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Coitus Interruptus, A Different Twist
Date: 2/18/2016, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: jaycox, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories
spacious and great for a good fuck. The number of pecker tracks on the upholstery would attest to that. Why clean them off? They just come back again. When I got in, pulling my jeans down as I did, Sondra said, "Gimme that rubber. I want it on so I know it ain't coming off in the heat of the action. Don't mind telling' you, Willy, I'm horny enough to give you that discount you tried to screw me out of before." She had a tube of lube in her hand that must have come from her purse. Sondra did a thorough and loving job of lubing my condom-covered tool; then she did the same with her ass, even inserting her middle finger to the second knuckle to make sure the stuff was in deep. "Now fuck my ass good, Willy; go boy!" I had slathered my cock with the fuck-goo and was easing the head into her ass. I just got past her sphincter when all of a sudden BAM!, BAM! BAM! Somebody was pounding on the front windshield of the car! I yelled, "What the fuck, get out of here you old bastard?" He slammed the windshield again and at that point, Little Willy shrank back to his medium, dill pickle size all nicely wrapped in a rubber package. Fuck! "I needs some money for a drink, man." The old guy was barely able to stand. Sondra turned her head and said, "Fuck him, Willy. Get your cock back in me, I need it bad!" "I can't, my dick went soft" I moaned. "Well, pump the ... damned thing up again and jam it in my butt hole." she yelled, now getting irritated. The old drunk wasn't going anywhere until he got some money. I reached into my pants pocket pulled out a ten spot and got out of the car, pulling up my pants, covering up rubber, lube and all. "Here now get your sorry ass out of here before I call cops, you're drunk." He looked me in the eye and laughed. "Call the cops, how're ya'll gonna' splain dat Sondra cunt in youah backseat?" I gave him a push toward the street, and he ambled off, singing a little ditty, happy as a clam. Money for booze and I'm out of business with Sondra. I turned around, and she had her shorts pulled up, top back on and purse in hand and didn't look too pleased. "Willy, you're some fuckin' stud. Dick collapses at the sight of some old drunk. Well, fuck you, I got your money, and I'm walking back to the Way." I said, "Wait, you owe me a hundred bucks. I didn't get any ass fuck. Gimme my money back.". "You got all you're gonna' get today, Willy. You got the head of your dick in me before it collapsed. Just chalk it up to that old 'coy-toos in-terup-das shit I heard of once. You know fuck and pull out before you cum. Bye, Willy." She sauntered on down he street, swishing her ass like a good whore, my two-hundred bucks in tow. I went home and jacked-off again. I swore off whores. It was cheaper.