Fucking a stranger [F] in the back of [M]y tiny car

My best friend was got married this summer. He’d asked me to be his best man.

We’d originally met in college, and I was there during the early years of his relationship with his wife.

I was excited for them to get married. The part I wasn’t looking forward to was the speech I had to give—public speaking is tough.

I felt a lot of pressure to deliver a really great speech. My friend was hoping for it to be funny, with little stories from our time together as friends. However, I wanted it to be audience-appropriate and heart-warming too. I wanted everyone to be pleasantly surprised by some clever humour and touching moments. I had set my sights high.

Well, I didn’t end up writing it until a week before the wedding (I mean, I only had over a year to prepare) …

But I guess I work well under pressure; I managed to get something fairly structured down on paper (the notes app actually—which I then printed out). I broke it down into sections and rehearsed each one out loud in my kitchen for a few hours. This really helped me refine the flow, add little lines or jokes to make it even better, and most of all I was able to learn it off without having to keep referring to the printed sheets. Preparation is key. To make it look effortless you’ve gotta put the work in.

ANYWAY.

The wedding day arrives and I’m in a well-fitted navy suit. I looked pretty good I think.

A bit about me: I’m 6’0″. Bearded. A bit of size from the gym. A 6.5″ dick that’s decently thick and has impressed one or two partners in the past.

Photos are taken with the groom and finally we make it to the church. I’m confirming everything is ready and begin to usher people to their seats.

People love to be led and told what to do in certain situations. The less they have to think and have someone tell them what they need to do, the better. And I must’ve been doing something right because I caught the attention of someone at the church; a friend of the bride. We’ll call her Lisa.

So my friends get married and we go to the venue for the dinner.

The weather is extremely nice, people are in a great mood. I’m mingling with guests, taking to the maids of honour, directing people around. Dinner goes ahead, and finally the time for speeches arrives.

My moment comes and I’m a wreck inside but I’m cool as can be to everyone in the room. I deliever my speech as practiced and it goes perfectly. I get a standing ovation. People continue to come up to me for the rest of the night telling me I gave an incredible speech (some even said it was the best ‘best man’ speech they can ever remember).

I’m delighted. I’m riding high on not only being free from the responsibility but also the fact that it was such a huge success.

Now, this is where Lisa appears. Sometime after dinner but before the first dance I’m talking with a group of people around my age (friends of the bride) and Lisa is among them.

She tells me that my speech was amazing and it made her laugh so much. I’m flattered not only because it was such a nice thing to say, but also because Lisa is very hot.

This girl is 5’3″. Amazing C-cup tits. Tanned. Light brown/blonde hair. Great slim/curvy figure. Blue eyes, clear skin.

I’m instantly attracted to her and can’t believe I didn’t spot her before now. I was too pre-occupied with everything else to even notice. However, now free from my duties, notice I did.

She’s wearing a beautiful pale pink dress—lovely, light, and I’m starting to imagine what’s underneath.

As we chat I notice her body language open up to me. Lots of eye contact, easy laughs and plenty of joking.

The first dance comes up. The bride and groom dance. I take one of the bridesmaids out onto the floor to waltz. We get through the first song and then everyone joins in. I take a moment to step aside only to find Lisa sitting alone at a table drinking from her wine glass, watching the guests dancing, and catching my eye everytime she looks my way.

She wants me to come over to her; she wants me to ask her to dance. She’s going to say yes.

I start to walk over, but I’m going to rock the boat a little. She’s about to say something as I get to her table but I just give her a grin, nod to the floor and take her hand. She smiles and grabs my hand back.

Electricity.

My heart is beating fast and I hope she can’t tell that I’m nervous.

“I’m totally cool. I’m the best dancer ever. I don’t get nervous. I’m confident.” You’ve gotta tell yourself this shit to stay calm and collected.

We’re getting on like a house on fire. Lots of hand holding, touching her hips, spinning her around. I can see her smiling and laughing. Her friends and my friends are around us having a ball.

We dance for a while before a slow song starts to play. I slip my hands around her waist; her hands rest over my shoulders.

We’re so close now. I’m looking into her eyes. She has amazing blue eyes. We’re inching closer and closer. I can feel her breath on my lips.

We finally kiss. Slow, soft. Really gentle. Two people who just found each other, still unsure, and want to share so much more.

Our kissing gets more intense. I taste her tongue with mine. I put my hand on the back of her head, my fingers in her hair. She lets out a little moan only I can hear.

The music starts to pick up and we leave the dance floor. We head outside to a secluded part of the venue and find an area hidden from view, but allows us to see and is still within earshot in case someone comes trying to find us.

We start kissing again. Now we’re free to feel and grab each other since no one is watching. I squeeze her ass and pull her against me. I want her to feel how hard she has made me. My suit pants is doing nothing to hide my dick.

She runs her hands through my hair and I feel her tits pressing against my chest. I get bolder.

I lift her dress from the back and get to feel her ass properly for the first time. Phat and round. I give it a squeeze with both hands and start to make my way between her legs. I can feel the heat coming from her pussy.

I stop kissing her and spin her around. Her back is against my chest and I can’t help myself—I take her tits in my hands. Big and full. I can feel her hard nipples underneath the fabric of her dress. I start to run one hand up towards her neck and she turns her head to the side looking over her shoulder for me. We kiss again as my other hand makes its way slowly down her stomach until I get between her legs. She’s wet and hot. She’s moaning a lot now as I gentle glide my fingers over her pussy.

I slide the fabric aside and very slowly tease her lips with my fingertips. I run them over her pussy and they are slick and makes gliding back and forth effortless. I carefully play with her clit, not in a rush, and it’s driving her wild. She’s loving it. I bring my fingers to her opening and slip one, then two fingers inside her. She stops kissing me and moans loudly.

Satisfied, I slowly pull out, hold her tight and kiss her cheek. I then turn her back towards me, with my hands on her hips and say with a grin, “So, should we head back inside?”

I wanted to tease her. I wasn’t in a hurry and we had the rest of the evening to enjoy ourselves. It’s a turn on to edge and then make your partner wait.

I also don’t have condoms or a way to clean up any mess so sex outside in the dark isn’t exactly what I wanted to do at my friend’s wedding.

She’s far too turned on and doesn’t want to stop, “I want you to fuck me.”

We are in the dark and it isn’t really the best spot. It’s a relatively small venue. There’s plenty of space for tables, chairs and a bar, but not much else. Everyone is staying in hotels and accommodation that’s a 15-20 minute drive away.

“I really want you now…”

My dick jolts.

Since it’s such a cliché for random hookups, I joke, “Well we could always go and fuck in the backseat my car.” I never intended to actually do it.

“OK.”

“Wait, seriously?”

“Yeah, let’s go.”

OK, it’s on. I take her hand and lead her through the dark to where I’m parked.

I tell her on the way that my car isn’t very big and it might not be possible. But at least we’d be somewhere a lot more private. She’s happy with that and we continue on our way.

We get to my car and I sit in the back seat on one side with her on the other. We’re in such a small space together and I can smell her perfume and feel her breath.

She reaches for me and climbs onto my lap facing me. Her back is to the front and she’s resting her head against mine. We kiss again and I’m hard within seconds. She feels it and I can tell she’s desperate for my dick.

She starts to unbuckle my belt and I open my pants and pull them down as best I can in the tight space. My dick is free and I can feel the heat from her pussy. There’s only a thin piece of fabric between us.

The car and position we’re in isn’t exactly comfortable but it could work. However, right at that moment my brain starts working again, “Wait, I don’t have any condoms.”

“I’m on the pill.”

We’re both taking a risk with one another, but it actually adds to the thrill.

After a few seconds of maneuvering she’s got my dick in hand and lined up with her pussy. I feel her lips around the head as she slides down. It incredible.

Everything else fades away and all I can feel is myself inside her. She’s super tight and it’s like a vice around my dick. Every move she makes adds to the pleasure and I’m starting to moan involuntary.

She can’t bounce a lot but just enough to make it feel amazing. She starts rocking back and forth. I start to kiss her again and grab her ass, thrusting to meet her and control the speed and angle so I don’t slip out.

I can’t think straight. This girl I just met is riding me in the back of my car and she’s so fucking good at what she’s doing. She’s kissing me so much and we are both moaning and breathing hard.

“Oh fuck…. oh God, yes, just like that. Fuck me just like that….”

I push the straps of her dress down her shoulders so I can get to those big tits I’ve been thinking about all evening. I suck on her nipples as she fucks me into the seat. She’s losing her mind as I lightly nibble and pinch while by dick plunges deeper and deeper inside her.

She’s so wet and turned on and the feeling of fucking one another is primal. When one of us moves, it’s pleasure for us both.

I can usually last a long time in bed, but I’m so turned on I’m gonna cum if she doesn’t stop.

“You need to slow down….. no, please I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop…..”

My pleasure turned her on even more. She was in control and she wanted to be the one to decide when I came.

I could tell after the second time I said it that she wasn’t going to stop. I was half-pleading with her, but I knew she was lost to the feeling. Lust had taken over and she was on a mission—she was trying to milk me dry.

“Fuck….. I’m gonna cum…..”

She bounced on my dick as I started to blast my load deep inside her. I grabbed her hips and emptied my balls as I moaned out in pure bliss. I nearly blacked out from how intense it was. My orgasm set her off. Her pussy was so tight, squeezing my dick dry, making sure I pumped everything I had into her.

We rested on each other, exhausted. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so satisfied.

So close together, we kissed again and I stoked her hair and told her she was amazing. She giggled and said I was pretty good too. We managed to get ourselves cleaned up and relatively presentable a short time later—I had some supplies in my car.

We walked back to the party hand in hand to enjoy the rest of the night and have been together ever since.

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