I was out bar hopping with my bi guy friend Daren one night, drinking, dancing, scoping out guys together. I start chatting up this guy in town for a wedding. He’s cute, nice face, average guy bod. As the time passes we became more intoxicated. He’s leaning with his back against the bar and I start dancing for him, putting my hands on his body while I wiggle around and grind on him. Daren comes over to us and starts dancing and grinding on me from behind so I’m sandwiched between them. We squeeze in closer so my body is pressed up against my new friend and I start making out with him. Hands are all over the place. Daren is reaching across my body and starts groping this guys ass while we’re dancing & making out. He notices it’s not just my hands on him, doesn’t seem that into it, but also doesn’t stop it either.
He asks if I want to get out of here. So we say farewell to Daren and walk back over to the bar where my car is parked. We’re both pretty drunk so I call us a cab to take us to his hotel. We’re waiting for what seemed like forever, but in drunk time, probably wasn’t even that long. We start making out leaning up against my car. He’s feeling me up as I rub his cock through his jeans. We decide to wait for the cab in my car and climb into the back seat. I’m straddling him as we sloppily make out and I start to unzip his pants. I move off of him over to the next seat to take off my pants and he pushes his down to his ankles letting his dick pop up and puts the condom on. I climb on top to straddle him and lower myself down onto him. I start riding him using the front seat behind me for leverage to grind deeper. He lifts up my shirt and pulls my bra down to fondle my tits, putting his mouth on them. I keep grinding, getting faster until he cums. I dismount, pull the condom off of him and toss it out the window. As I tuck my tits back in and put my pants back on, this guy passes out in my back seat, pants still around his ankles. I get into the driver’s seat and drive us to his hotel, open his door like a god damn limo driver and nudge him awake. “Dude, we’re here, you gotta get out of my car.” He gets out, disoriented, pulls his pants up and stubbles to the lobby door.
I still to this day could not tell you what that guys name was that I fucked in the back seat of my 1990 Honda Accord.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i4emql/back_seat_bang_m_f