I love sex in every way, shape, and form. But what I really
dig best is getting laid or sucked off when there’s a chance of
getting caught or being seen. That’s when my dick is at its
hardest and my load is at its sweetest.
I’m an assistance manager at a local bank and one of our
tellers feels the same way I do. I’ll call her Joan so her
husband doesn’t find out. Joannie is tall and very attractive
with long slim legs and firm pointy breasts.
Last Friday, Joan was servicing the customers at the
drive-in window when she had to go to the ladies’ room. I was the
only other person in the bank so I took her place. An older woman
had just pulled up when I felt a hand slide between my legs and
grab my cock. It stiffened immediately.
“I want to suck you so bad,” she moaned in my ear.
Joan slid my cock around in my pants while I counted out the
old lady’s money. I was getting wetter and hornier by the
minute, and the instant the car drove away, I pushed Joannie to
her knees in front of me. We both fumbled with my zipper, and she
groaned as my steaming hot dick fell out. The shaft was hard as a
rock, and the swollen head was moist with pre-cum.
“I love your cock,” Joan sighed as she wiped the tip all
over her face, leaving white sticky traces.
I watched as she pulled back the foreskin, exposing the
swollen purple head. Her pick tongue flicked in and out of her
hot mouth, sending sparks up and down my spine as she caressed
and teased the rigid flesh.
I jerked my hips forward, trying to get my cock in her warm
mouth, but she pulled away.
“Not yet,” she said. Her hands grasped my balls and began
pulling as her tongue jumped along the swollen shaft. Joannie
kept licking and kissing my dick until I thought I was going to
die.
Suddenly I heard a car horn. Parked in front of the teller
window was a sharp looking blonde, who was not over 18, in a
short skirt.
That was the moment that Joannie clamped her mouth over the
head of my big dick and started sucking REAL hard!!
“You OK?” asked the blonde, giving me a beautiful smile.
I couldn’t believe what was going on. I was getting my hot
meat eaten inches away from a girl who didn’t know what the hell
was going on.
“Yeah,” I stammered, trying to count the money right. Who
wouldn’t be OK?
Joan was sliding my cock in and out of her hungry mouth, and
it was drenched with saliva. It isn’t easy counting while some-
one is chewing on your dick, and it took me three times before I
got it right.
Joan would run her tongue around the wet tip and then engulf
the staff, ramming it down her throat until I though I would grab
her. I’ve had blow jobs from Joannie before, but today she was at
her best.
Joan’s breathing was getting heavier and louder as she
swallowed my prick, and I knew that she was going to get a load
real soon.
“So where’s my money?” asked the teenage blonde.
Just as I passed the cash out, the girl shifted her legs
giving me a great view of her pink pussy. She wasn’t wearing any
undergarments.
That did it. With a moan from me, my 9 1/2″ dick started to
shot load after load. Joan felt it, because she began pumping my
shaft harder and sucking on the head like a vacuum cleaner.
Looking down, I watched her mouth slide up and down the cum-
stained shaft as she swallowed my load. Every drop went down that
eager throat as she slurped and sucked every last drop.
The blonde was staring at me real funny , but my attention
was on Joan as she continued to lick until every tongue flick was
painful.
“Tell your friend I hope it was tasty,” the blonde said
before driving away.
“That was the biggest load you’ve ever shot,” Joan said,
giving the tip one last lick before tucking it back into my
pants.
We had to go back to our regular jobs after that, but when
work was finished, I spread Joannie out on the back seat of my
car and ate her pussy until she begged me to shop.
So, the next time you go to a bank drive-in window, you
might know why the teller is smiling.
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