If This Van is Rocking

By Bethany Sherwood

Forced by the high cost of rent a young woman moves into a camping van to save money. Mobile she finds places to park the van where friends are free to come over to rock her and her van. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: 77 Passion-tales
• Release date: Sep 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9781990653148

Book preview

1 - Cockpit

I never liked having dinner in my tiny apartment because it was a juxtaposition of feeling lonely and feeling squeezed at the same time. Fortunately Dwayne texted me right after, which I liked because he only ever contacted me when he wanted to stick his dick into me and his timing couldn't have been better. I had just taken my blouse and bra off and put on a black t-shirt and I wanted to be touched. After I had texted him back I took my pants off so all I was wearing was a t-shirt and panties. Oh hell, I said and then took off my panties. Five minutes later, wearing only a t-shirt, I answered the door.

Inside of my apartment he took one look at me and said, Damn, you are ready to go girl.

I have been ready for take-off for a while now. Is my favourite pilot ready to board me?

He laughed. Yes, as cheesy as it sounds, I really want to board you.

Sometimes, in the right setting with the right guy, a woman just wants to be taken. This was one of those times and Dwayne picked up on my signals - I mean how could he not? - and pulled me into his arms. My pussy cheered, Here we go; lubricating now.

He kissed me passionately and grabbed my ass with both hands. I was his to command.

After we had swapped a ton of spit he lowered me onto the bed. My pussy was next to receive on overabundance of saliva. I moaned loudly with his tongue's attention.

I wanted to cum in his face and I was getting closer and closer with each lick.

We have life off, I screamed as I came.

Condom on, he held out each of my legs and slid his cock into me. Still riding high from a good orgasm, each stroke felt amazing. I am not sure if I came again or not, but the feeling was just the same. I was being sexually satisfied to the max.

Flight attendants, he said between grunts, prepare for landing.

Make it a rough landing, I told him.

He rocked me harder and harder. I felt every thrust and panted we each one. Fuck! I love sex! I screamed.

He came and despite the initial rough landing he gently eased into a parking position.

We have arrived, he said and I smiled.

He got up and I closed my eyes as I laid there, satisfied.  I smiled and sighed happily.

A few minutes later he came back from the toilet, he waved his hand for effect and commented, You know I've flown in bigger cockpits than this apartment.

I know, I need to move.

Move? You can't move in this place. If you did move, you would be outside the apartment.

I laughed and nodded. Yep, you are not wrong.

2 - Housing