Joey

In the center of the driveway, Percy sat in his folding lawn chair, drinking a beer. It was his favorite place to relax before we met, and as much as he liked spending time inside the house with me, getting him to give up his outdoor time was difficult.

As instructed, I walked outside, stepped in front of him, and did a half-assed curtsy. “Well?”

He looked me up one side and down the other. “I love it.”

I couldn’t believe he bought me a dress. Even more, I couldn’t believe I was wearing it. It felt great to have the confidence to wear whatever I wanted, and I thanked Percy for helping me with that.

“I do, to.”

“Did you do what I said?”

“What do you mean?”

“I said no panties.”

“Oh. Yeah. I left them inside. But you can’t tell in this one.” I brushed my hands against my hips. “It’s loose.”

He took a drink of his beer and grinned. “Put my cock in your mouth.”

I glanced up one side of the block, and then down the other. “Excuse me?”

“That night at the Italian restaurant, you said you said you’d suck my cock in the street. Driveway and street are connected, so it’s the same difference.”

“I was half drunk.”

“Most honest people on the planet are drunks and kids. Put my cock in your mouth.”

“It’s still daylight. Kind of.”

“It’s dusk.”

“It’s still light outside.”

He took a drink of his beer and set the bottle aside. “Be creative. Act like you’re tying my boot. Something.”

The thought of doing it began to overcome my natural reluctance not to. Within a few seconds, my pussy was a disastrous wet mess.

“Stop it,” I whispered. “You’re making me uncomfortable.”

“Too late for the innocent act,” he said. “I know you, remember?”

“Uncomfortable down there.” I glanced at my crotch. “I’m soaked.”

“Let me feel it.”

I glanced over each shoulder, and then sighed.

“Do it on the sly.” I stepped in front of him. “Don’t show the neighbors my ass.”

It was the time of day when the daylight quickly became enveloped by the darkness of night. It simply hadn’t happened yet. I could see all the way up the block, which meant the neighbors could also see me.

I scanned the block nervously.

His finger circled my clit.

“Stop it,” I whispered.

He slid his finger back and forth along my wet lips, and then pushed it inside.

I exhaled a sharp breath, and then sucked one in. It felt so good.

“Crap,” I gasped.

“Being fingered in the driveway beats getting fingered on the couch, doesn’t it?”

I nodded. “I think so.”

He slid his finger in and out a few times, and then teased my clit. I glanced over each shoulder. It was slowly becoming darker, but I could still see the silhouettes of all the homes, their landscape, and the cars.

The sound of him unbuckling his belt caught my attention. My eyes shot to his lap. I gawked as he pulled his stiff cock out and began to stroke it. “Turn around and ride me.”

“Right here?”

“Right here.”

“How?”

“Lower that little wet pussy down on my cock. Just act like you’re sitting on my lap. It’s an advantage of wearing a dress.”

I wagged my knees back and forth. Although riding his dick in a rickety lawn chair while the neighbors watched through their windows was on my list of will nots, my throbbing pussy made arguing with his request impossible.

With slight reluctance, I turned around. With my eyes fixed on the neighbor’s porch, I slowly lowered myself into his lap. Long before my thighs came in contact with his, I felt the tip of his cock begin to penetrate me.

Dear God.

Bracing myself with quivering legs, I took every inch of him into me. Slowly. When I was finally resting on his lap, I let out a sigh of accomplishment.

“Holy cow. That felt good.”

He let out a laugh. “We’re not done.”

“I know. I was just saying. That was awesome.”

He leaned forward, kissed my neck, and then moved his mouth to my ear. “Ride. My. Cock.”

My eyes fell closed. I drew a breath and then nodded. “Okay.”

With the precision of a driveway sex guru, I bucked my hips at a methodical pace, taking him into me fully with each downward thrust.

His girth stretched me to a point of complete satisfaction, and his length reminded me of my limitations each time I overeagerly strove to force all of him inside of me.

I opened my eyes.

Two houses over, the neighbor peered out his window.

Yes, Mr. Kline, I’m fucking the man I love in the driveway.

And. It. Feels. Great.

I slowed my pace upon seeing him, and then decided it didn’t matter, and I didn’t care. Within seconds I was back into my rhythm, taking every inch of cock that Percy offered me.

I watched Mr. Kline curiously as he watched me. The excitement of it all began to fill me. My body began to tingle. I wanted to reach climax so bad, but I further wanted Percy to do the same.

I felt his arm against my right thigh. Then, his fingertip began circling my clit.

I bucked my hips wildly. He teased my swollen nub. Within seconds, I couldn’t take another second of it.

“Come,” I breathed. “With me.”

“You better hurry,” he whispered in a broken voice. “I’m about done. Your tight little pussy is killing me.”

It was all I needed to hear. With my eyes fixed on the nosy neighbor, I fucked Percy’s dick like I was mad at it. Six strokes of my hips later, and my back arched and my pace slowed.

“Fuck yes,” I whispered. “Fuck…Yes.”

His hands clenched my hips. His body shuddered,

And, he exploded into me.

The feeling of his coming inside of me was unlike anything else. It was sensual, indicative of love, and just plain hot.

As I relinquished control of my mind and body to my orgasm, my mouth opened wide. My jaw stretched tight, and my legs stiffened.

In a few seconds, my muscles relaxed.

I collapsed against his lap.

“Holy Cow. That. Was. Awesome.”

He kissed my neck. “You know when you get up, that cum is going to go everywhere, right?”

“You need to hose the driveway down anyway.”

“You’re probably right.”

I relaxed in his lap, his arms wrapped around me for the entire time. As I felt him become flaccid, I let out a sigh.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Whenever you are.”

He spread his knees apart.

I slid from his lap, cupping my right hand between my legs as I did so. “I’ll shuffle to the house now.”

He waved at Mr. Kline as he pulled up his jeans. “Be in in a minute.”

“Okay.”

“I love the dress,” he said. “You look beautiful in it.”

It was my first dress as an adult, and hopefully the start of a new trend for me. In addition to helping me overcome my self-esteem issues with my leg, they made me feel like a lady.

A beautiful lady.

I loved my new outlook on life, and on myself. I had Percy to thank for bringing me out of my shell, but I could never thank him enough. One thank you at a time, though, I’d sure try.

“Thank you,” I said.

“For what?”

“Everything.”