This is an interesting incident. I had been going out with my girlfriend, Sherry, for many months now, and we’ve been having sex practically nonstop. One night we were coming home from dinner, riding in Sherry’s hot, deep blue Camaro. I told her that I wanted to have sex with her in the car, which was something we had never done. She was eager to have this new experience, and when we got to her house, she parked us in the garage, and we got out of the car.
Sherry said that she wanted to shower. I would have joined her, but as you realize, the male of the species only has so many charges in his wand, and we wanted to save it for this new experience. Besides, we had sex in the shower many times before.
Sherry went into the house, while I stayed in the garage, removing
Free Teen Porn my clothes. I’m just glad it was summer; the garage was cool, but not cold or boiling like outside.
I tossed my clothes on to the warm hood of the Camaro. Then I sat on it, idly kicking the tire with the ball of my foot, and absently fondling my cock.
I ran my eyes along the sleek lines of the car. My cock started to rise. I found myself actually getting excited looking at a sports car!
I got up and walked around to the rear of the car. Then I looked down at it’s tailpipes, and damned if my cock didn’t jump. I mentally looked left and right, then shrugged my shoulders and said to myself, hell, here’s something I never tried.
I got down on my knees, supporting myself by clutching the
Free Adult car’s rear. I slowly inched my cock towards the rightmost tailpipe, ‘walking’ on my knees. I could feel some heat from the exhaust pipe, gently warming my cock. I slowly pressed my whole cock into the warm tailpipe up to the hilt! What an odd feeling!
The car’s tailpipe was just about my size, a little smaller, so I was pressing against some resistance. The heat also felt wet, not dry at all. I giggled slightly as the thought “She’s hot and wet for it” went through my head.
I slowly pulled out until just my head was in, then I thrust back in. Not bad. I could get used to this. I thrust in and out, and the Camaro built up momentum and began to rock back and forth!
I modified my thrusts into the car so that when the Camaro was coming back, I thrust in to it’s tailpipe, giving it a little shove which sent it forwards again, as I pulled out. It was as if the car was thrusting against me. It really got me hot!
Back and forth, back and forth, the car bucking against me, rocking on its shocks. The car began to make little creaking noises, I’m sure you have noticed them when your car oscillates on its shocks. This only served to get me hotter, since the creaking sounded like the car was moaning in time to our thrusts!
