Take it inside

Admittedly, it is a bit stuffy in the car, and as much as I’d like to just keep on going with Tracy, it’s not like we’re a couple of kids who have to resort to car sex. We are, after all, in the garage of a huge house that we have all to ourselves.

“OK, let’s take it inside,” I tell her. “As long as the change in scenery isn’t going to take your mind off of where we were heading.”

She gives my cock a playful squeeze and says, “Somehow, I don’t think you would let me forget, even if I were inclined to do so.”

Tracy starts gathering her clothing from the car floor. I stop her and say, “Just leave it there. We’ve got the whole house to ourselves, and I don’t think either of us are going to have any need for a single stitch of clothing for the rest of the weekend.”

I open the door and crawl out of the car. The concrete floor is cold on my bare feet, and the cool air of the garage causes goosebumps to rise on my naked body. I help Tracy out of the car and drape my arm around her as we walk into the house together.

We enter near the kitchen. Only small light over the sink illuminates the room. I begin to guide Tracy toward my bedroom, but she stops me after just a couple of steps. “What’s your hurry?” Her hand returns to my cock. She tugs at it and says, “Do me right here, Jeremy. You can show me the rest of the house later.”

How could I have thought that this amazing gal might lose the mood if we left the car? I eagerly wrap her in my arms and kiss her as she continues to tug on my shaft. I back her against the kitchen table and lift her so she is sitting on the edge.

I kneel down and kiss between her legs. Tracy moans with appreciation and places a hand on the back of my head to urge me to do more. I extend the tip of my tongue into her slit and work the sides of her vertical lips. I locate her clit and toy with it by darting my tongue rapidly over the hard pebble. A high-pitched sound comes from Tracy’s mouth, and she lifts her legs to rest her feet on my shoulders. She thrusts her pelvis forward, maximizing the oral pressure on her love spot.

We’re not in a dorm room where there is always danger of being overheard. I can tell she is getting off on the ability to be as loud as she wants.

“OH YES, JEREMY! Oh, that’s good!!! Right there!!!!” Tracy might make a good porn director someday. For the moment, I’m more interested in putting her through the paces of what takes place on the other side of the camera.

I insert my index finger into her twat and start fingerfucking her as I continue to lick at her clit. Her body rocks back and forth with increasing intensity. I briefly think back to the first time I had sex on a dining room table and how it ended so abruptly as two of the four legs snapped when Monica Tansberry and I were going at it hot and heavy. Mom and Dad never asked for an explanation, but I couldn’t help but notice the replacement table was made of solid, reinforced mahogany.

I am grateful for the workmanship of that table now, because Tracy hasn’t even felt my cock yet and she is throwing herself fully into the activity. “Oh YES! Oh YES!! Oh YES YES YES YES YES!!!!” I feel the pressure around my finger, and my tongue laps up the increased juices as Tracy reaches orgasm. Honestly, I had only intended to give her a few licks to make sure she was nice and wet before we started fucking. The way she totally threw herself into the experience, however, made the foreplay extra enjoyable, so I let her get her rocks off on my tongue.

That’s not to say that we’re done, of course. Hell, we’ve not even started, as far as I’m concerned. I give her sensitive pussy a few gentle laps with my tongue before taking her feet from my shoulder and letting them hang down. I stand between her open legs. The table is exactly the right height to bring my cock to the level of her crotch.

Even in the dim kitchen light, I can see the look of satisfaction in Tracy’s expression. I’m damn good at sex. I know it. She knows it. And knowing that she knows I know it just makes me that much more aroused. I pull our chests together and give her a kiss. While our tongues are entwined, I slide my cock inside her. Her arms grip me like a vise as she feels me enter and fill her. She breaks off the kiss long enough to exclaim, “Jeremy! You’re SO big!!!”

It’s to like I’ve gotten any bigger since we did it back at the dorm, but I’ll never object to anyone complimenting my cock. Wordlessly, I begin driving in and out of her, getting my cock fully coated with the slippery wetness of her hot pussy.

I’m just starting to get my rhythm, when the room is abruptly bathed in light.

“Oh for fuck’s sake! Jeremy, I eat my breakfast at that table!”

I close my eyes and groan — this time, not from sexual pleasure. The voice that is coming from the vicinity of the light switch is that of my sister, Kathy, who isn’t supposed to be home this weekend.