Pitching a Tent

Upon retracting my finger from her, Skye's eyes opened for the first time, and she gave me a look that was a combination of both burning desire and betrayal. As if my temporarily leaving her wanton sex was akin to stabbing her in the back. That look lasted just a heartbeat, though, as the realization that I was merely going for a taste of her juices turned that look into her now-signature smirk.

After licking my digit clean, I returned it to its previous position between her thighs. With my palm facing the front of the car, I slowly began fingering her with my pointer and middle fingers. I didn't want to get too aggressive with it — I feared any rapid movement would catch the eye of Colin in the rear view more — but it was enough to make it difficult for Skye to stay quiet. Every few pumps, she would be unable to control her mewls, and she was biting her lip so hard that I was waiting to see blood.

As I continued my assault, Skye began using her feet to have some fun of her own. She found the head of my throbbing mushroom with her right foot and began playing with it. It wasn't a lot of simulation, and it's not like I have a thing for feet, but given the last few hours and the state of arousal I was in, it felt incredible. I wanted more. I wanted to feel her feet on my cock.

I never got the opportunity. As I used my free hand to free my throbbing dick from my basketball shorts, Skye saw what I was doing and got wide-eyed. And after seeing that the beast had been freed, she sat back up.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I FUCKED THIS UP AGAIN!

At least that's what I thought. Until Skye leaned towards me and whispered in my ear, "I've been waiting for this since I felt it on my hip at the wedding."

As she began lowering her head into my lap, I mentally thanked George for marrying into this family.

Skye was now in an identical position to the one she was in prior to our bathroom break, only now there was nothing between those luscious lips of hers and my dick. I waited for her to suck me into her mouth, but she just stayed there. She was teasing me. Every time she exhaled, my dick would twitch from the warmth of her breath. I willed my dick to magically grow an inch and pierce her lips, but I'm no Mr. Fantastic or Inspector Gadget. I would have to wait for her to open the flood gates herself.

Speaking of flood gates, with her in this position, I had returned my hand to where it was before — under her waistband and firmly on her ass. The side of my palm resting against rosebud. My ring finger, if I extended it completely, could reach her deliciously soaked folds. I closed my eyes and fantasized about what it would feel like to have my mouth there, lapping up everything she had to offer. I imagined the feeling of those perfect thighs squeezing my head as she came on my face.

I was brought back to reality with a jolt of electricity that shot from the tip of my cock straight to my brain. My eyes shot open to find Skye flicking the ridge of my head with the tip of her tongue. It was time for the main attraction. Sky took one last look up at me, and with a wink, plunged my dick down her throat in one swift motion.

Holy shit did it feel incredible. So wet. So warm. I lost the ability to think, as I groaned.

"Did you say something?" Colin asked, temporarily removing an ear bud and looking in the rear view mirror.

YOU FUCKING IDIOT, RYAN!

"Nope." I stuttered, as Skye had the presence of mind to hide my exposed penis under her face as she pretended to be asleep.

"OK, well we have another hour or so before we get there. No need to wake the sleepy heads yet."

I nodded, as he gave one last loving look over at George, and popped his ear bud back in.

When the coast became clear, Skye reopened her eyes and shot me a look that could pierce Kevlar.

"SORRY!" I mouthed, trying to express how stupid I felt.

"Not yet you aren't." And with that, she returned my dick to the depths of her mouth.

Skye was a pro. Even though she couldn't bob up and down on my cock for fear of alerting her brother again, the way she used her tongue to swirl around my dick again and again was a feeling unlike any other. It was like I had put my dick in a cyclone. I wasn't going to last long, especially when she began massaging my balls with her right hand.

No, Ryan. You will NOT be the guy that lasts 30 seconds.

I tried to distract myself by focusing on HER pleasure, sinking my ring finger and middle finger into her pussy. It had the opposite effect though, as it caused her to moan on my dick, pushing me further toward nirvana. Every muscle in my body began tensing up as it prepared for the fireworks about to be set off.

As I reached the point of no return, I placed my left hand on her head and tried to indicate I was close to bursting. I then started to look around to see if there was anything that I could possibly blow my load into. I certainly didn't want this to end with me cumming all over myself. Skye had other plans for me. Taking her hand from my balls, she placed it on top of my left hand and impaled herself with my cock.

It was too much. The entire situation. The thrill of doing it without getting caught, the hours of teasing and mental anguish, her technique, oh, and the fact that I had been too busy with finals over the last two weeks to jerk off — it was the most explosive orgasm I have ever had. You know those tiny specks of silver you see in your vision when you stand up too fast? That's all I could see, as my dick pumped rope after rope into the mouth of the eager seductress that was now looking up at me and smiling around my cock. After the best 20 seconds of my life subsided and my tank was empty, I felt one last swirl of her tongue around my mushroom before Skye released me from her mouth. And with a lick of her lips and coy look on her face, she got rid of all of the incriminating evidence, swallowing it all. I was in shock.

"Hey Col'," Skye called out to her brother in the front, as if everything was completely normal. "How much longer until we get there?

"Twenty minutes or so. You get some sleep?"

"Not really. Ryan's lap is way too bone-y to really get comfortable." Her double entendre was not lost on me. The way that Colin looked at me made it seem like it didn't get by him either.

"Well the sun is just starting to rise. I figure that after we unpack and set up camp, we will all take a nap. I know I'm going to need one."

I was with him on that. I couldn't remember being more tired than at that very moment. I was drained in truly every sense of the word. Mentally, physically, and sexually.