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“Hey, ma’am,” called out the young man with a hopeful smile as I stepped out of the grocery store. The parking lot was baked by the late afternoon sun, and his shadow stretched out before him like a lazy puppy. “Could you spare some change?”
I looked him over, taking in his baggy jeans and the way his t-shirt clung to his muscular frame. He couldn’t have been more than twenty, and his eyes had the same hungry glint as the teenagers who used to ask me for smokes outside the gas station. But there was something more to this one, a spark of curiosity that made me pause. “I don’t have any change,” I said, eyeing the six-pack of beer tucked under his arm. “But I can buy you that beer if you do something for me.”
His smile faltered a bit, uncertainty flickering across his face. “What do you mean?”
I stepped closer, my heart racing. “Let me suck your cock, and the beer’s yours.”
The young man’s eyes went wide, and his grip on the beer tightened. He glanced around the lot, making sure no one was watching. Then, after a moment’s hesitation, he nodded, and a grin spread across his face like a Cheshire cat’s. “Alright,” he said, his voice low and eager. “Where do we go?”
I led him to my car, a sleek black sedan with tinted windows. “Backseat,” I instructed, my voice firm and filled with a confidence that surprised even me. He followed, his eyes never leaving mine. I opened the door and slid in, my legs parting slightly to give him room. He climbed in after me, his movements awkward and unsure. “Take out your cock,” I said, my voice steady.
He fumbled with his fly, his eyes on me as he pulled out his nine-inch monster. It was thick and dark, a stark contrast to the rest of his lightly freckled skin. I licked my lips, feeling a thrill of anticipation. This was a side of me that had been dormant for too long, and now it was waking up with a vengeance. “Go ahead,” I said, leaning closer. “I want to taste you.”
He didn’t need any more encouragement than that. He leaned back, his cock standing tall and proud as I took it into my mouth. It filled my mouth, stretching my lips and pushing down my throat. I moaned, savoring the taste of him, the feel of his velvety skin against my tongue. My hands found his thighs, gripping them tightly as I began to bob my head up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke. He groaned, his hands tangling in my hair as he guided my movements.
We stayed there, hidden from the world, as I worked my magic on his cock. The scent of his arousal filled the car, and the sound of my wet, eager sucks echoed through the small space. His hips began to buck, and I knew he was close. I pulled away just long enough to whisper, “Cum in my mouth,” before taking him back in.
The young man’s body tensed, and with a guttural groan, he did as I asked. His hot, thick cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed it down with a sense of triumph. It had been so long since I’d felt this alive, this powerful. As he caught his breath, I handed him the beer with a wink. “Enjoy,” I said, sliding out of the car.
He stared at me in disbelief as I shut the door, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at his dumbfounded expression. As I walked away, I knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in my life, one filled with excitement and desire that I hadn’t felt in years. I had no regrets, only the sweet taste of his release on my tongue and the promise of more adventures to come.
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