I seem to have a thing about sex in cars. Following on from The Carwash (link at the bottom of the page), this is another of my fun stories, no kinks, no horny demons just an unexpected bonus for the designated driver.
I slid my big SUV into a space outside the house where the girls were partying. I was halfway to the front door when it opened. Jessica stepped out followed by another girl. I could see why I’d married her; tall, long legs, great figure. She turned to say goodbye to someone inside. Oh yes and that ass. But it wasn’t just her great looks - she had a naughty, impish, domme side that wasn’t afraid to take charge when I had a hard day and make sure I had a hard night as well.
The girls’ high heels clicked across the pavement.
“This is Monica,” The girl behind her was almost a mirror image. If you saw them on the street you’d think they were sisters. “I said we’d give her a lift home.” she kissed me, her lips soft and wet.
I opened the door for Jessica and Monica slid into the back.
“Where to?” I asked as we headed out of the estate.
Jessica ignored the question. “You remember how we used to have sex in the car when we first met?”
I nodded.
“How about tonight?” Her hand dropped casually onto my cock making it spring to life as only she can.
I glanced toward the back seat.
“That’s OK, Monica likes to watch.” She rubbed my dick harder. “And if you’re a really good boy…” She pointed ahead. “Turn left here - it’s the lane we used to go to.”
The car almost skidded onto the track as I spun the wheel around. At the end, I parked close into the bushes and flicked the lights off. Jessica had my flies undone and her mouth around my cock before the engine had died. I heard a chuckle and then a gasp from Monica in the back.
I did not get more than a few strokes before Jessica’s mouth released my cock, a silver trail still connecting the swollen head to her lips sparkled in the moonlight. “Your turn.” She flipped the seat down and pushed it back. Wriggling forward she brought her legs up so that her dress slid around her waist to reveal that she was not wearing any knickers.
Awkwardly I manoeuvred myself to kneel in the footwell. The scent of arousal filled the car as I plunged into her already wet pussy like a diver. My tongue slid inside the soft folds, working my way up until I found the swollen bud. She moaned and wriggled, I felt her fingers in my hair.
I glanced up, Monica was in the same position in the back seat, fingertips moving rapidly across her pussy.
Jessica wriggled and extended her arm. “I can’t reach, you’ll have to do it.”
Still lapping at her liquid folds I stretched out an arm. Monica grabbed my hand and I felt my fingertips sink into her. Now I had my face buried in one woman and my fingers in another.
“Oh for God’s sake fuck us,” Jessica shouted as she squirmed into the back seat.
I flipped the seat up and racked it forward. By the time I had got out and opened the back door the two girls were entwined. Monica on her back, legs apart with her knees close to her shoulders. Jessica astride her and wriggling so their pussies met.
My dick throbbed, so much blood was pulsing through it I thought it would explode. I wriggled onto the back seat. My head was banging on the roof but I didn’t care, my cock had just slipped between two hot, wet, pussies. I slid my shaft back and forth and both women gasped with excitement. I pulled back and then thrust forward. Muscles gripped my cock as a pussy fitted around it like a glove, but whose? The angle and the stream of cursing howls from Jessica told me it was her and she was coming.
I pulled back, pushed my dick down and slid into Monica. Now she was writhing and squealing until Jessica enveloped her lips with her mouth. I was beyond the point where anything in the world would stop me. Cum was surging up my cock as I pulled out of Monica and Jessica reared up, pressing herself against my shaft so I felt the delicious sensation of two pussies against it. My load powered out and Jessica fell forward creating a beautiful cum sandwich.
Back in the front seat, I looked at Jessica. “Where to?”
“When I said a lift home I meant ours - we haven’t finished with you yet,” Jessica giggled.
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Simone, the "like" is based upon solidarity, and the fact that your writing is excellent here, as always. Though this would be a fun jaunt for some, does nothing for me. I'm all about the elegance and the sensuality--an SUV is way too "redneck" for me. And though not explicit in the story, I couldn't run away from a girl with tattoos fast enough--evokes the carnival side show or people at a high level of biological contamination. Call me an aristocrat! A matter of stylistic preference and what sets one's imagination alight, plus the romantic in me. Nevertheless, you write an erotic tale very well!
Ooof! I really enjoyed how bossy J was and the frenetic pace of it! Bravo