Get in the back

Your cock twitched at the question as Claire climbed out of the front seat. You had a long moment to think about things. The idea of getting to fuck her again was plenty enough reason to get into the back seat with her. Yet you couldn’t ignore the houses that surrounded you on all sides. What if someone saw you?

What’s life without a little risk? Claire's remark from earlier in the day rings in your ears as you push open the car door.

When you bend down to get into the back seat you see Claire begin to undo her top. The thin lace of her bra somehow only making the bare flesh below seem even more enticing as she looks at you with that filthy grin.

Any thoughts of backing out vanish at that moment. You slide easily into the backseat. Neither of you wastes any time as she climbs into your lap. Your hands shaking slightly as you undo your belt, pulling you already hardening cock free in the same moment that she reaches beneath her skirt.

“Good boy,” she says, her breathing already ragged with excitement as you feel the head of your cock sliding along the thin fabric of her panties.

In a moment of mad bravery, you let your free hand reach up for her chest, your finger catching in the top of her bra. In a single motion, you tug downward, freeing her breast as you feel her panties being pulled to the side.

You don’t wait. Your hips bucking upward by themselves, you feel the head of your cock slide easily inside of her. In the same moment, you lean forward, letting your mouth capture her erect nipple as Claire relaxes. Letting her own weight carry her down the shaft of your cock.

The sensation is intense, completely unlike earlier. The warmth that surrounds your cock isnt the sloppy seconds of the Pastor. You are feeling nothing but Claire, nothing but her pure arousal.

“Fuck,” Claire gasps as she begins to lift herself up off of your cock. The windows already starting to steam up. “I could get addicted to a cock like this.”

Your hands drop to her buttocks, cupping them both as Claire controlled the pace. A pace that felt painfully slow to you. You wanted to truly fuck this amazing whore. Your cock throbbing almost painfully as your ears were filled with the sounds of her gasps and moans.

You glanced up, seeing Claire's face, her mouth hanging open, eyes closed. Her hair falling across her face as she lost herself in the pleasure. It was enough to break what little self-control you had left.

Your hand gripped tighter, sinking into the supple flesh of her buttocks, as you tensed your arms. Turning Claire's slow downward motion into a hard thrust that pushed your cock deeper than ever before.

“Fuck!” Claire repeated, her voice cracking from the pleasure.

That was all you needed to hear. You closed your eyes, your find focused completely on the pleasure between your legs as you set into a brutal rhythm.

The car filled with the sounds of your bodies slapping together, drowning out the squeaking of the suspension as you fucked Claire as hard and as fast as you could.

You became so focused on your own actions you are not even sure if and when Claire came. You only truly became aware of the world again when you felt your own orgasm racing towards you.

With an animal growl, you slammed Claire down onto your cock as you exploded. Your balls contracting tightly as you pumped load and load of your seed deep into her.

When all was said and done you finally open your eyes and take in the sight of Claire.

Her breasts both hanging free, her hair a mess and chest heaving for breath as she looked down at you with half-lidded eyes.

Before you could say anything she leaned in, planting a kiss on your lips that sent a shock of lighting down your spine.

“Yeah,” she panted as she broke the kiss. “I am addicted.”