had a new twist to add as he drove his prick into her juicy twat. Or he could make her feel super simply by licking whipped cream off her body.
That one, bad turned her on so much that they'd fucked for six solid hours. He'd actually complained about being achy and sore the next day. She believed him. The pain in her cunt had finally collapsed into a hollow ache by the end of the second day – but it had been worth it. That long, lazy, frantic night of fucking would be remembered forever.
She'd met Matt Vance purely by accident. They had both gone to a party at a mutual friend's apartment. He had come stag and her date had left her when she told him she wouldn't put out for him. Somehow, with Matt, the conversation had always been about sex and this turned her on.
The other guy had been a real loser. Matt was a winner. Matt knew all the right things to say to her to make her feel like a complete woman. And in bed, it was even better. They were something more than human. They may have fucked like rutting animals, but it was almost a religious experience by the time they'd finished.
'Here or somewhere else?' he asked.
'Here,' she said firmly.
'Well, not exactly here. I think it would be wise for us to let some other, hungry people have this table. Let's fuck in the car.'
The car? She thought about it and decided that was all right with her. The car was in the parking lot with millions of people pressing by it every minute or two. To fuck in broad daylight, in the parking lot, would satisfy their unusual urge to fuck in public.
And it would be a hell of a lot more comfortable than the hard metal chair that her naked ass was planted on at that moment.
Matt paid the bill and guided her through the maze of tables back to the parking lot. As they neared his car, his hand slipped back under her primly-starched uniform. His fingers spread her asscheeks apart and plunged down into the humid canyon.
When his finger found her puckered anus, she almost came. She had been growing more and more excited as time went by. The man's nearness was enough to get her hot and bothered. The promise of his cock certainly added to her thrill.
But when he shoved his finger a couple knuckles deep up into her ass. That was it. She wanted it all right then. No waiting. She wanted to be fucked on the spot.
Pressing close to him, she kissed him with all the desire locked up in her tender, young body.
He responded, then said hotly in her ear, 'Get into the car. We can do it up right there.'
'No!' she protested. 'Here, in the middle of the parking lot!'
He laughed and steered her into the car. As long as his finger was flexing back and forth in her asshole, she wasn't going to disobey him. She couldn't. That finger could stimulate or punish.
'You'll do it when and where I say it, you sex-hungry bitch,' he said playfully. But the finger in her ass told her a different message. It told her she had to obey him. He was the one in command and he knew what he wanted to do.
She had to obey.
'In the car?' she asked hopefully.
'I like the thought of balling you in the back seat. It'll be just like when we were kids and had to go to a drive-in movie to get our rocks off.'
She shivered thinking about that. She'd had some great times in the back seats of cars. True, it wasn't the easiest way in the world to fuck. It required all manner of dexterity and outright bravery, to try new positions. But she'd lost her cherry at a drive-in.
The woman even remembered the exact instant it had happened. The movie had been a dull one – she always suspected her boyfriend had chosen it for that very, reason. And they had somehow migrated into the back seat. She probably understood what was going on, though she protested later she hadn't any idea he was going to fuck her.
He had been fumbling about it. The boy was probably as nervous as she was. She doubted if she was his first piece of ass, but he hadn't knocked off too many. He was too hesitant, too unsure of himself.
Still it had been fun now that she could look back on it. That had opened the doors to a world of sex and fucking and sucking to her that never failed to pleasure her. She couldn't think of anything she'd rather do in the whole world than screw.
She even considered it a hobby. Some women got off on cooking. Others did macrame. She fucked.
And she was good, damned good at it.
But she had never been better than with Matt. He knew exactly what to do to please her the most. Even better, there was none of the fumbling moves she had come to believe most men went through.
She'd come a long ways since the first time in the backseat of the teenager's battered second-hand car.
She'd come all the way to the backseat of a plush, 1978 car that was on the endangered species list as 'Gas Guzzler'.
'In and let's fuck,' he said.
The way he shoved her forward, his finger still wiggling around inside her asshole convinced her that arguing was a futile thing to do. Besides, why should she argue? She wanted to fuck Matt as much as he wanted to fuck her.
'As my lord and master requests,' she said with a note of irony in her voice. She missed the sudden blaze in the man's eyes. He was getting really turned on by the prospect of having such a willing partner in this bizarre fucking.
He quickly followed her in. For a couple seconds, there was the usual jockeying for position. The car was big and wallowing on the road, but the back seat lacked room. It was tight and cramped and Diane had a sudden attack of claustrophobia.
'Let's go on up front, Matt,' she asked. 'This is too crowded back here for my taste.'
'Not for mine. And where my friend is going will be even tighter. At least, it was the last time I checked it out.'
She gasped as his finger found her naked, flowing gash again. He stroked up and down the entire length of her pussy-lips, caressing, fondling, even taking one of the turgid pink lips between thumb and forefinger and massaging it till she was groaning in pleasure.
'You like that, don't you?'
'I love feeling your hands all over my body, but especially all over my cunt! God, it's on fire! Finger-fuck me, darling! I want to feel that finger of yours inside my cunt!'
'Is that all you want stuffed up that hot, steamy little passage? You couldn't be talked into letting me fuck you with this, could I?'
He opened his fly and out jumped his prick. It was long and red with the purple cap at the end. It was obviously ready to fuck her. She wanted to take that cock into her mouth and suck and suck and suck. It just wouldn't do now.
Not when she had it this close to her tight, hot little cunt. She would rather feel it swelling inside her, fucking her pussy, than suck on it. She loved cock and she was determined to have it.
Like a child going after candy, she grabbed for his cock. He rolled slightly onto his hip so that she could more firmly grip it. He groaned a bit as she squeezed down and began stroking up and down it. The man was giving her the best finger-fucking he could. He expected a little manual love in return. It was only fair.
He had his finger in her gooey cunt. She could jerk him off.
But she protested. 'I don't want to just feel it! Not with only your finger, but your cock! I want your cock in me, fucking me!'
'As you want it, my dear, so you shall get it!'
There was a bit more shuffling around of position and Diane found herself leaning forward between the bucket seats in the car. Her ass was up in the air and fully exposed to the man's driving prick. She groaned when his cock lightly brushed her naked asscheeks.
She looked out the windshield and saw all sorts of people walking by. She wondered if any of them had the slightest idea what was happening in the car. She didn't think so. Otherwise, there would have been a difference
