UDX: Be considerate, ask if he wants a blowjob
From Create Your Own Story
"I supposed a thank you is in order." You chuckle, scratching at the back of your head, you weren't normally the type to do something like this but it's not like anyone would find out. "Would you like me to thank you with a blowjob Mr. bus driver?"
If he was surprised at the teenage girls offer, he didn't show it. Really makes you think about how many times this has happened. "Why yes I would." He bumps the rim of his hat upward and shows of a slightly crooked smile.
He unzips his pants before undoing his belt and then with a quick shimmy, pulls out his huge cock. As much as this isn't like you, it's sight and stench alone makes your mouth water. You waste no time dropping to your knees. Drool is already dripping out of your mouth as you approach the massive cock. You hesitate for only a moment, your head bowed in front of his lap as though you were praying to his cock, then your lips make first contact. You leave a wet smooch on the tip of his cock and are rewarded with the taste of precum on your lips. "Mmmm..." You moan out, your hand coming up to grip his shaft. "So tasty." You drag your tongue up the underside of his cock before resetting your heads position and doing it twice more on either side. "Do you like having my teenage mouth on your dick?" You teasingly mumble against his skin before wrapping your lips around his tip. He likes it so much that instead of replying, he cums without warning, sending his semen straight down your throat. You swallow it easily, you may not be hella experienced but you know enough to know that spitters are quitters.
"What are you doing up here on this mountain anyway?" The bus driver pants, wiping a hand over his sweaty forehead. The sight of him so worn out after a two minute blowjob fills you with pride.
"We're going to party like pornstars-" You say as you stand, suggestively moving your hips in circles. "It's so we can forget about our dead friends." You then state matter-of-factly.
"I don't have anywhere to be." The older man says, wiping the remaining sweat of his neck with a cloth before showing off another toothy grin. "Can I come along?"
Can he...?
