On A Sensual Ride – An Erotic Story

Ever fantasized of having sex in a moving car? In this short erotic story, Gladys gives in to her desire for Eric, oblivious to their friend driving them on the front seat.

The tires of our blue Honda Civic whizzed steadily down the tarmac, with Peranakan pop music blasting endlessly on the stereo. Wong was headbanging, obviously enjoying the electrifying music, still hyped, despite the long night we just had at our friend's party.

In between his "hee-haas" and "woo hoos", he would say something to Eric who was holding me to his chest at the back seat of the car.

While the men chit-chatted, I focused on inhaling Eric - it must have been the Oud fragrance because, despite the dancing and alcohol at the party, he still managed to smell so nice so I buried my nose in his chest and wrapped my arm around his waist.

Now and then, his body would jerk from his energetic conversation with Wong and I would cling onto him, enjoying the sheer intimacy of being beside him...

"You're okay back there Gladys?" Wong asked, peeping through the rearview mirror.

"Yeah, " I muffled, cuddling tighter against Eric who rubbed my arm and said to Wong, "sure she's fine, just sleepy maybe, yeah babe?"

I smiled in reply. I wasn't sleepy, I was actually horny.

The windows of the front seats were wound down so we could feel the cool night breeze blow in across our faces and I just wanted to have Eric, here... and right now.

As the men continued to guffaw about the events of our exciting evening, I began to rub my hands on Eric's chest.

I moved my fingers down his sides and slid them upwards until there were resting on his left nipple.

I pinched lightly and he looked down at me, at first with a dismissive smirk and then, more intensely as he read the longing in my eyes.

I leaned upward and placed a kiss to his lips - first as a peck, and then dived in with my tongue...

Concerned about the sudden silence of his friend, I sensed Wong, look into the rearview mirror, and on observing us, returned his focus on the road and turned up the volume of the stereo.

I swam my tongue inside Eric's mouth, with my right hand, scratching into the back of his hair. Ovulation loosens one's defenses and tonight, I was willing to be as wild as the bonobos, in the back seat of this car.

With our mouths glued and tongues dancing sloppily, I reached for Eric's zipper and he swiftly broke away, "Right here?" his eyes widened. He cocked his head to the side, reminding me of Wong's presence.

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"Right now!" I acknowledged boldly. Before he could utter another word, I dropped my head down to his thighs, unfastened his zipper, drew him out, and closed my lips around his cap.

Eric hissed pleasurably and I felt him, relax his back into the chair.

I stroked him, with the pace of my aching clitoris. I let my warm spit drool round his cap and then, I drove down on his full length until I could feel him at the back of my throat.

Eric clasped my hair and suppressed a groan. With my left-hand holding unto him, I slid my right hand through my skirt and into my panties...I moaned softly against him as I brushed the hood of my clitoris.

I began to rub in circles, matching the pace of my mouth and Eric just kept holding onto my hair and nudging me on.

I broke from his length and laid on my back, pulling him in between my thighs. I peeled my panties to the side, giving him access to drink my juices and he did, causing me to moan wordlessly.

Unable to take the tease any longer, I removed my panties and pulled him to the right angle of the seat. With my back facing him, I climbed down into his gaping legs and sat gently on him... I slid down until he was buried to my tilt and I gasped at the pleasure that brought me.

Clinging onto the front seat for support, I began to move up and down his throbbing length and his hands held onto my waist, following my every move.

I couldn't help the moans escaping my mouth now...

My eyes shut tightly so that all my senses were focused on the pleasure emanating inside me.

I backed my ass up and ground on him...in circles, to the side, up and down...

I was drowning!

Immerse pleasure coursed through me, down to the toes of my feet and I hopped speedily until I could feel my squirt gushing out like a tap.

When I sat back on him, Eric wrapped his arms around my chest, squeezed my boobs, and stiffened inside me. He buried his face into my back and I felt his seed melt, inside me.

The rest of it trickled down my thighs.

We went silent, panting in recovery...

"Bravo guys!" teased Wong's voice.

And we all broke out, chuckling.

THE END.

WRITTEN BY: KYLIE JOY TERUNDU.

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