Leather Seats And A Lover That Won’t Quit

Who says car sex doesn’t work

Me — hey lover😘 Work event tonight but I can skip. When r u done? I texted my lover.

Him — hey babes❤❤. 6 or a little later. gonna take an hour to get to our spot. Can u make it work

Hello. Yes, I was going to make that work. I hadn’t seen him for a week and a half. My body was going crazy with need. Our nights were full of sexy messages, longing and the need to touch each other.

Car sex has always been hit and miss with me. I don’t always come in a car. The timing was perfect for us to meet and a car was all we had. I was determined to see him no matter what.

When BadMeds* first reached out, he had to be the most inquisitive man on AM I’d met so far. He was kind, insightful and wanted to know about me. He worked in the medical industry and had long hours. He lived an hour away but said he could travel to me. I decided to give it a try. Good people are indeed hard to find.

We talked for two weeks about life in general. One night I was up late, not able to sleep and he caught me online. When he asked about why I was up, I honestly told him its because I need to come before I can sleep. This opened the door and he stepped in. His words were steamy and on fire. We spent days talking about ourselves and life while the nights were alive with passion.

We already met in person at a local park. He was very sweet and nervous. We sat on a log in the late afternoon sun, with his hand running across my leg. I lost the ability to think and speak with his touch. I wanted him as my lover and affair partner.

We had a wonderful introduction to each other, touching each others body in a secluded area. As he released, I held his come in my hand and licked it all up. He watched me hungrily. He held my hand the whole time and didn’t let go. His hands were magic and I couldn’t wait to get them on me tonight.

Me — Hey baby.😘 just doin some shopping b4 I head down..

Him —Can u come now? I finished up early

Me —yes. YES. C U in an hour or so😍

Nervous and excited, I stopped at a local gas station. I topped up, ran in for his favorite bottled water. Our sex date in a car presented challenges. I went into the washroom to remove some clothing that would only get in the way.

Wearing tall boots and a long dress, no one would see that I was bare underneath it all. I was indecent, decadent and downright ready for him.

On the road, the October rains came down torrentially. Winds blew my small car around. I was trying not speed as a ticket so far out of town would be hard to explain. I breathed deeply and concentrated on the black stretch of road ahead of me, counting down the minutes until I saw him.

He beat me to our arranged meeting spot, near a coffee shop. I parked next to him, ran in to freshen up, then back to his luxurious SUV. We drove a short distance to a soccer field where an overflow parking lot was surrounded by trees on three sides. It was dark and empty. It was hard for anyone to see us in the dark. Perfect for what we planned next.

Pushing the leather seats ahead, we settled into the spacious back seat. This was unexpected as I could spread out. He kissed me passionately as sweaters, jackets and jewelry came off. Next were my knee high boots. I didn’t want to get his leather seats dirty.

Spreading my legs around him, I lay back and said “I have a surprise for you. Why don’t you come find it?”

He laughed and started running his hands up my legs. When he hit my bare, shaved mound, he grunted and started caressing it over and over. “Hmm, I love surprises”.

While the winds howled, the rain beat against the SUV. The car became our cave; dark and cool on my bare skin. BadMeds pushed my long dress up over my belly, and my ass sat on the leather. I was wet and dripping and didn’t care that I was so exposed to him.

His talented fingers started slipping through my folds, caressing back and forth. My hands ran over his forearm, strong and smooth. His fingertips found my clit and brushed over it gently. I moaned and sighed his name.

“I love how you feel. I love your body. So responsive. So wet.” His words and actions were a drug.

I lay there, legs open wide as he flicked me over and over. Gentle but firm pressure was building with each brush. My orgasm rose and crashed over me so my whole body shook from its intensity.

I lay there in the dark, breathing heavily. I went to sit up but found that I was without bones. He gently helped me sit up and regain my senses. I inched forward and kissed him while I put my hand on his hard cock. He lay back and tried to give me as much access as he had.

The pants had to come off. Both of us were naked from the waist down. We kept adjusting our position so I could take him in my mouth. The angle was odd but I was able to pleasure him for a while before my neck started complaining.

He had me lie back down and went back to pleasuring me with his fingers. Did I mention that his hands were talented? So much sensation. Moving not just over my clit, but lips, mound, back and forth. He pushed 3 fingers inside and started a slow and steady burn.

The feelings were intense so I held onto the back of the seat in front of me. My hands kept moving across the fine grain of the leather, feeling the smoothness and lines. The windows of the SUV became foggy with the faint glow of moisture. Our bodies gave off so much heat. We created a sauna.

He leaned forward and put his mouth on my pussy lips, swollen and red. Open for a taste, he sucked in my clit greedily and moved his tongue up and down. Over and over he lapped my folds. Fingers pushed inside of me and I clenched down hard on his fingers. He felt every contraction and kept tonguing me until I gushed down over his fingers.

After the 3rd or 4th orgasm, he shifted and moved up my body. Trying to find sure footing so he could fuck me. He entered me fully and deep. His body covered mine while my legs came up behind him to give him enough room to move. Fast and furious was the pace. Both of us were beyond reason, or gentle. I wanted him to pound me and told him so. He did fuck me harder, finally coming deep inside me.

Our time was up. We had almost two hours of touching each other. Stolen moments when we were supposed to be somewhere else. We managed to find all our clothing and items strewn about his car. We drove back to the parking lot.

“Thank you for coming down. Safe drive home. Text me when you arrive.” He blew me a kiss goodbye before I closed his door.

I drove home, with a goofy grin on my face, red from his kisses and smelling of sex. I’m not sure if the dress would ever be the same.

Who says you can’t come in car?

• The profile name and references have been changed to protect those involved.

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