Some girl was giving me a dirty look today. I hope she wasn’t flattered because I was actually looking at her man. She was ruining my view.
Last night was a pretty fucking amazing night. Yeah I did it. Whatever. I know I said I was over hooking up back then but I figured that I’m 21 years young, I still have a lot to experiment in life, and I’ve got male urges to attend to. I do admit that I miss the idea of sex and love at the same time in a relationship but why should I deprive myself if the options present themselves to me? Yeah, my relationship was good while it lasted. It’s passed and I’m passed it as well. I’ve made a choice and I chose to live what’s now and not dwell in the past.
So lately I’ve been looking to expand my horizon. In the past I’ve always been with Asian guys but now I feel it’s time to really experiment. Yesterday I’ve been exchanging messages with a Mediterranean guy the whole day. He’s well travelled, well educated, passionate, easy going, and have had a lot of experience in life if you know what I mean. I’d like to say I’ve had a lot of experience too and I admit the exchange of experience was pretty exhilarating.
Unfortunately, none of us could host. He was visiting from LA. But that didn’t stop us. We both like thrill and he had a nice car. Mhmm. So he picked me up in my area. When I looked at him through his car window, I was caught by surprise. Goddamn, he looked nothing like his picture. It’s like being told you’ve won a thousand bucks and not believing it till it’s in front of you. Maybe if you were a virgin, you could say a million? LOL. Anyways, as we were driving, we had a nice, friendly talk about our day and a little bit about ourselves. I usually don’t care to know or share anything personal in a hook up but I figured that we’ve been pretty interested in each other the whole day so it’s only fair.
We parked on the side of a wide, curved road with a hill separating us from the closest house. It looked pretty safe. Maybe a couple people would pass by but that’s kind of the idea of having a thrill, to be honest. He moved the carseats up to make room for the back, I thought it was pretty cute how he wanted to make sure we’re comfortable. We then moved to the back and without another word, we pulled each other together till my lips met with his voluptuous, warm lips. He had an amazing body and even though the closest lamppost provided a very faint light, the amount of body contact we had described it beautifully and made my mind swirl in ecstasy. You can just feel the time and dedication he has with the gym.
As he embraced my body against his tightly, he picked me up and laid me down while our lips remained obsessively locked with each other. My arms couldn’t help but admire his nicely toned back. He then took my left hand and guided it down his sweatpants. Just as I was warned, his blood-filled cock filled the grip of my hands warmly, leaving me almost no space for the ends of my fingers to meet. I massaged it as it pressed against mine, giving them a pleasureful introduction. I then pulled his shirt off and returned the favor to me and so on with our sweatpants. He sat down and asked me to sit on him. We made out even more and I slowly made my way down from his neck, to his nipples, to his nicely toned abs and down his nicely filled cock. It was soft but still big. Luckily I was able to deep throat him before it got too hard and his moans told me I was doing a good job.
He fingered me gently as I arched my back and continued to suck on his hard, thick cock. I could tell he was anxious. He kissed me again as he guided me to turn around and lay my chest down on his seats. He kissed my back, making me relax as he gently put it in. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy and took deep breaths as I embraced his thickness. It wasn’t long until he took control and started thrusting. Steadily his aggression started building up. For a while it hurt, but I knew it would only be a while until it felt good and so I eagerly submitted to him.
Before I knew it, we both got lost into the action. My moans escalated as he thrusted harder and harder. We both couldn’t resist. His sunroof was cracked slightly open but we didn’t care. If anything, we needed to open it wider to let some steam out.
We tried various positions, getting creative with what space we had in the back of his car. I may not have a name for them but my legs have probably burnt a thousand calories, from riding him and taking in all the inches he has. Let’s just say I like to know when I’m doing good and I loved hearing him moan when I was in control. I loved it when he sat down and I rode on him. We both enjoyed each other’s sweat-drenched body and held each other tight as I forced myself down on him.
Eventually we had to take a break in the middle. His car was hot and steamy inside, I almost felt bad for it. The towel I brought along with me that we fucked on top of was drenched as well, couldn’t even take the amount of sweat we worked up. He looked at me and complimented me on how well I took his cock. Said he was amazed with how well I could take him without stopping. Of course I didn’t let myself feel too flattered but I took his word for it.
I warmed him up again by sucking on his soft cock. It was perfect for me to deep throat again and I loved hearing him moan. When it got hard again, I pulled him over behind me for doggy style. He thrusted me as he pushed my back down in an arch. I could feel him hitting my spot so good, I had to stop stroking so I wouldn’t cum. I didn’t feel like finishing just yet. It may have been over an hour but I knew he still had a lot of energy.
Eventually, after a couple different positions, we sat down next to each other again and I sucked on his nipple to get him to cum. I watched him cum as his thick cock throbbed in his hand. It was hot. He then returned the favor the same way and I couldn’t help but shoot his face.
We opened the windows and relaxed as we let the cool air dry us up. We had a pretty good conversation. He told me about his college life with girls as well as guys. I honestly don’t believe in bisexuality but I guess we’ll always bump into that one person who’ll surprise us. Anyways, it got a little more personal and I enjoyed the connection. He told me I was really mature for my age and I’m glad he acknowledged that other than my body.
Yeah I would say it was the best fuck I’ve ever had in a car. If we could get creative in a car, imagine how much more creative it would’ve been if it were in his house in LA or in a hotel? One thing for sure, he was interested for more. Normally, I don’t care to keep in touch after a hook up but we were both really eager and exchanged phone numbers. Just now he texted me how his car still smells like sex even after disinfecting it. He said he enjoyed our time together though. And because we exchanged numbers, I’m sure there’ll be more in store for us.