badinfluencegirl

i hit the car with a thump muffled only by my thick coat.  hit the car and fumble with the keys as i pant and gasp; your weight against me and your throbbing hardness driving me to even greater klutziness.

i try to find the lock as i grunt and gasp and rear back against you, your roaming hands on my breasts and teasing my nipples in the cold.  the weight of my legs and pelvis rests on the car but my back arches into you as my breasts lift beneath your hands.

i can feel myself soaking into the silken fabric of the panties i am wearing before your hands get anywhere near my centre and i mewl a little as i feel my shirt lifted beneath my encompassing coat. you are pressed firmly into my buttocks now and our hips are starting to move in that timeless way.

i make one last, valiant effort to get the right key in the lock of my car only to groan in disappointment as they slide through my nerveless fingers and hit the cold pavement below.

you laugh throatily and your hands dip into the waistband of my skirt.  dip and stroke and tease as i writhe against you, trapped between your hardness and that of my car and slowly losing my mind.  one hand tweaking my now exposed to the cold nipple and the other hand stroking my sodden panties you growl into my ear “aren’t you the little slut? look at yourself exposed for anyone to see and not even caring!  feel how wet you are because anyone could see you…” and i moan again.

i moan and press my bottom more firmly against you but you laugh and will have none of it, too intent on your play to be ready to finish yet.  each stroke against the silken fabric covering my sodden pussy makes me shudder and gasp and now you keep whispering in my ear between bites on my neck.

my head falls back on to your shoulder and i am utterly at your mercy now, keys forgotten on the ground below us as i gasp and brace my hands against the cold metal before me.

your hands continue to play me like the instrument i am and finally, finally you slide your hand into my sopping underwear and stroke my open labia with your still mildly chilled fingers.  i moan loudly, uncaring at all of who hears me now, and buck against your hand.  your merciless hand that drives me insane as my head shakes and i nearly lose control of my legs.

i don’t notice your other hand leaving my nipples (although you leave my breasts exposed to the cold which excites them further) until it arrives between us and i realize that you are unbuckling your belt and releasing yourself from your jeans.

you dance us a couple of feet to the left and push me over the hood of my car.  i gasp at the cold metal as it touches my overheated and very sensitized torso, gasp again as i feel my skirt lifting from behind.  i don’t really know how you do it, somehow you keep stroking me to a babbling frenzy even as you free your now engorged penis and slide it once, twice, thrice against the sopping panties i’m still wearing.

the hand inside my panties never stops it’s torment and i feel myself bucking against you and sliding along your stiff shaft.  quivers start from deep within me and spread through my body as i am helpless in the grip of an extremely intense orgasm.  just as the quivers begin to settle i scream out as you slam your entire length into me.

you are so thick that it hurts for a second and i scream again as you lean over and brace your arms on either side of my body.  your cock pounds into me thick and fast and i lose any awareness of self i had left as i gasp and shudder and gush all over your throbbing penis.

your balls slap against my clit and i am coming and coming and coming again now and my juices are running down my legs even as they buckle beneath me.  you hold me there and fuck me until you are good and ready before you twitch and pulse and spurt your seed into my thrilled pussy.

your quivering pulses send me over yet another edge and i scream loud and long as i erupt and gush all over you.  you laugh in my ear and slide your semi-erect penis out of my drippingly just fucked pussy before you slide my panties down my legs.

“don’t put those back on” you growl again “i want you to feel our juices running down your legs like the little slut that you are” and you laugh as you let me go and i slide down my car to the cold ground, body still shuddering and face slack as aftershocks continue to course through me.

“now” you say “clean me off, that’s a good girl” and you shove your penis into my mouth.

i am so dazed i nearly don’t hear the applause…