Mrs. Ford & The Driving Lesson

"You will tell me what I want yes?…" she demanded, bending her legs and dropping down onto the ground. As she went to her knees she shuffled ahead until the hem of her dress was brushing Adam's chin. She leaned forward and pushed his hands up next to his shoulders. Then she planted her knees on his forearms, effectively immobilizing him. While staring down into his panicky gaze, she slowly pulled her dress up to her waist, shamelessly baring her loins to him.

Adam gaped wide-eyed at Irina's lewdly exposed genitals. He was breathing hard but not from the now forgotten blow to the stomach. He was as excited as he had ever been.

Surprisingly Irina had only a wispy thatch of blonde hair decorating her pubic mound. But her labia were swollen crimson folds of flesh that were trembling with the rush of her arousal. She was clearly excited by their little game.

"You know you must give me what I want! You can not refuse!…" she taunted, tilting her loins forward so that her cunt was positioned squarely over Adam's mouth. She reached down and spread her lips with two fingers. Her interior was a gleaming pink slash of flesh. Her inner mouth was a crinkly O shaped void that was puckering open and closed in mute invitation.

Adam's eyes were riveted to that enticing tunnel. He was so excited by Irina's wicked game that the blood was roaring in his ears and in his cock. He tried to raise his lips up to that beckoning furrow but she had him too well restrained. He cast his eyes up at the wanton goddess above him and snarled…"You'll never make me talk!"

Irina looked down at him with hooded eyes from above her heaving tits.

"Ach!…" she sneered.

"I know how to get what I want. You will see!…" And so saying she reached down, tangled her fingers in Adam's hair and slammed his face up into her groin.

"Mmmmf!…"Adam groaned as his mouth was forced into Irina's steamy trench. His loins were pounding with excitement as she wedged his face into her crotch.

The blonde shimmied seductively on his face, twisting so that her labia spread wide against his parted lips. She adjusted her position so that both Adam's mouth and his nose were buried in her juicy folds. Then she started a gentle back and forth rocking motion, grinding her clit on the bridge of his nose.

Adam wasn't able to breathe very well but that didn't stop him from reaching out with his tongue and delving deep into her molten center.

"Mmmmm! Takkk!… Now you…Oh!… Adam!… Lizak mijne! …Lizak tamze!…" she hissed, as her loins started to tighten in response to Adam's eager mouthing. She bore down even harder on his face, really smothering him in her silky crevice.

Adam continued to stare excitedly over Irina's lightly fringed bush into her eyes. But he was quickly becoming light headed from lack of air. His eyes started to close even as he continued his avid mouthing.

Irina yanked him sharply by the hair, making his eyes pop open.

"Wyczoka moj!…You must watch!…" she hissed, using her free hand to quickly unbutton her dress. She shrugged it off and leaned forward above Adam. Her pendulous breasts swayed hypnotically above his face. She raised her loins for one brief instant allowing Adam a gasping second of air. Then she dropped back down on his mouth, her eyes sparkling wickedly into his. She cupped one of her melon sized globes in her hand. She sank her fingers deep into that billowing flesh, and slowly raised it to her mouth. At the same time she started working her inner muscles, coaxing Adam's tongue deeper and deeper into her juicy tunnel.

Adam was spellbound. The momentary breath of air hadn't been much. His lungs were still burning. But she tasted so sweet that he couldn't help mouthing her succulent trench with a ferocious hunger. Besides, Irina's pussy had such a relentless grip on his tongue that there was no way he could remove it from the luscious cunt that was smothering him. So he ate her with a passion that he hoped would satisfy her. And although the background was becoming fuzzy, the picture of this gorgeous polish girl above him, lewdly fondling herself as she worked herself off on his outstretched tongue was an image he would never forget.

"Mmmmmf!….Mmmm!…" he groaned, gutturally, sending incendiary vibrations rocketing through Irina's loins. When he did that she bared her teeth, jammed her breast into her mouth and began to suck on it slavishly. At the same time she turned her loins from side to side, dragging her clit back and forth across the bridge of Adam's nose.

Adam was starting to see white flashes of light popping in the corner of his eyes. As much as he squirmed he couldn't free himself from Irina's rapacious loins. All he could do was grunt a hoarse entreaty for some air….."Hmmff!…Hmmmm!…Mwwaaah!…' he moaned.

And that was the final bit of stimulation that Irina needed.

"Ahhhhhh!…." she cried, releasing her slippery breast from her mouth as she started to spasm on top of Adam's weakly flailing tongue. She took his head in both her hands and yanked his face into her crotch. Her lower body stiffened up and her cunt began to convulse in a series of ever more powerful contractions.

"Ahhhhh!…Tak!...Tak!…Takkk!…" she groaned louder and louder, heedlessly grinding down on Adam's crimson face in time with her wracking orgasm.

"Uffff!…Unnnn!…Wuhhhh!…: Adam muttered feebly, his vision blurring as he sucked futilely for a breath under Irina's convulsing loins. He was vaguely aware that the blonde's full weight was pressing down on his face as she rode him through her numbing orgasm.

The last thing he remembered before he passed out was a feeling that his tongue was being wrenched out of his mouth while Irina's steamy juices bathed his cheeks.

Adam had no idea how much time had passed when he suddenly opened his eyes, staring around himself blankly as he gasped for air. He found himself looking up into an autumn afternoon sky. He was thirsty and his face felt like a glazed donut. He had been dreaming that he was swimming in a lake and that he had swum into some weeds that wrapped themselves around him tenaciously. He couldn't move his arms to swim free as the slimy weeds enveloped his face. He couldn't shake them off and they clung wetly to his nose and mouth, cutting off his air until he was drowning and his lungs were bursting for air and he knew he was going to die. And then he realized that he wasn't dying, that he was at a Sate Park with Mrs. Ford's niece, the nice Polish girl. And speaking of Irina…

He turned his head to see the young blonde girl standing just beside him. She had put her dress back on although half the buttons were undone. She had a glass of wine in her hand and was regarding Adam with amusement. He went to sit up and was shocked to find himself somehow restrained.

"Irina? What's going on? What are you doing?…" he squawked, squirming awkwardly on his back. It took him a moment to figure out that his hands were tied. And It took him another moment to realize that he was naked from the waist down. Irina had obviously taken off his pants and used his belt to bind him. Actually his hands weren't tied. She had tied her nylons and his belt tightly to his arms just above his elbows and secured his arms together. There was just enough slack in the binding so that his elbows were strapped to his sides, not actually underneath him. But there was no way that he could reach up with his hands to free himself. Where did she learn how to do this stuff?

"Irina, let me go! This isn't any kind of game!"

Without a word the blonde girl moved in front of him, looking down at him with wickedly sparking eyes. She lightly kicked at his ankles to get him to part his legs. Then she stepped in a little closer. Without saying anything she moved her bare foot into his crotch and planted it on top of his exposed cock.

Adam sucked in his breath apprehensively. But Irina only started curling and uncurling her toes against his cock crown while taking a slow sip of her wine.

"Irina?…" Adam pleaded. He didn't like feeling so helpless and tried to raise himself up into a sitting position, but it was impossible. However his cock wasn't as awkwardly restrained as he was. His tool began to rise up quite eagerly under Irina's kneading toes. The Polish girl seemed quite pleased with the result of her footwork and aimed her big toe at that tender knot of flesh just underneath Adam's knob.

"Nahhh! Irina! Waittt!…" Adam gasped as Irina lightly rubbed the calloused pad under her toe back and forth against that responsive nerve. She pursed her lips in concentration as she worried the underside of Adam's tool with her toe. Her skilful teasing made his cock quickly unfurl to its full length. The rush of blood to his groin turned the mushroom shaped head of his cock a shiny scarlet. Adam started to squirm about in excitement but Irina had no trouble keeping his eager tool under foot.

"You have been very 'pomocny' Adam! I think you say 'helpful'. But there is still one thing that you have not give to me…" Irina said, drawing her foot slowly down the underside of Adam's tool and nudging it into his taut testicles. She smiled as his erection raised up from his loins in a futile effort to follow her caressing toes.

"Irina. Untie me and we can have some fun. Some good time. Yes?…" Adam wheedled.

Irina quickly dropped to her knees between Adam's legs. Her huge tits wobbled thrillingly under her parted dress as she did so. The way she had crouched between his knees gave Adam a spectacular view of her pendulous breasts dangling from her broad shoulders.

"I am not finish the 'pytanie' …the interrogation!...Before we finish, you must answer questions… Yes?…" Irina questioned, giving Adam's nuts a painful twist.

"But!…But!…We don't have to…We can…!…Just…!…Nahhh!…" Adam gasped as Irina took one swollen testicle between her thumb and forefinger. Looking at him sternly she gave that little nugget a stomach-churning squeeze.

"You do not refuse me Adam!.." she intoned, bearing down with her tweaking fingers, compressing Adam's nut sickeningly. He had no choice but to give her the answer she wanted.

"Unnnn!…Yeah!…We will finish…Please…" he gasped, a cold sweat starting to bead his brow.

Irina smiled at Adam's response and immediately released the punishing tension she was exerting on his balls. She let her hands drift up to his cock which, interestingly enough, had lost none of its rigidity while she was manhandling his testicles. She held his upright shaft steady in her fist. She opened the palm of her other hand and applied it to the crown of his cock. She started swirling her hand around in tight circles against his swollen, gleaming knob.

"Ahhhhhh!…" Adam gasped, his groin jerking upwards in response to her skilful fondling. Irina had already tenderized that particular spot with her toe and he was particularly sensitive there right then. Just rubbing him around and around with her open hand soon had him squirming with excitement while the pre-come streamed from end of his cock. He was rocking back and forth awkwardly, his shoulders straining against his bonds.

Irina's glanced back and forth from Adam's eyes to his reddening cock, her eyes flashing with amusement. Using his pre-come as a lubricant, she worked his cock crown with swift hand strokes, frictioning his taut flesh in the most excruciating manner.

"Nahhhh!…Irina!…Oohhh!…"Adam moaned as his come began to churn for release.

"Now you tell Adam... Have you make love to my aunt Leokadia?…"

"Your aunt Leokadia?…Aunt Lauren?….Make love?…" Adam croaked in disbelief.

"Yes. Aunt Lauren. Make love? You know. Make screw?…." Irina queried, using the hand wrapped around his shaft to jerk Adam's cock up and down briskly by way of explaining her question.

Adam bucked upwards reflexively into her compelling hands.

"I…Your aunt…I couldn't…It's not….She's a married…Ahhhh!…" Adam whined as Irina continued her assault on his angry cock crown. But then she stopped and pinched his bulbous knob hard with her fingertips.

"Is alright. You tell truth Adam. Is not so surprise…" Irina urged. She circled his knob with her thumb and forefinger, squeezing it and opening his pee slit into a gaping O. Biting her lip in concentration she brought her other hand into play, turning her index finger down and wedging her long fingernail into the that puckered little crack. Irina gently augured her finger back and forth, stretching that little opening uncomfortably. A fiery jolt lanced into Adam's balls in response to Irina's delving finger.

The gasping young man twisted even more anxiously as a result of the blonde's rude fondling.

"Aunt Lauren. You see her very much when Uncle Brad is away. Is how you say 'nieunikiony'… is inevitable…yes?" Irina quizzed, flashing him a bright smile as she stabbed her fingernail more determinedly into that taut, stinging opening at the tip of his cock.

"Noo!…Ohhh!…Irina!…Don'tt!…" Adam whimpered.

The Polish girl ignored his anxious pleading as she worried his taut little pee slit. Without taking her eyes off his, she jabbed and scratched lightly at that sensitive canal with her wickedly sharp nail.

"Naaaa! Ahhhh! Nooo!…" he croaked, as much in apprehension as in discomfort. No one had ever touched him there like that. It was both obscene and luridly exciting to have his genitals handled the way Irina was doing it. But his cock was rigidly upright, visibly throbbing with the blood that was coursing through its length in response to Irina's lurid fondling.

And then she did something that Adam totally didn't expect.

Irina dropped her clutching fist to the root of his shaft. She knee walked forward until she was straddling Adam's lap. She moved her loins into position over his and waggled his cock around until she had it pressing into the opening of her vagina. She moved her hand away and then swiftly, without saying a word, dropped down on him like a stone. She took his seething tool right up to his balls. Then she sat up ram rod straight and clenched herself tight around him, her eyes peering down into his over the thrust of her heaving chest.

"Nahhhhh!…Oh… my…Goddd!…" Adam gasped his own eyes opening wide in amazement, as the lithe young Polish girl's pussy sheathed him in its molten clasp.

"Ahhhhh!…Umm Hmmm!…Is good no?…" Irina enthused, gently rising and falling on Adam's plundering tool. She only moved up and down on him a couple of inches. But her steamy tunnel was so tight around him that it felt to Adam like she was jerking him off with a warm satin glove.

"God! Yesss!…" he hissed.

Adam's shoulders were aching in their sockets as he tried to reach up for those half hidden mammaries that were swaying so enticingly above him. But Irina's clever restraints thwarted him in that as well as making it difficult for him to rise up into her excruciatingly tempting loins.

Irina watched him with amusement, posting up and down on him slowly. Then she suddenly slammed her cunt all the way down on him and clamped down on his tool, locking his turgid shaft in a steamy, vice-like clutch.

"Nahhh! Irina!…You're going to make me come!…" Adam whimpered, his balls knotting up excruciatingly in his groin.

Irina quickly lifted herself up on her thighs, releasing Adam's cock from her pussy with an audible slurping noise.

"Ahhh! Whattt! Nooo!…" he groaned , his loins hunching frantically skywards in frustration.

Irina scooted backwards between his spread thighs, cinching the root of his shaft in the ring of her thumb and forefinger and squeezing hard. She didn't want there to be any accidents. With her eyes still burning wickedly into Adam's, she once more applied her open palm to the end of his knob, rubbing his livid helmet in excruciating circles. She knew he would tell her anything now that she had him like this

"You making fuck with Aunt?…You like that?…Is true, no?…"

Adam stared back into Irina's taunting eyes in panic. Her frictioning palm was sending a tingling electric current searing through his cock. His cock crown was swollen to almost twice its normal size. And his nuts were so tight that there was a fiery, tearing ache behind his balls. His groin was on fire and he squirmed frantically under Irina's relentlessly groping hands. But with his arms tied he couldn't stop her and he couldn't get away. He had to make her stop!

"Yesss!…Yesss!…Oh Godd, stop!…" he cried.

"I made love to your aunt! I did! I couldn't help it! Oh God Irina! You've got to stop. You're tearing me up!" Adam gasped, his eyes filling with tears of frustration.

But Irina didn't stop. She continued to buff the end of Adam's prick with her greasy palm, making him shudder with agonized excitement at her harsh caress.

"It is good that you do not lie to me Adam. You fuck with my aunt…Phsst!…She is unhappy! You make her happy. Is no bad thing. Is making fuck…." Irina said as she finally ceased her excruciating fondling.

Keeping a firm grip on the base of his prick, she knee walked forward again until she once more held his cock poised in the moist opening of her pussy.

"Now you make fuck with me! You will like better than aunt!…" Irina said with a confident smile, still maintaining the pressure on the root of his shaft. She bobbed up and down quickly a couple of times on Adam's cock in a way that had him gasping for breath. She smiled down at him as she held him just barely inside her, her meaty labia fluttering around his knob.

With her free hand she pulled her opened dress from her shoulders, baring her conical tits to a gaping Adam. Then she slowly impaled herself on his upright cock until she once more had him sheathed to his balls.

"Ahhhh! Ahhhhh!" Adam gasped stiffening up and hunching up into Irina's irresistibly leeching loins.

"Is O.K. Adam. You can come. Is what you say…necessary… no?…You must!…" Irina said with a smile, holding herself perfectly still on his buried tool. She slowly released the pressure of her encircling fingers like you would put down a newly loaded mouse trap.

She cupped her glorious breasts, one in each hand, and pressed her fingers deep into those resilient orbs. She leaned forwards slightly from the waist to offer those sumptuous globes to Adam. This increased the pressure of her pussy on the base of Adam's throbbing cock.

"Ohhhh!…" Adam groaned apprehensively as his balls grew drum taut.

"Ohhhhh?…" Irina questioned smilingly. She leaned even further forward, increasing the tension even more on himas she bore down on him with her seething interior.

"Ohhhhh!..." Adam cried, arching his back into a bridge and lifting Irina high on his impaling spike. His shoulders were trembling and his hands were clenching and unclenching frantically at his sides.

"Ohhhhh?…" Irina crooned, tightening and releasing her ass to work Adam's cock inside her.

"Ohhhhh?…" she encouraged, letting one hand drift behind her to gently squeeze his balls.

And that was all he could take.

"Nahhhhhh!…" Adam cried, as his balls convulsed and a gusher of sperm rushed up into Irina's silky interior. He started twitching and bucking on the blanket like he was being electrocuted. His balls were kicking with wrenching spasms as he ejaculated inside her.