ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ₊ ֹ ˖ realizing it barely hurts during car sex +18 ୨౿
the rain tapped steadily against the cold windows of steve’s car. you were straddling his lap in the backseat and your skirt was already shoved up around your hips.
steve’s hands were gripped in your waist as you ground down against the hard bulge in his jeans.
you rolled your hips slowly at first, then harder, rubbing your soaked lace panties over the thick length of his cock. the almost dry friction made both of you groan.
“fuuuck, baby,” he said against your mouth. “you’re soaking through already. keep grinding me like that, pretty.”
one of his hands slid up and wrapped around your neck. then he just gave enough pressure just to make your head spin while you dryhumped him.
you kept moving, rolling your hips slowly now in circles. you kept getting wet and his cock dragged against your clit through the thin fabric. after some minutes of gridding, steve couldn’t take it anymore.
he shoved his jeans down. his cock finally springing free. he was big, with precum leaking from the tip.
he quickly rolled up a condom after he pulled it out from his pocket, pulled your panties to a side and pushed onto you slowly.
“fuck, steve. you’re so… you’re so big,” you said.
the stretch burned. some small tears appeared from your eyes almost immediately, but you tried to control them.
“you feel so tight f’me, baby. all tight and wet,” steve groaned into your lips, as he tried to move slowly.
you gripped your hands on his shoulders, your new nails digging on him as he bite his lip.
“steve, i can’t…. i can’t take it all.” steve kissed your teary cheeks, then he looked at you.
“move. move.” you begged. he started moving deep and steady now.
every time he bottomed out, the thick outline of his cock was clearly visible in your lower belly. he pressed a hand there, feeling himself push in and out from your insides.
“look at that, fuck,” he groaned. “my baby ‘s good for me.”
his other hand moved to your pussy, rubbing your clit with his now wet fingers. the pain was kinda sharp. and steve noticed right away and slowed, then stopped completely.
“hey… you crying,” his voice was rough with full of concern. “we’re stopping. i don’t want to hurt you.”
you grabbed his wrists, keeping him buried inside you.
“don’t stop,” you begged. “please just… go slower,” you looked at him, looking at the scare in his eyes of hurting you. you didn’t move yet, and he was still buried inside you. steve shook his head.
“no. you’re in pain. i’m not continuing if it’s hurting you, baby.”
“steve, please…” you whispered needy, rocking your hips carefully, “it’s barely hurting. it’s just… you s’big” he looked at you for a long moment, with a mix of guilt and desire fighting in his eyes.
“i dont wanna make you cry,” he said, kissing your lips softly.
“you’re not,” you insisted, teary eyes showing up. “it just hurts cause you s’big. please, keep going, i need you s'much."
“baby,” you tried to move to take him again, but steve stopped you taking you from the hips.
“please,” you said softer now. “just slow down,” finally, with a shaky exhale, he looked at you and nodded.
“and take the condom off. i wanna feel you,”
steve pulled out carefully, now scared to hurt you more, and ripped the condom off. he pushed back into you bare. this time much slower. scared to hurt you. the raw stretch made you whimper, and he kept his movements carefully and deep.
“fuck,” he groaned, his forehead pressing yours while he started moving faster once you felt less tight. “this feels amazing. s’good f’me,”
“yeah. just like that,” you whispered, moving also your hips to make his cock deeper is de you, “don’t stop.” steve held you tighter and continued, thrusting up into you in long controlled strokes.
one of his hands pressed again around your throat. the other one rested in your stomach while he fucked you.
“you feel s’good baby. fuck, s’tight for me. gonna breed this little pussy.”
“you like it when it hurts, right? taking it like a good girl.” your walls stretched around his length, your pussy clenching now at him like it was made for him.
it didn’t hurt anymore, it was more like you felt good. he then sped up, trying to reach both of you to the orgasm. your back was arching on the seat, your hands trying to grab the headrest and dig your nails there.
he made a thrust in, but his dick slipped out because of the wetness of your pussy. your legs started trembling now.
“fuuuck.” he muttered. “can’t even stay inside you.”
he tried again, pressing the head against your wet folds and entrance, but your slick made him slide right past and up against your clit instead.
‘’jesus christ,’’ he growled with his forehead dropping on your shoulder while you two fucked.
he reached down, gripping the base of his cock again to steady himself, and finally managed to push inside again.
‘’slow down, steve. please, slow down.’’ you begged, trying to hold yourself.
‘’am i hurting you? if i am, i’m stopping.’’ he stopped at the second, scared of what was going on.
“no. continue. i’m close,” he kept the hand on the base of his cock, the other one gripped your ass.
‘’s’fucking messy,’’ he muttered. ‘’my pretty girl… soaking all the car seat,’’ he slowed down, fucking you until you felt your walls tighting against him again.
then, you reached the orgasm, the car bouncing over the street. he came at the same time, fucking you through it slowly enough scared to hurt you. he kissed your forehead and pulled out.
‘’you did such a good job, baby.’’ steve said. ‘’if it hurts again, i’m gonna stop. i got so scared,’’
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