Quick Car Sex Really Gets My Pussy Wet

Quick car sex makes my body tingle and I knew I was about to get some.

I leaned close and brushed my lips lightly against his. The taste of him made me moan, my hands flattening against his chest, my body leaning as close as I could get to him with the console between us. So I felt my nipples harden as his hands slid slowly up my arms as I tilted my head to deepen the kiss he sunk them into my long, thick hair. I knew he was about to give me quick car sex.

He broke the kiss and leaned back a bit to reach between his legs, moving the seat as far back as it would go. I took the hint from the smile on his face and climbed over him. Then my pussy already throbbing and wet as I settled on his lap on the driver’s side before resuming the kiss.

I gripped his head tighter as he ran his tongue around my areola and then flicked it across the tip. My back arched, pushing more of my breast into his mouth as his other hand came up. Cupping and squeezing as his mouth drew me in slowly. So I braced my hands on the roof as he teased me, my hips rocking against his, making my already wet pussy even wetter. His hands trailed up my thighs slowly, under my dress.

In the heat of it, I was getting my quick car sex.

He groaned low in his throat as he realized what I’d hidden from him all night; I wasn’t wearing anything under the little black slinky dress. He began to rub my pussy.

Then his hands gripped my ass and pushed me hard against his cock. I brought my hands to his head and lifted his face; kissing him as we ground against each other, dry humping in the small space. So I knew if I kept this up, I could come without him laying a finger on me, just from the rubbing of his body against mine. We could have non-penetrative and quick car sex.

But I didn’t want that, I needed him inside me.

Then I shifted slightly slid my hands between us and gripped the top of his jeans, tugging hard and slowly popping open his button fly. I looked up and smiled at him as his cock, hard and hot, popped out into my hand.

Seems I wasn’t the only one to forgo underthings.

Then my hand wrapped around his shaft and squeezed, sliding up and down as his hands moved over my breasts. I leaned closer and rubbed my clit against the head of his cock. I was moaning into his mouth as my body clenched in anticipation. Then we moved together as my wetness coated his cock, my clit throbbing as I bumped and ground it against the silky hardness of his shaft. I was on cloud nine with our quick car sex. I lifted off him, desperate to have him inside me as his hands gripped my hips and he shifted, positioning me over the tip.

The head of his cock opened me, letting me feel every inch as he slowly penetrated me.

I arched my back, bracing my hands on the roof of the car as my muscles gripped him tight.  So slowly I started to roll my hips. Then the sweet sensations coursed up and down my body as I moved up and down.

Then I felt it coming, that tell-tale flutter in my lower belly, and I moaned loud, speeding up. My pelvis coming down against his harder, the sounds of our skin slapping against each other filling the car as I rode him harder and harder…reaching for that little taste of ecstasy from our quick car sex.

His hands never stopped. Teasing my nipples…cupping my breasts…and driving me higher and higher.

My body clamped around him like a vice as I moved with him. Then pulling him hard against me as my teeth bit into the soft skin of his neck and shoulder.

I squeezed tight around his cock and kissed him hard and groaned into his mouth and came again. Then I felt his cock pulse and throb inside me. Capturing his groans and low grunts in my mouth as he emptied himself deep.

I collapsed against his chest. Our juices mixed and seeped from my body, coating the insides of my thighs. Satisfied with our quick car sex.

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