Initial Visit to a Fuel Station
This is a tale from last winter that I'm sharing today.
I enjoy driving my Ford F-150 just to relax and have fun. One day, I was filling it up at a nearby gas station when a woman approached me. This was the first time something like this had ever happened to me.
Woman: "Hello, how are you?"
Me: "I'm doing well, thank you for asking. How about you?"
She was dressed casually in a white T-shirt, long-sleeved jacket, cap, and blue ripped jeans.
Woman: "I'm not doing so great, actually. You see, I'm moving later this evening, but I need a truck like yours for it. I've been trying to contact movers and packers, but they're way out of my budget. I saw you here and decided to take a chance by asking for your help."
Me: "Do you think it will all fit in my truck, and how far are you moving?"
She: "I think so, and I'm moving from my apartment, which is just a few blocks away from here, towards the town. I have clothes and a few small items. I do have one refrigerator."
Me: "Alright, do you have any pictures of your things?"
She showed me pictures on her phone, and I could see that it would all fit in my F-150. So, we exchanged numbers, and I asked her to send me the location and time. I also told her the estimated cost, which she agreed to.
Me: "What's your name?"
Woman: "It's Monika. What's yours?"
Me: "I'm Vir. It's nice meeting you."
Monika: "Same here."
We shook hands, and I was about to leave when she said, "Oh, one more thing. For context, we met at the gas station today, and I talked to you about moving a few blocks away? I hope you remember. Here is the location of my apartment, and I'll appreciate it if you could confirm."
I replied with my confirmation. The location was about a half-hour drive away, so I left the dirt track and went to the car wash outside the main gate.
It was close to 6 when I arrived at Monika's place. She was outside, putting her stuff in boxes in the parking area. I could see a lift there, so I parked the truck in reverse and went to help her.
Me: "Hi, Monika?"
Monika: "Hi. You made it, nice job. And how are you?"
Me: "I'm good, thank you for asking."
We both went into the elevator and went up to the 16th floor of the building. Her apartment was near the lift. It was clean and cozy. The refrigerator was in the main hall.
I saw that the refrigerator was still plugged in, so I unplugged it and tried to take out the wire. However, a vibrator also fell out. I handed it back to her with my head down, feeling awkward. She didn't seem embarrassed, but rather annoyed.
I focused on helping her get the refrigerator out, and she got a trolley.
Monika: "I bought this, but whenever I try to put the fridge on it, it slides away."
Me: "You moved the fridge yourself?"
Monika: "Yeah, it's not that heavy."
I tried to pick it up but realized it was heavier than I thought. I was impressed that she was this strong.
I showed her how to pin her to the wall with her hands on the fridge and her feet locking the trolley, and she followed my instructions. I then picked up the fridge and pushed it towards her, moaning in pleasure the whole time. It finally clicked on the trolley, and I stopped pushing. I started rolling it towards the lift.
Me: "You have everything down?"
Monika: "Yes."
I was about to leave when she asked, "Do you want to see something?"
Me: "Uh, sure."
She guided me to a closed door and knocked. A man opened the door and greeted us, looking surprised to see me. She explained the situation, and he allowed me to see what was behind the door. It was a naughty club or something. He said I could stay for a while if I wanted. I declined because I had another appointment to keep.
As I was leaving, Monika said, "I'll take a taxi, and you can leave."
I got back in my F-150 and drove away, grateful for the adventurous experience.
Monika: "Alright, but I'll do a quick check and be down to help you load everything in the truck. I might need to use the restroom, it might take a few minutes. Is that okay?"
Me: "Sure, that's fine."
I managed to get the fridge down and loaded it in the truck. I started to load the rest of the items, but Monika didn't show up. After I was done, I tried calling her, but there was no answer. This made me worried. I tried to secure the items with a rope to make it less shaky and give me more time to wait for Monika. However, even after almost 20 minutes, she still hadn't come down. So, I decided to go check on her.
Entering the apartment, I heard someone in the bathroom. As I got closer to the door, I heard a woman's voice yelling, "Come on, oh yeah, please, ohhhh, I need this, come on." Worried, I knocked and asked if everything was okay.
Monika, wearing only a shirt while her hair was messy and her clothes ruffled, opened the door angrily. She quickly hid something in her hands.
Me: "Are you okay?"
Monika: "No, and there's nothing anyone can do about it."
Me: "Calm down, please."
There was a knock on the door.
Monika: "That's Mr. Fredrickson. He wants the key. I'm sorry."
Me: "Um, are you sure you're okay?"
Monika: "As much as I can be right now."
She went back into the bathroom and came out, her hair and clothes looking a bit better.
Outside, Mr. Fredrickson, an older, jolly man, arrived. She gave him the key after locking up the place. It seemed like there was an emotional farewell, so I said my goodbyes to him and went back down. She appeared about 5 minutes later.
Monika: "You loaded everything by yourself?"
Me: "Yup, it's fine. Are you alright?"
Monika: "Yeah, I am. Meeting Mr. Fredrickson was emotional. I've been living here for almost five years and practically become his daughter. But he's moving and sold the building. I'm the last one to leave."
She climbed into the passenger seat and placed her backpack near her feet.
Me: "You could put that in the back since there's still some space."
Monika: "No, it's okay."
She had already sent me the location. It was about a 15-minute drive away.
I started the truck and we left.
Monika: "You may have some questions about what happened in the bathroom earlier."
Me: "I'm sorry for bargeing in on you. If you feel comfortable sharing, you can."
Monika: "You don't have to apologize. It's just... Ahhhh, I... Ahhhh, I was turned on when you were trying to fit the fridge on the cart."
I interrupted her, saying, "What? How did that happen? I mean, I didn't mean it like that."
Monika: "When you were pushing the fridge onto the cart, it pressed against my chest, and I was naked without a bra. My nipples are very sensitive, so they got hard and I kind of pushed myself onto the fridge and you a bit more. That's why you had to push the fridge harder, and I enjoyed it."
She continued, "I love hard sex and it's been a long time since my last boyfriend. So, I got excited."
Me: "I'm sorry for accidentally doing that."
Monika: "Don't apologize. The way I behaved with you was wrong. I was just frustrated that I still couldn't orgasm after using that dildo for nearly 20 minutes, and I took it out on you. I'm really sorry."
Me: "It's okay. But if you don't mind, can I ask why you used a cold dildo?"
Monika: "I prefer coldness as it makes it very stiff."
I responded, "But you need a natural moisturizer in your pelvic region for an orgasm. Cold dildos can significantly delay that."
She sighed loudly and exclaimed, "Ah! Really, OMG, that's why it takes a long time for me to orgasm when I use that dildo?"
I said, "It's possible."
Monika: "Damn! But I really love the stiffness."
For this task, you might consider suggesting another option if the chosen device isn't working for you or just try using it cold for a couple of minutes initially.
Monika:: "Yep, the power of the middle finger is undeniable." We both laughed.
We showed up at her new place.
She even pitched in to help me unload everything. We stacked all the belongings next to the elevator. I parked my truck in the lot, then we began hauling the stuff up in the lift.
The apartment was on the 20th floor this time.
As soon as we stepped inside the apartment, Monika instructed me to place all her stuff on one side of the room and the fridge in the kitchen.
She then offered me a drink of water after the job was done and paid me the agreed-upon amount.
I bid her farewell and left.
However, after I departed, I noticed her backpack was still in the truck.
So, I went back to return it. Surprisingly, her door was ajar, unlike before when I had left. I softly knocked on the door, as the bell was non-functional. I could hear her voice from behind it.
Monika:: "Ooh, ahhh, yes...yesss"
It was clear what was transpiring, so I decided to quietly put the backpack next to the other things and knocked over the table lamp.
Monika emerged from the room.
Me:: "Uh, I was just back to return your bag. I'm leaving now."
I faced the door and started walking but she called me back.
Monika:: "Please wait. I was gauging if you're a lovely person or not. I purposely left the bag in your car. I believe you're a pleasant, helpful, and compassionate guy. Would you assist me again?"
She appeared as she had before and there was no dildo in her grasped hands.
Me:: "Uh, with what exactly?"
She approached me, her breathing was heavy and she smelled delightful.
Monika:: "I'm extremely horny, yet unable to climax. I haven't had success over the past few days. So, could you lend a hand, give me an orgasm? I'm not yearning for a hookup, meaning sex, so it's just an orgasm. I would enjoy kissing you and feeling your chest, but there'll be no sex."
She neared me and clasped my jacket, her breath was fervent.
Me:: "Ah, I considered you might be able to maintain if I get intimate with you. But my erection is now apparent. Would you promise me you'll be able to keep yourself in check?"
Monika:: "I cherish observing you getting hard and I'd love to play with your genitals and blow you later, but I'm certain I can exhibit restraint as well."
Me:: "Okay."
I hung my jacket on the floor before walking towards Monika and caressed her neck, tussled her hair slightly as I began to kiss her, deep, sluggish, and robust. We continued moving towards the bedroom.
By the time we reached the bedroom, I'd taken off her shirt, allowing me to caress her breasts and nibble on her nipples. As her legs brushed the bedside, she sat down, prompting me to push her gently onto her back. I extended her legs and tugged down her pants.
Wow, there were no panties underneath; her pussy lips were glistening and beckoning for my lips. I planted a warm kiss on her pussy and began sucking gently.
Monika:: "Mmmm, mmmm yeah, yess ummm, you know, yes ahh, that's so good, your tongue ahhhh, OMG, yess the fingers, yes yes, 1, 2 ahhhhhhh oh oh 3 oh ahhh, your are touching my asshole too, oh wow, oh ahhh"
I slid my first two fingers deep inside her vagina and wiggled them. At the same time, I licked her pussy lips and clit at a swift pace, swallowing every moisten drop from her precum. I pinched both of her nipples with my other hand. [
Wow, this feels incredible! My hands are massaging her legs, arousing her body. She's moaning with pleasure as I nibble on her inner thighs. Her legs spread open, excited for more.
I move my head up and start eating her like a succulent watermelon. Her reactions are electrifying, her gasps keening in delight. I take one of her legs and place it on my shoulder. Now both legs are lifted, inviting me deeper.
"Oh my god, oh my god! Yes, yeah! That feels so good!"
I land a hard smack on her thigh, causing a startling yelp from Monika. The sting lingers, intensifying her arousal. Another slap to the other side of her ass. This time she moans in ecstasy.
Her heavy breaths fill the room as I continue pleasing her. She's so close... so fucking close to climax, she writhes beneath me. I feel my own arousal rising too.
I reach down and as her orgasm washes over her, I ram my fingers into her soul. The force of the orgasm pushes her over the edge and she sends a stream of liquid gushing out from within.
"Oh oh YESSSSS oh yesSSSSSSSSSS, you're making me cummmmmmmmmmmmm."
Fascinated by her response, I keep tapping more, urging out what's left until she's completely empty. Her breaths fall heavy and I pull away to comfort her. She sighs gently, basking in the pleasure she's just experienced.
"Ahhhhh, that was soooooooo gooooooood, thank you thank you so much, let me return the favour now."
With eyes meeting mine, I nod. She flips me over and sits on the bed. My footprints of desire and possession on my pants show.
The sight of her brought on a sassy grin. "Wow, not too big and not too small, it's just right. It's so hard, I love it." I sense a challenge in her words, a dare to fulfill her demands. She even slapped my stomach, offering herself to me.
My cock stands to attention as she starts stroking me slowly, her grip oh-so strong. Then, she swoops in and wraps her mouth around me as I quiver in response.
I hoot with pleasure, exclaiming, "Ahhh, ohhhhhh yeahhhhhhh, ahhhhh yeahhhhhhh. I like your strong grip!"
She loves how I enjoy and respond to her actions and her enthusiasm grows. She stands and forms a tight ponytail with her hair. The curves of her body guide her movements. My hands find her head and my other on her firm boobs.
Suddenly her head darts back suddenly and wraps my dick in her lips. I throw back my head in bliss as it elicits a forceful gag. The tightness sends me reeling but she isn't done yet. My dick feels her throat close around me, simulating a feeling of pain amidst pure elation.
I come close to enough and yell,"Ahhhhhhh, yeahhh, I'm about to cummmmmmmm!"
She pulls off and plants a lingering kiss on my lips and fully accepts me inside. She does not miss a beat, and reads my body well.
Adrenaline pulsing through me and I explode, allowing my first load to land gently on her face before she shifts to take the next round in her mouth.
In my daze, I reach out to her, holding her head still and pounding her mouth in cadence with my orgasm. Finally, I seize her lips in an effort to pull out, only to have her swallow my release, oh so willing and ready.
With each drop, she's licking her lips, following the lovely taste with her tongue. She saves the last load, licking her finger before licking it clean. By now, the fluid coats her mouth and tumbles gently as she speaks, "I love cross-fit and go to the gym everyday, especially work on my grip. You're dick tastes sooooooooo good."
She grabs my hand and moves it to her breasts. Her boobs soft and plush, my fingers slide around each breast and rub callously, as I'd been intending to all along. My flesh is becoming visible from being rubbed against them so often. Then, she takes my hand away and begins rubbing me herself using her own rhythm.
"What would you like? On your boobs? Good, I like that too."
A choke in my throat as I feel pleasure followed by strong lust. I sit on the bed and she unravels my pants.
Smiling, she straddles my lap and I fulfil her need with two strong hands on her delicious mounds. The strokes are slow and deep, allowing her to pleasure me with her mouth.
"Would you like my cum on your boobs?"
Her head moves with affirmation, and prods my tip with her tongue.
My body stiffens and I lean forward for a brief kiss.
"Ah, I'm about to cum, about to cummmmmm."
Her facial expressions contort, gasping, then smiling in pleasure. I lay her on the bed and replant my lips on hers.
"Thank you, you're really very good and amazing."
"You should know, because you're exceptional too. I've never sucked a man like this before." She then mentions arranging a date so I know her invitation waits for me.
I respond, "If only I could stay, I would! But that's not possible. But I'll call you when I'm back."
She agrees, knowing our sessions won't continue "for a little while" and offers the 'Option Q.'
I respond, "I'll look forward to that! Goodnight."
I emerged from the bedroom bringing her with me, followed by grabbing my coat.
I once again locked lips with her and expressed how fantastic it was that she visited the gas station asking for my vehicle and my day turned out amazing.
Phone call was made before departing the following morning and a scorching experience took place in the vehicle. We also connected in the dark and actively appreciated the superb Option Q.
Hope you enjoyed the narrative.
Feel free to comment under and indicate whether you'd prefer to learn more about the truck-based tryst or the enticing plot of Option Q.
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