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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The seats are pushed back as far as they can go and it’s still a tight squeeze. But soon, all the discomfort was to be worth it. I fiddle about trying to unbuckle my belt as quickly as I can. Finally I free the beast- My cock. It has been pulsating, desperate to be freed and it boings; he knows he’s about to be thrust into the action. I rolled the condom over the head of my shaft and look Lauren in the eyes. Hers sparkled. She was wonderful. Tonight had been wonderful. I slowly fall between her legs, spread for me like butter on toast, and gently, slowly, enter her. Like butter on toast, I melt as soon as I feel her warmth. Together, we harmonise a groan and a ‘Oh fuck.’ We find rhythm. We’re slowly, deeply fucking at first but the strokes quicken as time slowly passes. The car is rocking. It feels like a scene from a movie? Or when you’re playing GTA and have car sex in an alleyway. But this is real?
Lauren was into this. She held me tight, wrapped her legs around me and kissed my neck, my chest and pushed me deeper inside her. Sometimes chest kisses turned into nipple kisses and nipple kisses turned me on, A LOT. My eyes rolled back and my hips rolled around as I pounded her. I don’t usually fuck on a first meet but here I am, putting in a performance for the ages for Lauren who I had only met in person a few hours ago. We changed positions. I fucked her in doggy, very tough to do so comfortably but we made do as I shoved every inch I could inside her. God she took cock well. And then she got on top. And she bounced and grinded and screamed profanities. Her hair was still pink but her face was now red from exasperation. Her arse cheeks were red too but you can guess what that was from. It was uncomfortable, painfully so, at times but it was a fuck for the ages.
I record in my mind, the smile on her face as she lifts herself off of my cock, rolling the condom of seamlessly with her hand in the same action. I wish I could describe the logistics of how she found the space to somewhere to suck my cock but I simply cannot. But I can and shall describe the sucking. She starts off running her tongue along the body of my cock. Right to the head. And then she takes the whole thing in her mouth. She looks at me, looking at her. She did that a few times but I must admit many times We didn’t get a chance to properly lock eyes because mine kept rolling back in my bloody skull. She sucked and spat and dribbled and drooled. She jerked. She pleasured. And when she was done, she looked up at me but this time not to bask in her fabulousness but rather to look expectedly at me as if to say ‘I want you to come now.’
She stares at me and I do my best to stare back at her. She slides her hands along my cock rapidly, aided by the wetness from her slobber. She sees me take a wincing intake of breath and sticks a tongue out in anticipation of ooze. My cock spurts up into the air and slaps her face. She didn’t even blink. Or flinch. She covers my cock again with her mouth and begins to slurp. As she does so and my eyes roll back and my body involuntarily shudders with pressure because of the sensitivity, a car drove by. The windows had steamed up so maybe they didn’t see us. Maybe they did though. But we didn’t fucking care.
We cleaned up before she lit up her post-fuck cigarette and cracked the window to smoke it. I watched her make it look elegant. Like in the romantic images of smokers. She was wonderful. I would come to find it just how wonderful. But that’s for another story maybe |