The Hire Car - Sex Stories

The Hire Car

... stretching her open as he went faster and deeper inside. Her fingers came down to play with her clit as she pushed her thighs apart. He slid his fingers as deep as they would go, soaking them in her juices and feeling her clit standing proud. She was groaning softly, totally absorbed in her own pleasure. Her legs tightened around his hand. He knew that climax wasn't far away and he pushed his fingers inside her, deeper and deeper. She let out a loud moan as her entire body shook with waves of pleasure, completely enveloping her. She was so wet with her juices that they spilled out onto the upholstery.Knowing he didn't have the concentration to drive any longer, he quickly pulled over into a layby surrounded by trees. He didn't stop to switch the engine off but leaned straight over and ran his tongue over the leather and along her thigh. Having orgasmed so recently, she squirmed as she felt his tongue on her but he'd twisted around and pinned her firmly into her seat. He pushed her legs apart so she was open to him to explore. He buried his face in her pussy, tracing his tongue up her pussy lips and drinking in all the cum she had just released.As she arched her back in pleasure, he circled her clit, flicking it as fast as his ...

... tongue would allow. She leant back as far as she could and he guided his tongue inside her, exploring everywhere he could get to. His face was soaked in cum and he was loving every moment as he went back to lapping at her clitoris. It wasn't long before she began bucking in her seat and he knew she was about to cum again. He finished licking her clit with a couple of swift flicks and then immersed himself back between her legs to get the full force of her orgasm. Her thighs contracted around him as she exploded with even more power than before."We're going to need to stop somewhere before we meet everyone," he said with a sheepish grin on his face.The rest of the journey seemed to take hours. Already late for their appointment, he couldn't pull over again but the thought of cancelling and coming back another time was tempting.But no, she told him very sternly, "We've had our eye on this house for years and we're not going to lose it just because you can't control yourself. Just think of something you hate," she suggested."Like ketchup?" he asked."If slippery wet ketchup dripping off me is enough to put you off then yes," she teased, revelling in her control of the situation."Well, I used to hate ketchup," was all he could say.