Drenched Behind the Wheel #5
Today, she had dressed purely for Luke's destruction.
She wore a tight, cherry red tank top with thin spaghetti straps that did absolutely nothing to hide the heavy weight of her bare breasts.
Below the waist, she wore nothing but a short, pleated white tennis skirt.
No panties, no protection. Every time she shifted her weight, the cool air from the breakroom fan drifted up her thighs, brushing against her exposed, dripping pussy.
She was already overflowing, a clear, sticky sheen of arousal coating the soft folds of her skin, sliding down her inner thighs.
When Luke stepped through the door, he looked entirely feral.
He wore a black tank top and a pair of loose gray sweatpants that sat low on his hips, his sharp jawline tight with an aggressive, single minded focus.
He didn't even look at the front desk. He tracked her straight into the breakroom, his dark eyes instantly locking onto the hard, sharp outlines of her nipples pushing through the red cotton.
"We aren't driving anywhere today," Luke growled, his deep baritone vibrating with a dangerous, heavy authority as he closed the distance between them, his large frame completely trapping her against the counter.
He reached down, his large, calloused hands sliding straight under the pleats of her white skirt, his fingers making direct, shocking contact with her bare, soaking wet skin.
"The academy owner left for the warehouse district until five. The company sedan is parked in the closed garage bay. We’re doing this right now."
Nicole let out a sharp, whimpering sob, her knees instantly buckling as his thick index and middle fingers slid straight into her tight, boiling pussy tunnel. "Luke... please, the garage is right next to the office..."
"The doors are locked, the windows are tinted black, and nobody is coming, Nicole," Luke whispered roughly, his thumb finding her swollen, engorged clit and grinding against it with a brutal, relentless pressure.
He pumped his fingers deep inside her, completely shocked by how hot and slick she was.
Her body was generating a literal river of heat, a loud, wet squishing sound echoing through the small breakroom as his fingers worked her inside out.
"Look at how fucking wet you are. You’re practically begging for my cock."
He yanked his fingers out, leaving her opening gaping and dripping, and grabbed her wrist.
He led her out to the dark, shadowed garage bay where the silver sedan sat parked over the concrete service pit.
The air inside the garage was heavy with the scent of motor oil, hot rubber, and raw humidity.
Luke opened the passenger side door, threw the seat back as far as it would go, and pushed Nicole inside.
He didn't waste a single second. Luke popped the drawstring of his sweatpants, pulling them down along with his boxers to reveal his thick, throbbing cock. It was fully erect, a massive, heavy weapon mapping thick, angry veins along the length of his cock.
Nicole stared down at it, her mouth going completely dry as her pussy clamped down in anticipation. She scrambled onto the passenger seat, lying flat on her back, pulling her knees all the way up to her chest to open herself completely.
Luke climbed into the car, positioning his massive frame between her parted thighs. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, leaving faint white marks on her skin as he lined his massive head up with her dripping entrance and plunged straight in.
"Fuuuuuck!" Nicole screamed, her voice echoing loudly inside the dark, enclosed cabin of the car. The sheer size of his cock stretched her tight walls to their absolute breaking point, a deep, wet thud resonating through the frame of the sedan as his pelvis slammed hard against her bare ass.
Luke began to fuck her with a savage, fast-paced power.
Because she was so incredibly lubricated by her own floodwaters, his thick shaft slid in and out with absolute, friction-free intensity, creating a frantic, messy rhythm of slapping flesh and squishing fluids that filled the sedan.
Every deep plunge was hitting her G-spot with brutal, merciless accuracy, sending violent jolts of pleasure straight up to her brain.
Nicole was entirely helpless, her fingers clawing at the gray leather headrest, her jaw hanging open in a silent scream of pure ecstasy as he claimed her body over and over again.
"You feel so good, Nicole! Squeeze it! Squeeze my cock with your tight pussy!" Luke roared, his chest heaving, his muscles straining as he drove his hips forward with primitive, unyielding force.
The intense, rapid friction built to an unbearable, explosive peak.
That familiar, overwhelming pressure began to coil tightly in the bottom of Nicole's stomach, heavier and fuller than it had ever been.
Her internal walls were spasming wildly around his thick shaft, and she could feel the internal dam preparing to break completely.
She wanted to drench him. She wanted him to drown in her pleasure.
"Luke! I’m going to…I’m going to squirt again! It’s too much!" she screamed out, her upper body arching completely off the leather seat.
"Do it! Drench my fucking face again! Shoot it all over me, Nicole!" Luke commanded, his pace turning absolutely savage, his thrusts turning into a relentless blur of raw power.
The final barrier of her inhibition shattered.
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.
It shot out in powerful, pulsing waves, a literal fountain of squirt spraying heavily across Luke’s stomach, up his muscular chest, and directly onto his face.
The hot, slick floodwaters drenched his lips, his chin, and splashed heavily across his eyes, coating his entire face in a glistening sheen of her raw arousal.
Luke let out a wild, gasping shout, completely unhinged by the sheer volume and force of her release hitting his face. The intense sensation of her tight, squirting core violently contracting and pulsing around his shaft completely broke his remaining sanity.
With a deep, guttural roar that rattled the dashboard, Luke shoved his hips forward one final, brutal time, pinning her down against the passenger seat.
His thick cock began to pulse violently inside her, shooting a massive, burning torrent of thick, white cum deep into the very back of her pussy.
He came in heavy, rhythmic spurts, filling her tight tunnel to absolute overflowing, his semen mixing with the slick flood of her squirt until the fluid was completely leaking out of her and dripping onto the ruined leather seats below.
The heavy, rhythmic panting of their breath was the only sound inside the quiet garage bay.
Luke remained heavily draped over her body, his face glistening with her fluids under the dim light of the car.
He lifted his head, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his lips as his tongue darted out to lick the taste of her squirt off his lips.
"God, Nicole," Luke breathed, his voice a low, gravelly rasp of absolute worship as he looked down at her flustered, beautiful face. "You literally drowned my face with your pussy again. I am completely addicted to this mess. You are the baddest woman on the fucking planet."
Nicole let out a breathy, triumphant laugh, her fingers tangling in his messy dark hair as she pulled him down for a deep, wet kiss. "I told you, Luke. As long as you keep fucking me like that, I’ll never stop squirting for you."
The seventh afternoon marked the final day of Luke’s mandatory driving course, and the air inside the academy garage bay was so thick with heat and anticipation it felt flammable.
The Texas sun outside was a blazing, blinding eye, but inside the dark, concrete enclosure, the silver sedan sat like a hidden monument to their shared depravity.
Nicole stood by the workbench, her entire frame trembling with a fierce, reckless desperation.
Today was the day she had to sign his certificate, the day their official time together came to an end, and the thought of losing his heavy, dominant touch made her pussy ache with a deep, liquid agony.
She had abandoned even the illusion of an instructor’s uniform today.
She wore nothing but a loose-fitting, short red silk robe tied precariously around her waist.
She had completely discarded her underwear; her swollen, hyper sensitive clit was entirely bare, weeping a constant, heavy stream of slick, clear arousal that soaked into the inner silk hem of the robe with every step she took.
She was entirely horny, her internal walls pulsing and clamping down on empty air, begging for the thick, heavy invasion of his cock.
The heavy metal door of the garage slid open, and Luke stepped inside.
He didn't say a single word. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt and loose athletic shorts, his sharp jawline set with an intense, unyielding focus.
The moment his dark eyes locked onto the deep V of her robe, taking in the heavy, unbraided swing of her breasts beneath the silk, his chest expanded with a heavy, ragged breath.
He walked straight up to her, his large, calloused hands slamming onto the workbench on either side of her hips, pinning her against the wood.
"This is the last day, Nicole," Luke growled, his deep baritone vibrating with a raw, primal hunger that sent a violent jolt of electricity straight to her core.
He reached down, his large palm sliding straight between her thighs, his thick fingers immediately sinking into the boiling, dripping floodwaters of her pussy.
A loud, wet squish echoed through the quiet garage.
"I spent the whole drive over here thinking about how tight your pussy feels when it's clamping down on my shaft. I’m not signing a single piece of paperwork until I fuck you until you can't stand up."
"Fuck me right now, Luke," Nicole whimpered, her jaw hanging open, her head tossing back as his thick fingers pumped deep inside her tight tunnel, stretching her open.
Her body was generating a literal river of heat, the slick fluids coating his fingers and dripping down onto the concrete floor below.