View Full Version : "Road Trip" with Jennifer Hawkins

08-24-2016, 01:25 PM
With Jennifer Hawkins
Written by TPG
CODES: MF, blowjob, handjob, public, deep-throat, gagging, anal, dirty talk, mutual masturbation
DISCLAIMER: This FICTIONAL story was written for entertainment purposes only

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Despite only meeting Jennifer Hawkins on two previous occasions, no one could deny the chemistry between us, which is precisely why her husband had called up the office and arranged for another driver to escort her around Sydney during her MYER appearances.

Even though I was guttered by the incident, I busied myself with work and tried to put the entire shameful affair behind me, until a few months later when I was asked to fill in for a sick friend, who as it turned out had been tasked with picking Jen up from Newcastle and driving her down to Sydney for the weekend.

Of course Jake and my supervisor were completely unaware of this development, otherwise I probably would have been fired. But as luck would have it, not only did Jen agree NOT to say anything, but she found the whole set of circumstances rather amusing.

"Where have you been the last few months?" she smiled. "Why didn't you call me or something, I missed you."

"I was simply following protocol." I shrugged.

"Screw protocol. We had fun the last time we hung out, didn't we?"

It was true. In fact spending the afternoon with the leggy blonde was one of the highlights of my security career.

"oh-well, whatever. This road trip is going to be fun." she added as I walked her to the car, ahead of our two hour drive to Sydney.

As expected it didn't take long for Jen and I to get re-acquainted and catch up on old times. In fact I found myself sneaking glances at the six-foot-tall model as she shifted beside me in her seat and brushed her thighs together during the trip.

"Yeah, business is going well." she said while discussing her latest lingerie line. "Although Jake still finds it funny that I run a successful clothing line, despite the fact that I still sleep naked. Heck, I barely wear underwear anymore much less lingerie."

The expression on my face must have been telling cause she laughed out loud.

"I know right, not what you were expecting to hear."

My eyes immediately roamed over her body as I admired her current state of dress, consisting of a tight white tank top and black stretchy Lycra pants which almost seemed painted on. The fact that she might be totally naked underneath caused my cock to twitch with excitement.

"—and in case you're wondering," she added. "No, I'm not wearing any undies right now."


"I'm just free-balling it baby!" she giggled at her own humor.

"Good to know."

For the next couple of minutes our conversation crossed several topics. We mostly swapped war stories from our high school days and laughed about celebrity gossip and news.

When a long gap in conversation finally arose it didn't feel awkward at all, but rather natural. Heck, it almost felt like we were a genuine couple just taking a long leisurely drive out to the country.

We just seemed super comfortable with each other.

"You know, I never did get to thank you for saving my life last year." she stated.

"Ha. I wouldn't go that far."

"What do you mean? ...that guy was a real psycho!"

"I was just doing my job."

"I know but, it was really scary and if you weren't around I don't know what would have happened."

"I'm sure Jake would have intervened."

We both stopped to look at each other and laughed out loud.

"Yeah-right. Jake might be a few things, but he ain't a hero."

"I suppose. I'm just glad you're safe and sound and doing your thing."

"Well, I feel like I need to thank you for rescuing me." she insisted. "So decide now."

I gave her a sidewards glance.


"On how you want me to thank you, be it dinner or a prezi, or in some other way?"

"You don't have to do that," I told her. "It's not a big deal. Besides I enjoy your company."

"Still. I feel like I owe you. Like I should do something special."

We spent the next few minutes bickering back and forth about how she could thank me, with my only suggestion being that she could offer to pay for lunch and petrol on the way to Sydney.

Amusingly enough this didn't seem to satisfy her, and a mile or two later I felt my blood run cold when I looked over to see her licking her lips while contemplating something.

"Nope, that just won't do." she said. "—but I think I have an idea."

I almost jumped out of my skin when she reached over and placed her hand on my knee, particularly since all I had on was a pair of polyester pants, causing an electric current to surge up my spine.

"Err. What exactly did you have in mind?"

"I was just thinking how I never got a chance to really express my gratitude."

"I thought you did, by having Jake re-assign me?" I quipped back, taking a dig.

"That was just a misunderstanding. I had nothing to do with it."


"Well at least let me try to make it up to you?"

As Jen spoke I felt her drag her nails along the inside of my leg and finally squeeze the obvious erection in my pants.


"So do you want your present now, or later when we stop somewhere?"

I swallowed hard.

"Why wait. Give it to me now."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

That being said, Hawko reached up to unzip my pants as I almost felt lightheaded.

I tried to focus on the road, the steering wheel, the mirrors, anything but the fact that one of the hottest models on the planet was apparently offering to give me a hand job as I drove her home to her husband in Sydney.

"Err—Jen," I began to panic. "This might be a little dangerous."

"I suppose I at least owe you this," she grinned as she reached in to fish out my cock.

At this point I honestly thought I had entered some kind of Twilight Zone. Things like this almost never happened to me, or anyone I knew for that matter.

"Wow. You've got a really nice dick," she quipped while grasping then stroking it in her hand. "This shouldn't take long."

I was doing everything I could to keep my focus on the road ahead, as Jennifer Hawkins now jacked me off in the driver's seat.

"—this is crazy." I snickered, still trying to come to terms with what was happening. "We're going to get into an car accident."

"Yeah but, it'd be so worth it wouldn't it?" she whispered hotly in my ear. "You can't tell me that doesn't feel good?"

To her credit, the woman sure knew how to stroke a cock and kept mixing up her technique.

At times she would stroke me up and down in her fist, while on other occasions she'd simply massage my bell-end with the tips of her fingers, and tease me until I was squirming in my seat. In fact her touch felt so good, I soon feared I was going to cum prematurely which wasn't lost on her.

"Oops. Looks like someone's about ready to pop," she giggled, referring to the pre-cum which leaked out the tip.

I don't mind admitting that I felt a little embarrassed by this, and was just about to make a witty remark when Jen stopped me dead in my tracks with her next comment.

"Mind if I taste it?"

At first I assumed that she merely meant licking her fingers, but before I knew it I watched her unbuckle her seat belt and drop her head in my lap, taking the tip of my sword into her mouth!

I just about shit the bed. (expression)

"f-f-fuck," I gasped with surprise, while fighting to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head.

Jennifer pulled her mouth off me long enough to remark that I was more than welcome to put my hand on the back of her head as she serviced me. I responded in kind, placing one hand on her head while I kept the other on the steering wheel above her.

As the MYER spokeswoman proceeded to blow me in earnest, more pre-cum leaked out causing her to moan around my cock.

"Mmmm," she purred as she savored the salty taste and licked her way from the base to the tip.

She took my boner out of her mouth and proceeded to plant soft, gentle kisses along its length, watching it throb and pulsate to her touch. With every kiss of her lips my body shuddered, as I suddenly feared I was going to send the car careening off the road.

"God-damn you're good at that," I told her.

"I know right," she answered smugly. "Jake literally begs me to blow him all the time, but I only do it on special occasions."

I then felt myself tense up when she dragged her tongue lower and gave my nuts a thorough soaking, kissing and bathing them in her warm spit. This had always been an extremely sensitive spot for me, and I couldn't help but groan out loud as I felt her massage my balls with the length of her tongue.

"Ah. Stop teasing me and blow me!"

"Mmm," she said looking up. "I like the tone in your voice. Tell me what you want. Make me do it."

"okay then, suck my cock Jen!"

"Yes, sir."

Up to that point Hawko had been sucking me with great care and sensitivity, but when she sensed how eager I was to cum she picked up the pace considerably and I didn't stand a chance.

It was at this point that she crawled up onto her seat so that she was on all fours. It looked incredibly uncomfortable, but it was unbelievably sexy, particularly in her current casual gym attire.

"Mmm, watch this." she whispered as she went all the way down on me, deep-throating my pole until all that was visible was a tangle of pubic hair mashed against her lips.

She gagged as it filled her throat and then retreated, choking back a cough before repeating the action until she had trained herself to suppress the gag reflex. My fingers clutched her hair tightly as she face-fucked me, milking the shaft with a firm grip.

"Are you still watching?" she boasted, taking a breather and raising her eyes to find me glaring down at her.

All I could do was watch in disbelief as Jen took me deep into her mouth again, and timed her energetic sucking to the encouragement of my hands. A little light pressure on the back of her head prompted her to bury my dick inside her face, while a tug on her hair triggered an abrupt withdrawal.

I was now in control, and under my guidance the face-fucking increased in tempo until Jennifer was bobbing up and down as fast as she was capable of, then when she could take it no more she wrenched her head away to gasp in some air, allowing a mouthful of trapped saliva to drool out over my shaft and trickle down across my balls.

I'd never seen, much less been treated to such a wanton display of cock-sucking in all my life.

"You like that?" she murmured seductively, while licking around the base of my glans with her long tongue.

"Fucking-hell, Jen." I answered in a whimper.

"This is nothing," she told me. "I haven't even started yet."

Hawko sucked me deep into her mouth again and gently scraped her teeth along my shaft. She began bobbing her head more rapidly as the entire cabin filled with the sound of my moans and the lewd, liquid slurping of her enthusiastic fellatio, my cock as hard as a rod of steel as I plunged it between her warm, wet, noisy lips.

"Mmmpphhff," she murmured around my slick penis. "—you're so fucking hard right now."

As such, I found that I couldn't hold back any longer and gripped her hair tight, indicating that I was going to blow. But Jen just seemed to make matters worse and intensified her cock-sucking, her cheeks hollowing with the power of the suction that she was torturing me with.

She tightened her fist around the thick root and urgently began to stroke my shaft, tugging at the skin in synchronization with the suction of her lips and the frenzied thrusts of my hips.

"Come on, cum for me."

"oh shit, oh shit. I'm gunna cum!" I gasped, giving her advanced warning of what was about to happen.

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I cried out loud as the first spurt of jism exploded out of the tip and splattered against the roof of her mouth. Jen stopped sucking and just held me there inside her mouth, her right hand frantically jacking me off to milk every last drop of cum out of my rapidly draining balls.

Suddenly thick ropes of spunk sprayed into the back of her throat, each shot heralded with another guttural cry of ecstasy as it gushed between her waiting lips, causing her to gag briefly before swallowing it down without much fuss.

I felt like I had ejaculated a river into Jennifer's suckling mouth, and slumped back in the seat as she gulped hard and separated from my cock with a final tender kiss, my eyes partially unfocused on the road as she emerged back in her seat, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.

"Jesus Christ," I stammered. "That was unexpected."

"—but good, right?"

"Holy shit, Jen. That was incredible." I said as she settled herself sideways in the passenger seat.

"Thanks," she winked.

"That was so good I think I'm going to have to thank you in a similar fashion." I breathed.

"Do you mean that?"

I looked over to see a serious look on her face.


"oh goody, find a place to stop." she said while reaching up to tie her hair back.


I then watched spellbound as the leggy model got up and climbed between the front seats to shift a few things around in the back, and ultimately placed the backseats down into a folded position, creating a make-shift bed.

"Just find a place to park, and get your ass back here." she said.

I didn't need to be asked twice, and rushed to find a safe place to pull off the highway and find a dirt road.

By the time I found an exit and a private area to stop, I switched off the engine and looked back to see the stunning model was already naked in the backseat, urgently playing with herself.


"So are you just going to sit there and watch, or what?" she teased while rubbing her flawless cunt.

Despite the invitation I couldn't help but stop and marvel at the scene before me, watching the onetime Miss Universe masturbate in the back of the window-tinted Land Rover.

"Fuck, oh-fuck oh-fuck!" she cussed while grinding her cunt harshly against her fingers. "Get over here already!"

Just watching her like this made me hard as granite, and before I knew what I was doing I ripped off my pants and literally lunged between her thighs, fisting my cock just inches away from her neatly-trimmed pussy.

I don't think I even waited for her permission as I guided the head of my tool against her glistening sex, and pushed in.

"Yeah, stick that cock - ohh - inside me!" she hissed, before finding her cunt ruthlessly speared by me.

Her brilliant blue eyes shot open as her cunt was slowly stretched apart by the incursion, my cock pushing deep inside her in one smooth, lubricated stroke.

Despite wanting to fuck the living daylights out of her, I found myself making love to her slowly, each inward thrust of my hips driving my cock in just a little deeper as she looked down and watched the rigid shaft steadily disappear inside her body.

"ugh-god, that looks so fucking hot." she bemoaned.

I couldn't believe how good she felt wrapped snugly around my love muscle, as her fingers soon clawed at my biceps.

As the movement of my hips slowed to a crawl, the entire length of my cock was embedded inside her, my nuts resting warmly against the crack of her ass. I stopped for a moment to catch my breath and reveled in the sensation of being inside her, literally balls deep inside the onetime Miss Indy finalist.

"Ugh. Why'd you stop? Keep going!" she urged, as I began to withdraw.

She shuddered at the exquisite feel of my cock slowly vacating her stretched cunt, then yelped out as I suddenly RAMMED it home again, causing my heavy nuts to slap against her ass.

"UGH! Fuck. Yes," Jen grunted through gritted teeth. "UGH! Again. Harder! ...just like that."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah-UGH! Fuck." she glared back at me with each concussion. "—harder!"

"You like that? You like getting FUCKED by the side of the highway, like some cheap slut?"

"UGH! Don't stop, please." she begged. "Don't you dare. I need it. I need it bad!"

Noting the urgency in her voice, I pulled out of her gaping hole and proceeded to smack the head of my cock against her slimy mound, causing the model to moan out loud and shudder beneath me.

"ah-god. That's going to make me cum."

"That's the idea," I grinned. "Show me Jen. Show me how you play with your cunt."

Jennifer did as I asked, and immediately proceeded to play with her pussy as I jacked off above her, stilled nestled between her long smooth legs. It was at this point that she spread her knees even farther apart, permitting me to look down and admire her sweet little bunghole which twitch with anticipation.

"Good. Keep playing like that. Rub that pretty little cunt."

"Fuck. I can't keep this up," she panted while stroking her clit. "I'm going to make myself cum."

I took this opportunity to grind the head of my cock along the length of her shiny-wet lips, smearing her juices all over her pussy as she continued to rub her clit in rapid succession.


"Just keep playing for me. I'll tell you when you can stop."

"Please, fuck me." Hawkins begged. "Fuck me before I lose my mind!"

"Lick your fingers," I instructed. "Good. Now put as much spit on them as you can and rub your clit again."

At this point the poor girl was so worked up that she literally slobbered all over herself, leaving a long drool of spit reaching from her chin to her pussy.

"Ah. This is so unfair," she almost sobbed with frustration. "I let you cum earlier, remember?"

I responded to this comment by reaching down and gently probing a single finger around her tiny asshole, before letting the tip gently disappear inside. The expression on her face was priceless, her eyes growing to the size if saucers.

"Please, I can't keep this up."

"Hmm. Ever been fucked in the ass before?"

Jen didn't answer but I soon realized that she wasn't a stranger to anal play, judging by how willing her ass appeared to be. In fact I soon added a second digit to the first and now speared two fingers in and out of her tight sphincter while she rubbed her cunt promptly.

"Ugh-God. Fuck."

"I want your ass, Jen." I told her in no uncertain terms. "Let me fuck you in the ass."

"Ah, we can't."

"You want to get fucked don't you?" I pointed out. "This way we both get what we want."

The panting model didn't object as I shuffled forward and carefully placed the head of my cock against her twitching bunghole, and slowly impaled her.

"oh-god. I can't believe I'm letting you - ooh - do this."

"What am I doing, Jen?" I smirked. "Tell me. Play with your cunt and tell me what I'm doing right now."

"—you're in my ass. Ugh. You're fucking my ass."

I screwed her slowly at first, withdrawing no more than half of my length on the out-stroke, leaving about four inches or so buried in her butt before sliding the remaining meat back into her derriere.

My face hovered above hers, gazing down into her blue eyes as I drilled her continuously.

"ohhh," she cooed continually as I pinned her knees back and began to fuck her like I meant it, like she wanted it, making her moan even louder as my cock speared in and out of her gripping shit-pipe.

With my hands placed on both of her long legs, I used her ass like my own person fuck-toy. Her entire body quivered at the force of my thrusts, the slam of my hips against the insides of her fleshy, wide spread thighs made her pert breasts jiggle beneath me.

"oh-shit, fuck, oh-god!" she cussed as I took her ass.

"Keep rubbing your cunt while I fuck you."

She responded by not only pulling me into a kiss, but sucking my tongue into her mouth, her cunt gushing uncontrollably as my meaty staff stabbed in and out of her backdoor.

Hawkins hissed as she sensed my impending climax, and possibly realized for the first time that neither one of us were using any form of protection or birth control.

"shit, cum over me baby!" she moaned. "cum all over my body."

I suddenly stood upright between her spread legs, and grabbing her hips with both hands, fucked her within an inch of her life, making her wail out loud.

As I glanced down between us, watching her take my thick hard cock into her magnificent ass, I knew there was no way I could hold back any longer, and I literally gave her another three or four thrusts before I came - letting fly with my second load of the day.


Jennifer's eyes widened as the first spurt of spunk exploded forcefully from the tip and arced over her belly, spattering wetly across her neck and chest. I grunted again as a second, equally remarkable spurt jetted into the air and landed across her hips and belly, covering the 32-year-old supermodel in hot sticky jism.

She simply lay there panting as she slid her hands across her slender belly, through the puddles of cum, and slipped two fingers down between her inflamed lips, massaging the sticky substance into her sex.

My spent cock dangled between my legs as I admired my handwork, noting how good she looked in that utterly delicious mess - hair disheveled, glistening in sweat, with a trail of thick, creamy spunk decorating her long limber frame.

She looked absolutely incredible.

"So I assume this was a onetime deal?" I quipped while leaning over to peck her lightly on the lips.

Amusingly enough it was this same innocent kiss which quickly descended into a hungry tangle of tongues before we finally pulled back from each other and grinned.

"I dunno," she shrugged. "That was pretty intense, but you're probably right. I've never cheated on Jake before, until now."

I tried not to show my disappointment but the encounter had been so much more than I ever anticipated, and despite my feelings I knew that I had no right to be upset. After all I was apparently the only man who had had her outside her husband in 15+ years.

"Besides, I don't know if the Land Rover could take another battering like that," she added while searching around for her clothes.

"The Land Rover, or your ass?" I chuckled.

The look on her face was priceless, as she clearly wasn't impressed by the suggestion.

"I still can't believe I let you do that."

"I didn't hear you complain earlier."

"I know but, that's literally the second time I've ever had anal sex."

"You could have fooled me," I snickered, while flicking the sweat from my brow.

"Damn it, where did I put my shirt!" she whined while looking around the floor of the vehicle.

I simply sat there watching her as she attempted to get dressed, still trying to come to terms with the fact that not only had I just fucked a onetime Miss Australia, but had drilled her in the ass no less.

"What?" she finally said when she noticed me staring.

"I was just thinking. You're going to need a ride back to Newcastle in a few days, right?"

Jennifer couldn't help but smile at the implication.

"I suppose I am."

"Well then maybe we can do this again, have ourselves a repeat performance?"

"Err. I dunno about that. Jake might be joining us on the way back."

"Well I guess we'll just have to be more discrete about it then."

"You're insane," she laughed nervously.

"Yeah, insane about this butt." I said patting her on the arse.

"And what makes you think I'd let you take my ass again?"

"Who's going to stop me, Jen?"