1. Detours (Part 2 of 3)


    Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: L8LastNight, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    bright headlights and around to the side of the car. Their kissing never ceased as he deftly opened the door and eased her down onto the back seat. Inside the car, the sounds of their gasps and kisses became much more pronounced. They were lurid and lustful, and somehow swept up Bonnie in a way she had never expected. She and Collin had never gone any further than intense make-out sessions before, usually on a sofa during a party. Now in a matter of a few moments, inside of her very own car, she was suddenly overcome with a ravenous desire. Collin mashed his crotch against hers. It felt like a baton had been slipped into his pants. Each time it rubbed against her, a tingling surge erupted around her belly and pelvis. She rolled her hips, pressing herself into him. Collin sat up, her legs splayed around his sides, smiling. He had received her approval loud and clear, and he was more than ready to pounce on it. Bonnie watched breathless as he removed his hoodie and tossed it into the front seat. His lean, taut body caught the light of the high-beams handsomely. His eyes, normally gentle and sad but now lit like a torch, stayed on hers as he popped the button on his jeans. Bonnie was all flustered, trying to settle herself, desperate to put an expression upon her face that was sexy or alluring. She knew and she could feel that she looked nervous and apprehensive. There was yearning in her eyes and it served to stoke Collin’s fire. The young man fell upon her again, kissing her ...
    again. His tongue shot past her lips when she gasped, and it lashed around inside her mouth like a live wire. His fingers reached down, groping at the bottom of her top, then pushing it up over her belly and chest. Quickly his tongue left her mouth and blazed a slick trail down her chin and neck. Her top was summarily dismissed before he buried his face between her two soft, white breasts. Bonnie shifted on her back, trying to find a comfortable position. Yeah, like that was going to happen in the backseat of a car. She pushed her fingers through her hair, the silky strands damp from the rising humidity inside. She felt Collin’s steady hands reach behind her and effortlessly snap open the clasp of her bra. How could he be so good at that? she wondered for a moment, before her bra was tugged off and his hungry red lips settled over her straining nipple. His lips and tongue steadily active along her two pert breasts, Collin’s busy hands moved away from her smooth waist. They worked to undo her jeans and pry them off her hips and down her legs. Bonnie had little time to think of how awkward it was to get undressed in a car. In the space of a few moments, she was raising her butt up, bracing her hand against the front seat, twisting to the side, then looking up at her legs and feet brushing against the ceiling. Sneakers thumped to the floor, socks were bundled aside, and her jeans were pulled off like a banana peel. Then suddenly she was naked, her bare body exposed to the wanton ...