Car Shopping

Car Shopping

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Andy, short for Sandra, is bored with her life and marriage and a trip to test drive cars is the perfect solution for her boredom

Summary

Andy, short for Sandra, is bored with her life and marriage and a trip to test drive cars is the perfect solution for her boredom

Content

Submitted: February 28, 2016

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Submitted: February 28, 2016

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Andy, short for Sandra, was strolling through a Porsche dealership wondering what she was doing.  Just the night before she’d had a huge fight with her husband about their latest credit card bill and they definitely couldn’t afford a Porsche, but she realized she really didn’t care.She was simply bored with her life and couldn’t recall how it had gotten like this.  She was completely tired of her husband’s temper tantrums and insecurities and now even his wealth and good looks weren’t enough any longer. 

As she looked at the latest convertible she heard the young saleswoman clearly flirting with a male shopper.  She couldn’t help smile to herself as he explained to the woman that he needed a very expensive gift to make up for an unfortunate situation.  It was obvious from his voice that he was charming as the woman giggled even though he was describing how his girlfriend had caught him in a very compromising situation with the college aged babysitter of his kids. 

He was facing away from her so she couldn’t see him, but he was tall, obviously in good shape and well dressed; and then there was his voice.  It seemed to ooze sensuality and she found herself becoming slightly aroused from just his voice.  She tried to stop listening, but that voice had her body buzzing.  She heard the saleswoman scurrying off and then his voice carried the distance between them, “Do you find my predicament humorous, young lady?” 

She hadn’t realized she was still smiling as she’d listened to him, so she looked up with a start and his piercing eyes seemed to mesmerize her; freezing her in place as he slowly walked towards her.  She tried to find her voice, but he added, “It’s okay; it would amuse me also but I’m currently in the middle of a big business deal with her father so I really don’t want to screw that up.” 

Her quick wit served her well as she whispered, “Seems like you’re naturally inclined with screwing…….. up.” 

He chuckled and his laugh seemed to create sound waves that went through the floor and up her legs to her very core before he whispered, “How did you know my kids’ babysitter was on top of me?” 

It was such an outrageous thing to say that she giggled merrily, but when she saw his eyes devouring her swaying breasts her giggle died off and she tried to ignore the ache that emanated from her needy core.  She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been fucked and her collection of sex toys couldn’t compare to a good hard cock and the feel of a man’s embrace.

She was shocked at her own thoughts as even in her boredom she’d never even considered cheating and she thought she better leave before temptations were too much to resist.  Before she could will her feet into movement, he was next to her and that voice of his was pushing her buttons as he said, “We really must take a test drive.  With your tanned skin, dark hair and that amazing fucking dress, I need to see you in this black Porsche you’ve been eyeing.”

She glanced at him and was lost in those hazel eyes and she loved how he was so much taller than her small 5’2” stature.  Just the way he had referred to her eyeing the Porsche thrilled her because he’d been shamelessly eye fucking her since he’d started walking towards her. 

Why she said it, she didn’t know, but she blurted out, “My husband would kill me if he knew I did something like this.” 

The saleswoman was back and giving Andy a dirty look and her enthusiasm for this sexy situation waned slightly as he turned towards her and ran his hand up the saleswoman’s arm as he whispered something.Andy couldn’t believe it, but she was jealous and was relieved when the woman smiled and left them alone again. 

He turned back to her and took another long look at her, winked and then whispered, “Well then, we won’t tell him.  This is the one you want to drive, isn’t it?”

She nodded, but then softly said, “I can’t drive a stick.” 

She felt her legs shake as his hand slid along her lower back as he pointed inside the car and whispered, “No worries, beautiful; it’s automatic.” 

A second later the saleswoman was handing him the key and he was opening the driver’s door for her.  She felt his eyes on her legs as she slid behind the wheel and she was glad she’d worn the dress she had.  It was her favorite shirtdress; purple and quite sheer and short enough that as he slid into the passenger seat, the dress was at mid-thigh and she fought her normal urge to pull it down.  To be honest, she wanted, hell needed his eyes on her.  It was thrilling and arousing and she was already imagining the amazing cum she was going to have when she got home and thought of how this man wanted her. 

Just starting the car was exhilarating as the power of the engine made the whole car throb and the vibrations through the sumptuous leather seat against her wet pussy made it very difficult to focus.  At the first stoplight, he leaned in and said, “Amazing isn’t it?  We need a photo so you can remember this.”

He took out his phone and they took a selfie and the feel of his body so close to him made her mind race and when he squeezed her leg as he pointed that the light had just turned green, she thought she might orgasm.  Not only that, but he didn’t remove his hot and strong hand from her leg and as she worked to keep the powerful car at the speed limit, she couldn’t breathe as his fingers deftly undid two buttons at the bottom of the dress. 

“That’s a little bit better, isn’t it?” he asked.  She felt herself nodding as the breeze whipping through the car made her feel liberated and more than a little out of control.

She felt completely self-conscious with how much of her legs were on display as the only thing she was wearing under the sheer dress was a body hugging silky slip, as she hated panty lines and the slip had enough structure to support her petite breasts. 

At the next stop light, she could feel his eyes on her and she looked over at him timidly.  He purred, “I was right; you looking fucking incredible in this car; just one more thing.”  She couldn’t take her eyes off of him as he leaned in again and this time undid two buttons at the top of her dress. 

There was no doubt that the lacy cups of the slip were now on display and her hard nipples if he looked close enough.  She couldn’t help but gasp, “You’re fucking crazy”. 

As her own words swirled in her ears, she wondered why she didn’t say something like, “Stop” or “You can’t do this” but she hadn’t tried to stop him in the least.  Nor did she stop him when he purred, “A woman as sexy and beautiful as you will make any man crazy” and then his lips were on hers. 

The kiss was anything but tentative as his lips claimed hers and she eagerly responded.  The kiss lasted until the car behind them honked to tell them to get moving through the green light. 

Her body ached and her mind was lost on how delicious the kiss was and she was only partially aware of the directions he was giving her.  In a few short minutes, they were in the empty parking lot of the football stadium and he was urging her to floor it.  She did so and when he felt his hand on her thigh pushing her dress to ever new heights, she went even faster.  The roar of the powerful engine and his lips on her neck while his fingers came closer and closer to her core pushed her past the point of any conscious thought.  When he finally growled into her ear that she needed to stop, her legs felt like they weren’t responding, but somehow the car was resting narly into the trees that lined the edge of the parking lot. 

She heard him whisper, “Fuck me” and felt herself crawling into his lap; straddling him and after he teased her pussy open with the head of his cock, she slammed herself down onto him.  He pushed her dress off her shoulders and as his mouth claimed one nipple she rode him with a reckless intensity that she’d never enjoyed before.  His cock filled her so completely that he was touching her in ways that she’d never known and her first orgasm didn’t even slow her down as she rode him like it was to be her last fuck ever.  At some point, he nudged her over his legs until her back was resting against the dash of the car and then he fucked her. 

His eyes kept flicking from her face down to the sight of his cock pummeling her pussy and pummeling was the right word.  She couldn’t believe his stamina as the pace and intensity of his thrusts was going to leave her sore for a week.  He slowed his thrusts so that he could reach up and tease her clit.  She was immediately on the edge of another orgasm and was almost too far gone to understand what he was saying.  It finally dawned on her that he was saying, “My name is Hubie” and it seemed clear that he wanted to hear her moan his name when she came and she didn’t disappoint as she moaned Hubie at least a dozen times as waves of orgasms consumed her as his cock hit her g-spot again and again. 

Just when she didn’t think it could get any better, he groaned, “Oh fuck” and she felt his cock pulsing so many times as he shot his seed deep inside her. 

When she finally opened her eyes again, he was softly kissing her neck and she didn’t feel the slightest bit of guilt or awkwardness.  She didn’t know what to say but being in his lap; his cock still inside her felt like the most natural thing ever.  He lifted his head from her neck and gazed into her eyes and whispered, “I need to see you again.” 

She wanted to give an emphatic yes, but it was such a bad idea; a wonderfully bad idea.  After a soft kiss on her lips and then a smile, he added, “Again, we won’t tell your husband.” 

She couldn’t help but giggle and instead of answering him she softly said, “You’ll have to drive back; I still can’t feel my legs.” 

He chuckled and they managed to fix their clothes and get him behind the driver’s seat.  As he fired up the car, she whispered, “Give me your phone Hubie.” 

Without hesitation he unlocked it and handed it to her.  She started the video camera, looked into his phone and purred, “That was the best fuck of my life, Hubie.  My name is Sandra, but my friends call me Andy; I hope you’ll call me soon” and then gave her number. 

She handed him the phone and he whispered, “Oh, I’ll definitely be calling, Sandra.” 

She usually hated it when people called her that, but from him it was perfect.  She glanced at him and flashed a little more leg as she smiled and said, “You fucking better, Hubie.” 

 


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