Pam&Zach Fantasy Fulfilled Part 2

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually happen.

Fantasy Fulfilled ... Part 2...

Over the next several days, Zach and I discussed how we could make my fantasy of being naked and fucked while a stranger or strangers watched be accomplished. I had used the term "dogging" as a example when explaining to Zach what I was thinking of. So, using a popular search engine and an online site with various wanted lists, we tried to find out if there were any places in South Jersey where dogging was still taking place. It turns out that any post describing such activities were all dated 2019 or prior, rendering them all but useless. One such location that had been mentioned several times was Cooper River Drive. It was nearby, so on a lark we drove around the area four different times, on varying days of the week and at different evening hours. Needless to say, we did not witness anything that could have been construed as sexual activities for public display taking place.

We had also discussed doing it at the drive-in movies, but decided against that because of the uncertainty of how many people it might attract and the possibility of children attending shows with their parents. We thought of having someone film us, but again, too planned. Porno theaters with private rooms was another idea, but that seemed so typical and also planned, and I really wanted it to be more spontaneous and even unexpected, if possible. We were getting frustrated and eventually we pushed the idea aside and stopped talking about it.

One cool night, about two weeks later, around 9:00PM, as we sat on our back patio looking at the stars, I was taken by surprise as Zach initiated what happened next.

Snuggled together under a blanket on the glider, Zach took my face in his hands and we started making out. It began innocently enough, you know, first short kisses that evolved into longer ones involving tongues. Hands roaming over each other's bodies turned into Zach tossing the blanket aside and pulling my shirt over my head, exposing my nipples to the crisp air, and taking one into his mouth. I reveled in the pleasure that brought, not reacting at first, other than by urging him on,

"That's it. Mmmm. God that feels good," I muttered as his teeth pulled and nibbled at them.

"What else would you like?" he paused to ask me.

I responded by doing the same to him. Off with his shirt. Then my lips on his nipples, which always drives him crazy. We went back and forth teasing each other, until I was the first to go for the shorts. Undoing and unzipping them, I reached my hand down under his boxers and took hold of his growing erection. He looked me straight in the eyes and said,

"I'm gonna take your clothes off."

Zach stood up and faced me and, with my help, pulled off my shorts and panties, tossing them to the ground and leaving me naked. With the front of his pants still undone, I could see his dick trying to escape out of the fly in his underwear. I thought to myself, 'Now he's gonna fuck me.' Instead, he knelt in front of me, spread my legs apart and placed them over his shoulders, causing me to slide forward, and began licking my pussy. Using his fingers to spread my lips wide, he plunged his tongue deep, probing and lapping at my cunt. Seconds later, my juices were flowing like the Nile. Zach started sucking on my clit and slid two fingers inside me, curling them up to touch my G spot. I screamed with delight as I egged him on.

"Don't stop! Don't you fuckin' stop!" I encouraged, grabbing my nipples.

As he orally pleasured me, I'm sure my moans drowned out the sounds of the crickets and the voices on the TVs that were emanating from nearby open windows. He paused eating me.

I growled, "What the fuck? Why did you stop?"

With a smirk on his face he replied, "It excites you to think someone might be listening and watching us, doesn't it? Seeing you naked and all exposed. Hearing you beg me to keep going."

"Yes it does. And I couldn't care less if someone was. Let them be jealous," I said, placing my hands on his head and redirecting him back to my waiting cunt. "But I hope someone is."

Zach returned to pleasuring me with his mouth and fingers, bringing me to the brink several times, but never pushing me over. Each time easing off just before I would cum, thus earning a frustrated slap on the head from me every time he did it. When I had finally had enough of his edging me, I clamped my thighs tight against the side of his head and using my hands, held his face on my pussy until I came in a tsunami, screaming loud enough to cause dogs in the neighborhood to start barking.

I released Zach from my pussy prison and laughed at the fact that we had created such a disturbance. I was gonna reciprocate by giving him a blowjob. As I started to sit up, he gave me a lustful look and uttered,

"I'm not done with you yet."

Grasping me and turning me around so that I was on my knees on the glider with my ass facing him, I smiled to myself, thinking, 'Now this is the Zach I've been hoping for.' Looking back, I saw him drop his pants and boxers over his newly abrased knees, down to the ground, step out of them, grab my hips and line up his cock behind me, not knowing if he was going to pound my pussy or my ass. I was up for either.

That question was answered when I felt his throbbing cock, in one swift motion, slide easily into my pussy and his balls slap against my butt as he began fucking me. I took hold of the back of the glider and rocked it so that his cock and my pussy were slamming into each other on every thrust. It was so animalistic that, occasionally, his penis would fully come out and he'd rushed to put it back in and I'd feel his slippery fingers on my ass, each time hoping he'd put them in my butt. He never did. The noise of the creaky glider, the slapping of our skin and the smell of sex filled the evening air.

We had such great rhythm going that I felt like I never wanted him to stop. But then I heard,

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Zach shouted, merely seconds before his cock exploded deep inside me, eliciting a guttural moan from deep within both of us.

"I'm close! Keep fucking me! Don't stop!" I responded, reaching back and furiously rubbing my clit, hoping to triggered my own eruption. And it did, sending another flood of fluids out of my pussy and onto his cock and balls. I shuddered, as my muscles continued constricting and all I wanted was to lie down. Zach pulled out of me and guided me down onto the glider and covered me with the blanket. I watched as he finished himself off, stroking his glistening cock, coaxing out every last drop of cum and letting it run over his hand and balls and drip down onto the concrete.

"I know it's not quite your total fantasy, but that was kinda fun," he smiled as I pulled my feet up and gave him room to sit down next to me.

"Yes it was and I'll just pretend someone was watching us this time," I answered. "But I really want to be able to see that they are, you know, next time or sometime in the future."

"You've fulfilled so many of my fantasies, I promise we'll make that happen sometime," Zach assured me.

The next month or so passed inconsequentially, with us having just our usual assortment of sexual activities. Then, one night, while we were in bed for the evening, Zach informed me that he had accepted an invitation for the both of us to attend a retirement party for one of his colleagues who worked in the Habitat offices. Not really knowing the individual, I felt a little reluctant to go, but Zach insisted we'd have a good time since the guy's family had planned to hold the event at a high-end country club that had a great restaurant. There'd be an open bar, fine dining and a DJ.

It was gonna be a dressy affair, so Zach had to wear a suit, which he hated doing and I wore one of my favorite slinky dresses over my sexiest thong. To my surprise, Zach said that we'd be Ubering to and from, so that we could really enjoy ourselves and not have to worry about driving. It seemed odd to me, but thought, maybe he wanted it to seem extra special, so I took it all in stride.

The party was quite fun and we enjoyed all of the fine cuisine, generous drinks, as well as the dancing. I even got to rub my body up against Zach's while we slow danced, being careful not to be too blatant, since we were amidst his fellow coworkers. We hadn't treated ourselves to such a extravagant event, such as this, in quite a while. And best of all, it was free, outside of the retirement gift that is. Around midnight, we were ready to call it quits and Zach arranged for an Uber Black service ride home.

It turns out that the Uber driver that came to take us home was not the same one we had going to the party. This car was a luxurious Mercedes GLE 450 and it was the first time that I thought that maybe we should trade in the Audi and upgrade, it was that impressive.

As I moved myself into the back behind the driver seat, I noticed Zach talking to the driver, who was holding the door open for me, but thought nothing of it, probably just exchanging pleasantries or sports scores. I loved how slippery my dress felt on the plush leather seat. Zach hopped in the other side and we were quickly off.

It was a beautiful cloudless night and the moon, while not full, was casting a gorgeous glow. Quite the romantic end to what was a great night. Zach, having unbuckled his shoulder belt, slid over next to me and unfasten mine. He turned facing me and took my hands in his and stunned me when he whispered,

"Tonight your fantasy comes true."

He began kissing me and, feeling myself getting wet between my legs, I responded in kind. We went from zero to one hundred on the passion scale in an instant. Still kissing, he reached behind me and moved the zipper of my dress all the way down to my ass. Then he lifted the dress off my shoulders and pulled it down to my waist, exposing my breasts. I glanced at the rear view mirror and my eyes met those of the driver and I almost came right then.

"Turn the light on back here," I heard Zach instruct the driver and immediately my semi-nakedness was bathed in light. Zach leaned down and started kissing my tits, all while attempting to pull my dress off from under me. I lifted my butt and instantly I was left in only my thong, which Zach slipped his hand under and slid his fingers between my parted folds. I moaned with delight.

Zach moved to his knees on the floor in front of the seat and I laid down. His fingers were fucking me as he sucked and pull on my nipples with his lips. I threw my arms up over my head, completely offering myself to him, wanting him to do whatever he wanted to me.

When he yanked off my thong, I glanced again at the rear view mirror, confirming what I had already hoped. That the driver was intently watching, wishing he was Zach. As his fingers on his left pistoned my pussy, Zach took his right thumb and put it up to my mouth and I sucked on it like it was his dick. At this point I wanted him to fuck me so bad, fuck the foreplay.

I pushed him back a bit and told him, "I want your cock in my mouth." I sat up and tore at his belt until I had it open. Then I undid his pants and zipper and reached in and grabbed his cock and engulfed it with my mouth. I pulled his balls free from his pants as well and took them in my hand. Again, I looked up into the mirror, wanting to see if the driver was watching me suck on Zach's cock. He was. I kept my eyes on his as I stroked and licked and fondled Zach, until I was satisfied that the driver would think of only me when he jerked off later.

"I'm gonna fuck you now," Zach exclaimed. "Get on all fours!" And he pulled his pants down to his knees, spun me over and I put one knee on the floor and one on the seat, positioning myself so that driver could see Zach's cock enter my pussy.

Zach's animal tendencies took over and he rammed his cock deep into me, grabbed my hips and began pounding me. I was loving it. Again and again he slammed his thighs against mine, reaming my pussy with an intensity like never before. I lifted my chest up using my hands and first, looked back at Zach and encouraged him.

"Fuck me Zach! Fuck me harder! Faster!"

Then I looked right at the driver and said to him, "If you... don't get us... killed.... maybe I'll... let you... fuck me... too, uttering each part in rhythm to Zach's thrusts,

Zach looked at the driver, then me and, I couldn't believe, accelerated the pace. I lost it.

"Yeah! Do it! Do it! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I screamed.

The next thing I felt was Zach's fingers reaching under me and rubbing my clit and I exploded, pushing my ass back harder to deepen his thrusts. Soaking his cock with my cum. But I didn't want him to cum inside me. I wanted him to come in my mouth and show that driver what a great little slut I am.

So I pulled away and spun around, taking Zach's cum soaked cock and shoving it between my lips. I stroked him like there was no tomorrow, looking into Zach's eyes and squeezing his balls. I glanced again at the driver as I pulled my mouth off and opened it wide, wanting Zach to shoot his load into my mouth and all over my face.

Zach grasped the backs of the front seats, arched his back, groaned and shot spurt after spurt after spurt of hot jizz onto my tongue, my chin, my lips, my neck and even my hair. I kept jerking him off until he couldn't take it anymore. Then I sucked his cock clean. Finally, I sat back, wiped his cum off my face and neck and sucked my fingers clean. All while staring at the driver in the mirror.

Finally reaching home, I asked the driver, "What's your name?"

"It's Tim, ma'am," he replied.

"Well, thank you Tim. You got us home safe. I'm sorry, but I think I got a bit carried away back there and I may have made an offer that was really not intended."

"That's okay, ma'am. I quite understand."

Zach wanted to help me get my dress back on, but I told him, "No. I'm gonna stay naked. I wanna walk up to the front door that way while you give Tim a very generously tip in cash. And a five star rating, of course."

When we got out I walked naked to the porch, proudly carrying my dress and leaving behind my sopping wet thong for Tim to find when he cleans up the car.

Later that night, while we laid in bed cuddling, Zach confessed that he knew the driver and that they had prearranged what was going to take place on the ride home and that he hoped I wasn't upset about that fact. I told Zach,

"All the same, to me he was a stranger."