“We can’t have cum dripping everywhere. You’ll finish in my mouth.”
“Seriously? I don’t give a shit about a few stains, Andrea. Especially since they’d remind me of this moment every time I see them.”
“Well, that’s both romantic and naughty. This fine leather, though…”
“Again, that doesn’t matter. But if you insist…”
I lift her off me, my drenched dick slipping out of her, and flip her around. Still, in the afterglow of her climax, she’s lax as I maneuver her onto the console between the front seats so her torso leans onto it while her ass sticks out back here with me.
“Lex, what are you doing?” she wonders, twisting around.
“I’m not done with you yet, Andrea.”
I arrange her knees on the backseat between mine, and then I lean into her, holding the front seats’ backrests for balance. This car is too fucking small for all the things I want to do to her, but I’ll make it work, somehow. I’ll switch to an SUV, though, so we have more room to move around the next time we do this.
Once my tip is aligned with her slit, I slam into her to the hilt, ripping a throaty moan out of her. Tucked as she is between the seats, shecan’t do anything but take it. And I give it to her exactly like she asked. I fuck her like there isn’t an ounce of love between us, like I wouldn’t die for her, like she isn’t the most precious thing in my life… And she fucking loves it. She’s so drenched that I feel it between us, sticking to my thighs as it drips down hers.
When I look down to admire the mess she’s making, the puckered-up hole above where my cock hammers into her calls to me. A proper whore would love it if I played with it, wouldn’t she? I know my Andrea would.
I bring my thumb between us, drag it in her wetness, and lift it to her asshole. She doesn’t protest when I push against it. On the contrary, she begs, “God, yes!”
So I sink it in there, all the way to the last knuckle, marveling at how tight it is. I follow the pace of my hips, extracting helpless cries and whimpers.
“Look at you,” I grunt, never halting my brutal thrusting. “So desperate for my cock that you can’t last five days without begging for it. Everyone thinks you’re such a good fucking girl, but you and I, we know the truth, right?” She whimpers my name, her hands clutching the seats. “Behind your strong facade, your temper, your independence… You’re just a brat who needs to be reminded that, deep down, you’d do anything to get your greedy cunt stuffed full of cock and cum.”
Her orgasm takes us both by surprise, her scream filling the car, her pulsing cunt compelling me to follow her. There’s no way I’m holding back this time.
“Don’t come inside my pussy,” she orders, still thinking of the fucking leather in this moment of blissful abandon.
Although I genuinely couldn’t care less, I’m not going against her will. But there’s no way her mouth can get here before cum shoots out of me. I’ve passed the point of no return, and this is happening. Right. Fucking. Now.
Without overthinking it, I pull out of her, remove my thumb from her ass, and bring my shiny tip to the loosened hole instead. I push against it just enough to breach the tight ring. She moans my name, throwing her hips back enough to make the round head disappear in there. Her eagerness and the insane pressure trigger my release, a searing rope of cum spurting right into her ass. I groan and whimper as I empty inside her, eyes fixed on where we’re joined. She’s only taking my tip, but it’s enough to be one of the hottest sights I’ve ever witnessed.
She lies there unmoving, waiting for my climax to end. It feels so fucking good that a white veil flashes before my eyes for a second. Jesus fuck, I wouldn’t be surprised if she made me pass out from coming too hard one day.
When the last of my cum has spurted, I fist myself at the base, squeeze, and bring my hand up to make sure it’s all in her. My voice is hoarse and uneven as I say, “I’m going to pull out. If you don’t want it to drip everywhere, keep it tight, Andrea.”
The muscle contracts around me as she nods. This was only a taste of what’s to come, and I cannot wait for the day I’ll be fucking her in there for real. Slowly, I pull out and watch as a thick white drop spills out to roll down to her pink and overworked pussy.
Fuck, I could probably go again if she gave me five minutes to recuperate. But her family might start to worry, so I decide to be reasonable and pull my pants up, shoving my softening dick back into my underwear. I then help Andrea with her dress, zipping it back up, and pull her into my arms for a moment, half lying on the back seat with her on my chest.
“Did I hurt you?” I whisper into her ear, grazing its shell with my lips. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go that deep.”
“There was a stretch but… no. It was very different.”
“Different good?”
“Different great. I think I’ll like it even more when you go deeper.”
Again, my cock reacts to her insatiable greed. “Good. And did I do the rest right?”
“What rest?”
“Fuck you like a whore.”
Her giggle sounds exhausted. “You were fantastic, baby.”
For a few seconds, there’s only the sound of the rain. Then I feel compelled to say, “I only said those things because you wanted to hear them. You know I don’t mean them, right?”
