke with her hand. And I came again.
I’m not sure how. I thought she‘d emptied me. But oh how I came. And Mary just smiled as I covered her mouth and face. She stroked me until I was truly finished then let my cock go.
Then she leaned over to Heather who‘d been watching, her eyes huge. She pulled the girl close and kisses her again. This time it was Heather who pulled away and ran her tongue over Mary’s face, licking up my cum.
When she’d finished, Mary looked over her shoulder at the screen, now rolling credits.
“Looks like the first movie’s over,” she said. She took Heather’s hand and began guiding her toward the tailgate. “Intermission,” she said, helping the girl straighten her sweater and skirt before she adjusted her bra and fixed her own clothes. “Time to freshen up before the second movie.” With that, she took Heather’s hand and they both slid out of the bed of the truck and disappeared.
“Fuck,” Mike said. “That was hot!”
“Oh ya!” I echoed. “Did you get to fuck her?”
“No, but I broke that cherry with my fingers!” He held up his hand and smiled. “I wanna get my cock her tight ass and take THAT cherry next!”
“You think I‘ve a shot to fuck Mary?” I asked. “I mean, I’ve never fucked a minister’s wife before.”
“I doubt it,” he said. “But there’s tons more you can do with her!”
“Oh I plan on it!” I said. “We have one more movie after all!”
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