A Sunday Drive to remember,
God I love this car… the sweet rumblings of the 350 wide open on the road made my nipples pucker. I glanced across the car and watched him for a moment. His strong, callused hand atop of the wheel, his tanned arm so relaxed in the open window. The bulge of his bicep under his taught tee made me think of last night and how strong he felt holding me against the bed then later against himself. I don’t even know why I liked it but wow just thinking of it was making me squirm in my seat. I tried to refocus my gaze to outside of the car. The song changed on the radio and Aerosmith started pumping through the speakers I see his little smirk as I reach to turn it up higher. Yes, this was the same song that was playing last night when he told me that he like BDSM – I still haven’t had the nerve to tell him I didn’t know what that actually meant, but I sure loved everything we did last night. He must have seen on my face where my thoughts had gone because that smirk turned to a devilish grin before my eyes. Pulling up to the stop light he starts singing the lyrics with me. He catches my eye as we are waiting… I roll mine and try to keep the blush creeping across my skin from turning me into a giant tomato. The light must have turned green as I feel the force of the car taking off. Damn that man and this car. My panties are just about soaked as I watch the flaps in the reversed scooped hood close.
Glancing over, I catch him adjusting himself. I wonder if this car does it for him too…. “Can I help you with that?” I say in my most obnoxious voice. He replies with a grunt and a smirk as he reaches down and starts to undo the button to his Levi’s. I can’t believe he’s going to whip his cock out right here! What if someone sees?! I frantically look around for people staring at us, and find that we are on some highway with no one in site and cornfields all around. Hmmmm maybe this could be fun.
His left hand now has the wheel and his right is moving up and down his shaft. I find myself biting my lip as I watch a drop of precum emerge from the tip of his cock. Reaching over, I swirl my finger over the wetness and slightly down to that super sensitive spot below its head. Not able to resist I bring the finger back to my mouth for a taste. Mmm so good.
I can’t abstain, I’m up on my knees and bending over to take him in my mouth. His groan fills the air around us as I take him deep in my mouth. His hand automatically goes to my hair and I feel him bunching it under his fingers. My nipples are so hard, rubbing back and forth across the leather of the console. He’s in complete control of my head now, pulling ever so wickedly on my hair. I feel the seat move back and the cruise control kick in. Glad for the extra room, I reach my hand down to stroke him while I’m sucking. Moving my hand up as my mouth moves down and his cock is trying to slide down my throat. He drops my hair and before I can even think of a protest his hand comes down on my ass and a resounding SMACK is heard, I feel the sting on my cheek and my clit throbs along with it. “Pants off now” he growls. His voice is so deep, so animalistic, like it almost hurt to get out. I find my self obeying without even realizing I’m doing so. After ridding myself of those evil pieces of clothing. I glanced around in a panic realizing I’m now ½ naked in a car that is driving down a road… but besides a truck that passed going the other way, there was nothing and no one to see.
I glanced over at him and the ravenous look in his eyes had me gasping. “show me how wet you are” his voice seemed to vibrate through me. I reached between my thighs and touched myself. I moaned unconsciously and heard his moan at the same time. He reached over and thrusted his long finger inside of me, pulled back and thrusted two in. My head fell back as little stars crossed across my vision. He was doing something down there…. I have no idea what he was doing but I hoped he never would stop. My pleasure was rising higher and higher and then it just disappeared. “on my cock now” echoed through my ears. Yes, that’s what I needed…. I turned so I was facing him and slowly moved my leg over the console and over his lap. Grateful for the T-tops being open, I adjust to being completely on his lap with his hard cock between us. I’m now not so sure what to do and defiantly don’t want to crash – could you imagine how that would be written in the paper. I start to rethink this whole idea and look down at him and he is staring at me, with an almost panicked look in his eyes “Now Meghan, or I’m think I’m going to die”. Seeing the desperation, which was mirroring my own, I moved my hips up and slid his cock into my pussy. The groan that emitted from both of us was a sound of pure pleasure. His hands were now both gripping the steering wheel tightly, as if he had to or he would have let go all together. I tucked my head into his shoulder and started to ride him. It wasn’t before long that I felt myself ready to go. My back bowed back and I could feel the wind whipping across the top of my head that was breaching the open t-top. Below me I could feel him thrusting up so deep, and the warm jets of his release fill me. I started to come back down as I felt him pull off the side of the road.
This is definitely a Sunday drive I won’t forget.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wcpwpo/sunday_drive_mf