Ginger’s Diary: Vehicular Coitus
I met Mr. Big Shot at my first job out of law school. He was a managing partner, I was a first year associate. The first day we noticed each other was during a large office wide board meeting. As a tall white guy, with dark, chiseled, Don Draper -like features, impeccably dressed in a designer suit, Mr Big Shot was hard to miss. When our eyes met for the first time, I bit my lower lip and instantly felt my panties getting wet. After that day we’d always eye fuck each other whenever we’d pass each other in the hall.
A few years later, after I’d left Mr. Big Shot’s firm, I ran into him at a professional event. Our eyes met and the same electronic current went straight through my body. After we exchanged numbers I discovered that Mr. Big Shot was not only good at closing business deals, he also shared my love for dirty talk. My phone would buzz and I would have a message from Mr. Big Shot that would say:
“I want you to feel you come in my mouth” or,
“I want to bend you over my desk and fuck you from behind…right now”
Every time I’d hear from him I’d be going out of my mind with horniness. When we finally made plans to meet at a cocktail party, I knew this was my chance.
After a few drinks together, I leaned in close and whispered.
“Can we go somewhere? There’s something I need to show you”
“Sure, let’s just go grab my car first”
We ended up in the underground parking lot in front of his BMW. Resting my hands against the hood of the car, I leaned over and pulled up my skirt to reveal my ass & a black rhinestone studded g-string. Mr. Big Shot moaned audibly before getting down on his hands and knees to kiss and caress my ass cheeks. He pushed my G-string aside and started eating me out from behind, slipping his fingers inside to stroke my g-spot at the same time. I was almost ready to come, when I said “Wait!”
I stood up, slipped out of my cocktail dress and instructed Mr. Big Shot to remove his pants. When he took off his shirt and pants, I could see he was completely hard. He sat down on the edge of the bumper and I slipped his cock inside me as I straddled him. Balancing on the bumper was difficult so, we moved up onto the hood of the car so I could continue riding him while I pinned down his arms against the windshield. We were both close to coming when Mr. Big Shot gasps, “Wait!”
He pulled us up on to the roof of the car, got on top and plunged himself even deeper inside me. There we were, both completely naked, fucking on the roof of his car in an empty parking lot. People could have seen us had to they come for their cars, but we didn’t care. It was too late to turn back. The pain of the hard metal of the car digging into my back was soon overcome as I started to come harder than I had in a really long time. The orgasm was so intense that it felt like I almost blacked out for a moment. When I came to my senses, Mr. Big Shot’s looked me in the eyes and said:
“Ginger, the first time I saw you, I recognized you. I used to watch you when you were a cam girl”
“Did you like my show?”
“What do you think?” he replied, as he came inside me.
When we finally regained enough strength to slide off the roof of the car, we gathered our clothes and assessed the damage. There was a huge dent in the roof of the beamer. I looked at him and said:
“I think we broke your car”
“Don’t worry babe. It was worth it”
And thus began my adventures with Mr. Big Shot.
