He fucked me hard during the trip right in my car! – Mini Diva [Car sex]

In the grimy, sweaty confines of my sedan, her petite frame was pinned against the upholstery. I’m driving, hand on her thigh, feeling her tense beneath my touch, knowing she’s soaked through her panties. Her red dress ridden up, legs splayed obscenely, she’s fucking my hand as I drive, fingers plunging into her wet cunt. She grinds against me, hips bucking wildly, gasping for breath in the stifling heat of the car. Her nails dig into my forearm, leaving half-moon marks, desperate for more. I shift my grip, thumb finding her clit, rubbing violently as she screams, the sound echoing in the cramped space. The car swerves slightly, her moans growing louder, more insistent. Her juices coat my hand, dripping onto the seat as I pound her harder, faster, the rhythm of my fingers matching the throb of my cock, aching to be inside her.

I pull over abruptly, the engine still running, the car filling with the scent of her arousal. She’s panting, chest heaving, eyes wild with lust. I shove her down, her back hitting the seat, dress hiked up to her waist. My belt buckle clanks as I unzip, freeing my rock-hard cock. She looks at it, licks her lips, but I don’t give her time to tease. I flip her over, her ass in the air, and plunge into her soaked pussy from behind. She screams, the sound muffled by the seat, as I start to fuck her hard, car sex at its filthiest. My hips slam against her ass, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the car. She pushes back against me, meeting every thrust, her body shuddering with each impact. The car shakes slightly, the engine rumbling beneath us, a grimy symphony of lust and desperation, as I pound into her, lost in the raw, animalistic fervor of our car fuck.