The opportunity pops up at the last minute for us to have a night out together. It’s a Monday night, most places for dinner are closed and a hotel isn’t really affordable at the moment.
After some hurried messages back and forth, we end up with kebabs and a drive to look at the stars. A nice casual night out, so no need to get dressed up.
“I’m here”
“On my way down”
You’ve wearing a simple shirt, comfy pants and slip on shoes. T-shirt, shorts and thongs for me. It’s a warm night out so no need for additional layers.
We head towards the local kebab joint, there’s a little bit of sexual tension in the air, but we may not get to do anything about it tonight. The time together is nice nonetheless.
Whilst we wait for our food, we cuddle, I steal a kiss, and sneak my hand from your lower back to your ass. I couldn’t feel any underwear. I figure you must have a lacey g-string on.
Dinner is ready, we eat, talk, awkwardly flirt with each other. Still getting the hang of doing that outside of a messaging app.
Both feeling satisfied after something to eat, we jump in my car and head west towards darker skies. We chat about this and that as we turn onto the highway.
I flick on the cruise control, get comfortable and put my spare hand on your thigh. You adjust your posture making it easier to reach, as well as opening your legs a little bit. We may not be doing too much star gazing, it seems you might have something else in mind.
Testing that theory, I slide my hand up your leg slowly, I hear a small gasp, and you move your legs further apart.
“I get the feeling you’re not too fussed if you don’t see any stars tonight” I say.
“oh, I’m hoping to see some whilst you’re doing me missionary, that’s if I look passed your shoulders”.
Wow, that’s the most bold thing I’ve ever heard you say. I’m going to see how far you’ll take this. So I run my hand further up your thigh, sliding my finger along the crease between your leg and pussy. More little gasps escape your mouth.
“We’ve got another ten minutes to go” I say. “Why don’t you slide a hand down your pants and start playing with yourself for me”. I’ve barely finished speaking, and you say nothing, just slide a hand down and start teasing your lips, little strokes of your clit.
Meanwhile my cock is start to strain against my underwear. You reach over to play with me, but the sight and sounds of you is distracting enough, so I stop you.
“We’re almost there”
“So am I” you reply.
“Keep yourself there, don’t stop even when we arrive. But don’t cum”.
Thankfully there’s no one else there when we stop. You climb out of the car, somehow, with a hand still down your pants keeping you on the edge of orgasm.
I kiss you, then turn you around. I pull your pants down around your ankles. I was wrong about the lacy g-string, you’ve no underwear on at all!
I pull my pants down, bend you over the car bonnet and slide into you, one hard thrust. You work your clit with your hand, and I just give you hard stroke after hard stroke. It only takes a few before you cum, your wetness running down across my balls, your pussy squeezing my cock hard in waves.
As your orgasm subsides, I pull out. Once you’ve caught your breath, we kiss. You grind against me, and whisper “let’s get the blanket and go fuck each other properly”
We find a secluded spot, just in case. Pants are quickly off again, as well as your top. No bra either! You lay me down, climb on me, slide down on my cock slowly. The softmoonlight makes you even hotter. The air has cooled slightly so your nipples are at attention.
We spend the next ten minutes with you on top, grinding away, soaking my crotch even more.
“Did you want to see the stars at all tonight? ” I say with a cheeky grin. “fuck yes, I also need that cock hard and deep! ”
Moving on top of you, I pound hard on the first stroke. “fuck yes” you exclaim. I continue to give you my best, deepest, hardest thrusts. Another orgasm builds in you, you slide a hand down and work your clit.
Another strong orgasm flows through your body. I hold you, staying deep inside you as you calm down.
“it’s your turn” you say. “but I’ve got no underwear, so lie down and let me lick and suck you dry”. I’m not going to say no to a blow job when you put it like that.
I lay down again, and you get to work with one of your amazing blow jobs. You lick my balls clean of our juices, then trail your tongue up the shaft before taking me all the way into your mouth in one motion.
Up and down, hand working away in unison and against your mouth. It’s exquisite! After all that hard fucking of your tight pussy and the best head yet, I’m soon closing in on my own orgasm.
“are you ready?” I ask. No response, you just work harder on me. I tense up, before releasing pulse after pulse of my cum into your warm waiting mouth.
You swallow it down, eagerly cleaning up every drop, before moving up and cuddling into me. We kiss, savouring the moment together and admiring the stars.
We eventually get dressed and pack up into the car. We share another passionate kiss, and you push me against the car. It’s clear to me that you’re still hot and horny. “pants off, back seat” you whisper into my ear.
I sit on the seat, reclining as best I can. You climb in, pants off, and lower yourself onto my lap, back towards my chest. So fucking hot.
Working up and down, I go from firm to rock hard again in no time. I run my fingers down your back, then around, under your breasts and then squeeze your nipples, hard. You moan. A hand begins to work your clit again, going for a third orgasm.
Trembling this time, you cum, before collapsing back onto my lap. I think this time you’re finally satisfied. But you insist on feeling my cum inside you, you’re not worried about it dripping out on the drive home.
So we swap positions, to you on your hands and knees inside the car, me standing on the ground pounding you from behind.
This new found boldness, three orgasms for you, swallowing my load and now watching your ass as I give your pussy all I’ve got, pushes me over the edge very quickly. I fill your tight pussy with as much cum as I’ve got left. You’ll definitely feel it on our way home.
We quickly get dressed, it’s late, and I take you home. It’s a quieter drive, we’ve burnt through heaps of energy together.
We pash and say our goodbyes. I grab your pussy and ass from underneath as you get out of the car, and feel our combined juices now slowly soaking into your pants.
What started as a last minute date became a night to remember.
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