[MF] My ex’s younger friend, a car and a lot of repressed sexual tension!!

She was 3 years younger. I always found her cute, but never really thought about her much. Afterall she was my ex’s younger friend. Pale but creamy shinny skin, jet black hair, jet black eyes. Very prominent facial features. Cheek bones that I could probably fit in my whole palm. Not super pretty, but very striking, mesmerising mysterious face. 

Boobs almost awkwardly huge, on a curvy but kind of slim body. Thicc at the right places, though. I had known her for a couple of years before that, since she was 17 or so and even then she had this body. I felt so guilty when I noticed her at the time.

She had a sort of a goth ‘crazy’ vibe, a bit of a creepy stare, and was attractively and fascinatingly weird. She had a boyfriend, apparently, but she always seemed to stare at me. I dismissed that, thinking it might just be me, but couldn’t take it off my mind.

She would wear very thin bras, and I couldn’t help but stare at her massive jiggly boobs and hard nipples poking through her tops. Me, my ex and her used to hang out quite a lot and she used to keep asking me inappropriate questions and getting flirty in her weird, creepy way. Then suddenly she would start talking about her boyfriend (whom I had never seen or met). And suddenly throw a bitchy attitude at me and talk me down in front of my ex (who I dated for just about a month or so. But we hung out even after breaking up).

It infuriated me, but all that turned me on so much as well, in a twisted way. When she did that I wanted to pin her against a wall, one hand on her throat, another forcing her hand out of the way, my whole body pressed against her, ask her why she behaved like a little bitch and kiss her violently. I am a very non aggressive person in general but she had such an effect on me, which I had never experienced before.

Trying to respect her and my ex’s boundaries, I never did anything, but I couldn’t think of anything else when I saw her or thought of her.

The 3 of us started meeting less and less, but I used to chat or meet her once in a while just casually. Few months later, on my birthday, she messaged me saying she wanted to hang out with me for my birthday. I got curious and weirdly excited, but asked about her boyfriend. She said, ‘What does he have to do with anything? Anyway, he’s okay with it.’ I agreed.

We went for a movie and an early dinner and had a pretty a good time. She continued with her mixed signals but wasn’t too bitchy like usual. I asked her why, she said she’s trying to be nice as it’s my birthday. Then she said, ‘let’s go for a drive’.

I loved drives, which we had gone on many occasions, but she would always be in the back, with my ex riding shotgun. As we drove out of the city towards some lonely mountain roads, she started getting more flirty and then extremely bitchy again. My breathing started getting heavier with every flirty line and every insult she threw at me. 

She was sitting turned towards me, feet up on the centre console. She was wearing a knee length black skirt and a 3/4th sleeved black t-shirt. She also had a short black leather jacket, but had thrown it in the back seat. I couldn’t help but stare at her calves, smooth shiny knees and feet with nails painted black.

It was raining outside, her hair was slightly wet and frizzy, partially covering her face. Her boobs shaking and bouncing with every undulation of the road.

As she hurled yet another insult, I placed my hand on her shoulder and said, ‘Why do you say such things to me?’ She gave a sly smile, gave me the bitchiest angry look with her black eye shadowed eyes and pushed my hand away, and said, ‘Don’t fucking touch me!’.

I just wanted to hold her by the back of her neck and pull her close and kiss her hard. I controlled like a saint. I put my hand on the shoulder again and said, ‘ I’m just asking you a question, why do you always say such things to me?’.

This time she just moved her shoulder around to get my hand off her, and my hand grazed her neck and hair. I almost felt her let out a short sigh. Not once taking her eyes off me, she said again, ‘Don’t you dare!’

I lifted my hand and rested my elbow on the side of her seat with my hand hanging on the side of the seat without touching her. I said, ‘I won’t touch you, but why do you like to insult me so much when always I’m nice to you?’

She looked at my hand, then back I to my eyes and said, ‘I hate it when you’re nice to me!’ My heart started pounding as both anger and horniness built up inside me. I looked at her again and put my hand on her arm, gripping it tight. She had turned towards me even more, and my hand was right next to her boobs, which were squished together between her arms, with massive nipples poking out!

She again moved her shoulder away from me, but because of the way she was sitting, my hand grazed the side of her boob. I pulled back, but she kept staring at me, not once taking her eyes off me. I said sorry, but all she did was stare. I was aching for more.

I kept my hand on her arm again, and said, ‘I won’t take my hand off until you tell me why’. She said, ‘I don’t have to tell you anything’, and juggled her shoulders again, my hand touching almost her whole boob and lightly grazing over her hard, huge nipple. I let out a sigh. She opened her wet, pink lips, still staring like she was looking right into my brain, breathing heavily. She whispered, ‘Fuck you!’ As her eyes filled full of lust and she very lightly bit the left side of her lower lip.

My insides were boiling with hunger. I put my hand around her smooth silky neck, lightly messaging her throat with my thumb, smirked teasingly and said, ‘I’ll kill you if you don’t tell me!’

She let out the smallest moan, started breathing heavily, her boobs moving up and down with each breath and hoarsely whispered, ‘Then I’ll let you!’.

My hand moved down her neck to her collar bone, which was slightly moist, from the rain and a bit of sweat. She breathed heavier and heavier as I moved my hand lower and lower. I slid my middle finger down her moist creamy cleavage and she let out a huge moan as she put her head back and squished her boobs together. She slithered in her seat, grinding her thighs together.

My mouth dropped, I let out a moan, pulled my hand out, grabbed the back of her neck and violently pulled her to me and kissed her. She put one hand on my chest, pulling on my shirt and started kissing me back, vigorously.

I was still driving somehow with one hand on the steering and I have no idea, how we didn’t crash! We kissed, moaning away, all the suppressed sexual tension coming out, for what felt like eternity, till I couldn’t keep my eyes open and pushed her back, as there were quite a few turns on the road.

I glanced at her and I will never forget, as I saw her, her face lit up by headlights of passing cars, her face silky, smooth, shining – moist with rain and sweat. Her parted pink lips almost dripping wet with our saliva; her hair, unkempt, partially covering her face, her boobs jiggling away.

I reached out and touched and caressed her knee. She just kept staring at me, breathing heavily. I moved up slowly, her legs shuddered. I moved my hand up her inner thigh half way, she gasped sharply, held on tightly to the seat and said almost gasping, ‘I’m very dangerous if I lose my control. Do you really want that?’.

I paused, she winced. I then swiftly moved my hand up her creamy smooth skin, as she pressed her thicc thighs together. I reached her panties, she moaned and my fingers were instantly drenched. She was literally leaking out of her panties. I pressed my fingers into them, as I felt even more juice ooze onto my fingers, and I felt her wet bush move around inside. She was letting out a whine with her mouth open, head pressed back against the seat and boobs jutting out. Nipples hard enough to cut through the windscreen.

I have never felt a girl being so wet before, ever. I was so turned on. As I fingered around, I felt her wetness, on her skirt, thighs and I was sure the seat was wet too. 

I started messaging her pussy from outside as she kept moaning. I was so turned on and so hard I was getting almost dizzy. I moved her panty to the side and slid my hand inside the wetness. Her warmth and her fuzzy bush engulfing my fingers. Feeling her bush woke something so primal in me, I slid past and jammed my middle finger into her pussy. It was drenched in juice and made a splashing noise as I finger fucked her hard.

She almost shrieked, hugged my arm tight, pressing it between her boobs and buried her face into the side of my head. Her lips were wet too as she started sucking and licking my neck, saliva dripping.

I pulled out my finger and slid up to find her clit in her hairy, wet mess. As she kept gasping. I found it and rolled my finger around it and she let out another high pitched shriek, then condensing into loud long primal moans.

I couldn’t take it any longer. We were in a pretty secluded area and there was a large patch of empty land just off the road and I pulled over, as far as I could from the road.

As soon as I stopped, I pulled my hand out, held her hair, and thrust her face into me and kissed her like the world was ending. I will never forget the moans and gasps as she kissed me back, tongues deep into each other’s mouths. She wasn’t that great at kissing, her inexperience, quite apparent, but it was so primal, I didn’t even care.

We got our seatbelts off and I pulled her shirt up, and just thrust my face into her cleavage. It was so soft and I will never get over the creamy smooth and moist skin. I just pulled up her bra and just stared down at her huge boobs hanging almost half way to her belly button, with huge pink ghost nipples. I had fantasized about this so many times.

I jumped in and took her nipples in my mouth and sucked like crazy. I took my hand, and jammed them inside her panties again and went to town, her moaning and shrieking.

She moved her hand over my pants and just violently started rubbing over my dick. I swear it was so hard, it was going to tear through my pants. I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled down my pants, got my dick out and grabbed her hair and forced her onto my dick. She moaned and took the whole damn thing in her mouth. She sucked and licked and kept violently moving her lips up and down the shaft extremely fast. It was animalistic.

I wanted to cum right there, but I yearned to be inside her wet hairy pussy. I pushed her away, pushed my seat back. I pulled off her panties and pulled her over to me. 

She got on top and looked at me, her lips shining in the distant car lights from the saliva. She pulled off the her shirt and bra and I was mesmerised by her huge hanging boobs that jiggled around with her every movement.

She pulled back her skirt and I saw her glorious black bush as she hopped on and guided my dick inside her wet pussy. Her moans getting louder and louder. She rode me, both not having much space. But we found sort of a comfortable position and smashed hard into each other. 

She was almost jumping on me. Her beautiful huge boobs bouncing away like crazy. Her face, cleavage and arms full of a sheen from the sweat, reflecting in the faint lights. I grabbed her boobs, hips and ass as we pounded.

I said gasping, ‘I’ve wanted to fuck you so bad for so long!’. She looked at me and almost moaned out, ‘I hated you because I wanted to you, but couldn’t…. I still fucking hate you!’, as she smashed into me even harder.

I groaned, ‘I hate you too, you fucking bitch’ and put my hands around her neck. I have no idea, how and why I did that. I had heard of choking and stuff, but never wanted to do that or understood why. But I lightly started digging my thumbs into her throat. She started going even harder and letting out muffled groans.

I started pushing even deeper into her pussy as she thrust both her hands into my throat. And then I burst, deep into her as I moaned like crazy. Splurting out cum for longer than ever before. She kept going as I was writhing under her. And then she slowed down, stopped and fell onto me. Both out of breath, moaning. Her huge brests pressed against my chest.

We kissed. I put my hands around her, caressed and held on to her sweaty back and ass. I sucked on her boobs again. We slowly got up, got dressed. We started driving back, not talking much. But she kept staring at me with those crazy eyes, like before, the whole way back. I kept playing with her boobs and fingering her as she moaned and groaned and rubbed me over my pants. 

After this we met up fucked once more, but we didn’t have much connection and somehow the magic was missing, and of course, it was nowhere close to the primal crazy fuck we had in the car. We probably just needed to get it out of our system. And then we didn’t really see each other much again. But my word, that was one of the craziest sex I’ve ever had in my life. I doubt I’ll ever experience anything like that again. One hell of a birthday I’d say.

PS – I actually have 2 more stories involving my ex’s other friends. Will post them in a few days when I get time. Tell me if you’d like to hear!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7r50p/mf_my_exs_younger_friend_a_car_and_a_lot_of