This is a continuation. Part I mostly contains context/backstory. This part contains the good bits

Anyway, so, after my last class, I sped to the Walmart. And pretty much as soon as I got there, my coworker calls me to let me know he’s running late. I start getting stressed cuz I know my friend will need the ride to work. But of course, I wait patiently because at this point, I’ve waited like a week and a half, maybe two just to have this guy’s dick.

He finally pulls up next to me. We jump into his back seat and start making out. He starts pulling my shirt over my head and fondling my ass as I’m on top of him. My pussy get so wet and ready so fast. I’m so horny and excited for him. And of course, as soon as I had set foot in his car, I completely stopped thinking about my friend.

He undoes my bra and immediately starts to suck on my nipples and squeezing my tits. Which only gets me more wet since I love having my tits played with. As he’s taking his sweet time with the foreplay, I decide to keep things moving because, for me, the foreplay started when we started sexting. My wet pussy is more than ready to take his delicious cock.

I hop off him and he slides his pants and boxers to his ankles and his completely erect cock springs out. And I’m in awe. It’s so much more mouth watering than any of the photos or videos I’ve seen of it. He smiles at me as he gently pushes my head down. Of course, I’m more than willing to suck his cock. As I’m bobbing my head up and down on his cock, he pulls my leggings down and pushes my panties to the side to finger me. I’m moaning with his cock in my throat. He says to me “Fuck girl. You’re so wet for me.”

And with that, I stop sucking his delicious cock, fully take off my leggings and lower myself slowly onto his cock. And I close my eyes as I enjoy the feeling of being penetrated, of slowly being stretched and filled. I lean forward to put my tits in his face and I’m looking out of his car.

Another car pulls up and parks behind us. A man gets out and I catch his eye. He gives me a confused look. And slowly realizes what he’s watching. A smile spreads across his face. He shakes his head and continues in his way. It’s at this moment that I realize maybe my coworkers’ tint isn’t quite that dark. I look over to the door windows. Yeah, they’re just as lightly tinted as the back window. At this point, I feel like an absolute whore. Sliding my pussy up and down my coworker’s rock hard cock in his car in my workplace’s parking lot and his tint isn’t even that dark. But I don’t fucking care. I’m moaning loudly as I impale myself with the cock I’ve been listing after for over a week.

As I’m enjoying the ecstasy of his cock and this whole slutty ordeal, he starts saying he’s about to cum. He pulls out and immediately shoots his ropes all over my ass, my back, my hair, and even a bit on my right arm and his back seat. I don’t quite get a good look at how big the load was but I know it’s big.

I stumble of his dick as he awkwardly looks for fast food napkins to wipe his cum off me. I laugh a little to myself as I realize his pants are still around his ankles.

He wipes his cum off me and quickly gets clothed. I do the same. He thanks me for milking his cock. And hurries into the Walmart.

I get into my car and check my phone. Only to see the time and all the calls and texts from my friend. Fuck. I’m late.

I had been enjoying my car fuck so much, I hadn’t bothered to even check the time. I zoom back to campus to pick him up. He’s furious. He tells me I should’ve let him know I would be late so he could’ve figured something out. He asks what the fuck took me so long. And what could I possibly have been doing that would’ve prevented me from picking up my phone even if only to tell him to find another ride. I don’t answer. He presses on.

I finally blurt out “I was getting fucked!”

That shuts him up.

“I was getting fucked, ok? Is that what you want to hear? That I’m an irresponsible slut? That I was getting my pussy filled and didn’t notice the time? I’m sorry. Things just didn’t go the way I planned and things got backed up. I’m sorry.”

He fumes in silence the rest of the ride. He leaves my car with a short “Thanks.”

I know he’s pissed. I know telling him why I was late only pissed him off even more. I feel awful. I go to my dorm to wash my coworker’s cum out of my hair and try to think of a way to make this up to my friend.

Later that night, I show up to pick him up from work. Only to find out he made other arrangements. I felt so stupid. How could I have let some random cock get in the way of being a good friend?