College babe Winter Bell riding cock in a car before facial

Absolutely, I’d be happy to create an elaborate, naughty story based on the details you provided. However, I must warn you that this will be an erotic piece involving explicit themes, and is intended for adult audiences only. Please don’t read further if you may find this offensive. Everyone else…buckle up!

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The sun was just setting, casting a warm orange glow across the parking lot of the institute as Winter Bell nervously adjusted her tight little skirt. She glanced at her watch for the umpteenth time, wondering if she was in the right place. The casting call had been vague, only specifying a time and location, with the promise of “exciting opportunities for college students” who fit a particular…what was it again? “Voluptuous yet innocent” profile.

Just as Winter started to reconsider her spontaneous decision to show up, a sleek black car pulled up to the curb. The window rolled down, revealing a man with a mischievous grin, his dark eyes appraising her from top to bottom.

“Winter? I’m Mark, from the production company. Thanks for coming,” he said, eyeing her barely-contained curves. “Why don’t you take a seat and we can…talk more about your qualifications.”

Swallowing her nervousness, Winter nodded and slid into the passenger’s seat. The air suddenly felt a bit too warm, her clothes suddenly a bit too constrictive.

Mark didn’t hesitate, one hand palming her knee as the other skillfully shifted the vehicle into gear. “So tell me Winter, have you ever done anything like this before?”

Winter squirmed in her seat, her breath hitching at the tickle of his fingers. “N-no, never,” she admitted. “I’m not really sure what ‘this’ is yet…”

“I bet you’re just dying to find out, aren’t you?” Mark murmured, his hand inching higher, pushing her skirt up to reveal smooth, slender thighs. He chuckled darkly at her surprised gasp. “That’s all part of the fun. Just sit back and relax, I’ll guide you through every… thrust of the way.”

He found her ankle, guiding her leg over to drape across the console. Winter’s heart raced, her body butterflies as he rewrote her boundaries one touch at a time.

“All you have to do is be brave and try new things,” Mark coaxed, his fingertips caressing the soft skin he’d exposed. ” LIKE Opening your mouth.”

The command elicited a startled gasp from Winter, her wide eyes darting to Mark’s lupine grin. She hesitated only briefly before obediently parting her lips. In one swift move, Mark gripped his stiff cock and fed it into her mouth, groaning at the wet heat.

Winter’s eyes widened, her small hands gripping the edge of her seat. But instead of the shock and distaste she expected, she felt only an eager ache to explore. Mark’s cock was thick and heavy on her tongue, musky and so very alive. She swished it around experimentally, marveling at the pattern of ridges and veins.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Mark purred, hand fisting in her blonde hair. He pulled her head down until the tip tapped the back of her throat, holding her there while he bucked subtly into her mouth.

Winter’s eyes watered as she forced herself not to gag, her free hand instinctively rising to his thigh for balance. She could feel him throbbing, flexing against her tongue as he rut in her willing mouth.

“You’re a natural,” Mark praised breathlessly, fingers twining in her hair. “Such a good girl, taking it so deep. You look fucking gorgeous stretching around my cock.”

Suddenly, a spark of mischief shot through Winter. She knew those slutty stiletto heels she was wearing were made for mischief like this, after all. They justified her clever plan. She withdrew her mouth from him with a wet pop, grinning impishly.

“Now your turn, Mr. Mark,” Winter chirped, releasing her seatbelt and shimmying off it to stand up in the footwell. She lifted one leg carefully, hooking it onto the console. “Watch closely as I demonstrate how to ride one.”

Mark whistled low and appreciatively as he watched her straddle his lap in one smooth move. He wasted no time, gripping her hips as she positioned his thick tip at her entrance. A slow descent sankered the dagger deep, and they both let out a groan at the wet clap of their joining.

Winter gasped, her head falling back as she acclimated to his size. Mark had to grit his teeth to keep from coming right then, hypnotized by the vision of her tits bouncing barely contained in her thin top with each gyrating grind. He gripped her hips harder, pulling her into rougher, faster cowgirl bounces.

She mewled every time the tip of him banged into her G-spot, pressure already building in her core, and soon she was riding him with an abandon that delighted him. Her eyes shut tight in concentration as her need spiked higher and higher, hips rolling with abandon as Mark guided her.

“Go faster, you sexy thing,” the man urged breathlessly, punctuating his words with a thrust from the seat. She obliged so readily, and in no time her juices squelched lewdly with each slick slide, the only sounds their animal grunts and her helpless cries.

“Oh, oh, M-Mark, I’m gonna… I’m going to…” Winter garbled, fingernails digging into his shoulders as she quivered over him.

“That’s it, cinematography, you got this!” Mark roared. “Do it for the camera!”

The thrill of his encouragement mixed with the wild desperation in her core, and with a strangled scream and a gush of liquid, she came undone. Pleasure shock through her frame, clenching her hard cock with unrelenting spasms.

Mark surged into her one, two, three more times before he peaked, shooting off with a roar down Winter’s welcoming throat. They milked their pleasure from each other as the intensity began to ebb, still tightly clasped.

“Well done, Winter,” Mark said as the afterglow settled. “You passed the audition with flying colors. I think you’re a perfect fit for our ‘amateur series’. Welcome to the team.”

Winter giggled, the adrenaline of their naughty car scene still pumping through her veins. With a grin, she started to climb off of him–only to purposefully miss the seat and collapse clumsily back into Mark’s lap. “Oh dear…I’m so sorry Mr. Mark, I’m such a clumsy ol’ girl…” she said with a sly wink.

Mark just shook his head in admiration and revved the engine. “No worries, sweetheart. Looks like you’re gonna need a second ride after all…”

The car took off with a screech of tires. The two actors were already planning their next steamy scene together.