Not all fucks are created equal, and the “home after an extended period away” fuck certainly ranks high up near the top. For some reason most of my partners/fuck buddies tend to leave the country for the holidays which means on many occasions I’ve spent the day incredibly horny while anxiously awaiting their return, usually passing the time by reading gonewildstories, writing my own and sending texts describing all the thing we would do as soon as they arrived.
My current fwb planned a month long trip home for the holidays but ended up cutting his trip short because of the latest rounds of travel restrictions. Not wanting to risk being stuck out of the country, he decided to fly home 2 weeks earlier than originally planned. While I was genuinely disappointed for him, I couldn’t deny that I was thrilled to have his cock back to fill my holes sooner than planned – the stressful weeks leading up to the holidays kicked my sex drive through the roof and I spent many restless nights wishing for someone to fuck the pain away.
In the days leading up to his return home, I made sure to describe in great detail all of the things I would do as soon as he got home (complete with pictures of his Christmas present, which was me in various lingerie sets and toys). When the day finally came around, I prepared my flat with everything we would need to spend the next 48 hours uninterrupted. Food, drinks and Harry Potter would be the only things breaking up the sex marathon I had planned. I wished him a good flight and sent a photo of the bedroom, dimly lit by candles (one of which doubled as a massage oil) with a few of our favourite toys on the bedstand – a butt plug, wrist cuffs and a prostate vibrator. “😈 ” was the response I got in return, and I told him I would be ready and waiting at the airport.
He’d be travelling for most of the following day and I would pick him up from the airport when he arrived in the evening. I got the notification that his flight was arriving on time, and put the finishing touches on the last surprise I had planned – I would be wearing a new set of black lingerie and stockings underneath my coat, with nothing else on. I knew the minute he saw my black tights and heels he would suspect what was going on, and the thrill of him getting hard in the middle of a busy arrivals terminal was enough to make my pussy throb.
I got into the car and put on my sex playlist to get in the mood and drove 45 mins to the airport. I checked that his flight was still on time before parking, and went inside to wait for him – it was a cold night and I didn’t look too conspicuous in my buttoned up wool coat. I sat down with my legs crossed, arranging the tails open enough to make anyone walking by wonder how short the dress was underneath it – little did they know there was nothing but a black lace thong separating my now wet pussy and the open air.
I scrolled through our messages while I waited, feeling the anticipation pooling between my legs as my excitement started to coil in my stomach. I was aching for his cock and had to remind myself that an airport would not be an appropriate place to drop to my knees the second I saw him. Finally, I saw the first class passengers begin to file through the arrival gate and kept my eyes out for curly brown hair amid the bobbing heads. My face split into a grin when I saw him, and a blush crept onto my cheeks as I saw the questioning look in his eyes as he took in my outfit. I went in for a hug, pushing as much of my body against him as I could – his hands slipped down to my ass as he pulled me against him and the growing hardness in his pants. He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spin before landing on my lips. It started as a slow, airport appropriate kiss but before I could pull away his tongue began to explore my mouth and my self control slipped a bit.
After a few seconds that felt like much longer, we broke away and began our walk to the parkade. He grabbed my hand and I pushed myself against him as we walked – “Did you just come from somewhere?” he asked, gesturing to my outfit and hair. “Oh, no I just felt like wearing something nice for you” I said, letting go of his hand so I could run ahead of him and twirl around on display. I looked around the mostly unoccupied parking lot before unbuttoning the top of my coat, revealing enough of the black balconette bra underneath for him to get the idea. His eyes lingered on my cleavage as he took me in, and when he looked back up at me I could feel the wetness between my legs increasing. He stopped in front of me, sliding a hand underneath my coat until he felt the top of the black thong – his hand went lower to find there was nothing else there until he brushed against the top of the stockings held up by garters. He slipped his fingers up my thigh until they reached my wet slit. I inhaled a sharp breath and brought my mouth to his while he teased at my entrance.
“What a naughty little slut you are”, he breathed against my lips in between kisses, “getting your pussy wet with nothing on underneath your jacket while you waited for Daddy.” He pushed me up against a parked car and opened the top of my coat, squeezing my breasts before pulling my bra down and pinching a nipple. He teased me for a few seconds while I tried to grind against the front of his pants. “I’m just a few more rows over” I told him, grabbing his hand and leading him towards the car. I opened the trunk to put in his bags, making sure to bend forward more than was necessary, giving him a view of the black lace thong I had underneath. He grabbed my hips and ground against me and for a moment I considered letting him pull my thong to the side and fuck me right there.
Better thinking prevailed, and I pushed him off of me as I turned around. He went in for another kiss while his hands explored inside my coat but I stopped him again before we both got carried away. “You better let me go before I get too distracted to drive” I told him as I headed to the driver’s side and got in. He gave me a look that sent my pussy throbbing and got in on the passenger side. I waited for the car to warm up a bit and unbuttoned my whole coat, revealing the full set I was wearing – a balconette bra that put my 36D tits on full display, paired with a black thong and garter belt that connected to thigh high stockings. He reached over to pull my thong to the side, slipping two fingers inside my dripping wet pussy. “I’m not going to be able to drive while you’re doing this” I told him, but I ground myself against his fingers. It was going to be a long, long drive.
The car finally heated up and I started to reverse out – he kept his fingers on my thigh while I drove and I made it to the highway in a few minutess. Instead of staying on the route home, I took the first exit circling back to the airport – there was a parking lot not too far away which I was pretty sure would be dark and empty at this time of night. Earlier in the day while planning my surprise for him I decided we should also try and cross off car sex from our sexual bucket list – it was something we had discussed in the past and the opportunity seemed too good to miss, especially given how I was dressed (easy access).
After a few short minutes of driving, I turned into the dark parking lot and proceeded to the far corner, which was thankfully empty and out of the range of the lamp posts. I put the car in park and turned to look at him and see if he was on board. Before he could say anything, I got out and took my jacket off, throwing it back on to the seat before climbing into the back. He quickly followed and as soon as the door shut behind him I began unbuckling his pants. He leaned back as I let his cock free and began to devour him with my mouth. He groaned in pleasure, resting his hand on the back of my head as I worked myself up and down him. “What a good little slut you are”, he said, “sucking Daddy’s cock in the back of a car because she couldn’t wait to get home.” I moaned in agreement as I continued, gagging and spitting on him as I worked to take every inch of him. “Let me see those tits while you suck my cock” he told me, and with one hand and my mouth around him I reached back to undo my bra, shrugging it off and tossing it aside. He reached over and played with my nipples, causing me to whimper and moan while I worked my mouth up and down.
“Does Daddy’s slut deserve his fingers in her pussy?” he asked, moving them from my chest to my ass, squeezing and slapping my cheek, “or would she like it in her ass?” I came up for air and to tell him he could put his fingers anywhere as long as they were inside me. He dipped two fingers into my pussy and rubbed up and down my slit as I pushed against him, coating them in my juices. “I think she wants them in her ass” he said as he began circling them against my tight hole. He slowly pushed his middle finger into the first knuckle and began working it in and out, loosening me up. I pictured how I must look, ass up in the air while he fingered me, on full display to anyone who might walk by. I continued working my mouth up and down, taking him all the way to the balls and holding him in as deep as possible before choking and coming up for a breath. “I need you in my pussy,” I told him breathlessly, “please let me fuck you”.
He took his fingers out of my ass as I scrambled to get in a sitting position – honestly, trying to get fucked in the back of a car isn’t anywhere near as fun or smooth as movies would have you believe but I needed him so badly that it was worth a bit of discomfort and awkward manouvering. I finally managed to get myself into a position that would work, sitting in his lap facing forward and using the seat in front as leverage to bounce myself up and down and him. I pulled my thong to the side and lowered myself onto his cock, letting out a short groan of pleasure as I seated myself fully. Grabbing onto the headrest, I began to rock myself back and forth on him, feeling his thick cock filling up every inch of me. I began to bounce up and down as he reached around to put a hand around my throat. “That’s good, you like bouncing on Daddy’s cock where anyone could see you? You like getting fucked in the back of a car like a whore?” I leaned back against him, grinding my hips back and forth as he choked me. He brought his other hand to my clit and pushed down in tight circles, knowing it bring me to climax shortly.
“Come on, princess, cum on Daddy’s cock now” he whispered into my ear, biting and kissing my neck. He pinched my nipple while pushing down on my clit and I felt my orgasm spiralling out from my core. I arched my back against him as I came, clamping down hard around his cock while it washed over me. I leaned forward as the final spasms stopped and turned back to look at him. “Get on all fours on the edge of the seat,” he instructed me, working himself out from under me and opening the door. He shut it, and came around the other side as I got into position. With the door open and my ass in the air on full display, he slammed himself back into me from behind. “Look back and watch me fuck you, slut,” he said, pounding into me with his hands digging into my hips, “beg Daddy for his cum.”
I turned my head to look at him and almost came again at how dirty it was – door open, windows slightly fogged and the chance that anyone could drive by and see me being used was almost enough to make me cum again. “I want you to cum for me,” I moaned, “I want you to fill me up so I can feel you dripping out of me while I drive home.” At hearing that, he picked up speed and with a few final thrusts emptied himself into my pussy, pulling out to spill some on my back. He paused for a moment, catching his breath, before using his fingers to scoop up his cum. “Looks like we made a mess, you better clean this up,” he told me. I turned around and leaned forward, sucking the cum off his fingers slowly, twirling my tongue around then and licking up every last drop.
“Now let’s get home and see about those items you left out on the bedstand”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rjbojo/fucking_in_the_car_because_we_couldnt_wait_to_get