I invited him to a party that I spent an hour getting ready for. I curled my hair, spent a little extra time on my make up, and chose a dazzling blue sequin cocktail dress. It was a date I had been teasing him about over text for days. A date I had been looking forward to.
The party, though, turned out to be mediocre. By the time I poured my second beer, we had already said hello to anyone we knew and they had moved on. We did the standard “Hello, how are you, this is my friend, isn’t the weather just crazy lately,” and then they would all wander off, looking for the next small talk. All the while, I could feel his hand resting comfortably on the small of my back.
We settled a cozy corner not far from everyone else and I took the chance to lean against the wall. My heels were tall and the night was still beginning. I took a short sip of the pale ale, and ran my eyes over him. He looked delicious tonight.
He caught my eye and moved a little closer, pulling my hips towards him slightly and resting his hands on my side. Mmmf. I felt a stir in my core, as if something was purring awake. I leaned forward to ask him if he was enjoying night so far. I knew if I moved forward just a little closer I could feel how warm he was, but I held that inch of space.
“Of course,” he started, “And now I have all of your attention.”
Hearing the pleased rumble of his voice sent prickles down my arms.
“Oh?” I asked, pulling back slightly to look up in his eyes. I slid my free hand onto his chest, feeling his steady heart beat beneath my fingers. His eyes met mine and slowly drifted to my lips. He smiled.
He smelled intoxicating and I could feel myself starting to get wet from anticipation. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his. I ran my tongue against his bottom lip and he returned my eagerness in kind. He opened his mouth, our tongues intertwining.
I felt him pull me against him, pressing my small frame against his own. One if his hands took the beer out of mine and set it down next to us as he ran his fingers of his other hand through my hair. I let out a soft moan of pleasure, letting myself get pulled into the moment. He responded by pushing me gently against the wall, firmly pressing his hardening body against mine.
They could all see us. We weren’t hidden, nor had we particularly tried. I still could sense they were moving further away from us, feeling embarrassed on our behalf. That only excited me more.
If he nibbled on my lower lip, I nipped back at his. We teased each other with our tongues until neither of could take it anymore. He grabbed my hand and led be outside and to his car.
By the time he got me back to his car, I could feel just how soaked my panties had become. I was desperate. He started the car and began driving. I wiggled on the seat, greedy for any stimulation on my clit and too impatient to wait.
When we got onto the freeway, I couldn’t wait any longer. I caved, leaning over to him, ducking under his arm, and unzipping his pants to pull out his throbbing cock. I felt myself starting to drool just by seeing at how hard he was. He shifted in his seat to give me better access and I eagerly slid him into my mouth.
I ran my tongue around the head of his cock, teasing him ‘til he stood fully erect and swollen. I felt him unzip the back of my dress. I sat up to pull my dress off before sliding him fully into my mouth. I felt myself gag a little, but I stayed down, running my tongue back and forth as he throbbed against the back of my throat.
“Fuck,” I heard him gasp.
The blinker clicked on and I felt the car pull over, but I didn’t let up.
With the car now parked, he laid his head back and wrapped his fingers in my hair. I started moving up and down his cock in smooth, slow strokes and he let out a contented sigh. It wasn’t long before he began setting the pace, pulling my hair up and pushing me back down.
My drool was everywhere and his cock had turned into a slippery mess. I wagged in pleasure as the taste of pre-cum filled my mouth. Eager to please him more, I pushed him as far as I could fit him, feeling myself gag again.
Surprised, his hand tightened in my hair and he thrust into my mouth. I felt his cum explode out, filling my mouth. I pulled back slightly, suckling gently on his quivering head until he finished.
I swallowed and sat up, grinning from ear to ear. I gazed at him. His eyes were partially closed and he lazily looked over. I giggled, feeling pleased.
He reached a hand over and ruffled my hair slightly.
Bliss.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l1zqao/party_favors_nbm_blowjob_car_ride
So, this was the first time I’ve written anything in a very long time. I feel really rusty. Constructive feedback requested. Thank you!
Great story. Definitely deserves a sequel.