Commissioner Reward - As Slow As Stacy Takes Things (Patreon)

Here's a short, sweet, and hopefully fun story about another one of TheDirtyMonkey's characters getting up to some naughty shenanigans. This time it's Stacy, one of the lovely ladies who doesn't see quite as much action as Sarah and Veronica. At least in writing and pictures. In universe she's every bit as promiscuous as the rest lol

Oh and in case anyone is unfamiliar with her/needs a reminder here are two pictures to refresh your memory: one and two!

“Always take things slow with a lady. And make sure to treat them like a lady at all times. That's the way to a woman's heart.”

Darrell must've thought about his father's words a hundred times over as he drove to Stacy's house. He couldn't stop going over them in his head as he gripped the steering wheel and sweated right through his undershirt, button up, and probably even his sports coat. And when he wasn't repeating that advice like a mantra he was trying to figure out how the hell he'd managed to get a cool stylish, amazingly popular girl like her to go out with him in the first place. Even two days after she'd said yes and actually given him her real number he was still reeling from the sheer insanity of it all. An insanity that only seemed to get worse as he finally pulled up to her house after a painfully short half hour drive across town.

Immediately climbing out of his truck with every intention of knocking on her front door and walking her back like a lady Darrell hadn't even made it to the sidewalk before Stacy emerged from her house looking as gorgeous as ever, “Hey cutie!”

“H-Hey!” He gasped, his voice at least a few octaves higher than usual as he waved to her and nervously adjusted his tie as he stared at her in amazement.

Dressed in a cute little black top and cut off jean shorts with a stylish pair of wedge heels she was the perfect blend of cute, sexy, and fashionable. And with her long black hair cascading down the left side of her head while the right side was shaved to a fine buzz she even had a sexy little punk rock demeanor only accentuated by the streak of purple in her raven tresses. The fact that she was so supremely confident with every cocky step she took only made him gawk even more. Even if he'd wanted to Darrell couldn't help but watch her smooth, perfectly toned legs as she strutted towards him, just like he couldn't help but admire her flat belly or the perky curve of her hips and breasts as they swayed and bounced with every step. Even her bare shoulders made his jaw drop and his knees buckle just a little bit. So much so he completely forgot to get the door for her until she was practically standing next to it!

“L-Let me get that for you!”

“Punctual and chivalrous, I knew giving you my real number was the right call!” Stacy remarked, climbing into his truck and pushing out her ass as she did.

Although he tried his best not to stare too much Darrell couldn't help but gawk at her curves the moment she shoved them into his face. Her tight little bubble butt was so round and juicy he would've been completely enamored even if she'd been dressed in something conservative. But with such a skimpy pair of shorts he could see so, so much more than expected. Everything from the lacy little thong she had on underneaths to the plump curve of her cheeks peeking out from beneath the frayed edge.

He might've even seen the soft, hairless lips of her pussy ever so slightly hugging the fabric riding up between her legs but she sat down before he could steal too long a look. And he shut the door like a gentleman before he could make a bigger ass out of himself. Though he did walk back to the driver side with a newfound bulge in his slacks.

“Y-You look amazing S-Stacy!” He remarked, buckling his seatbelt and starting his truck without looking at her again.

“Thanks! You don't look so bad yourself.”

The purr in her voice and the smile he could feel her flashing him made Darrell's heart skip a beat and his hands shake so much more than he expected. He could barely put the car in drive and pull away from her house, let alone nervously change the subject, “Wh-What do you feel like eating?”

He managed to steal a little glance at her just as she was looking back at her house. When she turned back towards him with a wholly unexpected gleam in her eyes Darrell immediately looked back at the street ahead and nervously swallowed. A heartbeat later Stacy's hand was on his thigh, her fingers softly squeezing his cock through his slacks as she said, “How about something special?”

In the blink of an eye Darrell's mind was a complete blank and his body was almost completely frozen in complete shock. His foot might've continued to work the gas pedal and his hands might've stayed on the steering wheel but every other part of him was completely paralyzed with fear, excitement, confusion, disbelief, and plain old amazement. He couldn't believe what he was feeling as she lightly stroked his cock and he certainly couldn't fathom what she was doing as she squeezed his almost painfully throbbing length. Even before she leaned in closer and unzipped his slacks with a soft little giggle.

“W-What are y-y-you doing?!” He stupidly asked.

“Spoiling my dinner.” She cheekily replied.

Before he could ask another blatantly obvious question or really do much of anything at all Darrell felt her hand slide into his pants. Stacy giggled even more as her fingers slipped beneath his boxers and brushed against his cock for the first time. But her delight quickly turned to amazement as she tugged his pants down and pulled his cock out, suddenly revealing all eleven inches of throbbing arousal hidden beneath his clothes. And while he didn't have the strength to actually look at her Darrell could see the excitement spreading across her face as she stared at his prick. As she wrapped both hands around him and started stroking with a comical reverence. But somehow that was only the beginning of the insanity. She was nowhere near finished and he was about to learn that in the most incredible way a person could.

Sliding a hand into his boxers to pull out his balls and gently fondle them as she did Stacy wrapped her lips around the head of his shaft in an instant. Darrell barely had time to notice her moving before her tongue was swirling across the head of his dick and her cheeks were sinking inward as she sucked him so hard he just about drove them right off the road. How he managed to keep the car straight was a mystery he couldn't even fathom. Not when Stacy was sliding more and more of his prick into her mouth with every second!

In the time it took him to groan in pleasure and grip the steering wheel so hard the leather creaked she was more than halfway down his length. And her tongue was reaching even further as she moaned and slurped and gurgled like she was having the time of her life. “Oh my God!”

He'd never been more overwhelmed or more amazed by anything in his life. Her mouth was so unbelievably tight, so amazingly soft and warm, Darrell felt like he was on the verge of passing out before she'd even stopped moving. When she sank down a few more inches and let out a sloppy giggle as his prick throbbed inside of her he just about gave in to those urges. If they hadn't hit a red light he probably would've lost control entirely. But the simple mercy of slamming on the brake and just holding himself there while Stacy glided down his prick gave him just enough time to slump forward and let out a moan without endangering their lives. And just enough time for her to lurch downward in a wild burst of movement, greedily inhaling the rest of his dick and somehow fitting every last centimeter inside her throat like it was the easiest thing in the world. All the while massaging his balls and madly swirling her tongue so fast and so skillfully there was no way in hell he'd be able to last much longer. The fact that he hadn't already blown his load was nothing short of a miracle and every second he continued to hold back was another miracle on top of all the rest.

Especially when Stacy loudly glided right back up his dick, slurping and gurgling more than ever before as her fingers wrapped around his spit soaked shaft. Long, gooey strands of spittle and precum drooled from the corners of her mouth as she moved and Darrell even watched them roll down his prick as he stared at her in amazement. She reached the tip of his cock after what felt like an eternity and no time at all only to instantly fly right back down to the base even faster than before. Even faster than his mind could properly comprehend.

“Ohhhhhhh my God!”

Gripping the steering wheel even tighter he watched her bounce up and down his cock so fast she put most pornstars to shame. He'd never seen anything like it and he'd certainly never felt anything as amazing as her lips wrapped around his dick and her fingers endlessly stroking and fondling and just playing with him. Darrell was so completely entranced he'd forgotten all about what he was actually doing as he just gawked at her. As he shuddered and squirmed and gasped for breath while she slurped up his precum and moaned like it was the tastiest thing in the world. And then someone behind him honked their horn.

Jolted back to reality he stepped on the gas and lurched into the intersection in a mindless burst of panic and embarrassment. With eyes fixed on the road and his while body wracked with pleasure and shame he stared fixedly ahead while Stacy continued her sloppy ministrations. If she'd heard the car honking she didn't seem to care as she bobbing along his prick and seemed to go even more wild as the seconds slipped by. Even after reaching her peak she somehow managed to stay there for so, so much longer than he could've expected. Like some sort of machine she just kept throating his dick and slobbering all over his balls, sucking down massive amounts of precum with ease and letting even more of it smear along his shaft only to be licked right back up again. Or collected by her fingers while she stroked his length and licked at everything she could reach with her tongue.

It was impossible to say where they were going or what they were doing as Darrell kept driving. Unlike the gorgeous woman sucking his cock with an unbelievable passion he didn't have any purpose beyond keeping the car in motion and not killing them. Anything beyond that was completely outside his comprehension as he turned down random streets and drove all through downtown Cherry Springs on complete autopilot.

And she only continued to make things worse as her tongue swirled around his balls before somehow sucking one into her already overstuffed mouth. How she could even fit something else between her lips when they were stretched so wide around his cock was beyond him but Darrell wasn't about to complain. He was far too busy pulling into the nearest parking lot he could find as he just about reached his limit. Frantically parking the car and gasping for breath as Stacy released his ball with yet another wet squelch and messy gurgle he watched her slide right up to the tip again and groaned like never before. His hands jumped to her head and his fingers tangled themselves in her hair as he gasped and moaned until he was completely out of breath. Until his head was spinning and his whole body was shaking so violently he looked like he was having a seizure. But of course Stacy didn't bat an eye as she continued to throat him so effortlessly. He could even feel her smiling around his dick while she worked his shaft with such gleeful abandon. Although he didn't get to comprehend that subtle bit of lewdness for long.

Barely ten seconds after he'd pulled into whatever parking lot they were stopped in Darrell was moaning her name and holding on for dear life as his whole body tensed. All his muscles tightened at once and his dick swelled just a little bit more inside her throat. Just enough to make her gag and retch as she lurched right back down to the base one last time. But if she had any complaints at all Stacy didn't voice them. She just sucked his cock and pushed him right over the edge with a flurry of messy little tongue strokes while he drowned in pleasure.

Cum exploded into her throat as he let out a long, shuddering groan. All but spraying into her belly a thick, warm load erupted from his tip while his whole body was wracked with convulsions. Stacy didn't even need to gulp as he pumped that first messy load inside of her. She just needed to hold herself down on his length and continue slurping and gurgling and smiling while he emptied his balls. All the while she massaged and stroked his madly tightening sack, milking him even more as she sucked on his prick even harder. Even with his laughably meager sexual experience Darrell knew he was getting the kind of blowjob most people could only dream of. And he spent every last second of his ecstasy thanking God for giving him the chance to enjoy Stacy's unbelievable talents.

For the most wonderful twenty seconds of his entire life his world began and ended with her mouth, with her tight, wet throat wrapped so snugly around his cock and the toe curling pleasure of her fingers massaging his balls. Cumming longer and harder than he ever hard before Darrell was mentally, physically, and emotionally drained by the time he stopped pumping thick spurts of cum into the depths of her belly. He all but collapsed in his seat and damn near passed out before she was even sliding back up his cock and releasing his incredibly sensitive tip with a wet pop. And by the time she was wiping her mouth and smiling at him Darrell could barely keep his eyes open.

But he did manage to ask the only question left in his otherwise empty mind, “W-Why . . .”

Stacy laughed at him and sat up, licking her lips and daintily pulling a napkin from her purse to clean up anything she'd missed, “Do I really need a reason?”

“I . . . I guess . . . not . . .”

Still panting like he'd just run a mile Darrell slowly turned to look at Stacy while she kicked up her feet and grinned back at him, “I'm gonna assume this isn't where you planned on taking me?” She remarked, pointing towards something outside.

Furrowing his brow and sitting upright with the last of his strength Darrell saw the McDonald's they were parked outside and immediately blushed, “N-No! Of c-c-course not! I'd never take a lady like you to a fast food restaurant!”

“A lady like me huh?” Buckling the seatbelt he hadn't even noticed her unbuckling Stacy bit her lower lip and cheekily remarked, “Keep talking like that and we might have to stay out past bedtime . . .”

Blushing even more furiously at her suggestion and sheepishly tucking his cock back into his pants Darrell pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the road before nervously asking, “How d-does Moretti's sound?”

Licking her lips and laying a hand on his thigh Stacy let out another laugh and replied, “It sounds like I might have to use that condom I keep in my purse . . .”