Pam&Zach Triggered by a Movie

The continuing true sexploits of Pam, Zach and sometimes Krystal. True events with added artistic flourishes for literary effect. All participants are over the age of 21.

Triggered By An Old Movie....

Zach and I were lazing around the house one Sunday morning. I was sitting on the couch reading, dressed, if you could call it that, in just my white silky camisole and nothing else. I've evolved from my original T-shirt and panties stage, through my totally nude and bald pussy period, to my current exposed pubic hair landing strip and minimalistic top phase. Who knows, maybe next will be actual pajamas. (I seriously doubt that). Because I've been in the last two phases for a while, when we weren't expecting anyone over, I've had the seat of the couch covered in towels. Zach had on his normal lounging attire of ultra-light weight running shorts and T-shirt. He was watching some sort of espionage movie on the TV. I only became interested when the following scene popped up.

The male lead character was in the back seat of a limo making out with an attractive young female. Dressed to the nines, they were apparently returning from some fancy social affair. Inevitably, he first gets her slinky gown down to her waist, exposing her perfect tits, which he proceeds to fondle and suck on. Then, of course, the gown is pulled up around her waist, exposing our heroine's thong. He slips his hand under the front of the thong and fingers her while still sucking her tit. Next, he's twisting her around and pulling her thong down and off, (I'll never figure out how he somehow got it so easily over those fuck-me six inch heels). The camera then lingers on her heart-shaped ass before switching to show us the limo driver's lecherous eyes watching intently in the rear view mirror.

The next shot is a close up of the guy unbuckling his belt and opening his zipper. Then we see his bare ass behind the lass, pounding away, obviously fucking her doggy style. The camera comes back on the driver's eyes in the rear view mirror as moans and grunts continue to emanate from the back seat.

"I still dream about that time your buddy Tim Ubered us. You know, when you got me naked and fucked me in the back seat like that while he was watching in the rear view mirror. (Fantasy Fulfilled Part 2 on 5/11/25). That night and that back seat really made an impression on me," I laughed.

"Perhaps we should do that again sometime. Only it wouldn't be Tim or anyone else I know driving," Zach replied, really getting my hopes up.

To show how agreeable I was to the idea, I scooted down the couch on my knees, straddled and sat on Zach's lap facing him, put my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"You'd be willing to get me naked, suck my tits and fuck me in front of a stranger?" I pursued. "Would you fuck me in the ass if I wanted you to? Or, would you rather I get you naked and suck your cock and make you cum all over my face while some stranger watched?"

With my bare pussy resting right on it, I could feel Zach's dick getting hard in his shorts as he too reminisced about that night and thought about what I had just said. I emphasized that thought by rubbing my suddenly damp crotch back and forth over Zach's hard-on.

Then I lifted his shirt up over his head and off his arms and lowered my lips to his nipples, taking my time, alternating licking and sucking them both. Zach reciprocated by grabbing my bare ass cheeks and pushed my pussy hard against his cock. We continued for a few minutes before he reached down and started to pull off his shorts. I lifted my hips to assist and as soon as he had them down to his knees, I reached under, took hold of his cock and slipped it into me.

As we started to fuck, Zach twisted and flung his legs, finally getting his shorts completely off. Then he lifted the camisole over my head and tossed it aside. I put my hands over his shoulders and grabbed the back of the couch and thrust my chest forward, hoping he'd suck my tits. Never one to disappoint, Zach did exactly that. I moaned as I slowly rotated my pussy on his cock, his lips and tongue sending shock waves through my nipples directly to my cunt. I love fucking him like this, me on top, taking our time, slow and easy.

Not every fuck has to be an earth shattering event. I love it when we both move as one, in synch, enjoying the feeling of flesh on flesh, as our naked bodies press against each other.

"Play with my nipples," I requested as I reached down to rub my clit.

Zach's fingers worked their magic, twisting and squeezing, pinching and pulling, until my nipples hardened and grew to their aroused extended length. Then he sucked on one as he played with the other. Flicking his tongue on it before taking it between his lips. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, adrift in however many moments went by. Then he lightly dragged his teeth over it and I lost it.

My hand suddenly rubber harder, but not fast. At that moment I so wanted to get myself off. I tensed and shivered as I felt it building. Any other time I'd try to prolong it, but that morning I had no desire to hold back. Minutes later, I let out a long low guttural moan as I felt my orgasm drain and wash over me and I collapsed, panting hard with my cheek against Zach's chest. As I rested, I thought to myself, how comforting it can be to have just a nice, sensual, slow, and beautiful release every once in awhile.

Then, feeling Zach's cock still in me, I remembered that he hadn't cum, and I knew I had to take care of that. I got up on my knees, allowing him to slip out of me as I slithered my way down to the floor between his thighs.

"Thank you for that. Now just sit back and enjoy the movie," I told him as I took his cock, all wet and slippery from my juices, and wrapped my lips around it. I wanted to give him the same kind of orgasm I just experienced. You know, a less intense, slow, draining smooth release. Cupping his balls in my one hand, I gently massaged them as I worked my lips up and down the sides of his dick while my other hand was very slowly jerking him off. Not to make him cum, just to keep him hard.

My goal was to continue playing like that until the movie was over, but sometimes the best laid plans... You know the rest. After about fifteen minutes of my licking and sucking both his balls and his dick, I remembered how smoothly he came the time I milked him by fingering his prostate.

"Slide down a bit, Hon," I requested. "I wanna get to you ass."

That drew the expected reaction from his cock, which I had my lips around, as I felt it actually throb and get harder. I wet the fingers of my left hand in my mouth and slid them back past his balls until they pressed against his butthole. Zach lifted his hips, allowing me to push first one, and then a second finger in deep. Curling my index finger, I found that smooth walnut sized gland and began gently rubbing it. The response was almost instantaneous. Zach moaned loud as a slight stream of pre-cum oozed out of his cock.

Licking it off with my tongue, I paused my rubbing, allowing him to reset. I fucked him with both fingers for a minute or so, before I again returned to stimulating it. It took longer, but in due time, out oozed another puddle of pre-cum, which I spread all over the tip of his cock.

I repeated the finger fucking, then prostate rubbing, several more times, each resulting in a discharge of pre-cum. By now, Zach's eyes were closed and he was continually moaning softly. All this time I hadn't been stroking him. I just had my fingers around the base of his cock as I licked and kissed it and watched it leak.

"Finish me off, please?"

"Are you sure? I'm not in any hurry," I cooed as I looked up at him.

Zach just nodded.

I began to slowly jerk him off as I rubbed his prostate, fighting the urge to rapidly stroke him. I squeezed his cock hard as my hard deliberately moved up and down, not wanting anything to come out until I was ready. I had him twisting and flexing as he grew closer to cumming. I told myself, "Not yet.... Not yet...," as I watched his face contort.

Finally, his whole body tensed and with my hand in a death grip around his cock, I could feel the surge waiting to erupt. Then, as he began to relax, I barely let the pressure off my hand, allowing the cum to only trickle out... and out... and out... and out, thinking it might never stop.

Zach's body finally went limp, so I let go of his cock and watched amazed, as more cum just continued to ooze out for several more seconds. When he had finally finished there was a puddle of cum all over his abdomen, filling his belly button and running down along his leg. I wipe some up with my finger, painted my lips with it and then kissed him passionately on the mouth.