There are elements of many categories in this story, including, but not limited to exhibitionism and voyeurism, anal, and erotic couplings. However, IMHO, it fits best in group sex.
If you are under 18 or are not looking for hardcore sex, back out of this website at once.
This chapter include a guy having his ass penetrated by a dildo; if you find that objectionable, move on.
My thanks go out to user shittylifelessons for his invaluable suggestions and insights; any mistakes are mine.
New characters to this chapter, for information on the others, please read the previous chapters:
Brandon, 5' 10", 180 pounds, early 30s, a little shorter than Adam but very thick, thicker than Adam even. A coworker of Adam's from his TV station. He went to a different Phoenix-area college where he majored in baseball.
Kevin, 6' 1", 220, mid 30s, a little longer than Adam but nowhere near as thick. Also a coworker of Adam's from his TV station and a friend of his from college where, like Adam, he majored in communications. At the TV station, he's a higher ranking gopher than Adam.
They were at a drive-in theater just west of Phoenix. The sun had set and the feature, a comic book-inspired love story, had started, but they kept the radio low so they could talk.
The only light in the cabin of the car emanated from the movie screen.
With a worried look on her face, Erin looked over at her fiance, Adam, across the front seat of his CUV and spoke. "You know, planning this wedding has turned out to be a royal pain in the ass. So many folks want to attend. It might be easier if we just eloped."
"So let's just split the difference," Adam suggested, "Let's plan something out of town. That'll help keep it small - many of the folks who want to come here won't be want to go somewhere else. Especially if it's rural enough."
Erin brightened up. "That's a great idea, and I know just the place!"
With one problem addressed, at least temporarily, she went about addressing another problem, at least temporarily.
She reached over, unzipped his shorts, and fished his cock out. When she started stroking up and down it, she had his full attention. Not that she didn't before that.
They had planned on doing this in one of their houses, but both of them had housemates that were unexpectedly at home, so some improvisation was called for.
Of course, they weren't fussy about that - each really needed the other.
When she lowered her mouth over him, he was in heaven. She enjoyed pleasuring him with her mouth. Her lips. And her tongue.
She also enjoyed the feeling of power she felt when he hardened in her mouth. As he was doing now. Erin fell into a pattern of using a hand to stroke his cock while all but swallowing his cock on the downstrokes. Her tongue swirling over the head on the upstrokes added to his excitement. She felt his hand fall to the back of her dress.
Normally, she didn't like someone holding her down, but he wasn't actually holding her, and he had to do something with his hand. And options were kind of limited in the front seat of his CUV. She felt his hand clench into a fist before he groaned and filled her mouth with the cum that she craved.
She withdrew him from her mouth, taking time to kiss the very sensitive head of his cock, before tucking it back into his shorts. Doing that, she noticed something that had escaped her notice in the previous excitement.
"What?" she feigned coyness, "No underwear? Whatever were you thinking was going to happen here?"
Laughing, Adam told her, "I believe in being prepared. Now go to the back of the car."
Excited because it was her turn now, Erin did so. Adam joined her there, stopping to kiss her before open the back gate. They had already lowered the back seats, giving them enough room for the activities that would soon be taking place.
He was courteous, letting her go first, but not too courteous - as she crawled in, he took the opportunity to feel her upturned, and pantiless, ass. He let his hand linger on her butt but looked at her quizzically.
"You're not the only one who believes in being prepared. I'm not wearing anything under my dress," noted Erin with a grin.
Erin turned around and sat with her back against the front seats. While Adam ambled in the back and closed the gate, Erin lifted the hem of her skirt above her waist.
In the darkness, Adam felt her bare legs. "Where should these go? Oh wait...I've got the perfect place for these," and put her knees over his shoulders, her heels landing on his back.
Her thighs now covered his ears so he lowered his head even further and kissed her bush before moving his tongue into her hole, tasting his favorite flavor in the world. However, she wasn't having any of that - her desires and needs trumped any wishes for subtlety and nuance tonight. She clasped her fingers in his hair and moved his tongue to her clit.
He didn't object to being held down there - especially when her thighs were clamped over his ears. Still, he didn't let his ego keep him from his appointed rounds. He moved one of her legs higher so he could use his hand to caress her asshole.
Between his tongue on her clit, a finger on her ass, and her need for this, she came almost as quickly as he did, but she quaked all over when she climaxed. When she was done shaking, she kissed him all over, tasting her remnants on him. Adam made a move to get up, but she clamped her legs around him, holding him down.
"Where do you think you're going, buster? You're not done here, and neither am I," she said commandingly. Running her hand over his hard, but shorts-covered, cock, she said, "Lose the shorts and get back down here."
Not being a dumb man, and still horny, he quickly shed his shorts, shaking them off of his feet. He rolled over, putting her on top. She had to watch her head so it didn't hit the ceiling of the car, so when she sank her pussy on Adam, she pressed her chest to his. Her braless chest may have been covered in a blouse, but he wasn't complaining about this development.
When she pressed her lips to his, he moved one of his hands down her body to cup one of her ass cheeks. The cabin of the car was filled with slurping noises from her pussy being filled over and over by his cock. When his hand moved from cupping her ass to stroking her asshole, he moved his lips from hers to her neck and started kissing her there.
The combined sensations of Adam's lips on her neck, his cock in her pussy, and his finger on her asshole were too much. Muffling her yell with the top of Adam's head, she came, her pussy drenching his cock in her juices.
As his hand moved up to small of her back, she cradled his, telling him breathlessly, "Thanks, I needed that."
"And you need this."
She moved her pussy off of his hard but wet cock and pushed him until he was sitting up against the back of the seats. Then, she used the momentum to push herself down his body until her face was even with his cock. She used her hand to spread some of the moisture at the base over the head, lingering at the head when he groaned. Still, she had something else in mind.
Lowering her mouth, she enveloped his juice-covered cock, savoring their combined flavors. She put his legs over her shoulders, enjoying the sensation of his thighs clamping on her ears.
Already excited to the edge of his orgasm when she locked her lips around the base, he bellowed, clenched his hands and pounded them into the carpet in the back of his car, and filled her throat and stomach with his cum.
She withdrew his cock from her mouth and rested her head on his thigh, her hand holding his still-twitching cock. He moved a hand to the side of her head and caressed her hair. They both sighed contentedly.
The idyllic interlude, like all such interludes, had to end, as this one did to the sounds of racing engines emanating from the radio. While they were occupied with each other, the movie feature had changed to an action-comedy.
He put on his shorts while she lowered her dress. After that, they watched the movie for a little while, and then, after determining it was really bad, left the drive-in.
Adam dropped Erin off at the house she shared with Anna, but not before they shared a lingering kiss in the front seat of his car...lingering until Anna flashed the porch light three times.
