Park and Ride.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee fills the air.
The low hum of an engine.
The morning sun casting prisms through the glass.

Or maybe it’s your eyes.
Gazing into mine with wonder and hunger.
Slowly stroking my hand as you grasp it tightly in yours.

The space between us closing quickly, as you pull me into your arms. Strong. Gentle. Excited. Safe.
The soft, plump, curves of your lips enveloping mine.
I’m drowning in your kiss with your tongue as my life line.

Your hand running up my back, shoulders, grasping my neck. My hair entangled in your fingers. Hungrily, you devour me again. Straddling your hips, my thighs gripping you tightly.

My hands hunting for a opening, sneaking under your shirt, feverish, need driven to feel you. Your skin. Your powerful chest pounding under my touch.
Drawn to your heat.

Your kisses trail down my face and gently nibble on the delicate flesh on my neck. My nerves are on end, craving you. I violently tug your shirt over your head.
My breath catches at the exquisite view of you.
Your naked body fueling my addiction for your touch.
My shirt is lost next and I lean into you, melting into you.
Your hands grasp my hips. As you kiss me, breathe caught in your chest, lost in the fantasy.
One hand slides down my brown leather pants and the other, fingers sliding across my back, longing to be aquatinted with every inch. You squeeze my ass tightly, pulling me into you. Your desires, throbbing, between my legs.

Raising slightly to make room as you undo your belt and begin on your zipper. I make quick work of pulling them down as you kick off your boots.

I spin around and hold the steering wheel. You slip your fingers around the waist band on mine and slide them off my hips. No panties, no more problems… Nothing between us but air as I slide back against you and down onto your eager desires.

Your arms wrap around me and knead at my breasts as I slip against you, hips circling around, and ass bouncing up and down. Covering you in my juices.

They are everywhere, your hands. Adventurous, ravenous. Digging into my ass cheeks, plunging between my legs, melting into my hips. Pulling apart my thighs, as you buck your hips and slam deep into my hot wet hole. Tight and molding to perfection around your hard rod.
You leverage my left thigh and meet my efforts, ass slapping against your lap as you thrust deeper into me.

The windows are foggy. The silence of the early morning darkness broken by the sounds of concupiscent moans and yelps of ecstacy.

The swelling of your manhood inside me. The pulsing in your veins between my legs. The burn of your heat against my skin, bursting open the creamy desires for your balls to fill my insides all around you. Dribbling down your refilled sack and coating your thighs with my essence. The moist, velvety walls that surround you shake violently. Restricting around your cock as you continue to hammer into me.

Your arm tight around my waist. Fully buried inside me, melted into eachother as one. Your release pervades me, flooding every part of my tightly clenched pussy. Chemistry combining our juices into an explosive combination of relief and rapture.

Collapsing energy into a pile of sweaty mess. The fragrance of salty prurience filling the cabin space. Heavy breathing and the soft smack of kisses against sticky skin. Relieving the craving to be yours again.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/129jwnf/park_and_ride

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