First Hand Job - Pizza Style

When I got out of high school I worked at a pizza parlor in our local town.  It was a great job.  I worked with a lot of fellow class mates, including some great young women.  One woman and I started to hit it off.  We would bump into each other, flirt with each other and be on the edge of kissing during work hours.  Finally, one night we were both closing up shop and it was after midnight.  I was counting out all of the money before I headed to the bank deposit.  She was sitting on the side of the desk while I did this, making conversation and waiting until I finished.  Once I finished I stood up and she was right in front of me so I leaned over and kissed her.  She kissed my back and it turned into a very wet kiss.  Tongues moving around each other, hands starting to move around each others body.  She sat on my lap and we continued to kiss and I moved my hands to her breasts, which were nice, small and very soft.  I reached under her work shirt and started playing with her nipples and she seemed to be enjoying it.  I reached for her pants and she stopped my hand, saying not yet.  She was sitting right no my now hard cock, grinding away, as we continued to make out.  Finally we stopped.  I got up to walk off my hard on and man did I have a case of blue balls.  It felt like I got kicked in the nuts, but not quite as bad.  We went our separate ways that night and I went home, went straight to my bathroom and jerked off to what might have been.  I shot loads of cum into the back of the toilet seat, thinking about how it would feel with someone elses hand. The next week, we had another late close.  During the night we had kissed a few times behind the oven, almost getting caught by our boss.  We even met in the cooler a couple of times, sharing a little tongue.   After we finished cleaning up, and I finished counting the money, we headed out to my car.  Well, my parents really.  It was a very hot Bobcat station wagon, but it did have a lot of room in the front seat and the seat went all the way back.  So we sat in my car, in the parking lot, making out.  She was basically laying on top of me while we made out, grinding away on my hard cock.  I was able to get her pants unbuttoned this time, rubbing my hands on her naked as and actually feeling her wet pussy.  It was so soft and wet as I pushed my middle finger deeper into her pussy, making her moan.  I was new at this and really didn't know what I was doing, but it seemed to be working. After a few minutes she had her head on my chest and was rubbing my cock through my pants.  She said, 'something is angry', continuing to rub my dick.  I said, 'why don't you release the monster'.  She laughed, but didn't do anything.  So I reached down, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and pulled my very hard cock out of my pants.  She looked up at me and moved her hand to my cock, gently rubbing it up and down.  It felt so good.  I had some pre-cum on the end of my cock and she ran her fingers through it spreading it around my purple head.  I was in heaven.   She then started moving her hand up and down a little faster, her small hand barely fitting around my thick cock.  She new I was getting close to cuming as she looked back at me.  She kept going as I said, 'I am going to cum'.  I arched my back and shot my first hand job load onto the roof of my car.  She pulled my cock down to my belly and let the other shots go on my stomach and shirt.  She kept moving her hand until I stopped groaning and cuming, pulling her hand up to her mouth to lick off my cum and then moved down to my still hard cock to clean me up.   She sucked me for a few minutes and actually made me cum again in her mouth.  It didn't take very long, as I was still hard as a rock and so excited I almost couldn't breath.  A hand job and blow job in the same night.  Life was good.  She took all of my cum in her mouth and swallowed it, returning to my mouth for a wet kiss.  I must say, I didn't taste bad at all.   We kissed for a little while longer.  She tucked my cock back in my pants and left the car.  I went home, and remembered to wipe my cum off of the inside roof of the car.  I was always proud of that spot on the fabric when I would drive the car.  I returned to my bath room and jerked off again, thinking of what a great night I had.  She  even gave me a nick name; Canadian Bacon for the roll of meat we used on pizza.  I believe it was a compliment.  We had one more episode before we met other people, which is for another time.