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STICK - Roni #4

It was another call from Roniıs mother.  Roni would be getting her driving permit and her parents wanted her to learn on a manual transmission.  They owned automatics only, although Roniıs dad lusted after a sports car probably as much as I lusted after Roni.  Roniıs mom told me that her daughter had told her I was a great driver and owned a manual transmission.  I agreed to give Roni a few lessons, to see if we made any progress.

The next week Roni came by for a lesson.  She wore a zip-up sweatshirt and sweatpants, hardly sexy duds.  I drove us to an empty parking lot in an industrial park.  ³Letıs start by giving a sense of timing and coordination,² I explained playing it straight.  I had Roni take hold of the shirt lever between our seats with her left hand.  On my verbal signal, Roni would shift to the next gear as I depressed the clutch pedal.  Soon we were zooming around the lot, shifting up and down as a team.  

³You know, Iıll be doing this with my right hand.  Canıt I get behind the wheel?² Roni asked. 

 I wasnıt ready to sit in the passenger seat while Roni took control of my vehicle.  

³What if I sit in your lap?² Roni asked.  

I remembered our interaction when Roni was driving the mouse during our Internet computer lesson and wondered if she was looking for the same thing this time.  I reluctantly agreed, just so I didnıt seem too easy.  My anticipatory smile gave me away.  I pushed my bucket seat as far back as it could go.  To make enough room, I had to slightly recline my seat as well.  Roni came around and climbed on top of me.  I held the stick with Roniıs right hand covering mine.  Her left hand covered mine on the wheel.  Roni put her feet on top of mine so she could get the feel of synchronizing her foot and arm motions.  Roni struggled to keep up with my feet, although her movements of the shift lever was fine.  As she wiggled and wobbled on my lap trying to get the pedal motion correct, I got aroused from her buttıs movements against my crotch.  

We came to a stop and I put the car in neutral, applied the hand brake and turned off the engine.  

³I was awful,² Roni exclaimed, turning partially towards me.  I caught a good wiff of her perfume, maybe it was her soap, or just how she smelled naturally, which added to my excitement.  

³No no, you handled the stick really well,² I was honest.  

³I can handle this one too,² she added as her hand moved between my legs and took firm hold of my erection.  

She raised up and I unzipped, helping my penis out of my pants.  Roni slid her sweatpants and panties to her upper thighs.  When she came back down, it was right on top of me.  

³You drive me,² she said, restarting the car.  

We resumed our navigation of the parking lot.  I was having trouble concentrating on our fucking and our driving.  Roni slid up and down on my dick as she steered all around the parking lot.  I would call out ³clutch² as I pressed down the pedal, as I would push my hips forward for another penetration of her willing cunt.  We were shifting frequently, the car bobbing and jumping as I assaulted her vagina.  I was about to climax and pushed up hard into her.  I also pushed the gas pedal, lurching the car forward over a concrete divider and onto the lawn.  The car stalled as my juices ran out of her cunt and puddled between my legs.  

³Are you okay?² Roni asked.  

I was simultaneously fine and demolished.  I made up a story for the insurance company about making a turn too fast.  

An Original H M Tale
