Leila

I'm an ordinary guy, nothing special about me at all.
Well, maybe my choice in women could set me apart from
most.

It all started one rainy afternoon in Northern
California as I was driving home after a party I'd
attended alone the day before.

I'd stayed over at a friend's house and after a nice
leisurely breakfast I headed home so that I would be
back home before dark. I had to be at work the next
day and wanted plenty of rest.

I was driving along Highway 1 when I first saw her.
And boy, was she a vision. It had been raining all
morning and the woman who stood there beside the road
was drenched. Her thin silk dress was plastered to her
shapely body and her raven hair was matted to her skull
as if she'd been swimming.

I quickly decided that I would pick her up. It was
no great decision; I mean she was a knockout. I could
tell that she had a great body because her wet dress
left little to the imagination, and the 4-inch high-
heels she stood in made her look like a goddess.

As I pulled up to her and leaned over to push the door
open she smiled at me. I was struck dumb! Her beauty
was breathtaking. When she climbed into the car and
the door closed I was still sitting staring.

"Hi, hunk, my name is Leila," she said. And nothing has
ever been the same for me since.

We drove down the highway without speaking for a few
moments. Then to my amazement this beautiful creature
scooted over next to me and began to fiddle with the
fly of my pants.

At first I tried to pull her hand away but she was
insistent and without further struggle from me she
finally popped my pants open and pushed her delicate
hand deep into my open fly. I was in a some kind of
zone. I knew what was happening but not how to react
to it. Nothing like this had ever happened to me
before.

Leila leaned forward and placed her ruby red lips on
the head of my dick and began to suck me off. I could
feel her hot wet tongue lapping up and down my shaft.
Soon it felt like I was fucking a woman's cunt. Her
lips were tightly gripping my dick and her head was
bobbing up and down in my lap. I was on fire.