“Look, all I need is a lift. My car got towed, what do you want me to do? Walk home? Get your ass over here.”
>You lean back, swapping the phone between your hands.
“What do you mean you’re busy? What am I supposed to do? You gotta be kidding me.”
>The line goes dead as your friend hangs up.
“Motherfucker.”
>The one time you needed him.
>Great.
>Taking a deep breath, you shift the weight of the stuff on your back and head off.
>Something stops you though.
>A loud honking.
>You turn around to find the source.
>It’s that weird girl from school.
>The one that never talks and is always listening to music.
>Her car is parked on the curb.
>She motions for you to get in.
“Who, me?”
>She flashes a smile, and nods.
“Huh.”
>Tentatively, you approach her.
>The car is odd, certainly, but it’s not bad.
>And she is offering.
>What’s the harm?
>Leaning into the car, you lock eyes with her.
“You sure about this, Blues?”
>She’s quiet for a moment, before nodding and looking away.
>”Vinyl.” 
“Alright, Vinyl. Cool. I just need a quick lift home, no problem?”
>She nods again.
>Swinging the door open, you settle into the passenger side.
>Music blares into your ears as Vinyl turns the radio back on.
>The seat is surprisingly comfortable, so you lean back.
“So you’re a big fan of this whole 90’s techno, eh?”
>She doesn’t reply.
>Instead, she points to a small sign she has on the dashboard.
>”Do not disturb the driver.”
>Ah, that was fine. You could make small talk with yourself.
 
>After a couple of minutes, you begin to notice something odd.
>Vinyl is driving you out of town.
>You hardly recognize most of the buildings around here.
“Hey Vinyl, are you sure you’re heading the right way?”
>She swallows loudly.
“Vinyl?”
>”Shortcut.”
“It’s a shortcut?”
>She nods.
>Ah.
>Well, at least that settled your fears a little.
>Especially now that you were completely out of town.
>Still, it wasn’t too bad.
>The sun on your face, the wind in your hair.
>Vinyl is looking nice as well.
>Her shirt is rolled up, showing her midriff and revealing a set of clearly defined abs. Sweat was dripping down them, making them shine slightly in the sun.
>Above them, a hint of underboob.
>Below them, some tight purple leggings barely holding in her thighs.
>Maybe it’s the light, but they even seem a little we--
>You hastily look back up when clicks her fingers at you.
>Though she seems…nervous.
“You alright, Vinyl?”
>She glances over at you, nodding quickly.
“I’m just asking cause you’re sweating a lot.”
>”Hot. Yo—It’s hot.”
>She moves a hand up to cover her face, but you think she’s blushing.
>You guess she was just sensitive to the sun or something.
>Resting, you stare into the sky.
>Vinyl slowly comes to a complete stop on the side of the road.
>You stare at her as she pulls the handbrake.
>You’re in the middle of nowhere.
“Vinyl…where are we?” You ask slowly.
 
>The sound of her seatbelt unclasping snaps your attention to her.
“What, you’re kidnapping me in a car without a roof?”
>She just gives you a smile.
>But not a gentle one.
>This one was hungry.
>”Not…exactly.”
>Sliding over, she climbs onto your lap.
>Presses her crotch against yours.
>You try to move, but she quickly clenches her legs, pinning you in place.
>You bring your hands up to try and move her, but she grabs them as well.
>Using her leverage, she forces them back against the seat.
>Whipping her head back, you watch as the momentum pulls the glasses off her eyes and onto her head.
>She’s got very beautiful [spoiler]red[/spoiler] eyes.
>Staring into them, she matches your gaze.
>There’s a hint of uncertainty in them, before she swallows it and dives forward.
>Her lips lock with yours, sending a spasm through your arms as they involuntarily move to push her off.
>And fail, of course.
>Her tongue is aggressive, forcing itself into your throat.
>It tastes sweet.
>Whenever yours moves to stop it, she pushes it back into the bottom of your mouth, or tries to wrap hers around it.
>She’s doing her best to explore every inch of your mouth.
>Hastily, she pulls back for a breath of air, and goes back in.
>There’s nothing you can do but let her.
>The pressure on your sides lessens as Vinyl begins to slide her body up and down your leg.
>Humping you.
>She leaves a trail behind her.
>Your pants are already growing damp, and the thought of how wet hers must already be causes a tightness in your pants.
>With a lewd moan, Vinyl suddenly pulls herself off of you.
>She releases your arms, but you don’t fight back.
>Maybe you should, but you wanna see where this is going.
>Can’t rape the willing.
 
>She stands up, putting her leg up on the door.
>Her crotch is pressed right up against your face.
>Slowly, she runs a finger around the rim of her pants, before pulling them down.
>Her pussy is so wet that a line of juice chases them down.
>The needy, burning smell of it overpowers you.
>Vinyl bites her lips.
>“Now this…this is what…here’s what’s happening.”
>She’s stammering.
>Maybe that’s why she doesn’t talk so much?
>”You…you’re gonna eat me out like a good little boy, okay? And…and if you’re lu-lucky, I might, MIGHT, return the favour. Don’t struggle so much.”
>You’d have replied, but she didn’t even wait for a response.
>She’s upon you immediately.
>She smells like a mix of musk and sweat.
>Your head is pressed against the seat, so you can’t escape.
>With no other choice, you run your tongue along her pussy.
>The juices cover your tongue heavily.
>Vinyl moans, and presses harder.
>Breathing through your nose, you get to work exploring her folds.
>You make sure to do it slowly.
>To build her up.
>Once or twice, you stab into her with her tongue, or brush against her clit, eliciting a moan.
>The noise alone is making you ooze pre-cum.
>She’s practically humping your face at this point.
>And then, she reaches down and grabs your nose.
>You panic as your air supply is cut off and try to move away.
>But she’s got you trapped between her thighs.
>”You wanna breathe? Fin—Finish the job.”
>Switching into high gear, you go all out.
>Enough teasing, now you just want to get her off.
>You reach as far into her as you can, pulling back only to target her clit.
>She can’t handle it for long.
>Her legs shake, and she screams into the air as your mouth is filled with her fluids.
>She still hasn’t pulled back, so you can only swallow it.
>Eventually, she steps back, and you take a breath of glorious air.
 
>Even with your best efforts, your face is still sticky.
>Panting, Vinyl climbs back into the driver’s seat.
>She swallows several times before reaching down and turning the car back on.
>You just stare at her, dick throbbing.
>She acts coy, smiling.
>”Oh, n—need something?”
>You take a deep, pained breath.
>Your balls are basically turning blue.
>”Feeling a little…are you hot and bothered?”
“Yes.”
>She wipes her brow.
>”Good. May—maybe you know how I…what I feel now.”
“Excuse me?”
>”Have…having to watch you all day. Going home needy. Shit dude, you’re so…hot.”
>She nearly breaths the last word out.
“Is that why you’re doing this?”
>She nods, blushing again.
>The sight is a little cute.
>She has no pants on, but is embarrassed by talking to you.
>You shrug.
“You didn’t have to kidnap me. You could have just asked.”
>”M—me? The stuttering wreck? Ask you? Are you…you’re kidding?”
>Well, when she puts it like that.
>Still…
“You know, we don’t have to end here.”
>Slowly, you unzip your pants.
>Pull down your underwear.
>Your cock springs out, hard as a rock.
>Vinyl just stares at it, mesmerized.
“It’s only fair.”
>Vinyl swallows nervously.
>She’s blushing harder, the deep red nearly matching her eyes.
>O—Okay. But we’re doing this right, get out of the car. I…don’t want cum stains on my seats.”
>You push the door open, stepping out.
>Vinyl does the same on her side, but stops to remove her shirt.
>Her tits aren’t fantastic, but she’s not a board either.
>They’re modest. Perky.
>She notices your cock bob as you see her.
>She licks her lips and crouches down.
>You lean against her car as she inches closer.
 
>She lines her mouth up with your cock.
>”I’ve never…this isn’t something I’ve done before. So if… so when I screw up, please don’t… you won’t get mad, right?
>It’s a fucking blowjob.
>How can you fuck it up?
>Gently, you give her a nod.
>She takes your cock in her mouth, balancing it on her tongue.
>Before trying to go straight for the hilt.
>Her throat stops her halfway, and she gags loudly.
>On instinct, she pulls out and starts coughing and gasping.
>”Okay. Slow. Slowly.”
>This time, she sticks her tongue out, and licks the tip.
>She keeps it there, and slowly moves down your length.
>Her tongue runs along your cock.
>It feels heavenly.
>On a whim, she rubs her cheek against it, smearing her own spit across her face.
>Returning to the tip, she glances up at you with her beautiful red eyes.
>She winks, and then tries to swallow you again.
>She bobs on the top, only taking in an inch at a time.
>Luckily, her tongue sticks out of her mouth, covering slightly more ground.
>Slowly, more and more cock disappears into her throat.
>You can see it poking out.
>The cold of the air being replaced by the warm chasm of her mouth is incredible.
>Finally, with another loud gag, she reaches your crotch.
>Confident she can take it, Vinyl begins to move faster.
>The lewd sounds of her moaning and actions are bringing you to the brink.
>Looking down, you can see her fingering herself just as hard.
>Then you’re struck by an idea.
>You grab the back of her head, holding her in place.
>She tries to pull herself off to breathe, but you don’t let her.
“You wanna breathe? Better finish the job.”
>She shoots a death glare at you, but sucks harder.
>Her tongue swirls around your entire length.
>She cums first, screaming into your cock, which pushes you over the edge as well.
>You fire so much cum into her mouth that it shoots out her nose.
>Content, you release her to take a pained, struggling breath.
 
>She doesn’t move for a moment, just breathing.
>Before she wipes the cum off of her face and licks it off her fingers.
>”You taste…this is delicious.”
>She pushes herself back to her feet.
>Turning around, you pull the door to her car open.
>Or try to, at least.
>Vinyl rushes between the two of you, slamming it shut again.
>”Not finished. Horny again. Fuck, you’re…”
>Wordless, she grabs your cock.
>Her hand is soft, but tight.
>Instead of fucking you there and then though, she drags you cock first away from the car.
>”Got an idea.” Is all she says. “Always wanted to try this.”
>She throws you to the ground, and returns to her car.
>Turns the music up.
>Pushes a button, even turns the entire thing into a speaker system.
>It’s a very, very fast paced song.
>Very techno.
>And then returns to you.
>”You’re gonna fuck…we’re gonna fuck in time with the music, okay? No pussy shit…this is anal. Don’t fuck this up.”
>She climbs on top of you, perching above your cock like a bird of prey.
>You reach upward and grab her tits.
>Run a thumb along her nipples, kneading them.
>The stimulation causes her to reach down and start kissing again.
>The music is loud, drilling into you mind and chasing away any other thoughts.
>Vinyl is simply waiting for the right moment.
>You think you know when it is.
>When everything’s finished building up.
>When Vinyl’s reached her pitch.
>When you’ve reached your pitch.
>When the music can’t climb any higher.
>The drop.
 
>Vinyl brings her entire body down on your cock.
>The sudden change instantly shoots new life into your dick.
>She’s so warm, and it’s so incredibly tight.
>Vinyl looks a little uncomfortable, but the clear amount of pleasure on her face as well overpowers it.
>On instinct, you thrust upward.
>Vinyl gasps as you reach deep into her body, one of her hands running to her pussy at the same time.
>She bites her lip, before the music snaps her back to attention.
>”Faster. We need…faster.”
>Taking a moment to feel the beat, you thrust faster.
>The music is so incredibly loud; you can literally feel the vibrations around you.
>Running through you.
>Vinyl grips your dick with every movement.
>Pushing against you in all the right places.
>Vinyl’s tongue is lolling out of her mouth.
>Eyes staring upwards at nothing.
>She swoops down for a kiss, before returning to her panting.
>Her breath is hot.
>”Faster. We’re still not…the music is faster.”
>You take a deep breath and grab her thighs.
>They fill your hands.
>You begin to throw everything you have at her.
>Physically pulling her down on your dick and thrusting her back up.
>She cums without warning, spewing juice all over your body.
>Her once furious strength diminishes as she calms down, but you don’t stop.
>You’re too close to stop.
>With one final thrust, you go deeper than ever before.
>Your dick twitches, and your balls contract as you shoot your spunk inside her.
>And then she collapses on top of you, not even bothering to get off your dick.
>Her sweaty, toned body pressed against you feels…right.
>So you simply sit there, listening to the music while she gathers her strength again.
Eventually, she stands back up.
>”Stay here.”
>She retreats back to the car, and comes back a moment later.
>There are condoms in her hands, and strange pills.
>”Viagra. You’re not done until I say you’re done.”
>Oh.
>Looks like you were gonna have a long day.
 
>You woke up to someone poking you.
>It looks like Vinyl had called your friend to come pick you up.
>You remember passing out at some point.
>Sometime around the tenth and twentieth time you’d cum.
>You didn’t regret a single one though.
>You’re covered in fluids.
>Some are yours, since Vinyl stopped licking them off you halfway through.
>Some are Vinyl’s, since that much was obvious.
>You felt sticky, sore, worn out and drained.
>That damn semen demon had sucked you dry.
>Looking up, you hastily move to cover your dick.
>Vinyl hadn’t even bothered to put your pants back on.
>She, and her car, was nowhere to be seen.
>Bitch had left you here.
>Standing up and groaning as your muscles protested, you quickly tracked down your pants and slipped them on.
>They were dirty, but so were you, so there was no problem.
>There was something in your pocket though.
>You pull out the scrap of paper.
>There’s a phone number written on it, and some words, along with a musical note.
>”Call me. Please. Vinyl Scratch.”
>You smile, despite yourself.
>You might need a moment to recuperate, but that was definitely something you could do.