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By *azpiz1 OP Man
over a year ago
Camberley |
The doors close, and we are snogging again. J is moaning, and starting to writhe a little. I use my hand to run her T-shirt up, and put my hand on her full breast, held in place by what feels like a lacy bra - she gasps.. “Am I going too fast?”, I ask, conscious that we hadn’t even kissed before tonight “No” she breathes..
We continue kissing, my left hand fondling her breast through the material of the bra. I take a break from kissing her, and move my mouth down to her breast, kissing and nibbling through the bra. J’s breathing is almost panting, her moans are quite loud, an she is pushing my head into her breast. I take the hint, reach around, and unclasp her bra..
Her tits spill out. I quickly take a nipple in my mouth, she “ohh”s with pleasure, and is definitely writing in her seat. I pay close attention to her nipple, sucking, licking, pulling and nibbling. J is really into this, telling me to “do the other one!” I change breasts and her moans go up a pitch. her hands are all over my chest.
Whilst I have one nipple in my mouth, I run my left hand up her leg to the junction between her thighs – again I’m not stopped, so I use my fingers to press the material at the seam of her trousers into her pussy, rubbing them slowly up and down.
J arches her body, pushing down onto my hand. Her tit pulls free form my mouth, and is quickly replaced by her tongue – god this woman can kiss!
I take my hand from her crotch, undo her waistband. Pull down her zip, and push my hand under her knickers, past what feels like not much hair, and manage to get a finger onto, and between her pussy lips. She is really moaning now, her body is writhing away in her seat, and I’m in danger of having my fingers broken, as I start to finger her. She is soaking wet. I use my finger on her, moving in and out, slowly at first, then gathering speed.
She gasps, and shudders. Her hands are now roaming all over my body, practically ripping my shirt and jumper off, and grabbing my aching cock through my waterproofs and trousers. “take it out” she says…
Who am I to argue? We break for a minute, as I undo my waterproofs, push them down, followed by my trousers – I’m not wearing any underwear… her hand makes it’s way tentatively from my chest, trailing over my stomach, over my shaved bush, and onto my rock hard cock.
For a couple of minutes, we kiss, wanking each other. I take my hand from her cunt, and offer my fingers to her mouth. She doesn’t hesitate. She sucks them in the most erotic way I’ve ever had, still wanking me.
I say “that could be something else”… She laughs, and starts kissing my chest, making her way slowly down my body. I’ve stopped fingering her now, and have my hands in her hair, not pushing, but allowing her head to make its own way down.
Her lips cover the head of my cock, she “mmmm’s” with pleasure, as she starts to bob her head, her tongue working its way up and down my shaft. I put my head back on the headrest, and let her do what she wants to me… My hands find her swinging tits, and I massage them, and occasionally squeeze a nipple, which gets me a moan.
She has started sucking me off slowly, but is getting a little faster. one hand is back between her legs, the other in her hair, occasionally gently pulling. She is moaning in her throat, which is sending amazing vibrations down the length of my cock, and she is writhing around so much that she accidentally puts the courtesy light on, which quickly gets extinguished….
This hasn’t put her off her task, and she is really going for it on my cock. I feel the tingling in my balls that signals the beginning of my orgasm – “I’m close J” I say, in case she wants to pull back. Nothing doing – she carries on bobbing her head, still moaning, still writhing. I can’t hold back any longer – “I’m going to cum J” I say, and deed follows word, with me shooting jet after jet of hot salty cum into her mouth. J swallows the lot. Then licks my cock, and around the base of it, capturing every drop.
She leans back in her seat, and I snog her, tasting myself on her tongue. “Your turn” I say. There is no way I’m going to be able to go down on her in this cramped space, so I return my hands to fingering her. She is panting heavily now. “I wish I could fuck you” I say “oh god,” she replies. “so do I”. She is writhing like a demon possesses her, clawing at the car door, the roof, me, and moaning so loud, I’m beginning to worry that other drivers will notice what’s going on – if they haven’t already!
I finger her faster. I can’t do too much, as my hands are in a cramped position, but I’m not stopping now as she bears down on me clamping my hands between her legs as a shuddering orgasm takes her body. “oh god!” she cries, as another follows.
I slow down, and remove my fingers. J is still writhing, running her hands all over my body. It’s obvious she wants more, but there’s no way anything else can happen while we are in the car.
She eventually calms down a bit, and we redress. We talk about our next date. Neither of us can accommodate (I have a daughter in a high-risk category at home, and she has two pre-teen children), so I’ve suggested a hotel… |
