My love of car sex
I often ask myself why I so enjoy the often cramped, uncomfortable act of a back (or front) seat romp. I suppose I have many reasons, I suppose! Its part of the exhibitionist in me, its usually quick and takes care of that itch I can't seem to escape. It is exciting on several levels, as well. It can feel trashy, risky and slutty- all fun!
But as I relive my escapades, trying to understand - I feel it triggers some of the most intense 'i need you now moments' of my entire life. All the way back to when a simple kiss from the guy i was most into at the moment could turn my panties into a sopping mess. I recall those high school backseat makeout sessions having such passion and lust. They still have the power to send my stomach into flutters!
I also recall some not too long ago moments with some very special men. One after a day in the sun at the nude beach, where we had a spectacularly fun day of swimming, socializing, flirting, and teasing. We packed up when the clouds began rolling in and made it to the car just as a thunderstorm hit. My Jeep was shaking and the rain was pouring down so hard we couldn't see out the window.
Sitting there, with all that intense energy around and in us, suddenly we were all over each other! I recall riding him in the front seat and my juices flowing down, we came together hard and as we came down from the heavens, we were so connected with each other and the weather. It was amazing.
Another very exciting time i recall was a date night in NYC in one of my old favorite restaurants with some of my favorite tequila, my favorite man (back then!) sweet romance, kinky talk and some toy shopping afterwards made the ride home very very hot. I was blowing him while he was driving on the LIE and playing with the new toys he had bought me. We were so hot for each other - he pulled off the highway and we jumped in the back seat, I was so wet, he slid in my ass without missing a beat, in seconds we were both panting and drained - only to climb out and realize whoevers house we were in front of were still up and peaking out their windows! We jumped back in the front and off we went, finally sated and looking forward to being in bed for more!
But as I relive my escapades, trying to understand - I feel it triggers some of the most intense 'i need you now moments' of my entire life. All the way back to when a simple kiss from the guy i was most into at the moment could turn my panties into a sopping mess. I recall those high school backseat makeout sessions having such passion and lust. They still have the power to send my stomach into flutters!
I also recall some not too long ago moments with some very special men. One after a day in the sun at the nude beach, where we had a spectacularly fun day of swimming, socializing, flirting, and teasing. We packed up when the clouds began rolling in and made it to the car just as a thunderstorm hit. My Jeep was shaking and the rain was pouring down so hard we couldn't see out the window.
Sitting there, with all that intense energy around and in us, suddenly we were all over each other! I recall riding him in the front seat and my juices flowing down, we came together hard and as we came down from the heavens, we were so connected with each other and the weather. It was amazing.
Another very exciting time i recall was a date night in NYC in one of my old favorite restaurants with some of my favorite tequila, my favorite man (back then!) sweet romance, kinky talk and some toy shopping afterwards made the ride home very very hot. I was blowing him while he was driving on the LIE and playing with the new toys he had bought me. We were so hot for each other - he pulled off the highway and we jumped in the back seat, I was so wet, he slid in my ass without missing a beat, in seconds we were both panting and drained - only to climb out and realize whoevers house we were in front of were still up and peaking out their windows! We jumped back in the front and off we went, finally sated and looking forward to being in bed for more!
8 years ago