You asked me if you could buy me a drink. I decline and ask you to leave this place. Wasn’t that the point? Wasn’t that your goal walking into this bar tonight? You’ve probably watched me for ten minutes before deciding to make a move on the woman who always sat alone in the corner. Little did you know, I was only here for one thing and that was you. I didn’t need fancy flowers or multiple drinks to be picked up. I sat in the same spot every Thursday waiting for you to find the nerve to approach me instead of watching me for hours and going home alone.
The look of shock on your face said I had surprised you, and the slight flaring of your nostrils said that I had your undivided attention. I walk past you and will you to follow me, which wasn’t too hard after I stood and you got a glimpse of my attire.
Does this little black dress do it for you?
The place was pretty crowded as I maneuvered my way towards the entrance and out into the night air.
“What’s your name?” You ask.
“Summer.” I lied. You don’t really need to know my name. I don’t want any more from you then to know how fast you can make me come.
“That’s pretty.” You predictably responded.
“Thanks. So where we headed?” I broke eye contact and watched a city bus pass us. It makes me seem like I’m not really that interested and in return you’ll try harder for my attention.
Your palm landed on my lower back and you began to guide me towards the dark parking lot next to the building.
What would a man who wore a business suit to a bar drive? We stop in front of a very shiny black Mercedes.
I’ve never had sex in a Mercedes before.
You opened the passenger door for me and I sank into the leather seat which cools the backs of my upper thighs. The car smelled as if it had recently been detailed. As you walk around the front of the car, I took in my surrounding. The console would be tricky to get over, but there was plenty of room for the both of us in the back seat.
The driver door opens and I watch as you get in and reached for your seatbelt.
I would almost bet my life savings that you had never had sex in this or any other car. You look like the goody two shoes business type, where public sex was a no no, and sex in your shiny car was an even bigger no no.
But then again I don’t know many business men who look like you do. I’m used to crew cuts and gel tops, not ponytails. You, you’re a little different. I start thinking that maybe this isn’t such a good idea after all.
With a soft vibration the car quietly rumbled to life. I reached to cover your hand, stopping you from shifting the car into reverse. With my other hand I turned on the radio and adjusted to my favorite station. Portishead’s “Glory box” floats in through the speakers and I looked to find a very confused look on your face.
I reached up and around you grabbing your perfect ponytail and pulling you over to me until your lips meet mine. Slowly I swipe my tongue across your top lip. You gasp out as I lick slowly across your bottom lip and I take the opportunity to dip my tongue between your lips.
You growl out as my palm lands on your upper thigh, just out of reach. I tug on your hair a little harder and like a good boy you come closer.
“Let’s go back to my place beautiful.”
I ignored your request and began undoing your tie. I try my best to keep your mouth busy with my tongue so you won’t ask again. You reached up and grab my breast and I know I succeeded. I tilt my head to the side directing your mouth to my neck. Your tongue slides across the column and I fill my pussy pulsate.
Finally I allowed my hand to slide up and cup your growing erection. You growl out loud in frustration.
“You want it?” I asked.
“Fuck yes!” You respond.
I unlock the doors and get out of the car. At the back door I open it and slide in. You watch quietly from the front seat.
“Come and get it.”
I don’t think lightening could move as fast as you did. You slide in next to me and immediately began to pull at the straps on my dress.
“Take it off now!” You bark.
Ahh, someone does not like to be teased. I slide the straps over my shoulders and the dress falls to bunch around my waist. Your long tongue quickly darts out find my nipple.
You suck hard before you allow your teeth to graze the hard tip. Geez I clearly underestimated you. Your hand finds my waxed pussy and you stroke it. If I were a cat I would be a purring one right now.
“Open wider.” It was a command.
The tables have been turned. Because before I can react you have my back against the door and my legs spread wide. You sit back and I watch as you unbuttoned your pants and slid down the zipper. I hold my breath and wait to see what you have hidden there.
Well… fuck… me… running…
I looked up to see your evil grin; your glasses do nothing to hide the wicked look in your eyes.
“Still think you want it?”
You lick at the pads of your fingers and bite your bottom lip as you began to stroke yourself. For once I am left speechless. All I can do is watch as you stroke the baseball bat you call a penis. Hell yes I wanted it, but I had no clue if I would be able to walk afterwards.
I nod hesitantly and began to spread my legs wider. Well, as wide as the back seat of the car would allow. You lean over me and paused.
“This is your last chance to run beautiful.” You warn me.
“You getting cold feet?” I challenged. I immediately regret challenging you.
Your fingers slid past the elastic at my crotch and dipped in. As you pull back with a quick jerk, I fill the elastic of my thong give way.
“Looks like you’re ready for me.” Your cockiness turns me on.
You sit back and pull me with you until I’ve straddled your lap. I slide my wet pussy along the underside of your cock and you grab my waist almost painfully to stop me.
“Don’t tease me. Fuck me.” Holy shit! What have I gotten myself into? You’ve taken complete control and there is no sign of me getting it back.
I began to rise as high as the interior of the car would allow. I watched threw the back window as a couple holding hands walk towards their car. Is this turning you on? Have I underestimated you? You seem completely comfortable with fucking me in public.
I winced as you fill me more than any other man has. I stop and begin using shallow pumps to guide me the rest of the way. Your large hands covered my ass and help me along.
I sit still and wait for my poor pussy to get used to your size. I watch as you close your eyes and inhale deeply. I take the advantage and quickly slide up and back down, watching your eyes shoot open. That’s when I realize I have way more control then I think I do. It’s my time to grin as I unhurriedly begin to move my hips in a circular motion on your lap. You growl out again and squeeze at my hips to stop me.
I stop and reach up to remove your glasses. I want to see what you look like without them. Once again you try to stop me.
“I can’t see you good without them.”
“Then just feel me.” I continue pulling them off and you let me. My grinding begins again as I place them in the back window. You take advantage and begin licking the sensitive spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I allow it and begin nibbling on your ear. Fuck!
There’s that growl again.
I feel your hand slide up between us and it doesn’t stop until your long fingers wrap around my neck. Our eyes meet. Yes, I have clearly underestimated you.
“I just wanna be a woman”
The lyrics flow through the interior of the car as I began slide up and then back down over you again and again. Reaching back I hold on to the front seats and push out my breast. I could only imagine what anyone from the outside of the car would see if they took a peak into the rocking vehicle.
You fully dressed with your hand around my neck, my back arched and my dress around my waist fully exposed. What a show we would make.
I’m quickly pulled back to the present when your hands find my hips and you take control of our thrusts. You slam into me over and over and right as I’m about to come you slam hard and hold me there. I feel my muscle contract around you over and over as I scream out.
You latch on to my nipple and suck hard, dragging out my orgasm. I feel my body began to vibrate and you wrap your arms around me tightly and continue to take me hard.
“So fucking tight.” You groan out against my breast.
I pull at your now not so perfect ponytail until your hair pours freely over my fingers and down your back. Your thrust have become frantic, your release must be close. I squeeze my knees at an attempt to stop you. I want more, but it’s too late. You’re too far gone. I can hear it in your breathing and feel it in the way your nails rake down my back.
“Give me a reason to love you…”
This song, the tempo, everything about it is perfect for this moment. I feel the buildup began again just as I hear you growl out your release. I was close, so I selfishly grind myself against you.
“Uuuuh!” You groan out and I can only imagine how sensitive you must be. Over and over I take without mercy until once again I’m floating.
I moan out against your neck and feel a bead of sweat roll down the center of my back. The sounds of our heavy breathing fill the car as some ad about a gym membership comes on the radio. I fight to catch my breath in the hot car. Neither of us thought to turn on the air conditioner.
When my breathing finally settles I go to push off your lap and you stop me.
“Come home with me.”
“Can’t or won’t?”
“Won’t.” I answered as I slid off your lap. Your nails scraped at my thighs as I went.
How did I tell a complete stranger that he had just given me the greatest fuck of my life? Not only had you fucked my body, but I now felt like I had been completely mind fucked as well. Everything I thought I knew was gone. I was hanging on tightly to the little control I had left.
If I didn’t walk away now, I would quickly become addicted.
I sat back in the seat next to you and readjusted my dress. I could feel your eyes on me. I wish you wouldn’t stare that way. It makes me want to straddle you all over again.
I reach for the door and I feel your hand on my thigh. I hesitate for only a second before I open it and the cool night air rushes in as I step out into the night, watching your hand fall back onto the seat. I slowly closed the door behind me.
As I walked away I wondered how long you would sit there in the back seat before you finally drove away. As I crossed the street in front of the bar I smile as a wet reminder of what I had just done runs down the inside of my left thigh. Only then do I look back to find that your gone.
I look both ways on the street and nothing. No sign of you or your car. It’s like you never existed.
But I know you do.