A Test Drive
Keywords: A, Drive, Test,
Harry slowly walked around the car, running his hand along the hood and up onto the rooftop. He peeked at the sticker and then moved to look inside. He paused, then looked back at the sticker, trying not to show too much elation to the sales woman standing on the other side of the car.
"The price is a little steep, but it is a nice car."
"Yes, and have you looked at the gas mileage it gets?"
"Wow, that's surprisingly good," he said, looking up from the mileage information to look at the sales woman. "How does it run?"
"Well, keys are in it."
"Yeah, they are, maybe I'll just take it out for a test drive."
"Sounds good to me," she replied, watching him climb into the driver's seat.
"Aren't you coming?" Harry asked as she remained standing outside the car.
"Oh, sorry," she replied, climbing in beside him.
Harry started the car, drove slowly between the parked cars in the area and turned out onto the street. Accelerating quickly he noticed a bit of commotion behind him on the lot, but changing lanes he eased over onto the freeway entrance ramp and eased into the fast moving traffic. In a moment the car dealership was far out of sight.
"I like the acceleration it has," Harry said to the woman, "I'm Harry by the way."
"I'm Jules," the woman replied, reaching her hand out to shake.
"Short for Juliene I suppose."
"Something like that," she replied.
"How far can I go with this?"
"As far as you like," she replied seductively, "Oh, you mean the car?"
Harry laughed, pulling around a slower car and pushing the gas petal to the floor. The car accelerated easily up to nearly one hundred miles per hour. He then eased up a little, slowing back down to the speed limit.
He continued down the highway for a few more miles then turned on his blinker and moved over to the right lane. "I think I'll take the second exit and turn around to head back," he said.
"No, exit here," she said quickly.
"But it's just a rest stop, there's no way to loop around and head back."
"Just exit here," she said, her hand grasping his knee.
Hitting his blinker, he quickly swerved and pulled into the rest area, heading around in front of the buildings.
"No, pull around behind the buildings there," she said, letting her hand slowly slide up his thigh.
Harry pulled around behind the building and slowed the car to a stop. He barely had time to put it in park and set the brake before Jules began fumbling wildly at his pants. She expertly unfastened his pants and worked his cock out from beneath his underwear before he was fully hard.
Without a word, she began stroking his with her hand, occasionally squeezing his shaft and drawing her hand toward his head, milking the pre-cum out of his tiny hole. She then ran her fingers through the clear liquid, spreading it lightly over the head of his cock.
Glancing up at him she whispered, "I just love the taste of the pre-cum." She then moved her head down, taking him in her mouth, humming her appreciation for the taste. Continuing to stroke him with her hand, she bobbed her head up and down on him in unison, sucking greedily as she moved.
In a few moments he felt the pressure building from his balls and as she continued her motion on him, she raised his hips, moaned and shot his load into her mouth. She didn't move her mouth from him, sucking and swallowing every last drop from him.
Harry suddenly heard sirens and noticed two police cars racing down the freeway. Jules didn't miss a beat on his cock, giving it one last good suck and then sitting up, licking her fingers as she moved.
Harry then reached over, cupping his hand on one of her breasts. She leaned her head back and slid her hips forward on the seat, giving Harry easier access to her body. Her breasts, though firm, were rather small and he quickly got bored squeezing them. He moved his hand to her inner thigh and slowly slid it up under her dress. He moved slowly, anticipating running his hand past her damp panties and dipping his fingers into her pussy.
Something... something was wrong, very wrong, instead of a dab of damp material stretched over her delicate lips, his hand hit a bulge, a distinctly familiar bulge. He looked up at Jules' face wondering what was happening, but the passionate look in her eyes strangely excited him and instead of removing his hand from her erection in disgust, he found himself curiously fondling her cock.
Jules sighed slightly and reached down, pulling her skirt up and hooking her panties down under her balls, exposing the beautiful curve of her cock to Harry. He tentatively moved his head down onto her lap, carefully drawing her cock into his mouth. Recalling the things he enjoyed while being sucked off, he began moving his tongue around the head, while bobbing his head up and down, while sucking deeply. He moved his hand down and began to caress Jules' balls while he sucked.
In a few moments, Jules began groaning and pumping her hips up to meet Harry's mouth, as he took as much of her into his mouth as he could without choking. Suddenly, he felt a warm sensation flood the back of his mouth as he was engulfed in an odd metallic taste. He swallowed the thick liquid, while trying to keep his lips tight around her cock, but some of her jism spilled out, running over his hand onto her balls.
Rising up from her, Jules leaned over and kissed his mouth, slurping a bit of the cum that had drooled out of his mouth. She then reached for her purse, grabbed a tissue and dabbed up the cum that had spilled on her balls. Pulling her panties up over her flagging cock, Jules arranged her skirt, nearly concealing the remaining bit of bulge in her lap.
"I don't know how I didn't notice it."
"Notice what?"
"That you weren't a woman."
"Oh that," Jules replied.
"And I imagine that Jules is not short for Juliene."
"It's short for Jules."
"Well you completely surprised me."
Giggling a bit, she said, "That's not the half of it."
"There's more?"
"I'm not really a car salesman," she said with a shrug.
"If you're not a car salesman, then what are you?"
"Just another customer."
"Then those two police cars..."
"...are probably looking for us."
Trying to maintain his composure, Harry started the car, released the brake and began heading back to the dealership. Jules smiled watching his hands begin to tremble.
Keywords: A, Drive, Test,