Austin pushes me back against the car door. Hard. It feels as if his hands are everywhere all at once; grabbing and caressing my entire body, running through my hair, pulling me in closer and pressing me up against his fully erect cock.
I’m just as eager. My arms wrapped around his neck. I pull at his shirt, drawing him into me. Parting my lips further, I let out a moan as he thrusts his tongue deeper inside my mouth, so that he’s practically throat fucking me with it.
We’re hidden away at the furthest end of the otherwise deserted carpark. The sun is setting fast, casting long, dark shadows. I don’t know if there’s any CCTV, but I know the office building doesn’t have any night security. We’re completely alone.
Still, the sensible thing to do right now would be to call it a night, get in my car, and drive home. Alone. We both have early starts in the morning, and I don’t want our first time together to be rushed.
Though it’s hard to concentrate on what I should or shouldn’t be doing right now as Austin’s hands slide down over my butt, and grab the back of my thighs, lifting me up off my feet. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around his waist so that his cock now pushes between my legs. Our stupid, restrictive clothes are the only things preventing him from fucking me right here, right now in my work’s carpark.
This is our fourth date together, and completely unplanned. He had messaged me earlier asking if I wanted to meet up after work, and of course, I said yes. We met at the pub round the corner. We both ordered food, though I didn’t drink because I had to drive, and Austin didn’t even though he came in by train. After our meal, Austin, being the perfect gentleman that he is offered to walk me back to my car, which I had left at the office.
Except now that ‘gentleman’ has his hand down my trousers, rubbing my clit through my underwear. I’m so wet for him right now that I can feel it soaking through my clothes.
“Should we take this inside?” I murmur in his ear, struggling to catch my breath. Blindly, I grope for the door handle behind me.
“Allow me.”
Finding the handle with his free hand, Austin yanks the door open and throws me down on the backseat. I shuffle up to give him room as he climbs in behind me.
Before I can say anything, he pounces on me. Covering my body in kisses, he begins unbuttoning my blouse, almost ripping it apart. He kisses along the top of my breasts as he pulls my trousers and plain cotton panties down, my flats getting caught in the process.
I’ve not had sex in a car before. It’s cramped, and there isn’t much room. I’m surprised we fit. Surely, we were not about to do this!
“Are you sure about this? We can slow down if you want,” Austin asks, pulling back to unbutton his shirt. Giving me a glimpse of his tatoos underneath. I bite my lip. I’ve never been able to resist a man with tattoos.
“Don’t you dare,” I say, fumbling to undo his jeans.
His cock springs free as I pull down his navy boxers. Although this isn’t my first time seeing it, it looks bigger than I remembered. And I realise just how much i want this. Spreading my legs as far apart as I can in the cramped space, I pull him down towards me.
He teases the tip of his penis along my opening, and kisses my neck, causing me to whimper and writhe in anticipation.
“Ready?” He whispers in my ear. Slowly, he pushes forwards, parting my folds. Soon, he’ll be inside me, filling me up…
“Hang on… wait…” I stutter, placing my hand gently against his bare chest. I can feel his heartbeat pounding away inside.A thought suddenly occurs to me in the jumbled sex haze of my mind.
Austin stops, his cock still pressed against me. I can feel it throbbing, willing him to continue. Desperate to take me and fuck me anyway he sees fit. But he stays.
“You got a condom?”
Austin shakes his head. “No, not on me. I thought you were on the pill?” We had talked about sex, what were comfortable with, or not, I just hadn’t expected it to happen so soon. Or in the back of my car.
“I can’t remember if I took this morning,” I sheepishly admit.
“I see. Well, maybe we shouldn’t…” His voice trails off. Although he has stopped, he makes no attempt to move away from me, his body warm and slick with sweat, still pressed against mine. “There’s a shop round the corner. Or we could go back to mine.”
There’s a moment’s pause. Both reasonble suggestions, but clearly neither of us want to leave.
“We can still do other stuff,” I say, pulling him in for a kiss.
“I like the sound of that,” Austin agrees as he kisses back.
His dick slides down to the no man’s land between my two holes as he slides two fingers into my soaking wet pussy. They make a wet, sloshing sound as he pumps them in and out.
I gasp, grinding my body beneath his. As I do I can feel his cock brush against my butt cheeks, sending shivers of anticipation deep inside me. Gripping him harder, I pull him down closer so that his cock now nestles between my cheeks, as I buck my hips towards him. The feeling of him pressing against my puckered hole turns me on even more, and I can tell he’s enjoying the sensation just as much as me by the way his breathing has become more laboured. His fingers work harder and faster inside me.
I need him. His fingers are good, oh so good, but l need more.
“Austin, how do you feel about anal?” I ask, clenching just enough to gently squeeze his thick, bulbous head.
He closes his eyes and shudders, his fingers suspended mid thrust. He then looks down at me with his big, serious brown eyes. “I’m game if you are,” he says.
In response, I kiss him gently on the lips before firmly pushing him off from me. Turning round, I readjust myself on the back seat so that I’m now kneeling on all fours.
“Have you done this before?” Austin asks, running his hands across my cheeks, taking in the full roundness of my bent over arse. Our previous conversations never went as far as anal.
“Yeah.” It’s only a half lie. I’ve had fingers and toys up there, though never a dick. But I don’t feel like talking right now, I just want to feel him fucking my insides. It may sound vulgar or unladylike, but that’s the way he’s making me feel. “You might need to loosen me up a bit first.”
“No problem.”
Austin gives my butt a little slap before pressing a thumb against my tight, little butt hole. I thrust my hips back, pushing his thumb inside of me. I gasp, my hands gripping against the steamed up window as the initial feeling of discomfort dissolves into gratification.
“Are you alright?” I can hear the slight hesitation in his voice.
“I’m good. That just feels so good,” I reassure him.
“Good.” Austin forces his thumb even deeper in as he begins thrusting it along. “You know I have a confession to make. One of the first things I noticed about you was your arse. It’s just so perfect.”
“Really?” I feign surprise. It’s not like I haven’t caught him looking before or that I deliberately find reasons to wave it in his face. I’m well aware that it’s by far my best asset.
“You have no idea,” Austin replies, oblivious to my sarcasm. He then gives my cheeks another slap, as if unable to control himself. Harder this time, sending ripples that I can feel reverberating down my thighs, and deep within my core.
“Yeah, well are you ready to fuck me in there?”
Austin doesn’t reply, but withdraws his thumb, quickly replacing it with the head of his cock. I feel it pulsating as he slowly slides it into my tight arse hole. It’s considerably bigger than his thumb as it slowly stretches me out. I bite down on my lower lip, bracing myself.
“Fuck, it’s so tight,” Austin cries out, pushing himself further and further inside. “I don’t know how long I’m gonna last.”
“Don’t worry,” I groan, pushing my hips back as I try help work my arse up and down along his shaft, but it’s a tight squeeze. “Just make it count.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Austin thrusts his hips, meeting my slow, steady rhythm. As he does so, he slides a hand down and begins massaging my clit as he pumps into me. Working his way deeper and deeper into my back entrance. “Do you like that?”
“Hmph, yes,” I gasp, arching my back. My fingers splay across the window, slipping from the condensation.
“How about this?” Still rubbing my clit, he slips a finger into my pussy, thrusting it time with the rhythmic drive of his cock.
“Yeah, fuck me like that.”
“Fuck I’m not gonna last much longer.” Austin bellows.
His breathing, like mine, is shallow and ragged. I’m just about able to hear him over the sound of my heart beating, and the wet slapping noise of Austin’s fingers pumping inside me. I’m so wet right now that I can feel them coating the inside of my thighs.
“Do it! Cum in my arse,” I pant.
Austin picks up the pace driving harder and faster into my taut little hole. It’s rough and it’s painful, but I can’t get enough. Like a drug I need more. I buck my hips to meet his thrusts, sighing his name, while the whole time he continues pleasuring my pussy.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” My gasps come out in higher and higher moans, my palm slapping against the back window.
“I’m going to…”
Austin doesn’t finish his sentence as he suddenly lurches forwards. Driving deeper into my poor, tender arse hole as he fills me with his semen. His fingers hit just the right spot as I cum with him.
“I don’t think I’ve ever came like that before,” Austin pants, catching his breath. His fingers remain stroking my pussy as he slowly thrusts inside me, milking out every last drop into my greedy, aching ass. “Now, I know I need to get out of you, but I don’t want to make a mess in your car.”
Still out of breath, I point over to the box of tissues down by the driver’s seat. Austin manages to reach over and grab them. He pulls a handful out and bunches them up just below, where his now flaccid dick rests inside me before pulling out. I feel his cum pouring out of me like a waterfall, hitting against the tissue. There’s more than I had realised, and I just know some of it is going to end up on the leather upholstery. But I just don’t care about any of that right now.
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