We stopped the car.
We’d just met an hour before. I’d posted an ad on Craig’s list: my boyfriend is out of town, and I need to someone to give me a good, hard fuck. No strings attached, as they say. Dozens of men had responded, and I had a good time exchanging dirty emails and pictures with them. There was the teacher at an exclusive private high school. The businessman in town for the weekend. The lonely low-level administrator at a giant corporation. And then there was this man, who’d sent me pictures of himself lolling on a beach in Europe, and also fucking a bony little woman with a shaved pussy. I wondered who she was, but if he was up for some fun, so was I.
We had a beer or two, and made out some while leaning against my car. It was cold though, and like a wimp he asked if we could get in the car and go somewhere. Neither of us wanted to go to our apartments–I have roommates, god knows what he has at home–so I drove us to a dark parking lot. I crawled over into the passenger seat, fully clothed, and started to rub myself up and down on the erect cock hidden beneath his trousers. I was wearing a skirt, so it was just my panty-covered pussy gripping his crotch. It drove him crazy.
I took off my tank-top, leaving my bra on for the moment. Sliding down into the well of the passenger seat, I unbuckled his pants, and took out his cock. It was not bad, a little smaller than George’s, but nothing to sneeze at, and nicely proportioned. He was uncircumcised–come to think of it, I think he was my first uncut man! How about that.
His cock was hard, and I took it into my mouth, running my hands up and down the erect shaft. He reached around and unclipped my bra, and I let it fall free. My breasts are one of my favorite things about my body–I tend to be very body conscious, but everyone says my tits are to die for. So, why not work them some? I let his cock trail between them, as I moved up and down on it.
But, now time for the fucking I was advertising for. I took off my skirt and stepped out of my panties as best as I could, while he undressed as well, and put on a condom. No worries about the cold now! I clambered up unto of him in the passenger seat where he was still sitting. A little positioning, and I let myself sink down onto his cock. It feels good, but then I lean back against the dashboard and it feels even better. His hands are all over my tits, and I get that rush that comes from knowing a man finds you painfully hot.
Time to move to the backseat. As pleasant as being on top is, I tend to be on the submissive side when sex gets going, and I like nothing more than being fucked hard, especially from behind. Experience teaches me that a guy rarely takes the initiative to do so, so I get on my hands and knees, push my ass towards him, and tell him to fuck me from behind. He grabs me and pulls my ass onto his cock.
We go at it awhile, and he flips me over to fuck me just plain missionary. It’s nice and all, but you know, when a girl tells you to fuck her doggystyle, what kind of guy stops?! I want him deeper in me, so I put my legs up on his shoulder while he hammers away. Still not quite there, so I push my feet up on the ceiling of the card, trying to spread myself as wide as possible, tilting my pelvis up so that his cock thrusts even deeper. (Who says being submissive isn’t work!)
We fuck like this for awhile, and then I decide that it is time for him to cum, and that I want him to cum in my mouth. I tell him this, and he happily pulls out–to be honest, he was kind of running out of steam. I lean over his body, and start to cheerfully suck away, running my hand and mouth up and down his cock. He grabs my hair, which to be honest I kind of like, and finally gushes into my mouth.
It was hot. Never saw him again. He wasn’t a bad looking guy, or a bad fuck, but there’s a lot of guys out there in the world.