Valentine’s Day Gift 27[M] 18[F]; Riding Me on the Hood of a Car

It’s Valentine’s Day, which means that Zara is particularly horny and we agreed to hold off on sex and masturbation until that night. It was torture. Especially when I saw Zara wearing a tight black skirt which hugged her slender body, along with thigh high stockings. When we were walking around the mall she teased me by bending over and if it weren’t for our agreement/challenge and the people around I would have jumped her, ripped off the dress and ravaged her on the concrete.

Zara and I headed to the mall where we ended up in a department store and looking at the jewelry case. Yep, I knew where this was going. Zara was staring at this golden butterfly necklace with an emerald encrusted in the center. It was really pretty, and I could tell she wanted it. What I wanted was to have it bouncing in my face as she rode me later that night. To grasp her sweet flesh as it bounced over me. But I knew that Zara’s a submissive girl and wouldn’t go on top like that.

Then the girl behind the counter turned towards us and I recognized that it was my ex-girlfriend. Perfect timing on Valentine’s and my already blue balls. And that’s not a joke, because recently I found something out about Zara that she probably doesn’t even know herself: that when she gets jealous she gets possessive and aggressively sexual. So I thought I’d test that out again and take advantage of that.

My ex’s name is Miranda. We dated in high school for a couple of years, but we broke it off when we went off the college. I was actually looking for a way out of that relationship because she’s not the brightest bulb. In case you’re wondering and have read my earlier post, no, this isn’t the girl that Zara saw all those years ago.

Miranda is a tall blonde. Not as tall as me, maybe 6′. Legs sexy as hell. She may not be that smart but damn she could give head like a pro, which just happens to be Zara’s one weakness. I was her first and she was mine, but enough history. I knew that if I played my cards exactly right I would see that golden emerald hovering over my face.

“Hey, Miranda! What’s up? I haven’t seen you in, what, 10 years now?” I gave her a hug over the jewelry case, and I could feel the jealousy building in Zara next to me.

“Yeah, 10 years I think. Whatcha doing here?” She replied, brushing her hair over her ear. I made introductions with Zara, stated that we used to date in high school. “We were each other’s firsts” Miranda declares. Woah, I was not expecting that to come out. “We had some wild times, huh?” Zara excused herself to go to the bathroom. I got a little scared that it went too far so when Zara looked back I playfully winked at her.

A few minutes later Zara comes out of the bathroom, and I intentionally make sure that I make Miranda laugh. “Oh hey, Zara, you’re ba-” Zara starts passionately making out with me right in front of Miranda and for the entire public to see. I was completely caught off guard and barely noticed that Zara slipped something into my hand. Looking down I see her lingerie panties in a ball. I quickly shoved it into my pocket.

“We’ll take the butterfly necklace,” Zara says to Miranda, who is looking just as shocked and was watching awkwardly. “Quickly, please”. I’ve got a raging boner and a pants tent I’m desperately trying to hide. It doesn’t help that Zara brushes her hand against my crotch and subtlely rubs me when Miranda is extracting the necklace. Zara puts it on and we rush out of the store.

When we’re walking in the parking lot I tease her. “You know you’re really cute when you’re jealous, Zara,” I tell her. Zara blushes and her face goes red. She takes my hand and leads me to a secluded part of the lot. She looks around, confirming there’s no one in sight, and pulls my pants down. “Aww, you hated when I made Miranda laugh, didn’t you?” I teased.

“Did she ever do this for you?” kneeling on the ground, she softly kisses the underside of my cock, where the shaft meets the balls.

*Yes,* I think to myself. I look out to the horizon, and the sun is still hovering over the horizon. “Whatever happened to waiting until tonight?”

“I don’t think this counts, do you?” she starts licking my balls, winking up at me. The view of my previously softened cock laying across her face rejuvenates me and I’m rock hard again.

“Yeah, I don’t think it counts,” I concede. She giggles. Then she pushes me onto the hood of someone’s car, pulls up her skirt and mounts me. Her pussy is soaking wet and she grinds on my cock, lubricating it while slipping the straps of her dress off, exposing her breasts. Zara’s tits aren’t that big. Before I mentioned that Zara’s one weakness was giving head and I maintain that assertion because even though her tits are small ([small like this](https://imgur.com/a/ptpbtIZ))they are silky smooth, and plush like pillows.

“We should use a condom this time, right?” I said. In previous posts, I had forgotten the condom. This happened a lot when we would fuck spontaneously, and I finally remembered. Apparently, the pill only takes effect after a week.

“It’s been, what, 6 days? I think that’s close enough. Besides,” she leaned towards me and whispered, “when you fill me up you’re gonna want to do it properly”. She sat back up and smiled at me.

*Whatever you say,* I thought. Zara aimed my cock towards her pussy, then impaled herself on my steel cock, yelping as I sank into her. I placed my hand on her soft breast, felt it’s suppleness bounce in my hand as she rode me. My other hand grabbed her hip, urging her to go faster. The butterfly necklace which I paid an arm and a leg for was there, swinging in my face as a trophy. I smiled. Worth it.

The sun was setting. Internally I made it a personal challenge to keep up our agreement and not cum until nighttime (sex isn’t sex without cumming, right?). But the sight of the golden rays of sun reflecting off of Zara’s earrings, and illuminating her glossy brown hair cascading over her shoulders was making it hard. Pun intended. It reminded me of an Egyptian goddess, who was whimpering with every motion of her slim, sexy body. I closed my eyes but was physically unable to stop myself from caressing her body.

Then she pulled me up to her and buried my face against her sleek breasts. I could hear her heartbeat thumping loudly and her chest rise and fall with each breath. Zara’s arms were hugging my face but I barely managed to maneuver her nipple into my mouth. I could feel the cold metal of the butterfly necklace on the side of my face. Sucking on them an licking her hard nipples made her go even wilder, making her throw her head back. It was getting dark.

Zara slowed her pace, and let go of my head. She looked down, staring me deep in the eyes. We could feel each quick exhale on each others’ mouths, which were just centimeters apart. “Did she ever do this to you?” she whispered. I placed my hands on her ass cheeks. “Can Miranda do this like I can?” Zara sped up, moving horizontally. God, the cum was about to burst out of the tip of my cock. Her ass was soft in my hands, but I removed one to stimulate her clit with my thumb. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…” Zara sank for a final time on my cock, squirting her juices down my balls. I couldn’t take it anymore, and thrust her hips down on me, bursting balls deep inside of her. I could feel my cum flowing out of me, and Zara and I slowly kissed for another couple of minutes.

Turns out I didn’t make it to sunset, which is a shame. But I’m not losing any sleep over it. Also, I really hope she doesn’t get pregnant. Gonna hold off on the posts for a bit, maybe a few weeks. These stories don’t just magically appear they have to occur organically and I think waiting so that I can post stuff that matches the quality established so far would be best.

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[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/apd5h5/she_18f_saved_herself_for_me_27m_until_it_was/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/arirk5/27m_illicit_sex_in_a_soccer_field_18f/)

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