Oneshots

I drive up to the empty parking lot we both agreed to meet at, parking closest to the exit. The sun just barely setting in leaving an orange cast over the trees that seclude the area. I notice the only other car to my right a couple of spots over. The bundle of nerves in my stomach tightens into a stronger knot. Am I sure I'm ready to do this? I've only ever been with my ex, Maybe I still need more time? I shake my head, pushing all doubt to the side and texting him,

"I'm here, is that your car?"

Before I'm able to spiral into my thoughts again my phone pings, "yeah, you can join me if you want?"

I bite my lip looking into my rearview mirror, the messy reflection of my attempt to be attractive looks back. Okay, I'm ready, I just have to rip the bandaid off, and who better to help me rip it than an old high school friend? Not a complete stranger like someone off the internet, but someone I don't know enough to scar me if this goes completely sideways. Taking an extremely deep breath in, I turn off my car and open the door making my way to the black SUV. The locks shift open when I reach the passanger door of his car taking that as an invitation to let myself in.

"Hi Brandon," I say nervously laughing a bit, getting into the seat of his car. My not-so-new nervous habit of making light of a situation by laughing after everything I say already activated only seconds of getting in the car, of course.

He smiles back at me, "Hey Cami, you look beautiful."

"Thank you." Was all I could manage to say before looking at the floor of my seat. Maybe I should've worn different shoes, these old moccasins aren't the most stylish.

"So...do you want to move to the back seat? I set up some pillows and blankets, it should be more comfortable. If you're okay with that?"

I give him a smile and nod softly. He turns the car off and we both step out only to get into the seats behind us. There's a blanket covering the entire backseat and a small group of pillows in the middle. Music plays softly from the car as he locks the doors again after we're both inside. He sits up, places the keys in the middle console, and sits back down closer to me this time. He faces me,

"So, how do you want to sta.." was all he managed to say before I took a strong leap of courage and kissed him. His mouth still processing the sudden move but he quickly reacts, kissing me back. His tongue already asking for an entrance which I quickly granted, opening my mouth and letting his tongue dance with mine. He places his hands on the sides of each of my thighs and in one quick motion I was pulled on top of his lap. Our breaths both got heavy and he pulls away from my lips only to travel down to my neck. I bite my lip, not willing to give in so quickly to already letting him hear the moans of my enjoyment. Finding a spot that made me arch closer to him, he starts his mission sucking and biting, attempting to leave a deep mark on me. His hands traveled up to the buttons of my shirt closest to my neck,

"Is this okay?" He says eagerly and out of breath before continuing his attack on my neck. I manage to whimper out a yes and with that he starts opening my top, exposing my bright red lace bra until the shirt was completely off. Heat rushes to my face and I look away before his gaze met me. He pulls away from my neck, there's definitely a mark I'm going to need to cover later.

"As good as this bra looks on you, I rather see the beauties underneath, can I?" He fiddles with the single clip holding the bra against my chest.

I nod again softly and the clip comes undone with one swift motion. His deep green eyes fall to my chest, my perky breast and erect nipples completely bare. The bulge under my thighs presses stronger into me only making my cheeks burn more with heat. Still looking to the side of me, my breath hitches from the sudden feel of his mouth playing with my nipple, one hand holding the small of my back, his free hand reaching up to my other nipple pitching it and rolling it in his fingers. My back arches towards him as he bites on my sensitive nub, only pushing my breast farther into his mouth and the first moan falls off my lips. He smiles against my skin and his hand holding my back lowers to my ass, his other hand that was messing with my hard nipple comes up to the back of my head to protect it. He flips us, this time my back is against the seats and he's on top of me, my legs wrapped around his waist. I look up at him, his brown hair ruffling in front of his face. He smiles down at me before grabbing the top of his shirt and pulling it off. He leans down continuing his attack on my breasts and my back arches up into his touch. I bite my hand to keep myself from making any more noises but I knew my silence wouldn't last much longer when he placed his hands on the button of my pants,

" Is it okay if I..?" He waited for confirmation.

I reached down and unbutton them for him, slightly revealing my matching red panties. He pulls my pants down and off of me before settling back in the middle of my legs making them open and revealing the wet spot on my panties. I place my hands over my panties and my face matches the color of the set I was wearing.

"I..um..i..sorry..I"

He grabs my hands forcing them away from being able to cover myself and holds them together above my head, leaning into me he whispers softly,

"I like the effect I have on you, but there's no reason to get embarrassed now. You're going to be plenty wet by the end of this." He chuckles softly noticing my breath becoming heavier as he speaks.

"Keep your hands here, okay?" He taps on my hands above my head and I nod in agreement. When he finishes talking his hands travel to my panties and my eyes follow them. His fingers glide just under the top of my panties and pulls them down, exposing me completely. He pulls them to my ankle and off onto the pile of all my clothing. My hands go back to cover myself out of instinct but he quickly faces back at me and grabs them on the way there before I could reach. Bringing them back up above my head,

"Remember what I said," he says ever so gently.

I've never felt this before, how could he be so soft-spoken yet so forceful? My ex never made me feel this way before. He could never make me orgasm, let alone soaking wet before he even touches me. This is new, exciting, and dangerously arousing.

I keep my hands over my head this time, even though every part of my body wanted to cover myself up as much as I could. His eyes trace down my body until he reaches the newly exposed area. He lowers himself down to my abdomen and starts kissing my stomach down to my waistline, spreading my legs farther apart so he can position his shoulders in the middle. Quickly catching on to where he was headed, I bit my lip and protested,

"You really don't have to do that if you don't want to, I totally understand. We can just have sex witho- Ah!"

My back arches up hard and the first loud moan forces itself out of my mouth when his mouth latches on to my most sensitive bundle of nerves. I try to pull away from the sudden overwhelming sensation but his arms wrapped around my legs pull me down into his mouth and spread them farther apart making my folds open up to him. Giving him more access now, he wastes no time rapidly licking my clit faster and faster until I was gasping and squirming under him. My hands made their way to his hair and tugged as the pleasure became unbearable. I was close, I was actually close, and he hasn't even fucked me yet. I've gotten close before but I never came, I didn't know what to expect, but he wasn't going to make me cum already was he? Before I could finish my thought, my eyes opened wide. His mouth still attacking my now aching and sensitive clit, he places two fingers up to my dripping wet hole. I don't think I could take anymore, I've never felt so overstimulated.

I whimper loudly, "nghh wai-" he pushes them in forcefully, pulling them out and quickly pushing them back in. He continues this pattern growing faster and faster while still fixating on my clit. My loud moans now come out like a sweet symphony and my stomach balls up in an unfamiliar way. My grip on his hair tightens and I attempt to squeeze my legs together and squirm away but it's almost impossible with him in between. He suddenly sucks strongly on my clit and slams his fingers into me, starting my undoing. My legs pressed tightly against him and my head falls back, I cover my mouth attempting to silence the loud moan coming out as I squirt aggressively on his face. He slows his pace gradually until I finish the mess I'm making and softly takes his fingers out. Laying there trying to catch my breath my chest aggressively rising up and down, I cover my face with both my hands. Struggling to get my words out,

"Iiim so sorry, I didn't know I was that close. Iii.. I would've moved or I would've told you..I.."

He sushes me, "it's okay, that was one of the hottest things I've ever seen."

He chuckles softly, grabbing his shirt to wipe his face off. He shifts uncomfortably sitting back against the seat, his erection struggling to stay inside his pants.

"I know I just uh..finished, but I would still like to have sex if you want?" I look down at his aggressive bulge. "I don't want to leave you like that."

He smiles, "I don't want to force you to do anything you don't want to."

I bite my lip before making another bold move. I sit up next to him and start unbuckling his pants. He looks at me, raising an eyebrow.

"I'm serious, if you don't want to it's okay Cami."

I shush him this time, finishing unbuttoning them. "Pull them off." I look at him. He grins and lifts himself up enough to pull them down to his ankles and kicks them off completely, sitting back down on his seat. The outline of his erection was strongly pushed up against his stomach when his pants came off. He blushes ever so slightly,

"Uh.. sorry, you were really turning me on."

I smile and reach for the waistline of his boxers, pulling them down enough, his fully erect shaft springs out. My eyes widen. He's big, big big. My ex was less than average, which is probably one of the many reasons he couldn't get me to cum. He raises an eyebrow again at my reaction and covers himself with his hands, a little more embarrassed this time.

"Not what you expected?" He says softly.

"No, not that. Just um...bigger...than what I'm used to.."

He chuckles, "We'll go slow, I promise."

Moving his hands away, I pull myself over his lap leaving space for his dick. He shifts back against the seat again, his dark green eyes looking at me. I maintain eye contact and slowly wrap my hand around his shaft, starting to move it gently up and down. His eyebrows furrow together and he tilts his head back a little. Watching his reactions to my touches carefully, I glide my finger over the sensitive tip and his breath hitches, placing his hands on the sides of himself. I continue my movement, going faster up and down and rubbing his slit every couple of seconds. His breath is heavy, small groans escape his mouth but nothing too loud. He's gripping the blanket underneath us as small amounts of precum leak out and his dick starts throbbing in my hand. He has his eyes closed and his head leaned back, I take this as my opportunity to get up just enough and line myself up with him. Still wet from previous actions, I slowly lower myself onto him and the tip glides into me. He groans and his eyes quickly meet mine again. I bite my lip, look back at him, and continue lowering myself until he was almost completely inside. I shut my eyes hard and my mouth falls open as I reach the base trying to get used to the new fullness I'm feeling.

"A..are you..fuck...are you okay?" He says, trying not to move or hurt me.

I nod and whimper feeling overwhelmed by the amount inside me. I'm not going to be able to move without completely falling apart around him again. I really don't want to cum so soon.

" Maybe you should be on top if that's okay.."

He smiles and nods. I slowly lift myself up off of him and sit back down next to him, he looks at me smirking.

"Is it okay if I be a little more forceful and try something?"

My mind starts wondering what he could be talking about, but I agree anyway. He grabs my legs pulling them to him making me lay back against the seat. He positions himself in between my legs forcing them to spread again and my face turns pink.

"You blush a lot, you know?" He smiles, grabbing my shirt off the floor of the car.

"I know, I get embarrassed easily....What are you doing with my shirt? Putting it on?" I laugh lightly but quickly regret it.

He grabs my arms forcing them over my head again and uses my shirt to tie them together to the handle on top of the car door, keeping them up above my head. I blush deeper.

He smirks, "Since you don't know how to keep your hands up on your own, this is going to help. At least until I can get you in my bedroom where there are actual restraints." He says softly, "There's also these," he holds up my panties. "In case you want to keep making jokes, they'll go right into your pretty little mouth." I whimper and feel myself dripping as he speaks. I've never been tied up, or gagged for that matter, my sex life up until now has been pretty vanilla but the idea of it is surprisingly appealing. He notices my dripping core and grins,

"I'm glad you like the idea." I stay silent and look away, not wanting to embarrass myself further. He grabs my chin, forcing me to look at him,

"I want to see your face when I push in,"

I whimper, looking up at him and squirming at the aching feeling my core is having. He lines himself up with me and slowly pushes in. My face scrunches up and my eyes close trying to take in the feeling, he smiles keeping his eyes directly on my face. I spread my legs a little more to adjust and he pulls out slowly and back in again. After a while the pace is torture and the slowness he promised is no longer what I'm needing.

"F..faster.. please."

"As you wish," he whispers softly,

Within seconds of asking, he sped up and I couldn't help but let out loud moans of pleasure. He grabs my legs and pulls them over his shoulder. I whimper and open my mouth to protest it but he slams back into me. I threw my head back and screamed, my legs positioned like this let him hit places I never knew I had. My hands ball up into fists and he pushes in and out getting faster and faster with each trust. I'm a moaning mess by the time I feel the familiar tightening of my stomach. I look up at him, he's groaning trying to keep himself composed and not release too quickly. He grips my legs and slams into me again, my eyes roll back. I squeeze my legs around him and he gets the hint that I'm close. He leans into my ear,

"Cum for me." Just like that, I tighten around him and release again, squirting around his dick. He groans deeply one last time, pulls out, and finishes on the blanket. He reaches up, unties my hands, and rests back against the car seat trying to catch his breath. I breathe heavily, closing my legs together. My core feels extremely raw and sensitive.

"That was.." I started.

"Really good," he says out of breath.

Once I had time to relax, we both put our clothes on and got cleaned up. I grab my hair tie for my hair that managed to undo during that, putting it back up.

"So.. are we going to see each other again..?" He trails off,

"I would like that, maybe next week? Your place this time, with all your... restraints." I say, smirking at him.

He chuckles," If you think you're ready for that, okay. Maybe I'll take out my box of toys too hm?"

My smirk drops and I look at him confused, "..toys?" He laughs, "Sh we won't ruin the surprise so early, I'll see you next week." I furrow my brows and let my thoughts run with the idea. We say our goodbyes and I get back to my car. I think that went pretty well for only the second man I've had sex with. I can't wait to see what next week will bring.