Lust in the back seat

I am totally losing control of myself. I kissed my brunette friend Louise and she responded by rubbing my breasts. I know that I should be ashamed of myself for doing this in her car which is currently resting in a public parking lot, but I am not. The possibility of being caught while we are making love in a public place is making me excited and very wet. I think Kat's **** has changed me somehow. Maybe I want to take advantage of each and every opportunity to grab onto happiness while I still can until something bad happens to me. Maybe the stress of finding my best friend dead on the couch has driven me completely insane. Maybe the situation has transformed me into a horny slut. Whatever the reason, I find myself wrapping my arms around Louise and French kissing her.

"Oh, Connie!" Louise sighed. "Are you sure that you aren't scared of getting caught?"

I answer my friend by smiling wickedly and ripping open her short sleeved shirt.

"You mad impetuous slut!" Louise hollered.

I grab Louise and kiss her with every bit of passion that I have. Unfortunately, I put too much **** in my kiss and I bounced my lover off the car horn. I know that I really don't care whether or not if someone catches me making love with my former boss, but I don't want to tempt fate either. There is also the fact that there is not really enough space in the front seat of a car to thoroughly enjoy a sexual encounter. This causes me to look for alternatives.

"I have always fantasized about having sex with a girl in the back seat of a car," I confess.

"Your wish is about to come true!" Louise purrs while crawling in between the small space in between the seats.

I can't help but smacking Louise's butt once as she is crawling.

"OH!" Louise moaned.

As soon as Louise crawls onto the back seat, I take my gal pal down to the leather and reach for her bra. I admire Louise's luscious orbs for a few seconds and then I latch my mouth onto her left nipple. I know that my lover must really like what I am doing to her because she would take control of this encounter in a split second if she didn't. I know how much Louise likes to be in control of any situation. I up the ante by rubbing by sex partner's right breast with my free hand.

"GAH! YOU'RE SO HOT, CONNIE! DON'T YOU DARE STOP!" Louise hollers.

Speaking of hot, I am so on fire that I need any relief I can get so I start taking off my clothes a piece at a time. I see Louise biting her lip while I am in the process of getting naked. I soon discover that taking off my clothes doesn't decrease my body temperature, it raises it. Maybe that is because the woman that I am making love to has always been fiery or maybe it is because a stranger could see what I am doing at any moment. Whatever the reason, I eat Louise out while rubbing my own snatch. As soon as our screams get to a certain level, I raise Louis right leg and scissor her until we reach our orgasms.

"OOOOOH! I HAD NO IDEA THAT YOU WERE THIS WICKED CONNIE!"

"I'M FALLING APART!"

I am so proud of what I have done until I hear a knock at the window. There is no doubt about it. Someone caught us.