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Archive-title: Driving Instructor


                                 Scenario Three
                                 ~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~

     It had been a long and trying day.  My first trainee had been an old lady
who felt her grand children were more important than watching the road. My
third trainee almost ended my life when he decided to play chicken with an
army convoy.  I was making mental additions to my two weeks notice when my
last trainee of the day came walking up.  She was around nineteen, pert and
perky, virginal and sensual.  I felt the rising force of my rod of God when I
saw her walking towards the car.  She was wearing a black T-Shirt that was
about a size too large and a pair of very tight denim jeans.  As she
approached the car I started fantasizing about her and I running out of gas on
a dark, little used side road.  She opened up the door and said, "Mr. Roberts?
Hi! I'm Debbie! You're my driving instructor today!"

     "Hop on in, Debbie" I said.  She got into the car and strapped on her
seat belt.  I looked at her approvingly.  She gave me a look back, and damn me
if it wasn't a look of just plain lust.  I quickly put that thought down.
"Christ!" I thought, "you're old enough to be her father".

     "Today, we are going to be driving down rural roads" I said as another
rather disturbing thought escaped from my subconscious and planted itself in
my mind.  I could feel her presence next to me and I was surprised to see that
my pole was rock hard.  She deftly put the car into drive and pulled out of
the driving school driveway onto the highway.

     "I take it you've driven before" I said.

     "Oh yes.  My boyfriend Tommy let me drive his car all the time before we
broke up".  We drove along for awhile, and I told Debbie to turn onto Route 5.
"Oh, were going in the direction of the quarry!" gushed Debbie.  "My friends
and I have lots of parties down at the quarry"  We drove along in silence.
Debbie was purely capable of driving the big Buick and I was relieved that I
didn't have another paranoid autophobe.  The sun was starting to set when I
told Debbie to turn down Old Stream Mill Road.  We went down the road about
three of four miles when the car started to buck.  "What's happening?" said
Debbie.  I quickly grimaced.  I had forgotten to fill the car up with gasoline
before I set off with her.

     "I think we've run out of gas" I said.

     She turned and looked at me with the look she had given me earlier. "Oh?"
she purred.  My cock got so stiff so quickly it almost ripped through my
shorts.  Debbie quickly pulled the car off onto the side of the road. Before I
knew what was happening she had taken off her seat belt and was un-zipping my
trousers.

     "What are you doing?" I queried.

     She looked at me with a sort of pleading.  "Ever since Tommy broke up
with me I've been so-o-o horny."  She grasped my stick with her hand and
placed it in her mouth. I quickly sucked in my breath as her tongue did a St.
Vitus dance on my throbbing wand.

     "Debbie... We really shouldn't- Oh, what the fuck." I closed my eyes and
let myself bring my fantasies a little closer to reality. "How old are you,
Debbie?" I asked her as she wrapped her tongue around my pole.

     "Mmrff..." she lifted her head long enough to mumble: "Nineteen..."

     "Nineteen?!"

     "Yes, I'm old enough to fuck! Drive me, Instructor!" She un-snapped her
tight blue-jeans and began wriggling out of them. I thrust my hands under the
folds of her black Motley Crew T-Shirt and fondled her nubile mounds. Her
nipples were small and hard.

     "It's too cramped in here! Let's get out of the car..." Before I could
say anything, she had opened the door and stumbled out onto the poorly paved
road. Her jeans were down to about knee level and she could barely keep her
balance. She bent over to pull them off her legs, and I could see a dark wet
stain on her panties slowly taking form.

     I shifted across the bench seat with my prick standing at attention,
readily thrust through my open fly. She had managed to get her jeans off now,
and was stepping out of her panties. Her triangle of Aphrodite beckoned. Tight
dark curls accented her pink lips. I guess she wasn't a natural blonde, hah. I
unbuttoned my pants, carefully pulling them down past my cock, and let them
fall to the ground.

     She had moved toward me and began rubbing her body against mine, sliding
her cunt along my shaft, leaving a wet trail. She tilted her head at an angle
to my own and whispered in my ear: "Fuck me, right here... On the hood... But
don't hurt me, I'm still a virgin!"

     She backed up and jumped into a sitting position on the hood of the
Buick. "...I don't want to be a virgin anymore... Fuck me... It's a big
car..." She pulled me closer to her.

     I aimed my prick between her thighs and pressed gently into her dripping
pussy. She bent her knees and extended her legs so that they rest on my
shoulders. I wet my cock on her love juices and slowly forced it into her hot,
tight little hole. She squealed with delight as I drove my eight-incher deep
inside her young frame. I sank my cock in again and again, building a strong,
steady rhythm. She reached behind me and grabbed my ass, pulling herself
toward me as each thrust sent her shifting toward the center of the car.

     She seemed to be slowly approaching some kind of climax, when she exhaled
suddenly and said, quite calmly, "Is this IT? Fucking isn't all it's cracked
up to be. Isn't there something more exciting we can do?"

     I thought things were going just fine, but as I grasped what she meant, a
thousand perverted thoughts flooded into my brain, as if they had been finally
aroused by the prospect of realization. "Well, I could fuck you up the
ass...?" I suggested hopefully.

     "That sounds neat! Will it hurt?" she asked.

     "Of course not, my dick isn't any wider than your shit, is it?" I pulled
my cock out and left her little red cunt agape. She flipped over and crawled
to the center of the car. "Get on and buttfuck me!"

     I hoisted myself onto the hood and walked on my knees to where her little
asshole awaited. I figured my prick was plenty lubed, and I sank it into her
anus without warning.

     "Oooowww!" she exclaimed, "That's incredible!" Her little ass squeezed
tightly around my turgid rod, and it grew even harder with every heartbeat. "I
LIKE that! It kind of hurts, but I LIKE it!"

     She squirmed and gasped with every penetration I forced upon her, but she
seemed to be enjoying it immensely. "Can you fuck my pussy with your hand? I
want it in BOTH holes!"

     This girl was quite a demanding little cunt, but I didn't mind. It was
free... I reached between her thighs and jammed a finger into her pussy. There
seemed to be room enough (Virgin? Ha!) so I slipped another finger inside. She
squeezed them tightly, but then relaxed and breathed, "Jam your whole fist
inside!"

     What the hell, eh? I made a fist and pushed on her cunt, but there didn't
seem to be room for all five fingers. "PUSH!" she yelled. So I did. I pushed
hard and my fist suddenly vanished into her liquid cavern of love. I must have
ripped her flesh on the way in, because I noticed a trickle of blood coursing
down her inner thigh. She almost screamed with ecstasy. What a lay!

     It was about now that I noticed the sound of tires on the pavement. I
didn't bother to look, I was too excited. I fucked her, cock and fist, until I
heard a rough male voice say, "Well, well. What HAVE we got here?!"

     I couldn't hold back the river any longer. I yelled "Ah!" and began
spurting huge gobs of sex sauce into her chocolate tunnel.

     "You mean you're COMING? I'm not even DONE yet!" she cried.

     I removed my body parts from her various orifices and sat on the hood of
the car, as she gazed back around her torso at me. Her ass was dripping come
and her cunt was dripping blood, as she cried "Somebody FUCK me!"

     I ignored her. I was exhausted. I turned my head to find out who it was
that had arrived, finally alarmed at the fact that someone had been watching.
I nearly cried out as I noticed the patrol car and the state policeman
standing nearby, arms crossed, casually tapping his foot on the ground.

     "I think I might be of service here, ma'am" he said as he removed his gun
belt and unzipped his pants.

     A sick smile spread on Debbie's face as she saw the cop approach her. He
held his stiff cock in his left hand. It wasn't nearly as big as mine, but it
was thick as hell. Must have been at least 3 inches in diameter. He was going
to tear that little girl to hell. I sat down by the side of the road to watch
the show.

     "Is there a problem, Officer?" Debbie chuckled?

     "Yes, ma'am, I seem to be having a slight problem. My cock is hungry, and
he's going to eat you." The officer squeezed his penis and jerked it toward
her.

     Debbie lay belly down on the hood of the warm Buick and lifted her head
to accept the cop's rigid cock into her mouth. "That is..." the cop moaned,
"that is, if you don't eat him first!"

     Debbie reached around to grab the policeman's ass and pulled him deep
into her hot mouth. She could feel his cock throb against the back of her
throat, and she sucked hard, forcing the blood to the head of his cock. The
cop grunted and began to rock his hips, shifting Debbie back and forth along
the Buick's hood. Debbie arched her hips up high and then spread her legs and
began to undulate against the warm metal. She spread a sticky smear of semen
on the hood.

     The cop grabbed her head and began plunging his cock in and out of
Debbie's mouth. Debbie sputtered and gagged, but didn't try to pull herself
away. The cop's dick was turning an angry purple. Suddenly, he pushed Debbie's
head back and grabbed his penis with both hands. Pointing it upwards, he
spasemed and sent spurts of come up into the air. The semen shot upward a few
inches and landed in multiple little puddles on the hood of the car. Debbie
wriggled forward and began licking the sperm off of the car.

     She rolled onto her back, eyes closed, and her fingers found their way
into her moist cunt. She spread her cunt with one hand and the other sent
probing fingers deep inside. She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked on
her own cunt juice. "Isn't there anyone who can fuck me?!?" she moaned.

     "Sorry ma'am," said the cop, "I'm too old for a second round, but my
partner here would be happy to oblige."

     "Where's your partner?" Debbie gasped.

     "Right here..." the cop grabbed his nightstick from his gunbelt and held
it up for Debbie's approval.

     "Oh Wow!" Debbie cried, "Fuck me with your big cop dildo!" Debbie twirled
around and faced the cop with her dripping pussy. "Fuck me DEEP!"

     The cop placed the nightstick lengthwise along her cunt lips and began
slowly sliding it up and down. He twirled it in the fluid and got it good and
lubricated. Debbie sighed, "Oh, please don't tease me... FUCK ME!"

     The cop adjusted his grip on the stick and sank it into her cunt until it
would go no further. Debbie screamed with pleasure and the juices slowly ran
down her thighs in filmy rivulets. She placed both her palms on her inner
thighs and rubbed the thick liquid onto her belly.

     The cop rolled the nightstick between both hands and twisted it in and
out of her cunt. Debbie licked her hands clean, "My pussy tastes so GOOD!" she
gasped and reached between her legs for more. Her hips gyrated and the stick
made a sucking sound as the cop pulled it out of her cunt again and again.

     "Ma'am, you make me feel young again!" the cop exclaimed, and he grabbed
his prick. It was rock hard and ready for more.

     Debbie slid her body up against the policeman's torso, and with one hand
slid his cock into her pussy. She screamed as the cops unbelievably wide cock
stretched her cunt to the limit. "Oh my God! I'm going to come!" Debbie pulled
the cop close against her and rocked wildly. She threw her head back and a
deep guttural sound came from deep within her small frame. She wrapped her
legs around the cop and her whole body tensed. The muscles in her thighs
quivered and looked as if they were about to snap. A gush of clear fluid
spilled from her cunt and formed a puddle where her ass pressed against the
car. She emitted one last guttural sigh and fell back limp onto the car.

     The cop continued to sink his cock into her, but she didn't respond. She
just gazed up at the darkening sky. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but I have yet to
finish." The cop looked at her disapprovingly.

     "I can't... I'm worn out." Debbie whispered.

     The cop glared at her angrily, removed his penis, and let her legs drop
to hang limply off the edge of the car.

     "You little slut." The cop chastised her. His penis was already
softening. "Don't even know how to fuck right. I'll show you."

     Debbie didn't seem to care. She had already gotten what she wanted. But
the cop felt otherwise. He pulled his .38 from his gunbelt and cocked the
hammer. Debbie's eyes widened. "Come here and swallow THIS!" he commanded.

     Debbie jumped upright and stared down the gunbarrel. He shook his limp
penis at her. "Come on, NOW!" he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head
to his waist, pressing the gun against her temple. Debbie took his cock in her
hand and stuffed it in her mouth. The soft flesh sat limply on her tongue.

     "Now do what I tell you and you won't get hurt," the cop instructed.
Debbie nodded obediently. "Now swallow and don't spill a drop." said the cop
as he proceeded to urinate in Debbie's mouth. Debbie wrinkled her face, but
kept her mouth firmly closed around the cops prick. Her eyes watered as she
swallowed what must have seemed like gallons of warm urine injected right into
her throat. The cop smiled. "You make a right pretty urinal, ma'am. Hope you
don't mind the flavor, but someone's got to teach you a lesson."

     The cop tensed his buttocks and spasmed. He then pulled his cock out of
her mouth as she frowned with distaste. "Now just remember," said the cop as
he strapped on his gunbelt, "never start what you can't finish."

     And with the words hanging in the air, he walked up the road to his
patrol car, and drove away.

     I stood, guiltily aware of the growing bulge in my pants, and walked over
to comfort the poor girl.

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