Alison (the pastor’s daughter) and I went to check out some of the Canada Day celebrations in Vancouver. Her friend, Brenda tagged along despite her schoolmarmish disapproval of our jack-and-jill sessions. By this time, Alison had made it clear that our physical relationship would not progress beyond mutual masturbation and heavy petting (although she had unexpectedly sucked me off in my car after grad). In fact, she was a dual citizen of Canada and the U.S. and had decided to return to the U.S. for university later in the summer. Good friends must part and all that.
We were getting a little bored and found ourselves drifting back towards my car. When we were a block or so away, I noticed her eyes light up and she said, “That jerkoff session at the campground was so hot with all those people around! Why don’t we find a spot where we can see the fireworks and do it again?” Brenda said, “You guys are such perverts! What am I supposed to do?” “Well,” I replied, “you’re welcome to watch or join in from the back seat.” She stormed off as Alison said, “Suit yourself, Brenda!”
Luckily we still had a couple of hours to find a parking spot where we could see the fireworks over English Bay, as lots of other drivers were on the lookout too. I had almost given up when a car pulled out of a public parking lot and I was able to slide in. I paid the attendant and we settled down for the show. We waited for a break in the car and pedestrian action and Alison pulled off her panties and I pulled down my shorts and underwear and covered my hard cock with a windbreaker.
We started necking and I was able to liberate Alison’s big titties under the top of her long skirt. Her nipples were as hard as my cock and the delightful softness of her breasts filled my hands. I moved my hand down to her thigh and she firmly pulled it away. “None of that, mister,” she said. I wasn’t that disappointed as lots of people were walking through the parking lot and nearby sidewalks and I must admit I was thrilled to embark in a public jackoff session.
Alison slid her hand onto her sweet, hairy cunt after pulling up her skirt and started playing with her clit and cuntlips. Meanwhile, I was slowly stroking my cock, lubricated by my copious pre-cum. We each kept an eye in the side mirrors so we could stop our play when people got too close. Once, we were too slow as some guy thumped the door of the car as he passed and gave us a bit of a leering look. Still, the crowd was forcing us both into stop-and-start edging and our excitement grew.
Alison moaned, “This is so good! I’m gonna cum!” Looking into my eyes she did, groaning out her satisfaction as she ground her pussy against her hand. I opened my shirt and frantically began my final strokes. I couldn’t have stopped even if a cop walked by. My wet cock exploded several creamy ropes all over my chest and stomach and I couldn’t stop myself from crying out in pleasure as Alison excitedly watched me shoot off. After we came down a bit, she handed me her panties and told me to wipe up the cummy mess. I did and handed them back to her. She opened the door and threw them under the car. We settled down for the second fireworks display of the evening.
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