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Katy - Chance Encounter Leads to a Quickie

... off after.”

As we drove along the highway, she slid her panties down and opened her legs, giving me free access to her very wet cunt and swollen clit. I fingered her and brought my fingers to my mouth to suck her juices off several times. That musky, sweet and salty taste was sublime, and I heard her sigh and moan a few times. I also unbuttoned her blouse and felt her tight, perky nipples and pinched them. I know that turns her on a lot. Once a truck sped by and the driver honked the truck’s horn. Katy and I were initially shocked but laughed it off.

She had unzipped my jeans and was slowly stroking my cock, playing with the tip gently as the precum oozed out. “I’ve really missed this cock, Babe, it's length and the way it stretched me.” She held my shaft with her index finger and thumb and just under my cockhead squeezed, milking the precum out.

“Don’t let me cum,” I said. “I want that first spurt to be really large.” She smiled and reluctantly put my cock away. I continued edging her, rubbing and pinching her swollen clit and brought her frustratingly close to orgasm a few times, till her ragged breath told me what I needed to know.

We pulled into my driveway, and I pressed the switch to open the garage door. I didn’t want the nosy neighbors to see us. I pulled into the garage and after the garage door closed behind us; we got out, and I moved to the front of the car. Katy came up to me and, without warning, I turned her around and bent her over the hood. I ...

... pulled her skirt up over her ass and ripped the thong down to her ankles, and she stepped out of them. They lay discarded on the floor.

“Fuck, yessss,” she hissed. She planted her feet wide apart and stretched her arms up and straight over the hood, which was now hot from the engine heat. I unzipped my Levis and my swollen cock sprang out. I pressed forward a bit and rubbed my cockhead over her ass cheeks and between her thighs, rubbing it back and forth along her wet, slick crack. Holding my throbbing shaft, I pressed in slightly, parting her labia and feeling her sweet heat.

“Please John. Oh, Baby, please!” she grunted, breathing hard. Her height was just right, and I hesitated for a second before grabbing her hair and pulling back hard. Then placed a hand on her hip, positioned my cockhead at her opening and pushed in hard and deep. That first, long slide was effortless and I could feel how I stretched her wet, slippery cunt as my cock sank into her heated depths.

“Ahhhh—fuck, fuck, fuck,” she cried.

I pulled out till the tip was at her opening and then pushed into her hard again. I fucked her; building the momentum and slamming her body into the hard steel of the car. There was no give, like there would be on a mattress, and I was gripped by the need to really fuck her hard and deep. Make her my slut.

After some powerful thrusting friction and changing the angle of my thrusts, I knew I was pushing into her posterior fornix. Few men know that spot, and I could ...