Prologue: This's a compilation of road head and car sex encounters between myself and Marty. There's plenty of cum, so I guess it could be described as a cumpilation...hope you enjoy every last drop!
If you've never tried road head or car sex, you're missing out. First off, make sure the driver can multitask. Remember they've got your lives in their hands, and a blowjob can be a little distracting. If things do become a problem, have them pull over and you can finish, along the road. That said, it's easy to find the spot with enough seclusion or privacy to go at it. Car sex can happen almost anywhere...a remote corner of a parking lot...a park or forest preserve...rest areas...backroads...parking garages...or just pull into the garage.
If driving does work out, I would pick a road that's straight and smooth, because the road head recipient can devote more attention to the pleasure. Try to keep pace with the other cars and go the speed limit, because if you're slowing down, it's easier for people in passing cars to see things. Road head itself is not explicitly illegal in any state, but being seen doing road head or car sex could lead to public indecency or distracted driving charges. Of course, the risk of being seen or having a spectator might be your jam...go for it!
Getting pants down or taking it out while driving isn't the easiest thing in the world, so make it easier for the recipient. Hold off till they're wearing something you can slip down or easily access a raging hardon (i.e. sweatpants, shorts, underwear or nothing at all).
Swallow! Assuming you don't want jizz all over the seats or your shirt, its best to take the load down your throat. It's hot as fuck, but it makes it easiest on the driver during orgasm, probably the most distracting part of the road head. If your partner isn't comfortable swallowing, find somebody that does.
Lastly, road head may just be the start, because things often escalate. I think it's important to be creative and use your vehicle to the fullest. Don't limit yourself to just the front seat or back seat. Here are just a few more options I've experienced: You can put the seats down in a jeep or SUV, and there's a lot of room back there. Use the bed of the pickup or my personal favorite, the tailgate (it's often at the right height). There's hardly a better way to enjoy sex-under-the-stars than doing it on a tailgate! You can also bend your partner over the top of the car or have them grab the bumper. You can lean your partner through an open window, or through an open door, using the seat for support. Try something oral with your partner while they're seated with their legs hanging out the open door, and you're kneeling between their legs. Happy Road Head everyone!
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We were headed out for a beer, and Marty was driving, but he had to stop at the gym because he forgot to leave some membership paperwork. I guess I noticed an odor, but it wasn't really a bad odor. It was a little like a locker room, but more like Marty. That's when I realized Marty still had his gym bag in the backseat; It was open, and I could see a jock right on top.
Well, what do you think happened? I couldn't resist, pulling it out and running it through my fingers, stretching it out, admiring it...and fantasizing. The pouch was a little worn and stretched-out, in a manly-bulge-way. I daydreamed that he was filling it out and I was on my knees. Because of the dirty, little fantasy, I had to reposition the swelling I was experiencing.
I inhaled deeply, sucking in the masculine scent, imagining that I was running my lips over the pouch, stretched tight around his junk. I started rubbing the growing dick inside my shorts. Nearly full mast, I had to reposition it again, and considered pulling it out.
An erotic sensation washed over me, as I dreamed about his gorgeous abs and that full jockstrap, filled with eight thick inches, and big seed-heavy balls. I wondered what was taking him so long, because I was horny as fuck and ready to jump him.
The sound of the driver's door startled me, as he jumped into the car, laughing, "Guess you're enjoying that...I could put it on and model it for you, but I got the real thing right here."
Then he ran his hand over the bulge in my shorts, joking as he was groping the dick inside, "You've got a tent, dude...wouldn't mind camping inside those pants!"
It felt good, and I was about do the same for him, but he grinned, struggling to pull his dick out, "I think this's where I should make a move...might get some head from my boyfriend."
So beautiful and perfect, I stared for a second, before looking up into his sexy grin, and nodding, "Yeah, that's a nice move...and definitely...you can count on the road head."
"Lift your ass up, and I'll help you get your pants down," I grinned.
There was nothing else in my head...I just wanted suck my boyfriend's dick and empty his balls. Fortunately, Marty had the sense to move to an adjacent parking lot that was more private. The dentist's office was closed for the day, but I grinned, thinking it was the perfect place to open my mouth nice and wide, for Marty...Hung Stud Dentistry, specializing in teeth whitening and protein treatments.
A little over eight and thick, the head and shaft were manly proportioned. Marty's dick thickened some just past the head and down to the base, and you could feel that girthy flare when you stroked it in your fist...or your lips. What I've always loved is how the veins popped when he was full-on...and the bigger veins are a treat for the tongue.
When he's erect like that, the head swells and I run my tongue over that incredible ridge...I could do it all day. Sometimes, I wish could spend hours just sucking the head, slurping his arousal, and listening to the pleasured moans.
Once he moved the seat way back, away from the steering wheel, I was between his legs and on it. It stood erect, inches from my face, and I admired the rock-hard flesh, defined by those pulsing veins. I trailed my fingers over the surface, moving up the thick shaft towards the head, stout and dusty burgundy in color. The manly, hot flesh filled my hand, and I felt the rise and fall of those handsome veins.
My tongue quickly joined the party; it always felt so good to have my tongue on Marty's cock. I took it slow, licking over the head, and around the ridge, until I had to have more and started working the whole shaft, up and down.
"Ohhhh...shitttttt...yesssssssss!" Then he moaned, "Oh yeah...road head...fuckin' love this...just...just like that first time at the movie...or driving to Paige's...or...fuck, that time in my parent's drive...ohhhh...you fucked me over the car...oh god, yessssss!"
I kept working his cock, but he kept talking, "Oh...Rob...Rob...keep that up...yeah...yeah...this's our thing!" He laughed a little, "On the road, along the road, road sex is kind of our thing." Then he started singing, "On the road again...just can't wait to get on the road again...again...and again!"
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A Memory: God damn that's the truth...memories of past encounters flooded through my head, like a raging, pulsing torrent...and my brain was the fucking kayak. Despite my focus on my boyfriend's beautiful dick, I was sent back to times and places we did it in the car.
Early on, Marty was nervous about coming out to my roommate, so we didn't do much at the apartment, and relied on car sex...not all the time, but often. Now, Adam knows all about Marty, but here we are still doing it.
I remembered that first time, too...it was after a movie, and we were in the parking lot. I remember Marty rubbing my leg, and grinning, "Um...you need some help...uhhhh...down there?"
We got my pants down and it jumped out, standing upright and rock-hard. He gave me a killer blowjob...pushing and prodding his throat.
I was just starting to moan and roll my hips off the seat, when I noticed a guy walking past the car. "Marty, ahhhh...just stay down there...there's a guy walking by. I'm sure the guy didn't see us, but he might have heard me."
Marty pulled off and smiled, "It's not like I'm gettin' up anytime soon...I got a job to do! But it may be hot, having somebody watch...you know?"
"I'll flag the next one down," I laughed.
He laughed and took it back in his lips; he kissed up and down the length of the shaft and ran his tongue in circles around the head and over the tip. I savored the feel of his lips stretched tight and working up and down the hard flesh. "Fuck man! That's fuckin' good...fuck...work it...work that cock...mmmm, yeah...work it!"
A couple times, he took it from his mouth to work my balls; then he would put it all back in, this time fucking his face, even harder.
