Last Time Lori Let Him Look

Jeremy and Lori had had a brief (but intense, at least for him) fling. Jeremy was 20, a compulsive masturbator and big ejaculator, while Lori was 18, cute in a pixieish way with amazingly long and sensitive nipples on her small breasts, and a jaw-droppingly thick pubic bush.

They had been set up by a close friend of Lori's and their first fuck was simply amazing. Jeremy couldn't believe the tightness of her hot, wet cunt - his cock pushed slowly into her with her juicy vaginal tunnel seeming to part reluctantly for him and she eagerly and aggressively pushed her pussy up hard to meet the thrusts of his thick penis and get her orgasm. Her raking of his ass with her long nails as she came put Jeremy over the edge and he spewed a powerful, seemingly never-ending, cumload into her sweet snatch. God, they had soaked the sheets!

They had a few more screws, at friend's places or in cheap motels, before their passion waned just a bit. Then Jeremy saw her in a bar one night and when he proposed that "we sit in your car for a bit, if you catch my drift," she replied, "Jeremy, I'm sorry, I can't." She told him she was now living with a guy she could only have met in the, at most, month or so since their last fuck.

Jeremy was devastated. He'd not only loved their sexual liaisons, but he appreciated Lori's wicked sense of humour and sharp intelligence. And the guy she was now shacked up with was a total asshole and a well-known idiot. Justifiably or not, Jeremy felt as though his world had been cut out from underneath him.

Jeremy was genuinely shaken up by the way things had worked out and Lori said, "Look, you need to get over this. Let's talk in private and move on." Jeremy agreed and asked where they should go, thinking Lori might suggest a small, dark lounge that was in the same bar. To his surprise, she said, "Let's sit in my car and talk things over. But we aren't having sex or even touching each other. Do you understand?" Jeremy nodded miserably and they walked in silence to Lori's small car after putting on their coats.

Lori unlocked her vehicle, parked in a remote part of the parking lot near a light standard, and they climbed into the front seats. She told Jeremy that she'd "enjoyed" their times together, but resented the way he'd seemed to cool off towards her. She'd met Tim at a party and wound up fucking him that night at his place. Lori said she loved the way Tim seemed so taken with her and before she knew it (and against her better judgment), she had agreed to find a place they could share. So, there they were. "Surprise, eh?"

"Well, I guess I kinda had it coming. I didn't mean to ignore you, but I did because I lacked confidence. You're a grown woman and you can do what you want at the end of the day. Not gonna lie, I'll miss those hot little boobs and sweet pussy," Jeremy responded.

"Oh, man," said Lori. "I guess we weren't meant to be. But why can't we have a last look at each other? I loved how much you came when we were together, and I'm really excited now. Let's masturbate in front of each other for old times sake and then go our own ways."

Lori shifted a little sideways in her seat and brought up her slim yet shapely legs. Jeremy twisted a bit in the other seat and both had better views of the other in the light from outside the car. Lori unbuttoned her shirt and, as she wasn't wearing a bra, Jeremy could see her glorious nipples firmly erect in the cool Vancouver winter night. He was as hard as a rock when he pulled his jeans and underwear down to his ankles, and his thick, liberated cock swacked audibly against his trim, hairy belly. Lori then lifted her medium-length skirt above her hips and pulled off her quite sexy panties over her short boots. The sight of her dark brown, jungle-like bush made Jeremy even hornier. He was so ready to drop a big load for this young woman and to watch her jill herself off.

Lori took her right breast in her left hand and squeezed it while she tweaked her hard nipple. Jeremy grasped his throbbing cock in his right fist and began a firm, full-length stroking of his engorged shaft. He was soon copiously leaking pre-cum and the slick fluid lubricated his meat as he expertly wanked himself. Jeremy felt a massive orgasm building in his perineum and backed off to extend his pleasure. Squeezing and tickling his hairy balls kept him on edge and he started to moan. "Oh, Lori," he said in a low voice. "I'm gonna cum so hard for you, woman! Aahh, aah, aah, you make me feel so good, girl, just looking at you!"

Lori licked her fingers and brought them between her thighs, circling her hard little bean of a clit with them, as she rubbed her moist cunt lips. She admired the fat, curved cock that had given her such pleasure and which she knew she'd never take inside herself again. Jeremy could make out her meaty labia even through her dense pubes. He thought he could detect a wet, squishy sound as Lori worked harder and harder, as well as the subtle musk of her arousal.

"What're you thinking about, Lori?" asked Jeremy in a low voice. "What are you rubbing off to?" "Oh God," she replied. "I'm thinking of the times you ate me out. I always came so good! Tim thinks that's disgusting and won't do it!" Then Lori came, spectacularly. She grunted out her orgasm, humping hard against the hand clenched between her thighs. On and on it went until she slumped in her seat, spent.

Jeremy had been stroking slowly as he watched Lori finger herself. He finally lost it when she came, and whacked his cock harder and harder. His organ slick with pre-cum, he made sure to piston his forefinger against the sensitive frenulum. Staring at Lori's dense, wet cunt hair and beautiful titties, he unloaded.

At least six spurts of hot, thick cum splattered on his chest hair and the bottom of his chin as intense pleasure surged through his genitals and he moaned loudly. He slowed his stroke and finally stopped, dripping with his massive wad. "Wow!" whispered Lori. "I guess you'll have to clean that mess with these," and reached down into the floorboards to retrieve her panties. She tossed them over to Jeremy and he wiped off his torso, cock, and hands before pulling up his pants and underwear.

Lori told Jeremy to keep the panties "to remember me by," and did up her shirt. "OK, I got to go home now and get some new ones and change into some jeans. My skirt is soaked!"

Jeremy got out of Lori's car and returned to his own. He drove home and gave the panties a second wet christening before morosely falling asleep. Lori, for her part, embarked on a life of impetuously jumping between sexual partners. Upon reflection, Jeremy realized he was probably better off without her.