Five

Five days later and I'm crammed into the backseat of my dads truck, on James's lap. We had stopped at the store when we got close to the cabin and my dad, like always, had bought more than we needed. So here I was, stuck on James's lap in a dark truck as we bounced down a dirt road. Dad is driving and humming softly while Mary is fast asleep. James' lap isn't the best seat, but only because I can feel how hard he is and I can't do anything about  it. 

Or could I? 

Moving slightly, I feel behind me for his zipper. He goes still under me as he realizes what I'm doing. James puts a hand on my hip but doesn't stop me as I manage to get his zipper open, his erection springing free. I glance at my dad and make sure he hasn't noticed, but his eyes are firmly on the road as he leans slightly towards the wheel. 

I can feel James lifting the back of my skirt up and covering his cock with it, rubbing it against my ass. He opens his legs slightly, making enough room under me so that he can slip his cock under my ass and rub it against my pussy. The bumpy road adds an interesting element to his motions and it doesn't take long before I'm soaking wet. 

Trying to keep a bored expression in case my dad looks back at us, I reach under my skirt and move my thong aside, almost sighing in relief when I feel the head of James's cock at my entrance. Using the next bump in the road, I lift up and have to bite my tongue as James quickly fills me.

He groans slightly behind me as my wetness sheaths him and we both pause, waiting to see if we had been noticed. The bouncing of the truck moves me against him, making his cock move within me and it's all I can do to not moan and give us away. From the death grip James has on my thigh, I know he's having just as hard a time being silent as I am. 

Slowly I start to move with the bouncing of the truck, trying not to be obvious about what's going on in the backseat. Thankfully the road gets bumpier for a stretch, so it's not too hard to blame my motions on the potholes and not James pounding into my hole as much as he could. 

Thanks to our position and bumpy road, it doesn't take much to build up an orgasm and as I cum, I bite my hand to keep from crying out. I slump back against James, who is still rock hard inside me. He waits until my pussy isn't throbbing with my orgasm before he uses the next few bumps to thrust roughly into me. His hand makes its way under my skirt and quickly finds my swollen clit, teasing it as he thrusts in time with the bumps. 

My nerves are on fire with the teasing and with James pounding me, and before I even realize it I'm cuming harder than ever, coating James with my fluids as he fills me with his. I don't realize that I've made a sound until I hear James say, "spilled my drink on her." 

"We should be there in a few minutes," my dad tells us, still obvious to what just happened behind him.

And sure enough, a few minutes later we pulled up to the cabin, the headlights sweeping over the porch. My dad parks and gently wakes up Mary who smiles sleepily at him. "You guys go ahead," James tells them. "I made a mess with my drink."

"I'll help you clean it up and you can get the bags," I offer, praying that the parents would go inside before us. 

"That's nice of you guys," Mary mumbles before getting out of the car. 

My dad follows her, leaving James and I alone in a dark truck. "You've been very naughty," he says huskily in my ear. 

"Did you like it?" I ask him. 

He doesn't say anything, but my answer comes as I feel him getting hard again inside me. "Let's add to the mess," he says. 

"I've already cum twice," I moan as his fingers find my clit again, circling and teasing me with vigor. 

"Let's make it a third princess," he groans out, moving against me and making his cock slide in and out. Our cum made a nice lube and he slides quickly and easily. Somehow he manages to pin me against the back of the driver's seat, pounding into me over and over with enthusiasm. "Cum for me," he grits out. "Cum like a good girl." 

We explode at the same time, our fluids mixing together as we collapse back onto the seat. He takes a moment before sliding out of me, a pool of cum flowing out after his cock. He manages to get his shirt off and uses it to clean me up before kissing the side of my neck, "we should get the bags inside before they start to wonder where we are." 

"I'm not sure if I can walk just yet," I admit. 

He chuckles slightly, "you started it," he teases. "Stay here and I'll take the bags, let your legs rest a minute." 

He opens the door and quickly gets out, closing it behind and going to the other side of the truck. Opening the door, he pulled out the bags and slammed the door, taking the bags inside the cabin. I try to stretch my legs while he's gone, hoping that I'll be able to walk inside, unsure of how I'd explain it to my dad if I couldn't. 

The door opens suddenly and there's James, still shirtless and smiling at me. "How's the legs?" 

"We'll find out," I tell him, trying to get out of the truck. I make it out but my legs collapse and James catches me, scooping me up in his arms and starts walking towards the door. "How are we going to explain this?" 

"Don't worry, they went to bed," James says, a playful tone to his voice. 

I press my lips to his neck and give him a soft bite, "did they now?" 

"Don't start something unless you really don't want to walk tomorrow," he warns. 

"I'll take that chance," I laugh as he picks up the pace and all but runs into a bedroom. 

He puts me on the bed and looks at me hungrily, "I'm going to go clean the truck. If you want me again, strip and lay with your hands above your head and your legs spread." 

His demand immediately makes me wet and I nod at him, my eyes following him as he leaves. It takes mere seconds before my clothes are off and I'm in the position that James has demanded. It takes him almost ten minutes to come back, but when he does, he stands in the doorway for a moment, his eyes raking over my body. He steps into the room and closes the door, making sure to lock it. 

His hands go to his pants, unbuttoning them and they fall to the floor, exposing his cock standing at attention. He walks slowly over to me, kneeling in between my legs. He looks down at me, his hands running down my legs and cupping my ass, before pulling me roughly to him. My legs wrap around his waist and his fingers slip through my folds, slipping into my entrance. 

He keeps eye contact as I arch into his hand, pushing his fingers deeper into me. He smirks and puts a hand on my lower belly, pressing me back down as he fingers me. He starts to rock with the motion of his finger thrusts, his cock bumping into my clit. Finally I couldn't take it anymore, "I want you inside me," I moan. 

"Tell me," he demands, his fingers working my insides more intensely. 

"I want- I want- your cock.. mmm pounding," I moan, "pounding into me... ahhhh and- and filling me with your... cum!"

"Good girl," he all but growls, giving me what I want. His fingers are replaced with his cock sliding easily into me, making me moan and gasp. "Sshhh princess," he groans, thrusting into me. 

He leans forward and presses his body weight into me, one of his hands capturing my wrists and holding them above my head. His lips find my neck, biting and sucking down to my shoulder. His teeth sink into my skin, almost painfully, but it sends a shockwave down between my legs that combines with his thrusting and makes my pussy throb around his cock. He must feel it because he bites me again, sending another shockwave through me. 

His thrust becomes harder and deeper, hitting every sensitive part of me as he fills me over and over. "Harder," I gasp out, wanting all of him in me. He slams into me, over and over and over, his breathing becoming ragged. He doesn't stop his powerful thrusts until my pussy is clenching around him and I'm biting his shoulder to keep from calling out. I can feel him release inside me and he moans in ecstasy against my skin. 

He rolls us so that I'm on top of him, not bothering to take his cock out of me. The feeling of it inside me, filling me with a gentle pressure is enough to get me quivering again and James chuckles, "as much as I hate to say it, I don't have another round in me." 

"I don't think my legs could take it," I admit. "Will you stay for a while though?" 

He kisses the top of my head before answering, "I'll stay until you fall asleep." 

With him holding me and after four orgasms, it didn't take long before I was fast asleep, only waking up hours later as James slides out of me and sneaks to his own room.