A while ago I read a book with very naughty spicy scenes and one particular one doesn’t really leave my head.

The friend group goes clubbing and she wears no panties, she has some fun on the dance floor but the real fun starts as all of them share a bigger taxi. She’s in the backseat with him, on his lap as they are too many people for the car. Instantly she feels his bulge press against her naked pussy. They start making out, their wet kissing irritating their friends. Some mock them, some ignore them. And then he slides his hand around her waist to the front and pushes his fingers under her dress. With featherlight touches he plays with her pussy as she gasps and her eyes rip open. She hisses.

But she doesn’t stop him.

Gently he nudges her legs a bit apart so he can reach her better and he starts rubbing and teasing her clit, pushing in a finger and then two.

Fuck I want to do that… I want to sit on your lap with other people in the car and have your fingers in my pussy. It will be hard to keep quiet but what’s even harder is masking the wet and sticky noises of my pussy with chit chat. What if a friend glances in the rearview mirror? Sees you hand between my legs? I blush deeply red just thinking about it but I can also feel another gush of arousal coating my fingers as I play with myself.

What if you’d just open your jeans… belt unbuckling as we talk about the dinner or something so no one hears. And every time I talk and try to keep things lowkey, you whisper naughty things in my ear. About your throbbing cock. My needy pussy. The way you want to pound me and flip me over. The way you want me to swallow you again. God… make me squirm and blush and flush and heat up. I couldn’t keep my composure… especially when your dick would press against my wet pussy underneath my dress. So hot and wet… soft… brushing through my lips and coating my thighs and your jeans with our wetness. Fuck… would you slip it in? Would you slip it in right in the taxi with our friends? You wouldn’t dare… you know I would whimper… but fuck what if you would and I’d have to bite my tongue and stare outside the window to keep my calm. Slow thrusts as you move your hips up, your arms so tight around me so that I don’t move and cause further attention. Your low hums and grunts against my ear… I’d feel dizzy and lightheaded. God I couldn’t even look at you or I’d lose it. I’d cry out.

Would you be so cruel and make me cum…? In the car with so many others around…? Watch me shatter in torture…? Two fingers circling my clit as you slowly thrust inside. Your cock filling my young pussy. God… you should feel how weg I am right now. My fingers slip and glide over my pussy… there’s barely any friction…

Masking the slippery noises with chitchat and in between you murmur in my ear how good I am… how good I feel… and I can’t talk back because I can’t open my mouth. If I’d part my lips… you know I would moan and whimper. How can you keep calm..? Oh… you can’t… you’re grunting my ear… fuck me… I can feel you swell inside me, I can feel you throbbing in my pussy… just like last time… I‘m sweating in your shirt right now as I keep fucking myself with my fingers and I bury my head in your sweater. But you’ll never know.

The hardest part..? Getting you back in your pants… buckling the belt… hiding the wet spot on your jeans… but you don’t care anymore do you..? The same question we always ask each other… and it’s the same answer each time… You don’t care because all you want is me and you don’t care who knows and sees and hears, even if it’s your friends. You naughty boy… and I just came so hard… not giving a fuck if my window is open and the neighbors hear me…