The yellow Camaro sputtered and coughed, finally giving up the ghost off the shoulder of a desolate desert highway. Dust swirled around the car as it rolled to a stop, the only sound the ticking of the cooling engine.
Behind the wheel, you turn to Mikaela, an apologetic grimace on your face. "Sorry about this," you mumble, the familiar embarrassment of car trouble washing over you.
But Mikaela wasn't focused on the car. Her jaw was set, her eyes blazing with a fury that had nothing to do with your sudden roadside predicament. "I'm so done with him, Sam," she spat, her voice thick with anger. "He's the worst."
Ever the supportive friend, you nod along. "Yeah?"
"He sleeps around like it's nothing," she continues, her voice rising, "but if I even look at another guy, he loses his mind."
"Yeah," you echo, your eyes fixed on the endless expanse of desert ahead.
Suddenly, Mikaela's expression shifts. A mischievous glint appears in her eyes, and a sly smile plays on her lips. She turns to you, her voice now laced with excitement. "I have such a good idea," she says, leaning closer. "You wanna hear it?"
"Yeah," you respond, the word now automatic.
"How about we have some utterly filthy revenge sex?" she purred, her eyes sparkling.
"Yeah," you reply, the rhythm unbroken. Then, the words register. Your eyes widen in shock, your jaw slack. "Wait, what?!"
Mikaela's grin widens. "You can do to me all the things I never let him do," she explains, her voice a seductive whisper. "Oh my god, it will drive him CRAZY. What do you think? Will you do it?"
You sputter, a jumbled mess of syllables escaping your lips.
"Oh, come on, please, Sam?" she pleads, batting her eyelashes.
"Ah, wait, didn't he beat up the last guy he thought you made a flirtatious comment to?"
"Yeah," Mikaela admits, but then she reaches out, her hand gently caressing your bicep. "But you're big and strong," she says, her voice husky. "I'm sure you'll be okay. Come on, Sam."
She opens the car door, steps out, and waits for you. "Well?"
You remain frozen in your seat, torn between the undeniable allure of Mikaela and the very real possibility of death by her boyfriend.
"Mikaela, this is not a good idea. You know your boyfriend is a total psycho. In fact, this is a very very bad idea."
Mikaela rolls her eyes. She drags you out of the car, then grabs the water jug by the passenger seat. She unscrews the cap and pours the entire contents over her head, drenching her white t-shirt and hair.
The thin fabric clings to her curves, revealing no bra and leaving very little to the imagination.
"What were you saying about a bad idea?" she asks you.
Your breath hitches in your throat. You look at Mikaela, then at the endless desert, and finally back at her.
A sigh escapes your lips. "Well," you mutter to yourself, "if I'm going to die, what better way than this?"
You hang your head for a moment, say a prayer, then look up and say, "OK, I'll do it."
Mikaela smiles and says, "Then let's get started..."
She slowly unbuttons her denim cutoffs and shucks them off, revealing her perfectly shaved pussy, before then stripping off her wet shirt.
Your massive hardon is already hurting as it presses against your pants.
Mikaela then turns around and bends over the car.
The view of her tight slit and pink little asshole leave you totally transfixed.
She laughs and says, "Are you just going to look? Cuz it looks like you're about to bust your pants open."
You snap out of it and sheepishly fumble with your zipper as you walk up to her.
When you finally get it down, your full 10 inches of cock springs out, already glistening with precum.
Mikaela's jaw drops in entirely unfeigned surprise. "Wow. OK. Was not expecting that. You been holding out on me, Sam!"
She shimmies her butt back to rub her cunt against your cock, "Stop making me wait!"
You grab her firm ass and slide your cock between those lips, closing your eyes in the sheer ecstasy of being inside of her.
It's almost so comically ridiculous that you, of all people, are fucking Michaela, that you don't hear her at first.
"Plug my ass."
"I'm sorry, what?"
She moans as you thrust deep inside her again, then repeats, "Plug my ass - it's one the things I never let him do."
You're starting to question reality at this point, but you hear yourself say, "Yes, ma'am," and run your thumb over her puckered little butthole.
She arches her back in pleasure, and then gasps as you slide your thumb inside her ass while also burying your cock balls deep in her pussy.
Just 10 minutes ago you couldn't even believe she got into your car at all.
And now she's naked in front of you, bent over your camero, getting double stuffed by you.
It's all too much and you're almost about to climax right then and there.
"No!" she blurts out, and pushes you back, causing your cock to pop out of her.
"You can't blow your load yet." she says, a sly look on her face. "The best part is still to come."
She gingerly lays back on the hood of the car and puts her legs in a gorgeous V above her.
"It's time for the grand finale - what will really make him so insanely jealous he'll fucking blow a gasket."
"Or my brains out," you helpfully offer.
She makes a dismissive face and then looks hungrily at your cock, still standing at attention, glistening with a mix of pre-cum and vaginal juices.
"I want you to fuck me in the ass with that massive cock of yours, while choking me out."
OK, now you're convinced this is not, cannot, be reality, and that you must be tripping balls on acid or in some kind of amazingly realistic feeling dream.
"You heard me - don't just stand there. Fuck me in the ass and slowly choke me out, just the carotid arteries. But I want to be totally out by the end. Can you do that? Sam?"
Her voice sounds far away now. You look around you, at the cloudless blue sky, the rocky hills and endless road. And then back down at the most beautiful woman you've ever seen, and are ever likely to see, in your soon to be short life.
You sigh. It's a good day to die.
And with that, you get to fucking that gorgeous ass like it's the last thing you'll ever do (because it will be).
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Epilogue
You weren't surprised when you heard the bellow in the middle of the night.
"Sam! Oh Saaaam... Come out, come out, wherever you are."
The boyfriend.
Then the sound of a shotgun shot, ringing out.
"I have a little something for you, Sam. Come out and play..."
You hear the shotgun being reloaded.
Your cock is still aching from cumming harder than you've ever cum in your life.
Was it worth it?
The feeling of a warm hand enveloping your cock gives you your answer.
You look over, and Mikaela looks back at you with sleepy eyes. "Is that fucker here yet?"
Another gunshot rings out.
Apparently she didn't hear the first one, because a look of panic suddenly grips her.
But before you can say anything, you both hear a massive rev of an engine and a bright light floods in the window from down below.
Is that your camero?
You hear the boyfriend start to say, "What the fu--" before there's another massive engine rev and a squeal of tires, followed immediately by a sickening crunching sound.
You and Mikaela run to the window. Illuminated by the lights of your camero, you see the boyfriend splayed out on the pavement, clutching his shotgun, his head caved in on one side.
The headlight suddenly swivel up as if to look at you both and you get the distinct impression of a shrug, before the lights turn off and the car goes silent.
You feel Mikaela take your hand and squeeze it, before giving you a deep kiss, and leading you back to bed.
"Mikaela, shouldn't we call the poli..." you start to say.
But she waves you off, lays down on the bed, and bares her throat to you.
"Just one more time, Sam, while we still can..."
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