Oral sex in traffic [m/f] | 2016

This was my first JTC story. Here's another.

It was a Friday and I was at work. I was emailing JTC, who I was having an affair with, who was not working that day. I felt like being with her and not being at work, so I asked her if she wanted to go for a drink. She did. I made some excuse, left the office about mid-afternoon, and drove to pick her up.

We went to a bar that's off the main drag, not especially nice, but in a residential area where we didn't think we'd be spotted. I really wasn't planning to do much more than hang out and have a couple of drinks. I bought us a couple of beers and we sat in the sunny courtyard out back.

We were chatting about our weeks. I had to take a work call for a bit. There were a few other people around, but it was pretty quiet as it was still during work hours. JTC and I just kept sipping our drinks, then get a couple more, then chat, then drink some more, then enjoy the sunshine, etc.

As always happens the ongoing drinks loosened tongues, morals, and inhibitions. We started stealing kisses, hands were left on thighs, and we moved closer and closer. We wanted each other. Again.

But it was time to go, dammit, so we decamped and I said I'd drive her home.

I hadn't driven 50 metres before JTC unbuckled her seat belt, leaned over the gearshift, and started to unbuckle my belt.

I'm an exhibitionist, so I loved the idea of her going at me while we drove around in broad daylight, in the middle of a city. But she had lunged on me so quickly I hadn't even gotten time to get hard yet.

She didn't care. She pulled my dick out and bent over on it, taking me in her mouth. She started sucking and in seconds I was stiffening between her lips. With each lick of her tongue I got a bit harder.

I did not stop driving. I made the turns through the semi-residential neighbourhoods between the bar and where she lived. I had to stop at a few red lights, where JTC continued to bob up and down on my cock, her long blonde hair spilling everywhere as she did so. My car is low and has a sun roof, and at one stop a truck driver beside us clearly had a good look at what was happening.

She continued to blow me expertly as I continued to drive towards her house. I needed to go, but I needed to finish this.

I pulled over on a street a few minutes from her place. I wanted to cum in her mouth, I wanted to bring this hot episode to its climax, and I couldn't wait any longer. There were a few people walking on the sidewalk; hell, it was school closing time, there were kids walking around. But we waited a discrete moment until there was a clear gap and then went for it.

JTC slobbered and gobbled my dick like she hungered for it. I helped by stroking myself and rubbing my balls. I called her a dirty whore, a filthy cum-loving slut. I told her how much I loved doing this in public. That made her slobber even more. I reached around and slid my hand down her pants, desperately trying to slide my fingers into her cunt, squeezing her ass.

Before long I got what I wanted: an explosion of hot cum in her mouth, and she greedily swallowed every drop.

We fell back into our seats, laughing. She'd made me feel so good. She was so dirty, so up for anything, and that turned me on so much.

There were a couple of other times when I picked up JTC for a quick blowjob in the car. Once she stopped on her way home from work at a street near my place where I met her, she got into my car, and sucked me dry while people watered their lawns nearby. Another time we drove around for several blocks before finding a suitable street. It was always so exciting, the furtive, crowded nature of it combined with the risk of being seen in public.