[M/F] Fucking in the back of my car

Hey guys, so I haven’t posted in a while, here’s a little update. Isaac and I broke up in August, and since then I have been living the single life and loving it. This is the story of me and a guy named Matt. I met him on Tinder and we decided to meet up for sex. Neither of our homes was a possibility for location, so I suggested that we could park my car somewhere and mess around in the backseat.

I picked Matt up around midnight, and we drove around town looking for a good place to park. It was hard – everywhere we went felt too exposed. Neither of us liked the thought of a cop knocking on the window while we were going at it. While I drove, Matt felt me up a bit, feeling my inner thigh and touching my tits lightly, which got me excited.

Matt finally pointed out the parking lot of an apartment complex. We parked in the very back, which was dark and quiet. I pulled into a spot and we both moved to the tiny backseat. Right away he pulled me towards him and started kissing me. He began feeling me all over, moving his hands over my butt, waist, hips, and then down between my legs. I was wearing thin leggings, so I could feel it as he started rubbing my clit through the fabric. His fingers felt strong and sure, and I could tell immediately that he knew what he was doing.

I paused for a second so I could quickly get my leggings off. Then I pulled myself up to face him and straddle him with my legs. He started to rub my clit again, the feeling driving me crazy through the thin fabric of my panties. We started making out, and as I moved my hand between his legs I could feel his cock through his sweatpants, thick and raging hard.

Desperate to see it, I told him to lose a layer and then sat back on the seat to watch. His cock sprang free from the waistband of his sweatpants as he pulled them down. My heart skipped a beat as I looked at it – it was one of the nicest cocks I’d ever seen. Six inches long, cut, and as thick as my wrist. I wanted nothing more than to get my lips around it, but when I crawled back across the seat Matt reached for my clit and made it hard to focus.

He started rubbing around the crotch of my panties, feeling my wetness. The slight movement of his finger on my clit was making me shudder. I yanked off my shirt so that he could have access to my nipples through my bralette. He pulled the edge of the lace down and began sucking my nipple, using just the right amount of tongue and force. The combination of his finger on my clit and his mouth on my nipple was almost unbearably good, and I felt myself getting close to cumming. I was shocked at how strong the feeling was already, considering my panties weren’t even off.

I began grinding against his finger, and he moved my panties to the side and started rubbing my clit directly. His rhythm was perfect, and from my heaving breathing and squirming I think he knew I was close. He started to rub slightly faster on my clit, and suddenly I was right on the edge of orgasm. I grabbed his hair and gasped, and then I was over the edge and cumming, hard. My whole body was shaking, the orgasm surprisingly intense. Matt held me tightly as I shook, one arm wrapped around me, the other gently massaging my clit.

I had brought my glass dildo with me, so I took it out to show him. He asked to see me use it, and I found it really hot that he wanted to watch. I started to tease myself with the dildo, letting it glide through the wetness and pass over my clit. After I let myself warm up I slowly began to fuck myself with slow, even strokes. Each got a little deeper, until I was hitting my g-spot and feeling the buildup to orgasm. I thought about Matt watching me, and the thought turned me on so much that I came. I felt a wetness on my thigh and realized that I had squirted slightly as well. I turned and saw that Matt was watching me, his cock still rock hard. I handed him the dildo as I laid back against the seat.

Matt rubbed it on my clit and then slipped it into me, harder than I had done it to myself. The force, and the thought of having him in control of my orgasm, got me close to cumming with a minute. I was surprised to feel it this early, but every thrust of the dildo was giving me a jolt of sheer pleasure. Within a few moments I came, biting my thumb to avoid groaning and gasping. At this point I wanted to shift the focus to Matt. I needed to feel that perfect cock in my mouth, and I wasn’t going to wait any longer. I got down on my knees in front of him. (The backseat of the car offered just enough space for me to fit) I wrapped my hand around his cock and felt it, rock hard and thick – thicker than I had initially realized. My clit throbbed as I imagined what it would feel like inside me.

I bent down and swirled my tongue around the tip, letting my saliva mix with his precum. I bent further and took the head into my mouth, tracing its shape with my tongue. I could feel myself getting wetter, dripping onto my thigh. I lowered my head and began to take more of his length into my mouth. He was so thick that it was difficult to get my lips around it. I traced my tongue along the curve of his cock. My heart was racing as I imagined how that curve would feel inside me. I let the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat.

I came up for air and began to stroke his cock with my hand, not willing to let go. It was hard as rock but the skin was so smooth and the head was perfectly shaped. I continued to alternate blowing him and stroking his cock, loving every second of it.

Finally Matt looked down and said, “I am totally fine with you continuing to do this, but let me know if you want to fuck.” Immediately I felt a heat between my legs.

“I’m ready to fuck right now,” I told him. He suggested that he sit back and I straddle him, so that I could lower myself onto his cock slowly. I grabbed a condom and tried to unwrap it on him, struggling because he was so thick. All at once I got nervous – would it hurt to have that inside me?

I straddled Matt and began to lower myself onto his cock. With every inch I could feel myself getting stretched to the point that it was painful. Slowly, using my legs for support, I tried to relax and take him, but I was too tight. I lifted myself off him all the way and fingered myself gently, then tried again. I still felt too tight, but I kept moving up and down on his cock, trying to warm up to it. I started to get nervous, worrying that I was taking too long, but later Matt told me that actually he found it really hot to watch me struggle with it.

I finally lowered myself all the way onto his cock. He completely filled me up, and as he bottomed out I felt a deep, heavenly ache. I slowly began to ride him, letting him stretch me out. The pressure on my g-spot was building, and all at once the pain went away and pleasure took over. He started thrusting into me from the bottom, putting his hands on my waist and pulling me down onto his cock. I started grinding on his cock, and with each second I got closer to orgasm. I began to ride him hard, raising myself almost completely off his cock and then back on in one fluid motion. He grabbed my ass and pulled me onto him so that he was fucking me deeply.

In a low voice he said “Oh yeah, cum on this big cock. Cum on it, cum while you ride my big cock,” and I immediately did, shaking from the pleasure that I could feel in every part of my body. I slumped forward onto him, my arms wrapped around his neck as I rode out the orgasm. We decided to change positions so I got on my back across the backseat and he climbed on top of me. It was a tight fit in the little car, but when he thrust into me I felt it like electricity in my clit and g-spot. He started hammering me, getting even deeper than before. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to feel him thrust in and out, his cock the perfect angle for my g-spot.

He pushed my knees up to my chest and suddenly the feeling was wickedly intense. I felt like I was going to explode from the sensation, and I came while crying out curse words. With a shudder Matt also came, breathing hard.

We both flopped onto the backseat, exhausted. The windows were completely fogged up. We stayed naked for a bit, talking about sex and sharing stories. Eventually we got dressed and I drove him home. I was absolutely soaked, sore, and satisfied.

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