[m/f] "Car sex" got a new meaning | 2016

(True story. Definitely one of my very favorite sex experiences of all time.)

Once again, a time had come that I never looked forward to. After a long day spent with my wonderful boyfriend, it was time for me to leave and head back to my house. I wished so much every time that I didn't have to go, but with several pets at home and no one to watch them, I knew I couldn't stay that night.

This particular night was a warm night in the summer of 2015. My boyfriend wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close for one of his incredible hugs, and I melted into his arms. "I'm sorry we didn't have time to make love tonight," I said to him just before he lifted my face up to his and kissed me.

"It's okay, baby," he said, but I could tell how badly he wanted to fuck me. I wanted to fuck him, for that matter. We had simply lost track of time and now it was getting really late, and I needed to drive home before the roads got bad -- full of cops and drunk drivers, as they often do here at night. I could see his deep-rooted desire, dare I say his need to fuck me deep in his clear blue eyes. I could feel it in the way he gripped me just a tiny bit tighter than usual. I could hear it in the edge in his voice.

I asked him to walk me out to my car, to which he obliged. With each step closer to the car, I felt something pulling me closer to him, as though I just couldn't leave yet. He stood by me as I unlocked the doors and put my stuff in the car. I closed the door and turned to face him again, the two of us standing in silence, illuminated by the glow of moonlight.

It was in that moment I knew I couldn't just kiss him goodnight and leave. I did kiss him, but not with the intent to leave. I wrapped my arms around his neck and drew close to him, and his hands found their way to my waist, then a few moments later to my ass. He squeezed my ass and pushed me against the side of the car, kissing me deeply. My tongue searched for his and he bit my lip just hard enough to drive me fucking crazy.

I broke the kiss just to whisper in his ear, "Fuck me. Please." It took no begging or convincing. My boyfriend, this incredibly sexy man that I was blessed to call mine, didn't even suggest going back into his bedroom to take me. His hands were instantly down at the button on my jeans. Within moments, he had them pulled down. I wasn't even nervous about the fact that we stood within plain view of about fifteen houses around us. It was so late that pretty much every other house in the subdivision had their lights out, and it was dark enough that they probably couldn't see us anyways... Although it turned me on a little more to imagine that someone was watching my man fuck me hard in his driveway against my car.

I smiled and bit my lip. "Let me see it, baby," I moaned as he started to pull his dick out. He pulled down his pants and his erection sprung free, already completely hard, a tiny drop of precum glistening at its smooth tip. I realized that we didn't have any condoms easily accessible but I wanted him, I needed him to fuck me so badly, that I didn't care. He was always so good at timing his pulling out, anyways.

He gently grabbed me and turned me around, then pushed to bend me over the hood of the car. It was sweet that he didn't want to hurt me, but I was in a hell of a mood that night. "Be rough with me." I looked over my shoulder as he held his dick, slowly rubbing the head across my clit. His eyes were on the wetness that was starting to drip from my pussy. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to feel him inside me. I backed my hips up against him and he pulled back slightly and smirked. He could be such a tease sometimes. "Baby..." My breath came nearly in gasps. "Please take me. This pussy is all yours. Do what you like with me..."

He slowly slid in the head of his thick cock and then quickly, he slammed his hips into me, hard. I let out a loud moan, almost a scream, and one of his hands was around my throat. "Shh, we can't let anyone hear," he whispered. He choked me hard enough to keep me quieter and I arched my back to bring my pussy as close to him as possible. I fucking loved when we brought this side out in each other. I loved when he choked me and pulled my hair and fucked me as hard as he could, and he loved when I took that dick for him so good and dripped my cum all down his dick.

He slowed down for a few moments, probably because he knew how much that drives me crazy. I could feel every vein in his dick sliding inside me as he pulled back so slow. Chills ran down my spine as this feeling completely consumed my whole body and mind... He pushed back into me at an antagonizing slow pace. I squeezed my walls around his dick and felt the tiniest amount of precum leak out, and his dick twitched once.

"You like how you're getting this dick, baby?" He asked me. His voice was so fucking sexy when he got like this -- it got a rougher, deeper edge to it that made me want to cum when he just spoke to me. I nodded and let out a moan, prompting him to choke me just a bit harder. "You want it really hard?" I nodded once more.

He fucked me fast, hard, and deep. The car shook from the way he pounded his big cock into me, and the only sounds on that otherwise quiet night were the sounds of his skin hitting mine and my stifled screams of ecstasy. That dick was so good, so damn near perfect... It hit every right spot inside me and made my whole body quiver. He had me close. Had we been able to keep going, I know he would have made me cum so fucking hard.

But before I really knew it, his breathing was getting deeper and he was letting out little moans of his own. Fuck, I loved when he moaned. The hand that rested on my hip grabbed tighter and he got faster and fucked harder, and I knew what was coming.

He pulled out fast, and immediately my pussy missed the fantastic sensation of the amazing love we made. I thought he was going to cum on me for a moment but we wouldn't have had anything to wipe it off with. He turned away just slightly and stroked his cock. I watched him as he jerked it and seconds later, he came -- hard, from the looks of it, because it shot out a good few feet away from his dick. I watched my man cum all over his driveway and I still don't really know why, but that was fucking sexy to watch.

I couldn't feel my legs yet so I stayed leaning against the car, my pussy dripping and exposed to him, and he smiled and turned back to me. With the cum-dripping tip brushing lightly against my ass, my boyfriend wrapped his arms around me once more, turned my face to his, and kissed me deeply.

After we were both dressed again, we said "goodnight" and "I love you" to each other. I was still sad that I had to leave, but I know we both felt better having made love before I had to go. He stood in the driveway and watched me as I left. As I put the car in reverse and started to back out, I looked down at the concrete and saw my man's cum all over the driveway.

All this time later, if you look closely, you can still see evidence of where we fucked that night. See, I had always known of car sex as fucking in a car, but that night, my love showed me a whole new meaning to that term...