Little did I know, but it was going to be our last night together for nearly five years. She had recently moved away to go to college across the country and we were trying things long-distance for a while. She was home for a long-weekend to celebrate her birthday and we were spending as much time together as we could before she went back. I was falling for her, big time, and each encounter we had was wrapping me up in her web more and more. She was beautiful, smart, exciting, wild, and very into me.
It was a Sunday and she spent the morning with her family. Her father was a pastor and they often hosted people at their house Sunday afternoon and into the evening for religious discussion and dinner. Surprisingly, she invited me over early and I joined in with the family. She was still her dangerous and rebellious self, but I was introduced to a different side of her that was very interesting that day. Really solidified my interest in a more-than-sexual way.
That evening, after dinner, we sat around making out and feeling each other up when no one was around. The guests had all left and her family had gone to run an errand to Costco or some other store and they were going to be gone for an hour. The moment we had some privacy we were in her room, her top off, with my mouth on her nipples. I asked if I could fuck her tits — it had always been a fantasy of mine — and she laughed and agreed. I alternated between thrusting between her big perfect breasts and sliding my cock into her mouth to keep it wet. It wasn’t as fun or as sexy as I had hoped it would be and was more like jerking off between her boobs, but I made the most of it anyway. Eventually, I came and some of my jizz hit her in the eye. She cried out in pain and I could only laugh and say “Arrr” as she threw a hand over her eye like a pirate with an eye patch. Her family came home soon thereafter while she was washing her eye out with water in the kitchen sink. Her mom asked what happened and she told them that she had been hit in the eye with a pencil and they chided her for being clumsy.
When it got nice and dark out, we told her family we were going for a ride and jumped in my car. I asked her where she wanted to go; she didn’t know, so I just drove down the street a little until she pointed out a road that came to a dead end. Apparently, there was going to be some construction down this way at some point, but for now it was just a finished road that was surrounded completely by woods. We drove down to the end of the lane, parked, and jumped into the back seat.
We began to make out heavily and I undid her pants and slipped my fingers down the front to feel her pussy. We continued like that for several minutes. Just listening to music that I had playing in the CD player and occasionally talking about something silly. We decided that this was a safe enough place to get intimate — no one around and no one likely to drive down this way for any reason — so we started to strip things off one layer at a time. In a matter of minutes we were exchanging oral with one another. A few minutes more and we were both completely nude in the back seat of my car. In no time I was balls-deep inside her, making her cum and gush her wetness everywhere.
It began to drizzle sometime while we were fucking, and that drizzle turned into a light rain. The sound of the splatter on the roof of the car added a nice ambiance to the setting and we really enjoyed it. Eventually I pulled out and came in her mouth to avoid the mess. She didn’t love it, but she swallowed it all for me and it really turned me on.
We spent a few minutes sitting there, naked, recovering from our respective orgasms and loving our shared company. The rain died down a bit and I asked her if she had ever made love in the rain before. She smiled and said no, then she jumped out of the car, buck naked, and began to twirl around like Julie Andrews at the beginning of the ‘Sound of Music.’ I jumped out and joined her immediately and we began a sprightly dance in the late-fall rain. We kissed, hard, and then ran our hands over one another’s bodies. We walked back over to the car and she put her ass back out toward me as she rested her hands on the trunk. I sidled up behind her and pushed myself into her wet pussy easily. I fucked her and fucked her while she moaned and called out my name. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Yes.”
I needed a better angle if I was going to relax enough to cum again, so I went and opened up the rear-driver’s side door, had her lay down on the seat, and I went back to it. The windows were fully fogged over, the music was quiet in the background, and my cock was deep in her little shaved pussy. I grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed it; she reached out and choked me a little in response. I loved it and I started to fuck her faster. I put my hand around her throat and we were suddenly — gently — choking each other as we fucked. She was humping me back as much as I was pounding into her and in a matter of minutes I was filling her pussy with what little cum I had remaining in me after the past few days of sex, titty fucking, and masturbation.
I needed a massive breather after that, and she needed to try to free herself of the cum I had just left inside her. We got dressed, sat in the back seat for a while and chatted until we saw headlights coming our way. We had been stopped by the police the night before when we were having sex in a park and a moment of panic flashed over us as we thought it might be happening again. We got out of the backseat, prepared to jump in the drivers seat and get the heck out of there if we needed to, and saw that it was a truck pulling up. The driver rolled his window down — it was a teenager or young twenty-something with a friend in the passenger seat.
“Hey, how you two doin’?” He asked.
We were pretty ecstatic about our evening thus far, “Good. What’s up?”
“We were just wondering if you knew were the closest gas station was.”
“I don’t live near hear, I have no idea.” I replied.
“Bullshit,” she started to say to him, “there are no gas stations near here.”
“Do you live near here?” The guy asked her. “We are just lost I guess.”
I was in too good of a mood, “Yeah, I don’t know man. Nothing nearby. Have to hit the main road I guess.”
“Cool, cool.”
Behind us we heard a loud rustling in the woods at the top of the embankment closest the driver’s side of the dead-end. We turned to look and two teens stood-up, slid down the embankment to the road right next to my car, and then walked up to the truck and hopped in the back.
“What the fuck?” She asked no one in particular. “Where did you guys come from.”
One of them responded, “From the other side of the woods.”
I started to laugh — I just realized we had been caught, and probably watched, the entire time we were fucking. Who knows why, or how they got there, or how long they had been there, but those two dudes had probably spotted us, crept up, and had the show of their lives. The truck backed up the road quickly, turned around, and drove off just as suddenly as it had arrived. My guess is, the guys in the woods called their friends to tell them about the show and they hoped they’d be able catch a peep too. When the truck was gone, she got mad, and I started to laugh. The night was memorable enough already, but being caught like that made it infinitely more story-worthy.
I took her home and we sat in the car and talked. Either she tried to convince me or I tried to convince her that we should make a serious go of it, even if it was long distance. I don’t know what happened, but we got too serious about it and too scared of the commitment at that time so we decided to wait and see. The next time she came to town — or if I went out to visit her — we could work out the details.
As fate would have it, she met someone out there, but didn’t want to tell me about it. I pined for her for a few years, always hoping she would pop back into my life and make it official at some point. She moved all over the world for a few years before she did return and we did make a go of it for a few months. Years apart changed a lot of things, however, and I think I only have one — maybe two more — worthwhile stories to share of my time with her. She was a spitfire, though, and the stories she left me with will be with me forever.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mgj3d4/people_were_watching_us_fuck_in_the_car_the_whole