Sex In Car Stories Novels & Stories

Before I know it, I’m flying, my mouth wide open as I cry his name, the rest of my body trembling in pure ecstasy. Thorton circles his arms around me and manages to flip us over. I laugh when he knocks his elbow against the window and I bump my head on the roof of the car. It’s both hilarious and sweet. “What are you giggling about?” he asks me lightly, peppering a flurry of kisses against my cheek. “I’ve never had sex in a car before,” I admit with a grin. “I promise we’ll have more adventurous,” he says as he grabs my hips and aligns himself yet again. “I look forward to the day I can fuck you morning, noon, and night without having to hide it.”

Smacking and lewd noises filled the car and maybe the parking lot because the car is shaking a lot they think. "Car sex sounds nice.." Erin whispered against his lips. He pulled away and had a show on top of Ajax, slowly removing the straps of her own dress, tossing the ribbons to the next seat. Erin proceeded to remove her dress slowly, teasing Ajax in the process. "Just remove it faster or I'll rip that fabric out of your body Erin." Ajax threatened because he was painfully hard. Erin didn’t rush to remove her clothes yet, she just gave more force to her grind.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

that felt like the most powerful ending for this couple. Okay, that was the heartfelt, literary reason. Now for the completely, utterly ridiculous and honest reason: I literally could not write another sex scene. I am not joking. We were closing in on 80,000 words on this thing! A hundred thousand words! Do you have any idea how many different ways there are to describe a hand running through hair? Or a deep gaze across a room? I was starting to lose my mind trying to come up with fresh, non-repetitive action. I truly don't think I would have survived trying to write a fresh, unique, meaningful, and non-absurdly-long sex scene at this point in the narrative. My fingers were cramping, my thes

I answered. “Is it okay if I spend the night here? I promise I won’t do anything inappropriate.” I wanted to laugh at his words because the last time he told me that, we ended up making out in his car. If it wasn’t for the call he got, we probably would have done more than make out. The rain that day set the perfect mood for car sex. I haven’t had sex in a car before, and that day would have probably been my first if that call hadn’t come.

Round after round blurred, missionary with Rico in her pussy while Jax fucked her tits; doggy with anal from Jax and pussy fingering from Rico; even a standing fuck against the wall, her legs wrapped around Rico as Jax took her ass from behind, the two men supporting her weight as they double-penetrated her mid-air. By the time they collapsed in a heap hours later, Elena was a wreck, her body marked with bruises, bites, and cum, every hole sore and satisfied. The room reeked of sex, the couch stained beyond repair. Jax kissed her deeply, tender now, while Rico traced gentle patterns on her back. "You were perfect," Jax whispered, pride in his voice. Rico nodded, smirking. "Ready for next tim

"Not exactly. But... something happened." Once we were in her car with the doors closed, the words started tumbling out. I told her everything—the dead car, the hotel, the dinner, the dancing under the stars. And then, I took a deep breath. "We had sex, Roxy." Her jaw dropped. For a full ten seconds, she just stared at me, her eyes wide. Then, she let out a squeal that could have shattered glass. "OH MY GOD, ARIA! YOU DID IT! YOU AND JUDE! FINALLY!" She grabbed my hands, bouncing in her seat. "Was it amazing? Tell me everything. Don't you dare leave out a single detail."

He’s propped up against his black BMW M4, acting like he’s been waiting forever. “Took you long enough. Should I open your door for you, your majesty?” He asks and bows. “About time you started treating me with the respect I deserve. Please tell me I won’t be sitting in any bodily fluids in this seat.” “Nah. This car is too small to have sex in. It’s built for speed. I’ll borrow your truck if I want to have sex in a vehicle.” “Like hell you will!” I’m never letting him take my truck anywhere now.

She felt the hot flood inside her, another man’s claim mixing with the first. As she lay there panting, shuddering through the aftershocks, Sasha’s climax reached its peak. Kael was hammering into her ass with unstoppable force. “Come for me, Sasha,” he growled, gripping her shoulders. Sasha’s cry was sharp, a dagger of pleasure. Her body tightened, then convulsed. Kael held her through it, then drove his own release into her with a final, ground-out groan. For a moment, there was only the sound of heavy breathing, the smell of sex thick in the air.

I was nibbling his neck and bouncing on him when the car came to an abrupt stop with a screeching sound. He gripped my waist tightly "Faster," He murmurs, kissing my throat. I smiled and nodded, moving faster and wildly, he was going crazy as I was. I've never had sex in the car before and it felt exhilaratingly good. Our voices of pleasure filled up the car and I came undone, I moved more frantically and he did with a long grunt. We were looking into each other's eyes when we heard a knock at the window. It was a traffic cop.