Little Flows

I didn’t even need to lean forward too much, half kneeling now in the seat as I sat up, Dania still cupping her breasts invitingly, presenting to me the most beautiful cum targets to shoot off my load at.

“Here…it…comes!” I cried out, almost going cross-eyed in the process, looking down at my prick as the first rope of sperm shot from the end of my dick. As expected, the force nearly took the top of my head off…both of them. But delightfully so, Dania too watched it, screaming out her own joyous pleasure upon seeing it when I did.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

I slowly pumped my cock, milking it purposely, which I very often did when alone. The intensity of my orgasm when doing that was always better than when I just fisted myself furiously off. And I also knew that the streamers of my jisim would shoot out farther that way as well, which they most certainly did. Easily crossing the distance between us as she sat in her seat, now looking down as the bridge of cum I’d just built, easily spanned the distance between us.

Only when I began petering out…did I lean forward a bit more, as did she. The tip of my cock now rubbed against each of her nipples, further smearing them with my hot sticky juice until I had finally squeezed out every fat droplet of cum that I could produce. Only then settling back into my own seat, watching her as Dania now rubbed her breasts together against one another, further smearing the ropes of cum I’d slashed across her chest like she’d just been whipped.

“God I love that!” She mewled excitedly, still fondling her breasts, playing in my cum, giggling excitedly.

“Fuck!” I said worriedly, looking up through the window of the car, watching as someone a short distance away approached, heading our way.

“What?”

“We’ve got company,” I told her hurriedly stuffing my prick back inside my pants, and then noticing that Dania had made no effort to cover herself, simply smiling at me, and then looking out the window as the guy approached his car, one that was obviously parked near to us three stalls away.

I suppose he wouldn’t have even noticed us, or looked our way at all. Had we even slunk down in the seat a little, he’d no doubt have simply gotten in his car and driven off without ever realizing we were even there. The problem was, Dania remained seated as she was, even turning to look out the window at him as he started to walk by. Reaching his car, he inserted his key, and then glanced up over to where we were sitting, and froze.

She was still sitting there with her breasts exposed, cum dripping and running down between them, though from that distance, I’m not sure he knew that. All he could see was her breasts, or at least most of them anyway, it was too obvious not to know that from where he stood. I swallowed, holding my breath, still not at all sure as to what he might say or even do as he fumbled with his keys, still not unlocking his door. His eyes the entire time looking towards us, though he grinned almost boyishly, finally turning his attention back to what he was doing.

Dania rolled down her window.

“Hi,” she said simply. “How are you?”

“Ah…hi,” the man answered back nervously, looking past her for a moment towards me, though I sat I am sure looking confused, certainly bewildered at Dania’s nonchalance about all this.

“Would you like to look at my cum-covered tits?” she asked. “I just finished getting a really nice cum-bath, aren’t they beautiful?” she asked, holding them up for him to see as he actually took a few steps, albeit somewhat hesitant towards us in doing so.

He then glanced nervously about, which is something I’m sure I would have done as well before taking another few steps towards us after ensuring himself perhaps that I wasn’t about to jump out of my side of the car and approach him or something.

“Are you for real?” He then asked. “I mean…they really are aren’t they?” He started once again looking towards me, then back at Dania’s breasts, still dripping thickly with my recent spending.

“Dania…”

“Don’t worry…I know I’m safe, especially with you here,” she told me, though I wasn’t all that comfortable with the situation for some reason. Turning back around to face him, he had nearly reached our car when she opened the door.

“Dania?”

She spun around in her seat, legs out the door, breasts fully exposed now, cum still clinging and dripping from them as she did. He stopped a good three feet away and stood there.

“Would you like to squirt on them too?” She asked.

Suddenly I actually had mixed emotions about all of this. Maybe her boyfriend was right about her after all. Maybe she was just a little bit twisted, but then…who was I to talk? It wasn’t as though she was my girlfriend, just a friend, someone I knew, though I’d obviously been attracted to her from the start. But I actually knew very little about her beyond the fact she enjoyed having her tits cum on.

“Really? You’d…you’d let me do that?” He asked.

“Yeah, but only if Peter here says you can,” she said, giving the guy a fake name for me, and then turning towards me after saying that. “Only if you’re ok with it…” she said a bit more softly, looking at me as she did.

Talk about a rollercoaster ride of emotions. Two seconds ago, I was sitting there wondering if her boyfriend was right about her. Now…I actually felt my dick throb again as I sat there thinking about it. And suddenly, the thought of seeing another guy…a stranger at that, jerking himself off, shooting his own load onto her tits was arousing to me!

“Go for it…but, no touching!” I added looking up at the guy. I heard Dania giggle upon hearing that, and knew she was smiling.