Drive

Zander kept his hand upon her hair as she slid into a familiar bobbing motion, using her tongue to lick around his shaft while her lips gripped him firmly and steadily. Zoe knew how he loved to hear her gag and she propelled her lips forward, attempting to get as much of him in before her throat clenched and spasmed at the touch of his member tickling her tonsils.

Unperturbed, Zoe continued her bouncing motion, taking as much of him as her gag reflex would allow before easing her way back to the tip. Up and down she continued, encouraged by the moan and groans her technique elicited.

Without warning, Zoe felt the hand on her head stiffen, pushing her down and keeping several inches of his hard meat within her lips. Simultaneously, she felt a hand upon her rectum, the toy being pushed in further, her clenched walls obstructing the entry as the pressure of another layer swelled forth.

Zoe grew concerned as she came to understand both of Zanders' hands were upon her and not on the steering wheel. She tried to bring her head up but the hand upon her hair only pushed her deeper, his erection filling her mouth. The more she reacted and panicked, the firmer his hand became, pushing her roughly and deeply down his shaft until she felt that choking feeling.

Spluttering and coughing, his hand released, and Zoe shot upright, staring out the window and expecting the worst, only to recognise the ute had become motionless. Zander had parked under a tree in a designated rest stop, the meandering road idle beside them.

Not waiting to explain, Zander pushed her head back towards his pulsating shaft while forcefully pushing the toy into her anal passage, the last two layers succumbing with a plop as the entire contraption nestled between her walls. Satisfied that his toy had fully found its mark, Zander placed both hands upon the head in his lap and thrust his pelvis forward, the inches disappearing down her throat.

Zoe closed her eyes and tried to redirect her attention, aware that she couldn't swallow or breath through her mouth, she allowed the air to travel in and out her nose as she struggled against his hold, surprised at the animal hunger he was displaying yet aroused and triggered.

With a thud, Zander pulled the driver's seat lever and his body moved backwards. He relinquished his hold upon her hair and brought her head to face him. 'I'm going to fuck you in the ass.' He whispered into her face while Zoe whimpered in response.

With reckon abandon, Zander grabbed his girlfriend and positioned her on his lap, so that she faced him. With her rear entry still full, Zander positioned himself so that he slid between her wet lips, feeling his shaft slide effortlessly into her front entrance. He felt the odd tight sensation of his shaft sliding alongside the metal duplicate as Zoe felt both her holes filled.

With his erection bouncing between her legs, Zander sharply patted the metal toy, forcing a groan from his companion as the metal pushed harshly against her tender hole. Reaching around her body as it gyrated upon his, he pulled the widest layer from between her puckered hole, allowing her some sense of relief before forcefully jamming it back forth. Zander repeated the motion, allowing one or two layers to escape her rectum before emphatically returning the toy to the brim, each time a sharp whimper would escape Zoe as both her holes were used.

Abruptly, Zoe felt an emptiness as his strong hands pulled the entire toy from within her grasp, her gaping hole suddenly devoid of intrusion and pulsating at the effects of the previous assault. Zander lifted her body and withdrew himself from her quivering pussy lips. A hollow sensation pouring through her body before his erect meat, repositioned, found her gaping, convulsing chasm.

Not yet recovered from the previous pummelling, Zander was able to exert his manhood well within the depths of Zoe's chamber and he used his strong hands to push her hips down, each inch resisting before succumbing. With a forceful push, her cheeks lay upon his testicles, his whole member engulfed between her tightest walls.

Zoe panted into his face as he began to thrust, using his hands to manipulate her hips up and down upon his shaft, each thrust deeper and harsher, a raw and harsh desire evident in his pounding.

Zoe was thankful for the lubrication and loosening nature of the toy as Zander meticulously thrashed away at her backside, each thrust pushing her tight walls to the limits, her rectum clenching and wrapping itself around the intrusion. With each withdrawal, her rectum would subside and relinquish its grip, with every thrust forward, her passage would be pried open again.

Despite the haplessness of her situation, Zoe felt a little tingle between her legs as the pounding grew more routine and her body accustomed to the assault.

With Zoe on his lap, Zander roughly grabbed her head, a hand either side of her face as he looked into her eyes. 'I'm getting close.' He confessed. 'I want you to suck me off until I cum down your throat.'

Despite being a little taken back by the bluntness in his voice or the unpredictable coldness he was showing her, Zoe removed herself from her sheath and crawled back to the passenger seat, turning to face him she bent forward, lingering near his erection.

A strong hand reached for her hair and once again she felt herself propelled forward, her lips parting suddenly as his firmness unapologetically rushed towards her throat.

Zander roughly grabbed a handful of her hair as he manoeuvred her head back and forth along his shaft, encouraging her deep and fast.

Zoe felt the tip of his erection slam against the fleshy part of her throat and resisted the urge to bite, instead, locking her lips tight around his skin and using her tongue to flicker with each penetrating stroke.

A long groan escaped his lips and Zoe felt his shaft tense, with her head held deep upon his appendage she resisted the urge to choke as the primary wave of release splashed against her tonsils. With his member so deep within her mouth, the first few squirts thankfully travelled straight down her throat, the taste lingering only slightly as mouthful after mouthful landed upon her tongue.

Greedily, she swallowed the load down, languishing upon his erection even after he removed his strongarm grip upon her.

'Wow.' Said Zander, leaning back in the driver's seat, exhausted and enjoying the view as the blonde-haired beauty kept her lips firmly upon him. 'Should we find a hotel?'

Zoe brought her lips from their captive and looked him in the eye.

'Gang of Youths.' She said, calling out the band whose song had reached its chorus.

'Too late.' Zander smiled, reminding her of her failed endeavour.

'Well, you failed to find a hotel and we are in the middle of nowhere. I think a new game starts now.' She replied, pressing a sleeve against her lips. 'That's 1-0 to me and you best be on your game otherwise your tongue is going to be spending a long time repairing my aching ass!'

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