They Can't Wait

She is returning from a trip home to see her parents and to visit her boyfriend. They are in a long distance relationship. It is not going well. She thought she loved him but he is so asexual it takes so much to turn him on and to get sexual pleasure from the relationship.

She is going to college now and living with roommates. Her other boyfriend is picking her up at the train station. He loves to fuck. They recently broke up over her first boyfriend. But their love life is back on after they recently began to see each other again. Just to "ease out of it." The passion is better now than ever before.

When they arrive he parks in front of her place. It is on a busy residential street, lots of neighbours coming and going with cars and people passing by. They are both horny and a fuck is on the agenda. They head into the house and up the stairs to her room which is at the back near the bathroom.

At the top of the stairs they see a toolbox and hear noises from the bathroom. Her landlord is doing some plumbing right beside her room. She throws her backpack into her room and they head downstairs. They begin to neck in the front room, but her roommates are talking in the kitchen. Looking at each other they head back out to the car.

It is late fall and there is a fresh chill in the air. The car is still warm from the drive over. She is not normally into spontaneous or risqué sex, but they climb into the backseat. It is a small car so there is not a lot of room. They kiss, wet deep kisses, tongues intertwined and playing. His hands caress her breasts. Her hard nipples are clearly defined through her top. His hands work their way down and he slips his hands underneath the top touching the warm soft skin underneath. He undoes her bra and holds her breast in his warm hands rubbing her nipples with his thumbs. She groans and holds him closer. She reaches for his crotch and massages him through his pants. They are oblivious to how exposed they are.

Urgently he moves to caress her thigh and slip his hand under her skirt massaging her inner thigh. Still kissing he pushes aside her panties and strokes her labia, he finds her clitoris and strokes it through her pubic hair then slips two fingers into her vagina. She sighs, bites his neck and groans. She feels her vaginal juices flowing.

"What about your diaphragm?" He whispers as he continues to finger her.

"It's okay. I just finished my period we should be safe for now"

They break off their embrace and look around. Their breath is condensing on the cold windows and they are fogged up somewhat, affording them some privacy, at least in their minds.

She pulls her panties off and puts them on the floor. He undoes his belt and zipper, pulls the front of his underwear down around his balls. His cock projects hard and erect from the opening in his pants. He sits in the middle and she climbs onto his lap spreading her knees wide straddling his hips with her legs. Her skirt falls down on each side.

She is still a little dry and he doesn't go in as easily as usual. He usually goes down on her and she would be well lubricated before entry. He pushes against her spreading her vaginal juices over the head of his cock slowly going deeper until the head works past her opening and slides inside her. She feels his cock fill her empty vagina and groans.

"I love you. I have been thinking about you all the time I have been away," she whispers into his ear and then continues urgently kissing him. She needs him deep inside and pushes down but his cock is restricted by the position. They both trust against each other and continue their deep kisses. They lose touch with everything else and concentrate on fucking each other. Their thrusts become more frantic. Suddenly she stops "Oh, fuck, yes," she shouts. Her legs grip his legs and she pushes down hard into his lap. She groans, hugs him harder. She feels her vagina contract around his cock as she cums.

"Fuck, yes, I love you to!" He exclaims as he also cums pumping his warm sperm into her engulfing his cock. He trusts a few more times until he is empty.

They almost never cum together, usually trading orgasms. They slowly stop trusting. She feels his seaman dribbling out of her and spreading over their laps. She pulls out of him, satiated by her orgasm. She straightens her skirt. He slips his cock in his pants. They will have to clean up later with a hot shower together once the work in the bathroom is finished.

They go back into the house oblivious to whether her neighbours had guessed the cause of the rocking car with fogged up windows.