Mrs. Ford & The Driving Lesson

"Just…Let…Me…Get...It...All!" the lewd temptress enthused. She punctuated her little litany by repeatedly slamming her loins up into his with such force that she shook him right down to his toes. He torrid fucking left Adam gasping for breath and elicited a few final dribbles of sperm from his aching testicles.

"There!…" she purred happily, dropping her ass and releasing Adam's cock from her cunt's embrace. She stretched out her legs beneath him.

"You come so much baby! I thought you were going to drown me in it!"

Adam didn't even have the strength to pick himself up off the reclining blonde. Suddenly the vision of Mrs. Ford ringing his doorbell with a hugely distended stomach didn't have the erotic quality it had had just a few moments before. Adam was suddenly hugely apprehensive about the baby quotient.

"Ahhh!…Mrs. Ford. I'm sorry I didn't mean to come inside you! Really! I just couldn't help it! But…Do you think… Like about a baby I mean…Don't you, you know… Don't you take… something. I guess I thought you must. But you do, don't you? I mean…a baby! I don't… I mean… Oh Goddd!"

Mrs. Ford smiled inwardly at Adam's distress. She imagined he'd be preoccupied enough now to stay out of trouble with Irina before Lauren shipped her back to Gdansk. Mrs. Ford was very pleased with herself. She managed to coax Adam up onto his trembling legs beside her.

She sat up on the side of the chaise lounge and scooted towards the edge. Adam was watching her nervously. Lauren relaxed her interior muscles and a steady stream of pearly goo leaked out and made a quickly spreading puddle between her parted feet.

"Oh my Adam! Look at that! You really did give me a big load didn't you? I can still feel lots more inside me! We'll just have to wait and see won't we?…" she purred her eyes sparkling up into Adam's. That should keep him awake for a couple of nights.

"Now I've really got to get cleaned up honey. Brad will be home soon…" Mrs. Ford purred, standing up and smoothing out her hopelessly wrinkled skirt. She turned her eyes to Adam and reached out a hand to touch his face.

"Don't worry lover. It will all work out. And don't forget about Sunday."

Adam looked at her blankly.

"Your driving lesson? With Irina?"

Adam let out an audible groan and closed his eyes.

"Good. We'll look forward to seeing you then. Don't forget to close the garage door on your way out…" Mrs. Ford said, puckering a little kiss at Adam as she went back into the house.

On Sunday Adam arrived just after noon as promised. Mrs. Ford answered the door with a smile. She gave Adam a quick kiss on the cheek and then took him into the kitchen. She was pleased to note that Adam looked a little haggard, with dark circles under his eyes. They exchanged the standard…'How are you's…Thanks for dinner the other night…I'm glad you enjoyed it…How's Mr. Ford…etc., etc.' What Adam really wanted to ask was if Mrs. Ford was feeling a little bit pregnant but he couldn't think of a casual way of slipping that one into the conversation.

At any rate, it wasn't long before Irina joined them.

Obviously 'fashion trends' weren't a big priority in Poland as Irina looked very much the same as she had on Friday. Same glasses and pulled back hair, same shapeless button-up-the-front dress (blue this time) and the same flat sandals. But there was an aura of fun and expectation about her this time that wasn't there before. When she smiled at Adam he couldn't help but think what a really attractive girl she was.

Mrs. Ford watched the two of them together for a moment with a barely contained smile.

"Irina's made a picnic Adam. Why don't you take her out to Big Bear Park. There's no one around on the road and it's pretty out there. I was thinking of joining you…" Lauren said dropping her hand on her stomach and making little circles on her tummy…"but I've changed my mind. I think I've picked up a touch of indigestion.

Then she smiled brightly at Adam. She was amused by the way he stared anxiously at the hand that was pressing her belly.

"But you kids go ahead. Have a good time."

Irina obviously had no idea how agitated Adam was. She waited for him to make a move and when he didn't she passed him the picnic hamper then hesitantly took his hand and more or less dragged him out the door.

But it wasn't very far into the drive before it became pretty clear to Irina that Adam's thoughts were elsewhere.

He was so quiet that she was the one that kept trying to initiate a conversation and with her limited English that wasn't easy. She slid her hand across the seat a couple of times, hoping Adam would take it, but he didn't.

So they drove quietly out through the suburbs and finally Adam did volunteer that they'd be at Big Bear in about ten minutes. They were driving through the last little one horse town before the Park when they got pulled over. There was one lonely intersection with one lonely traffic light that slowly turned red just before they got to it. As Adam came up to the junction he was so distracted that he drove right through it. It was only seconds later that the cruiser was behind them, it's red light flashing and it's siren wailing.

Adam groaned, drove on a little further and pulled into an abandoned restaurant parking lot. Irina nervously watched him.

"Is alright?.." she asked.

"We'll see.." Adam said as the trooper approached the passenger side of the car. Adam hit the power window and rolled down Irina's window. Irina looked straight ahead. The trooper was tall and trim. A young man, not very much older than Adam. He bent down to look into the car from behind his dark glasses. After deliberately checking Adam and Irina out he said…"License and registration sir…."

Adam pulled out his wallet and started rummaging through it with shaking hands.

"Is there a problem officer?"

"Sir, you failed to stop for that red light back there. That is a serious violation of the Highway Traffic Act and carries a severe penalty."

"Unnnn…Can I ask you how severe officer?"

"That depends on the Justice of the Peace sir but fines are typically in the vicinity of three hundred dollars. Now if you and the young lady will please wait in the car, I'll check out your documents…" and he headed back to his cruiser.

"Shit!…" Adam muttered mostly to himself…"That's almost of a week's pay."

"Are we going to jail?" Irina asked nervously.

"No!" Adam said dejectedly.

"What will happen to us?"

"Oh he'll come back with his ticket book. He'll give me a tongue lashing about the importance of driving responsibly and then he'll write me a ticket. If I'm lucky maybe I can get him to write it down to going through an orange."

"Write it down?"

"Yeah. He can do whatever he wants. Usually they write it down to something less, unless he's a real pr….unless he's having a bad day."

"So…. if he's having a good day, is good… that would be good?…" Irina asked.

"That would be very good. I can't afford three hundred dollars."

"We will see." Irina said pursing her lips determinedly.

They waited for what seemed an unusually long time, both of them watching the trooper in their respective mirrors. When the cop finally got back out of the cruiser and headed back around the car, Irina quickly unfastened the top three buttons of her dress. She was not wearing a bra. Her deep cleavage was dramatically displayed beneath the parted fabric. Adam caught his breath anxiously. He didn't think that this was a good idea.

The cop bent over and was passing Adam's license back through the window.

"Here you are Mr….." he was saying when he hesitated, his hand also stopping just inside the window. There was a momentary silence and then he continued.."…Mr. Elliott."…passing Adam's license over. He straightened up slightly with his ticket book in his hand.

"As I said earlier, you have committed a serious violation of the Highway Act. Road conditions and visibility are not a factor. I'm going to have to give you a….."

At this point Irina had put her right hand up against the door frame by the window and turned towards the trooper. She held that pose with her succulent breasts virtually bursting from under her open dress. This enticing display stopped the trooper in mid sentence.

With a sunny smile at the spellbound officer Irina said…" Excuse please officer. Is possible you will write this ticket down?"

The cop didn't answer for a moment. He was, not surprisingly, having difficulty composing himself in front of the spectacle of Irina's seductively displayed chest. His interest was evident by the bulge that was now growing more distinct in the front of his uniform trousers.

"Excuse me…" he stammered his eyes behind his dark glasses clearly riveted to Irina's cleavage.

"In my country is possible to write down ticket if officer has good day. Is the same here in America?" she asked innocently, reaching out from the car with her right hand towards the officer's belt. This stretching motion lifted one of Irina's globular breasts so far out of her dress that her crimson nipple was bared.

The officer was transfixed by this casual display and made no move to evade Irina's deftly outstretched hand.

Adam couldn't believe what Mrs. Ford's niece was doing. She couldn't be about to do what he thought she was going to do. Oh God! They were both going to wind up in some small town slammer. He practiced being invisible on his side of the car.

But the blonde polish girl was shameless. She squeezed the cop's cock through his pants.

"Excuse me…" the cop said again, but this time in a much quieter voice. "You are from what country? Because in the United States it is not permitted for…that…" he stammered, as Irina gently pulled him by his cock closer to the window.

"Poland…" she said, interrupting him. " I am from Gdansk where we have many policja.." she said brightly as she slowly pulled down the zipper on the front of the officer's pants. Without giving him a chance to interrupt she went on.

"My boy friend is policja…" she said, reaching in and pulling out the officer's impressively stiffening tool.

"His work is very …hard…" she said , emphasizing her last word by giving the his upright prick a torrid squeeze.

"Miss you can't…Ahhhh!…You'll have to stop…what you're…Ohhh…" the surprised young policeman said unconvincingly, placing his hands on the roof of the car to steady himself.

"Very …hard…" Irina continued, jacking the now fully erect organ in her hand with encouraging hand strokes.

"But he is good man, honest man. When he need good day, I give him good day.. like this…" she said, now swirling the trooper's cock crown around in her fist in a way that had him soon panting with excitement. With her other hand she reached into her dress and pulled out one of her conical tits. She lifted and squeezed that ripe melon towards the enthralled young officer.

This was too much for the cop and he started hunching his now livid tool in and out of Irina's lewdly coaxing hand.

Adam couldn't tear his eyes away from the scene beside him. The cop's dick was really big as Irina held it pointed towards the hood of the car. She could barely get her tiny hand closed around it. As the officer started thrusting more and more urgently through her closed fist, the pre-come streamed from his pee slit, dribbling down his shaft and over her flailing knuckles. His trickling juice provided the lubrication for her to really go to work on him. And she was going to. But first she turned and looked at Adam, first at his eyes and then down into his lap. As she did so, so did Adam. He was surprised to see that he too was as hard as a rock and straining through his pants. When he looked back up, Irina was smiling at him with hooded eyes. Then she turned her attention once more to the big cock she was so skillfully masturbating.

Irina then started to jerk the trooper off with determination. She loosely slid her hand up under his knob then gripped him tight and slammed her hand down to his balls. She didn't do it fast but she was relentless. And there could only be one outcome to such lewd man handling.

"Miss!.. Unnn!… You can't do this!…Ahhh!…Nooo!…" the trooper groaned, helplessly answering Irina's lewd masturbation by thrusting into her stroking fist.

"Tak niemowle! Palic sie! Palic sie!…" Irina encouraged. With her eyes locked on the trooper, she ran her tongue across her lips and then raised her breast higher and sucked her own nipple into her mouth.

"Unnn!…Nahhh!…" the young policeman gasped, overcome by the lewd young girl's wanton seduction. He arched his hips forward, straining up from his toes and froze in that position like a dog on a hunt. Everything was totally still, except Irina's fist which drove up and down the officer's cock in an irresistible rhythm. And then the come was shooting out of the trooper's cock in long, ropey blasts that splattered wetly on the hood of the car. As soon as he started to come Irina stopped masturbating him and held him firmly just under his cock crown.

"Unnnn!..Unn!… Unnn!…" the trooper moaned again and again as the first enormous spurts were followed by smaller ones that came much more quickly. Irina aimed him so that these bursts and the all the remaining ones jetted across the windshield in front of them.

Adam couldn't help but stare at this lewd eruption and when he was able to tear his eyes away from the officer's spewing prick he found Irina staring back at him with smoldering eyes. She slowly licked her lips for Adam's benefit while jerking the trooper's cock with short, hard hand strokes, efficiently milking him for all the juice that was seething in his balls.

When he finally stopped coming, Irina tightened her grip on him and shook him a couple of times to squeeze out any remaining drops of sperm. They could both hear him gasp when she did that. Then she let him go.

The young trooper was gasping as he just stood there, leaning heavily on the roof of the car. After a couple of moments he turned on obviously shaky legs and stuffed himself back in his pants. Then he turned back to Irina and Adam.

"Now you have good day officer. Is possible you write down ticket?…" Irina asked, casually replacing her breast under the folds of her dress and refastening the buttons.

The red faced trooper stood there staring at Irina for a long moment. Then he slowly closed his ticket pad and slipped it back into his shirt pocket. Without taking his eyes from the smiling young girl he said…

"Mr. Elliott I hope you'll be a little more careful in the future. I wouldn't want to have to pull you and the young lady over again."

"Oh I will!…I mean I won't!…I mean you won't!…" Adam stammered.

"Drive safe!…" he said and then turned and walked back to his cruiser. A couple of moments later he backed up and pulled away from the parking lot, his car kicking up gravel as it roared away.

Adam just sat there in total disbelief of what had just happened. Irina was biting her lip and staring straight ahead without saying anything. Then she turned towards Adam, gave him a shy smile then looked down into his crotch. His cock was huge and plainly visible, jutting urgently through the front of his pants.

Irina raised her eyes to Adam's, again biting her lip but this time with a hint of a smile at the corners of her mouth. She reached over, placed her right hand on his upper thigh and slowly wiped her greasy palm on his pant leg. As Adam trembled at her touch she said…

"So. No ticket. We go to park now. Have picnic. Have good time. Yes?"

Adam squawked a high pitched…"Yeah sure!…The park!" Then he started the car and headed back out onto the road.

It was Irina's turn to be quiet as they drove over to Big Bear Park. Adam kept looking over at her in wonder but she refused to meet his gaze. When they arrived at Big Bear there was no one else around. Adam was completely confused as he and Irina tromped down a path to the lake. Her lewd behavior with the officer had not only saved him three hundred bucks but had also made him as horny as a snake. He didn't know if he should thank her or what to say after what he had just seen. But he did know he'd really like to get his hands on those fabulous jugs of hers once more.

When they had laid out a blanket, sat down and opened a bottle of wine, Adam raised his glass to the demure blonde and said…" Thank you Irina. You have taken a bad day and made it a good day."

Irina blushed and smiled and then looked over at Adam thoughtfully.

"Adam. There is game my boyfriend and I play sometimes. The policja remind me. Would you hear?"

"Sure. What kind of game?'

"It is game like… eighteen questions, is it?…"

"Twenty questions…" offered Adam.

"Yes. Twenty questions. I am policja and Jan is criminal. He have information but I must make him tell. He will refuse but I must try. It is a game you understand. We make pretend. Will you play this game?"

"Well it sounds a little weird, but sure, I'll play. What do I do?''

Irina smiled at Adam and rose to her feet. She stood looking down at him and then said… "Good. You stand up now."

Adam got up in front of Irina on the picnic blanket and waited for her to start.

Irina stood there smiling for a moment and then her face hardened and she put her hands on her hips. In a firm voice she said…"So Mr. Elliott. You have name of man we want. You must give me name."

Adam looked into Irina's stern face for a moment and then crossed his arms over his chest.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Irina looked at him for a minute with almost an amused smile. Then she took a half step to the side, pulled back her arm and punched Adam in the stomach. It was a firm blow, not really all that hard, but hard enough to draw all the air from his chest. It was mostly the surprise of it that doubled Adam over. He couldn't believe it! He was hunched over, barely able to gasp a… "Hey!... What!.... Are… you… cra…" when Irina stepped behind him and yanked his arm up behind his back.

"It is simple request no? You tell me what I want and you go free. Tell me!…" she instructed, jamming Adam's arm up until his hand was between his shoulder blades. A fiery jolt lanced through his shoulder.

"Irina! This is a crazy game! Stop!…" Adam gasped trying to step out of Irina's painful grasp.

Without releasing her grip on his arm, Irina stepped closer to him from behind and wrapped her arm around his throat. Then she rammed her knee into the small of his back. She pulled him backwards while pushing his arm up even further still. There was no way that Adam could wriggle free.

"Why do you not just tell me. I know you have what I want."

"I don't! I don't!.." Adam gasped out, his head starting to swim as the young blonde tightened her choke hold on him.

"We will see!" Irina purred. Then she bent her knees sharply into the back of Adam's. The bewildered young man dropped to his knees in front of her like a bag of coal. Irina, who was remarkably stronger than she looked, pulled on his arm and his neck until he was laid out on his back in front of her. She then released him, stood up and moved around beside him. She stepped over his chest so that she was straddling him.

As Adam tried to catch his breath, he found himself looking up over Irina's looming breasts into her wickedly sparkling eyes. Without saying anything Irina reached under her shapeless dress, lifted one leg and removed a nondescript pair of cotton panties. The she took her stance again over Adam's chest and planted her little hands on her hips. She kicked at Adam's arms until they were stretched out above his head. Adam couldn't help but notice that she was wearing a pair of shear, thigh high nylons.