Sucking Stranger at the Gas Station

It's nearly midnight when I'm on the highway driving home after dinner with some girlfriends. I'm indulging in a very explicit audio story when I hear an unsuspected "ding". I hadn't realized my gas tank was close to empty, I was down to reserve fuel. It was enough to make it back home, but I would feel better just filling up at the next gas station, and as if destiny were playing it's hand I see a sign that says that the next gas station is 1 kilometre away. I pull in under the white glare of lights into the station that's right next to the highway. I'm about to get out of the car when an attendant is standing right outside my window.

Instead of getting out of the car, I just put the window down and I can instantly feel his gaze on my cleavage, on my legs. He doesn't do it in an obvious or uncomfortable way, but I can feel him looking at me. Perhaps after so much unsatisfied sexual appetite, I'm more alert than ever to any kind of male attention. I was so captivated by that momentary attention that the man had to ask me a second time, "How much do I put in?"

"Oh, sorry, uh... Fill her up, please." And I can't help and think to myself, "fill me up too... toda todita, que me llenes entera".

He puts the nozzle in the fuel tank. I glance at him through the rearview mirror and notice that the man keeps staring at me. A loud moan emanates from my phone. ¡Ay coño! I'd forgotten to turn off the audio porn I was listening to! Apparently, I'd reached the part of the story where the patient was titty fucking the sexy nurse.

Was it just me, or was the bulge in his pants growing? Any decent woman would have turned off the audio, but tonight I feel different. Tonight I want something out of the ordinary, I want to enjoy myself in an impudent and unpredictable way, I want to find out what all this could lead to, so I'm not behaving like a decent woman. When he finishes filling up my car, he closes the fuel tank and approaches the window again.

"Sounds like quite the hit you're listening to there... Who's the singer?"

I giggle at his joke and tap my phone off.

"Are you asking cause you like the music I'm into"

"I am definitely into that kind of music!"

"That's nice to know... we have the same taste... in music".

I twist in the driver's seat to get my wallet, I give him a bill, but his eyes aren't on the money...

The dress I'm wearing tonight is soft and light, so when I slid the strap off my shoulder, the fabric leaves my breast completely uncovered. My nipple is hard and my flesh is aching to be acknowledged and touched.

"Keep the change."

"What?" he asks, so distracted he doesn't know what I'm talking about.

"You can keep the change," I say again, looking at him from the car seat with a flirty smile.

"Oh, thanks." He pockets the money and his gaze returns to my half-exposed chest.

Instead of starting the car and heading home, I pull down the strap on my other shoulder. This act confirms my invitation to him. He reaches into the car and squeezes my breasts. A moan escapes my lips as I feel his large, masculine hands squeezing my soft, voluptuous flesh. I arch my back, thrusting my chest out, pressing even deeper into his hungry hands. I'm aroused by his touch, and I spread my legs and hike up my dress. I don't usually wear panties in the summer, so now there's no garment hiding the triangle of my sex. I buck my hips upward as one of his hands makes it's way down. He leans in, one hand teasing my breasts, the other inching ever closer to my throbbing clit. A flash of pleasure courses through my body as soon as his finger makes contact with that knot of nerves yearning to be stimulated. He rubs me, then plunges a finger into my wet opening. God! That feels so good! The sensation is more intense than ever, feeling this stranger finger me there at the gas station, the sound of cars whizzing by on the highway, while a deeper, more intense hum builds between my legs with each thrust of his finger.

"¡Ay sí! ¡Así! ¡Qué rico!" I whimper and moan while his finger slides in and out of my tight hole.

He pulls his finger out and brings it to my mouth. I inhale the scent of my arousal coating it before sucking it, tasting my own juices, possessed by this uncontrolled desire.

When his hand goes back to my pussy, he pushes into me with two fingers, my slit making wet noises as he moves in and out, finger-fucking me as I spread my legs for him while sitting in my car. He sticks his head through the window and his lips wrap around one of my nipples, sucking one then the other. "Oh fuck! Yes! ¡No pares, no pares! Please! Keep going!"

His fingers rub my clit, and my cars smells of pussy. My orgasm is inevitable. I feel my muscles contract in that spasm of pleasure that explodes from my core, a gush of juices coating his hand while I writhe and moan like a needy slut.

My heart beats twice as fast, and my breath comes in gasps. My lust is unleashed after that intense climax. I reach out and caress the firm bulge beneath his work pants. He pulls his upper-body from my car, straightens, and his hips are perfectly level with the window. I bite my lip as I watch him unbutton his pants and pull out his hard, throbbing cock, his mushroom head glistening with precum. My fingers circle his shaft and bring it to my mouth. I savor the clear fluid, coating my tongue with the taste of his arousal before enveloping his member with my mouth. I suck on the pink head first, exploring the texture of his skin with my tongue, my head moving more and more, until I'm sucking him off. His hand tangles in my hair, holding my head as his hips thrust harder and deeper in my mouth. This stranger that works at the gas station is fucking my face through the car window, and I feel desire coursing through my veins as I suck him with voracious hunger. I moan around his cock as his free hand finds my breasts again and squeeze my tits. His moan rumbles deep in his chest, and he thrusts his hard cock in and out of my mouth over and over again, with such force and speed that I can hardly breathe.

He penetrates my mouth with his member, shoving it all the way to the back of my throat and holds me there. Tears are starting to stream down my face as I'm choking on his cock, then I feel him swell even more, and he releases spurt after spurt of cum, his semen slides directly down my throat. I'm slurping and trying to swallow, but my mouth is so full of his cock that saliva trickles down the corners of my lips onto my exposed tits, and it's at that moment that he moves his hips back a little further. I feel the last rope of his cum land on my tongue, and I savour the taste of his orgasm before swallowing it as best I can.

I lick and suck on him until I'm sure I've swallowed every last drop of his pleasure. When he withdraws from my mouth, I wipe the corners of my lips, and he readjusts his clothes.

"Fuck! That was hot! I came so much I can't believe you took it all baby."

With a smile, I reply, "I'm definitely coming back again for a refill, Papi."

I blow him a kiss, roll up the window, and fix my smeared lipstick and smudged makeup as best I can before heading home.