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It was our night to be adults, and we decided to go "downtown" to dance and be merry. We both put on something slightly more refined than our usual jeans or shorts and I put on my new make-up. We sang loudly in the car to one of our favorite bands as we drove over long stretches of dark roads to our destination. It's drizzling and muggy, but the night still feels electric when I'm out with you.
I swatted my palm against yours, then took your hand in mind. I smiled so wide, my face started to hurt, because you're mine. mandee ftv I twisted and turned as I swung our hands between us and skipped a little. You laughed at me. "What's gotten into you? Have you been drinking without me?" I grinned at that and shook my ftv girls head.
We walked a bit farther to the place we were aiming for and I released your hand before we went inside. The music was deafening and the lights were strobing. You leaned in so close that I could feel your mustache on the curve of my ear as you tried to speak over the music, "You want something?" I nodded, gave you my request, and watched as you made your way to the bar. You're always so gentle, yet confident. Your eyes met mine through the crowd and we both smiled again. My heart raced.
We stayed and enjoyed our drinks before getting more into the music. I could dance with you forever like this. We faced each other and you did whatever you could to make me laugh, to make me loosen up and get silly with you. I was breathless with laughter by the time we paused again, and you asked if I needed anything else. I told you no, and as you walked to get yourself another drink, I realized I really didn't need anything more than you to have a good time.
Our night wrapped up late, we were both covered in a thin sheen of sweat from dancing and the sheer body heat in the club. As we walked out into the cooler night air, you put your arm around my waist. I pressed into your chest in a side-armed hug before you pulled me in. You pressed your lips to mine and my heart slowly started to pound. I returned your kiss and slipped my fingers into your hair. I pulled firmly, wanting to show you how much I wanted you. The kiss became hungry, I stumbled slightly as you leaned in and when it broke, I could still feel it on my lips.
We had always joked about fooling around in the car. For years, just the thought turned me bright red with embarrassment.What if someone saw us? What if a COP saw us? I can't- Shortly before this night- well- you drove me so crazy that it was all I could do not to tackle you to the ground and tear at your clothing.Tonight, I decided,will be the night to make this happen. You seemed to have no idea as I resumed holding your hand and swinging our arms between ftv girls anne us.
At the parking garage, you grabbed my ass a few times. You're always pinching and touching it, letting me know how much you like it. Usually, I'd blush and slap your hand away. That night, I turned and grinned at you, the slightest hint of a blush in my cheeks. Your eyebrows lifted, and I laughed imagining what ran through your head at that moment. We got to the car ftv girl summer in silence and got in. We looked at each other and I think, then, you knew.
I pulled off my shoes and slid off my thong underwear as you worked your jeans and boxer-briefs down. I sat in your lap and was never before so amazingly thankful for your extremely dark tinted windows. You reached behind me to slide the sun reflectors into place over your windshield as I bit and sucked at your neck. I rolled my hips against your hardening length and gasped. I could not believe how ready I was to do this, nor could I believe you never once tried to object. As my hips took over their own rhythm, quite out of my control with a primal sort of need, I teased your earlobe with my tongue and teeth. You groaned and pressed the tips of your fingers into my ass through my cotton dress.
My body was alive with lust, my hips working against you more and more firmly before I finally stopped, lifting up, and guided you inside me. I took precious time sliding down over you, wanting to savor these first few seconds when it all felt so powerful. You grunted, giving way to a drawn out groan when you realized I was taking things slow. I like to tease you. I'm sorry- kind of-. As you bottomed out, I worked my hips again in tight circles. I love it when you press against my cervix, so I gasped and leaned back as your hands slid to my lower back.
You couldn't stand it. I could see it in your half-lidded gaze. You gripped me firmly and lifted me up, mumbling for me to move my dress, and slammed me back into place. The moan caught in my throat as you slid your seat back to stretch out. You grinned, you fucking asshole, and I loved it. "Watch it," I said while returning your grin. "Or what?" you smirked at me. "Or. Fucking. What?" I couldn't answer. I bit my lip as a shiver ran through me. You took your cue and lifted me again, taking me roughly from the start as I gasped and whimpered, my fingers clawing out for anything to give me control over my balance. I settled with jamming my palm against where the door met the window as I came suddenly.
You slowed your hips, working inside in short, slow thrusts, until I stopped quivering. We met eyes again and you had that fucking grin on your face once more. "Shut up," I said in near total breathlessness. You lifted a hand and slapped my ass hard for that. I clenched my pelvic muscles as hard as I could against you and you went wide-eyed. "I said shut up-" I smirked. You asked me to do that again, to hold it as long as I could if I wanted to be so mouthy. I thrilled at the challenge in your voice and I held onto you with that grip for what felt like five minutes. It couldn't have been more than 30 seconds, though, before I came again and went nearly limp in your grasp.
This time, you didn't stop. You didn't even slow. You moaned "One more time, babe. Cum for me." You were staring at the ceiling of the car for a few seconds and I knew you were doing what you could to hold on before your own orgasm hit. I put my hands on yours and you looked to me. I pushed firmly on those strong fingers for you to let me go. You released your grip and I slid your hands under my dress. "Hold this." I said softly, smiling. I rested my hands on your chest, my fingernails pressing just above your collarbone as I started to ride you. I rotated my hips and took long strokes, then I fucked you. I bounced into your waiting lap and slammed my cervix a few good times. You wanted me to cum for you? Well I wasn't going over without taking you with me.
Just as I thought I'd have to give you control once more, my legs beginning to shake, it hit. You thrust up to meet me on a down stroke and nailed my cervix again, pulling my into your lap and grinding as you started to pant. I was already close when I looked into your eyes; your gaze stripped me nearly bare with desire and I found myself shuddering, gasping, cumming harder than before. You brought your movement to a stop and stroked my ass with your fingers, and I collapsed onto your chest until I felt I could move again. Before long, you started to chuckle and I picked up my head to narrow my eyes at you. "What?!" I snapped. I was already smirking, unable to sustain anger in this total euphoria, and you said "Good girl." I pinched your nipple through your shirt in an attempt to retaliate and slid from your lap. "Yeah, well- you're cleaning up the mess." I answered in lame attempt at sass. You fixed your seat, straightened up what you could and started the car. Our band blared from the speakers again and I settled back into my seat. I was asleep by the time we were home, and I'm sure I dreamed of you.
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