Fucked in the Car: Sexiest Road Trip Ever

I love getting fucked in the car.

 

Getting fucked in the car has a special feeling to it. It’s a little riskier, hotter, and more ‘in the moment.’ I don’t know what it is about it that turns me on so much. Maybe it’s the combination of things that makes me so horny for it! Something about the insatiable desire that makes you go for it. It reminds me of summer, of freedom, of being a full-blown chaotic college girl! I bet you went on a road trip in college at some point, right? Now picture my favorite summer road trip ever. I was just a sexy freshman in college, about to go into my sophomore year. My boyfriend Dante and I were making the most out of our summer vacation. So, we decided to take a road trip down to Panama City.

We had several hundred miles to drive down to party city. Now, he and I can keep ourselves entertained easily. But when we’re in such close proximity, the problem wasn’t boredom. No—it’s that I can’t ever stop teasing and flirting with him. And, of course, he’s so easy to tease and taunt. I make him so horny for me that he fires back at me relentlessly. Usually, even the slightest flirting from me turns into a slippery slope. I always find a way to dive right into sex. And honestly, I was just as wild in college, too. That’s why I wanted to get fucked in the car! I knew I craved it from the start of the trip.

I knew he wanted to fuck me.

After all, I wore the cutest little black skirt for the drive and a tiny little white tank top. The fabric of my top was thin enough that he could see the black lace bra underneath. Everything about my outfit was so sexy. Yet, it was also casual, like I didn’t care that he could see my lingerie through my clothes. So, I made the most out of it by teasing him. I’d cross one leg over the other just to put on a show. I knew that it would give him a peek at the trim of my thigh highs. I knew he was taking glimpses of my black panties whenever I parted my thighs. Before long, he was daydreaming of me getting fucked in the car.

Eventually, he just couldn’t help himself. It was about nine o’clock at night when he finally said, ‘fuck it.’ He pulled off into a grocery store parking lot. He parked by the edge of the lot, a good distance from the other cars. The tinted windows gave us a little privacy. But nothing was ever too safe when getting fucked in the car. Then, he swapped seats to the back. I looked back at him, playing coy like I didn’t know what he was up to. Without hesitation, he pulled me back onto his lap so easily. But as I started teasing him, I knew that wasn’t how he wanted to fuck me. He was just indulging in my teasing. I rocked my hips against him, kissing him insatiably. In pure bliss, I daydreamed of how he would slam into me.

I was so horny for getting fucked in the car.

Finally, he grabbed hold of my hips and took control. I teased him a little too much and got him so hard. After all that, he couldn’t help himself. He pinned me down to the seat. I couldn’t stop kissing him and pulling him closer. I even wrapped my legs around his waist. As I pulled him in, he moaned for me and let his hands wander over my body. He grew infatuated with the feeling of me holding him close. I dragged my nails down his shoulders savagely to leave a mark. I was so horny, and I craved every inch of him. Kiss after kiss, I moaned my words softly against his neck. Getting fucked in the car was just a thrill for me. And yet I didn’t care if anyone saw us. I knew they might see the car bouncing up and down.

I just loved the thrill of it and the lust of the moment. It’s not easy to forget those naughty moments that make your heart race. He fucked me relentlessly, and I was so close to cumming. Honestly, I was just being stubborn! I was struggling to keep quiet and hold back. He helped silence my moans. Or else, I would probably startle the late-night grocery shoppers! He worked to push me over the edge even harder. He just wanted me fucked in the car relentlessly. It was such a mess, and still, I was in pure ecstasy all through that night. I even dug my heels into the car ceiling. I dug my nails in the seats just to take it all out on something. Call me, tell me what your naughtiest and riskiest fantasy is.

 

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