My junior year of college, I don’t think there was ever more than two consecutive days where I wasn’t aggressively horny, so I had a lot of really hot anonymous tinder hook ups. One afternoon I matched with this guy and he said he would come pick me up in his truck and take me back to his place to fuck. I was feeling particularly submissive that day, so I asked him if he had any special requests for me. And he had a bunch of very specific ones.

First he requested that I be shaved bare below the neck, and soft when he touched me. The he asked me to wear a white top, a black skirt, sneakers, and no bra or panties. And finally, when I got into his car I would lay back on the passenger seat, pull up my top and my skirt so I was totally exposed, and touch myself the entire way to his house. I was so excited he was making all these demands, because I knew it meant he would totally control me later on. I spent the afternoon in the bath getting rid of all my body hair and moisturizing so I would be the perfect hairless slut. I put on my shortest tightest black skirt, converse, and borrowed a gauzy white top that was nearly see through from my roommate.

When he got to my apartment and I ran down to his car, the passenger seat was already fully reclined for me. He drove away from my building before pushing me down and pulling up my top to expose my rock hard nipples. I pulled my skirt up around my waist, and he reached down to check that I was hairless and wet. He told me I was a good girl when his fingers dipped into the wetness gushing from my perfectly smooth pussy. He directed me to play with myself as he drove, and he turned on the overhead light so he wouldn’t miss a thing.

I pinched my nipples and rubbed my clit, and told him how dirty I felt being so exposed where anyone could see me, especially since I was touching myself like a slut. My orgasm was building slowly until he reached over and pushed two fingers into me. I angled my hips so he had better access, and in several strokes I came hard all over his fingers as he drove over a highway bridge.

He instructed me to keep touching my clit as he removed his fingers, then undid his pants and pulled out his cock as he drove. I leaned over and began to lick his shaft as he drove, still stroking my wet pussy. I took the head in my mouth and sucked it like it was candy, but I couldn’t get a good angle to take it all. He told me to get on my knees with my pussy facing out the window so I could bend down to get my mouth down his shaft. I practically jumped into the position, gushing with wetness thinking about how anyone who looked over would see my tight wet pussy, knowing that I was being someone’s dirty little car slut.

I did my best to keep my sucking smooth and even so he wouldn’t lose control of the car or himself. As soon as he pulled into his driveway, his hands came to my head and he started fucking my face, taking out all the energy I had built up with my slow sucking. I thought he was going to cum in my mouth with his frantic pace, but suddenly he stopped and told me not to move. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and got out of the car, walked around and opened the passenger door, before slowly easing his cock into my soaked pussy. He fucked me hard and fast from behind with my knees on the passenger seat and head in the drivers, not even caring how uncomfortable it was because I was so turned on after the drive. I couldn’t hold back anymore and came hard, one of my knees shaking right off the seat, ripping his cock suddenly from my pussy.

He grabbed me and walked me to his front door, skirt and shirt still pulled up to expose me. As soon as we got inside he bent me at the waist, having me grab the bannister for support as he rutted furiously into my pussy. He told me I was such a slut for giving him road head, and for showing off my wet pussy to anyone who cared to look. That maybe he should drive me cross country so everyone can see what a slutty wet pussy I have for strangers. He came when I told him that he should.

Afterwards we smoked some weed, stripped down, and he pounded my pussy for hours in his bed. When it was time to take me home he grabbed my clothes and make me walk out to his car in only my little sneakers. On the ride back, he told me I couldn’t have my clothes back until I came, and if that meant he had to park directly outside my building and sit there while I desperately tried to get off again, so be it. I had already cum so many times but kept teasing my clit and hole trying to coax out one more.

Then a big rig pulled alongside us on the highway, and I stared up at the driver, subconsciously trying to beg him to look down. He casually looked over eventually, and did a double take when he saw me naked on the passenger seat with one foot up on the dashboard and my fingers holding my pussy wide open. I touched myself frantically as he watched me, until he pulled away and off an exit.

He laughed as I groaned in frustration, and said maybe he should have followed that guy and let me cum that way. His words were the push I needed, and I came again, hard.