Shemale Road Head

Summary

Bailey is a sexy, hung shemale that loves driving fast muscle cars. She quickly became friends with the hot, kinky Megan, who discovers her huge secret one night and can't get enough of it.

While Bailey drove her fast car on a sunny day, Megan grew naughty and started playing with the growing, throbbing bulge in her pants. In no time at all, Bailey's long and hard mass was pulled free from her jeans. Not soon after did two other vehicles pull up next to them, the passengers enjoying the show as Megan put her mouth and hands to use. Overwhelmed from both the audience and Megan's rough handling of her, Bailey had thought the kinky car ride was over when she stopped at a red light, but that only prompted Megan to climb into her lap!

Will Bailey be able to keep control of her car as Megan rides her hard, rough, and unprotected for the first time?

Excerpt

When I was about to lose all hope that we wouldn’t be intimate at all today, I suddenly saw her hand stealthily move towards me, passing by the center console. I acted like I didn’t see it, much like when I laid on the couch that night a year ago, having allowed her hand to explore wherever. It was more important than ever to ignore it too, as I didn’t want to hit anything with my car.

Megan’s hand approached until it rested on my leg, letting me feel her warm skin through the small ripped opening of my jeans. It slid up my thigh, aiming right for the bulge that had been growing in my pants. Except now, it was surging in size thanks to her out-of-nowhere playfulness. Right as she made contact with the throbbing, tight bulge, I couldn’t help myself but moan.

“I hope I’m not making it too hard for you to drive well.” Megan teasingly said as she gave me a playful squeeze.

“N-Not at all! Don’t forget that I’ve professionally raced cars before.” I said with a smirk on my face.

I noticed after a few miles down the road that she was rather inconsistent in tending to my bulging pants. After hitting a few stop signs, it all made sense - the faster I drove, the more intense her massage was, stopping completely when the car wasn’t moving. Realizing her little game, I immediately headed for the on-ramp for the freeway.

Starting off with a complete stop just before the freeway entrance, her hand revved up in rubbing as my engine revved up to gain speed to merge into traffic. By time I made it all the way on, driving at freeway speeds, she was essentially giving me a complete handjob through my jeans.

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” Megan said, realizing that I had figured out her game.

With there being plenty of room on the freeway, I couldn’t help myself but speed up more. Just when I thought she would give up in trying to massage my bulge even faster, I heard a zipper starting to open - more specifically, the zipper on my pants! She was determined to not let me win on our last day together.

While having a sexy friend opening my pants on a freeway would be distracting, it was a bit of a relief as my cock no longer felt like it was being strangled by my tight pants. Megan slipped her hand inside, gripping my throbbing mass through my underwear. She attempted stroking it through the cotton fabric, which wouldn’t be near enough to send me over the edge.

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