[FM] I couldn’t wait until we were home

So, a couple of weeks ago, this guy Andy randomly asked me out on a date as I was checking out at our local grocery store. It seems ridiculous because I had my hair tied up beneath a baseball cap, what little makeup remained on my face from the night before, baggy sweats and a sweatshirt. I was nowhere near *dating material* , but Andy stopped as I was putting the few things I’d bought into bags, and struck up a light conversation.

Andy was charming and sweet, apologizing for bothering me, yet glaring into my eyes with his captivating blue eyes. I felt weak in his presence. He was tall, well over 6 ft, with light hair, and he wore this shirt which clung to his shoulders, exposing the distinct ripples of them and his chest. I was so embarrassed by how I looked.

Anyway, Andy took his shot, and asked if he could take me to a movie that night. I was surprised by his courage, figuring he would ask for my number first, and continue working his way up toward an eventual date.

I shyly agreed and we arranged for Andy to pick me up at my apartment at 8. I was half expecting this to be some sort of joke, or a terrible idea because I didn’t know shit about this guy, other than he made me smile, and he was hot as fuck.

Andy knocked on my door at 8 pm sharp, and I greeted him wearing a tight burgundy skirt, matched with a black blouse unbuttoned enough to flare my deep cleavage, and a pair of black heels which put me closer to eye level with Andy.

I think he liked what he saw because Andy stood silent for a brief moment, wondering if the girl standing in front of him was the same girl from 6 hours earlier.

Once we made it to the movie, Andy and I took our seats toward the back, and settled in to watch some Indy film about this woman who married for money, leaving the man she loved behind, to secure a life for her in Italy. Half of it was sub titled, and overall it was a bore, but there were two of the hottest sex scenes I’ve ever seen in a movie, and I’ll be honest, it turned me on.

Andy and I held hands, and after the first steamy scene, I rested our hands on my bare leg, letting him caress my freshly shaved leg, ramping my excitement levels into the danger zone.

But Andy was a gentleman, never letting his hand wander above the hem of my skirt as he traced figure 8 circles with the tips of his fingers, from the inside of my knee, to my outer thigh, to my inner thigh, and back to my knee.

The movie ended before I lost my will and forced his hand beneath my skirt, and we made our way to to his truck, where Andy opened the passenger door for me.

I turned to face him before climbing inside. This was that romantic moment where everything stood still, and I pulled him gently toward me, kissing him just hard enough to let him know I wanted more.

An eruption of passionate bliss flooded between us. Andy used his powerful body to back me against the seat, our tongues dancing together as both of our hands began to wander across unfamiliar landscapes.

After a couple of intense moments, Andy lifted me by my hips, placing me into the seat like I was a child, and said, “Let’s get back to your apartment.” I couldn’t have agreed more.

The ride home is about 20 minutes, and I don’t know what it was, but I couldn’t wait. In the dark, with opposing headlights lighting the cab, I unbuttoned my blouse, pulled down my skirt, and removed my bra and panties until I sat naked as fuck next to Andy.

I thought we were going to wreck, because Andy kept glaring at my body for long stretches. I grabbed his free hand, placing it between my legs until his stiff fingers spread my slippery slit apart, resting the ball of his index squarely on my swollen clit.

My body writhed as he explored my pussy with two skilled fingers, sinking me into the seat until the power of a pent up orgasm began to build somewhere deep in my gut.

I couldn’t wait another second. I needed my body filled with Andy’s dick, and we were still 15 minutes from home.

I pushed Andy’s hand out from between my legs, and unbuckled my seatbelt as I leaned over and unbuttoned his jeans; springing one of the nicest cocks I’d ever seen free from it’s painful prison.

Maybe I was just cock drunk at the moment, but it looked big and swollen, and delicious. I knelt down and shoved as much as I could into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his shaft as my head banged against the underside of the steering wheel.

Andy pushes his seat backward, giving me more space; too much space, because now I realized I could fit my entire body between him and the wheel.

I pushed his pants down to just above his knees, and I clumsily climbed on top of him, doing my best to lean toward the door so he could still see where he was driving.

I guided Andy’s cock inside me with ease as my excited opening blossomed to accept his entire thickness until my body ejected a relieving moan while I buried my face into his thick neck.

I couldn’t move much in this position because whenever I lifted too far, my ass caught on the steering wheel, so I gently swiveled my hips, letting Andy’s entire length stay buried within me, soaking his shaft with my flooded juices as the excitement and danger of what I couldn’t see behind me raced in my mind.

Andy kept his cool as I fucked him, which made him even hotter. His eyes stayed glued to the road, making sure he got us back to my apartment safely, which he did a few minutes later.

As soon as Andy parked, my body took over. I had him lean his seat back so he was nearly laying down, giving me the space I needed to ride the length of his dick like my pussy demanded. I planted my hands on his chest, bracing my upper body, letting my lower half buck wildly up and down his impressive length.

It didn’t take long for my tightness to begin working her magic. Andy’s face contorted as he bit down on his lip as his orgasm drew dangerously near.

I didn’t want him to finish. Not with my own orgasm still building strength, but something about seeing how weak he was becoming empowered me. I rode faster, tightening my inner walls until that beautiful warning escaped Andy’s lips,

“I’m gonna cum.”

I pushed him harder, giving his cock two more powerful thrusts, making sure my tightness made it impossible to hold back.

Andy’s cock twitched as it swelled inside me, giving me the cue to hurry and remove him from my body, just in time as his fiery seed spurted across my thighs and up his stomach, flooding us both with his flaming jizz.

We ended up rushing up to my apartment after recovering, and fucking four more times before the sun rose, and Andy left for work. I’ll save the rest of the night for another post.

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