Chapter 88: Car Sex II R18+

Then Amira swallowed him again, faster this time, bobbing her head in a rhythm that made his vision blur at the edges. Her tongue worked the underside of his shaft while her hand stroked what her mouth couldn’t reach, and the dual sensation. Wet heat and firm pressure built something at the base of his spine that demanded release.

"I’m gonna fuck your face with my cum," he warned, his voice barely recognizable. "You want that?"

She looked up at him, mouth full of cock, and nodded.

That was what broke him.

Xavier’s orgasm ripped through him like a fucking thunderclap. The first pulse of cum hit the back of her throat. Thick, white, flooding her mouth and then he pulled out, stroking himself through the rest, and the second shot painted her cheek, a rope of semen that stretched from the corner of her lip to her cheekbone. The third landed on her chin. The fourth dripped down onto her outstretched tongue.

Amira’s eyes fluttered closed and she smiled, a cum-smeared, utterly satisfied curve of her mouth, and then she licked her lips clean.

"Delicious," she said.

Xavier stared at her for a beat, chest heaving, still half-hard and already wanting more.

"Your turn," he said. "Turn around."

She grinned and obeyed, shifting onto her hands and knees on the leather seat, dress bunched at her waist, and Xavier’s brain short-circuited at the view now presented to him.

Her pants were already ruined. Soaked through, translucent, clinging to the shape of her cunt. So he hooked his fingers into the waistband and peeled them down her thighs. Her pussy was bare, clean-shaven, the skin a shade darker than the rest of her. Her outer lips were full and meaty, parted slightly to reveal the inner lips, pink and glistening with her own slick, and above them her clit peeked out from its hood, a tight little pearl that twitched when he exhaled against it.

"You have the most beautiful cunt I’ve ever fucking seen," he said, and then he buried his face between her thighs.

He licked her from clit to perineum in one long, flat-tongued stroke, and Amira’s back arched, her ass pressing harder against his face. Her taste flooded his mouth. Musky, slightly salty, faintly sweet and he chased it, thrusting his tongue inside her, fucking her with it while his nose nudged against her ass. Her inner walls clenched around his tongue, hot and textured and so wet that his chin was already dripping.

"Xavier, fuck, right there..don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop..."

He didn’t. He licked and sucked and nibbled until her thighs were shaking against his ears, and then he pulled back just long enough to drag his thumb through her slickness and press it gently against her asshole, not penetrating, just teasing the tight ring of muscle while his mouth returned to her clit.

"Oh God, I’m going to.."

But he never found out what she was going to do, because he chose that moment to slide two fingers inside her cunt and curl them forward, and Amira’s words dissolved into a scream that fogged the windows.

Amira’s scream still hung in the humid air of the Panamera when she twisted around, her cum-streaked face fierce with want, and grabbed Xavier by the collar of his shirt.

"I need your cock inside me," she said, the words dropping from her swollen lips like a fucking command. "Right now."

Xavier’s dick, still slick with her saliva and his own spent cum, was already thickening again, blood rushing back into the shaft with an ache that bordered on painful. He grabbed her hips, fingers digging into the plush curve of her ass, and yanked her toward him.

"Then get on it."

She swung one leg over his lap, facing away from him, her bare pussy hovering above his erection. The city lights of Kenvale caught the slick glistening between her thighs, painting her cunt in shades of amber and gold. From this angle Xavier could see everything. The meaty folds of her outer lips parted wide, the darker inner flesh peeking through, her asshole a tight, slightly darker whorl of muscle that flexed when she shifted her weight.

"Reverse cowgirl," Amira murmured, reaching between her legs to grip his shaft. "I want you to watch my ass while I fuck myself on your cock."

Xavier’s hands found her waist, calloused palms rough against the smooth expanse of her dark skin. "You’re fucking filthy." Beneath those nerdiness was a sex maniac he smiled.

"You have no idea."

She guided his tip through her slick, rubbing the flared head between her pussy lips without pushing inside, and the sensation. Wet heat kissing his most sensitive skin. Made Xavier’s jaw clench so hard his teeth ached. Her cunt was drenched, absolutely soaked, and the sounds it made as she dragged him through her folds were obscene. Wet. Squelching. The kind of sounds that belonged in a porn studio, not a luxury sedan overlooking a sleeping city.

"Stop teasing," Xavier growled, his voice scraping against his throat.

Amira looked over her shoulder, one eyebrow arched, that cum-smeared smile still playing at the corner of her mouth. "Make me."

He slammed her down onto his cock.

One brutal thrust that buried him to the hilt inside her cunt, and Amira’s back arched so sharply that her head nearly hit the roof of the car. Her pussy clenched around him. Fuck, the grip was insane, hot and tight and textured, every ridge of her inner walls squeezing his shaft like she was trying to milk him dry before he’d even started moving.

"FUCK," she screamed, the word breaking apart into something between a sob and a laugh. "Yes, fill me up with that fat fucking cock...."

Xavier didn’t wait for her to adjust. Couldn’t. His hands dropped from her waist to her ass, gripping both cheeks, spreading them wide so he could watch his dick disappear into her cunt, the way her lips stretched around his girth, the way her inner flesh clung to him when he pulled her up and then swallowed him again when he yanked her back down.

"You see that?" he grunted, thrusting up into her as she ground down. "You see how your fucking pussy takes every inch of me? Greedy fucking hole."

Amira planted her hands on his knees and started riding him in earnest, rising and falling in a rhythm that made the leather seats squeak in protest. The view was devastating. Her ass bouncing with each downward stroke, the muscles in her back rippling beneath her skin, her cunt making those wet, sucking sounds that filled the car like music. From this position Xavier could see the tight pucker of her asshole every time she lifted up, could see how it twitched when he hit a particularly deep spot inside her, and the sight made him fucking feral.