A few years back, my friend Lauren and her husband went out of town and asked me to house-sit for a few weeks. It was a beautiful home with a fireplace, granite countertops, crown molding, hot tub…the works. It would have been the ideal setting for a romantic evening, if only I had a boyfriend at the time. In fact, I hadn’t had a boyfriend for quite a while.

At first I really enjoyed having this beautiful house all to myself, but I quickly became bored and lonely. As I walked through the house I recalled several conversations with Lauren about her and her husband christening each room. She had given me graphic details about him taking her on the counter, by the fireplace, against the front door, and even in the garage. Just thinking of this was making me very horny. I had to do something to distract myself, so I went out to my car in the driveway to get a book I was reading. As I sat in the driver’s seat, an idea hit me. I spent a few moments thinking, and then decided what the hell. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, right?

So I pulled my car into the garage and closed the garage door. I eased back in my seat, started rubbing my nipples, and slipped my clothes off. I love the feeling of leather seats on my skin...hmmm. Anyway, I was thinking that I should get myself off once first, so that I would be really wet and relaxed before I tried what I was about to attempt. The whole thrill of being in my car, being naked, and doing something naughty got me really worked up. I didn't want to make a mess in my car, so I had to run inside to grab a couple things. I didn't have a condom, so plastic wrap and Vaseline it was. Once I had my supplies, there was no turning back.

That’s right, I was gonna fuck my stick-shift!! So I climbed into the “pole position” and started rubbing myself on the gear-shift. My back was toward the windshield and my knees were on my front seats as my fingernails dug into the headrests. I had to take this at just the right angle. This was not as easy as I thought it would be. DAMN! This thing just might be too big. But I was determined, dammit! I'm GOING to take it (trying to give myself a pep talk here)!

I continued rubbing my clit and actually broke a sweat trying to get this thing in
my little pussy. Finally, I was working it in and out, but very slowly though. I had to be careful to keep from impaling myself! It was just so fucking big! I was definitely filled up with my lips wrapped around this hard thing. As I became wetter and found my rhythm, I began to pick up the pace. Before I knew it, I was shifting it into “high gear.” Within minutes I had “flooded my engine.” I fell onto my front seat, completely exhausted. The “battery” was now dead. But I did it! I fucked my car! I reached into the glove box for some napkins (to clean up my “oil slick”), and ironically found the vibrator I thought I had left at home. Oh well, it was still a fun ride.

 

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