Drenched Behind the Wheel #4
"God, Nicole," Luke breathed, his large hands rubbing the wet skin of her outer thighs. "You are completely unbelievable. You literally flooded the front seat. I’m completely obsessed with how messy you get for me."
Nicole let out a breathy laugh, her shyness completely gone as she leaned up to kiss his jawline. "I told you, Luke. When you fuck me like that, my body completely loses its mind."
The fifth afternoon brought a brief respite from the storms, but the relentless Houston sun returned with a vengeance, boiling the rainwater off the asphalt and turning the air into a thick, suffocating steam.
Inside the academy, the humidity seemed to coat everything in a fine sheen of moisture.
Nicole stood near the back filing cabinets, her body humming with a deep, heavy vibration.
She had spent the entire morning thinking about the raw, dominant power Luke had used to bend her over the center console the day before.
Her previous inhibitions were completely dead and buried.
She knew exactly what her body was capable of now, and instead of fearing the wet chaos she created, she craved it.
Today, she had dressed with the explicit intent of pushing Luke over the edge.
She wore a tight, hot pink spandex top that stretched precariously over her heavy, unbraid breasts, and a pair of white, low rise short shorts that molded perfectly to the curve of her bare ass.
Beneath the denim, she was completely bare, her swollen clit already weeping a steady, hot stream of slick arousal that stained the inner seams of her shorts.
When Luke walked through the rear employee entrance, he didn't even bother looking around the front office.
He had tracked her scent straight to the back room.
He was wearing a dark gray tank top and loose athletic shorts, his muscles bulging and his sharp jawline set with an aggressive, single-minded focus.
The moment his dark eyes caught the outline of her hard nipples through the pink spandex, his breathing turned heavy.
"We’re going deep into the country roads today," Luke growled, his deep baritone sending a severe throb straight between Nicole’s thighs.
He stepped forward, his massive hands gripping her hips and pulling her flush against his groin.
She could feel his cock—already long, thick, and completely rigid—straining brutally against the fabric of his shorts.
"I want you isolated. I don't want to worry about a single soul interrupting what I'm about to do to you."
Nicole let out a ragged whimper, her hands sliding up his vascular forearms. "The keys are in my pocket, Luke. Take us wherever you want."
They skipped the office entirely, slipping out to the silver sedan.
Luke took the wheel, driving with an intense, fast-paced urgency out of the city limits, navigating toward a vast stretch of deserted farmland where the gravel roads were flanked by massive, towering rows of sugarcane.
The dark window tints of the car completely cut off the bright, blinding glare of the afternoon sun, turning the interior into a shadowed, private cave of leather and building heat.
Ten miles down the gravel road, Luke veered the sedan into a narrow, overgrown clearing buried deep within the sugarcane fields. He slammed the car into park but left the engine running, allowing the AC to blast ice-cold air directly over their boiling skin.
"Get in the passenger seat and put your legs over the dashboard," Luke commanded, his voice a gritty, low rumble as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
Nicole didn't hesitate. She unbuckled her belt and shifted her weight, swinging her long, smooth legs up onto the dark vinyl dashboard, completely exposing her lower half to him.
Luke reached across the console, his large, rough hands hooking into the waistband of her white shorts.
With one powerful, violent yank, he dragged the shorts down her legs and threw them onto the floorboards, leaving her completely naked from the waist down, her dripping, swollen pussy completely bare under the dark tinted glass.
"Look at how fucking wet you are," Luke whispered, his voice thick with awe as he stared down at her.
Her pussy lips were engorged, dark pink, and completely glistening with a thick, heavy sheen of clear fluid that was already dripping down into the crack of her ass and onto the gray leather.
Luke reached out, his thick index and middle fingers sliding straight into her tight, boiling tunnel.
A loud, squishing gasp tore from Nicole's throat as he pushed his fingers all the way to the hilt, stretching her open.
He began to pump his fingers in a rapid, relentless rhythm, his thumb grinding hard against her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit.
"Ah! Oh god, Luke, it's too much, fuck me!" Nicole cried out, her head thrashing against the headrest, her fingers clawing at the leather seat as his fingers worked her inside out, creating a loud, wet slapping sound that echoed through the cabin.
Luke didn't say another word. He stripped his athletic shorts and boxers down to his knees, freeing his thick, throbbing cock.
It was fully erect, veins mapping the heavy length of it like tree roots, the massive crown dripping with a heavy bead of pre-cum.
He shifted his weight, climbing across the console and positioning himself directly between her parted thighs on the passenger seat.
He grabbed her ankles, pinning her knees all the way back against her chest, a position that stretched her tight opening completely wide.
He lined his massive head up with her dripping pussy and plunged straight in.
"Fuuuuuck!" Luke roared, his eyes slamming shut as his entire length was buried inside her boiling, tight heat. Because she was so incredibly lubricated by her own fluids, his thick shaft slid in effortlessly, the wet impact of their pelvic bones making a heavy, resounding thud against the seat.
He began to fuck her with a savage, primitive power.
In this folded position, every single thrust was driving his thick crown directly against her swollen G spot with brutal force.
Luke was completely unhinged by the tightness of her walls, his movements turning into a frantic, fast-paced blur of raw masculinity.
The cabin filled with the heavy scent of raw sex and the frantic, messy sounds of squishing fluids as he pulled almost completely out before slamming back into her depths.
"You are so fucking tight, Nicole! Squeeze it! Squeeze my cock!" Luke panted, his chest expanding as his muscles strained with every deep, heavy plunge.
The intense, grinding friction built to an unbearable, blinding peak.
The familiar, overwhelming pressure began to coil tightly in the bottom of Nicole's stomach, heavier and fuller than ever before.
Her internal walls were spasming wildly around his thick shaft, and she could feel the fluid rushing toward her center like a tidal wave.
"Luke! I’m going to squirt! I can't hold it!" Nicole screamed, her jaw opening in a silent scream of pure ecstasy.
"Don't you dare hold it back! Shoot it right onto my face, Nicole! Drench me!" Luke commanded, his voice a dominant, rough roar as he delivered three final, brutal thrusts, burying his cock as deep as it could humanly go.
The final barrier of her inhibition shattered into a million pieces.
Nicole’s core locked down around his shaft with a crushing, ferocious grip, and a massive, violent torrent of clear, hot fluid erupted from deep within her pussy.
Because of her folded position, the fluid didn't just pool—it shot out in a powerful, pressurized fountain, spraying heavily across Luke’s stomach, up his chest, and directly onto his face.
The hot, slick wave drenched his chin, his lips, and splashed across his cheeks.
Luke let out a wild, gasping shout, completely shocked by the sheer force and volume of the release hitting his face.
He had never imagined a woman could explode with that much intensity.
The feeling of her tight, squirting core violently pulsing and contracting around his shaft completely broke his remaining sanity.
With a deep, guttural roar that echoed off the tinted windows, his body went entirely rigid.
He shoved his hips forward one last time, pinning her down against the passenger seat, and his cock began to pulse violently inside her.
He let out a massive, burning torrent of thick, hot cum, shooting it deep into the very back of her pussy in heavy, rhythmic spurts.
He filled her tight tunnel to absolute overflowing, his semen mixing with the slick floodwaters of her squirt until the fluid was completely leaking out of her and pooling onto the ruined leather seat below.
The silence that settled over the sugarcane clearing was absolute, broken only by the ragged, heavy gasps of their breathing.
Luke remained heavily draped over her, his face glistening with her slick fluids under the dim light of the car.
He lifted his head, his dark eyes wide, a slow, wild grin spreading across his lips as his tongue darted out to lick the taste of her squirt off his upper lip.
"God, Nicole," Luke breathed, his voice a low, gravelly rasp of absolute worship. "You literally drenched my face with your pussy. That was the most unhinged, fucking hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. I am completely ruined for any other woman."
Nicole lay completely spent, her legs trembling weakly against his shoulders, a beautiful, confident smile spreading across her flushed face. "I told you, Luke. I'm all yours. Every single drop."
The sixth afternoon brought a strange, electric stillness to the air.
The sky outside the Lone Star Defensive Driving Academy was a brilliant, blinding blue, but inside the small office, the heat was completely suffocating.
Nicole stood near the back employee breakroom, leaning her hips against the laminate countertop.
Her transformation was absolute. Any trace of the reserved, 34 year old instructor had been entirely torched by the raw, primitive hunger Luke had awakened inside her.
She didn't care about the risk, the school rules, or the company car anymore.
She was completely horny, her internal walls pulsing with a thick, heavy ache that made it painful to stand still.