A little while ago my girlfriend broke up with me, and while looking back there were a number of red flags proving I dodged a bullet, at the time the I was having a rough go of it. I was normally fine during the day, when I could distract myself with work, friends, etc, but it was the nights that were the trouble. More often that not, I'd lie awake thinking about what I'd done wrong, how I could get her back, etc, etc -- I'm sure you know the drill. On the really bad nights I'd go for a drive, losing myself in the mechanics as a sort of meditation. While in general these drives and the soul searching did me a world of wonders, there was one night in particular that helped turn me around -- the night I met Felicity.

It was late on a Thursday night -- ladies night -- as I was driving past the local pub when I first saw her. It was the barest of glances as she walked under a street light, wearing a short denim shirt and a white dressy top. I had enough time to notice her and think 'Nice arse' before she was in my rear vision mirror, and while I got a little hard thinking about her arse, I was soon distracted by another thought, forgetting about her entirely.

It had been threatening to rain all day and about 20 mins later when I was looping by the pub again it was bucketing down. As I pulled up at a red light I could see the same woman from earlier huddled in the bus stop on the far side of the lights, trying to stay out of the rain and cold. I don't like to admit this, but I have a white knight streak a mile wide so I couldn't sit by seeing how miserable she looked and knowing there wasn't a bus coming to save her. So I pulled over once the light was green.

"Hi, are you OK? Do you need a lift?"

"No thanks, there's a bus in 10 mins -- I'll be fine."

"The buses having finished up for a Thursday night. Tomorrow night sure, but for tonight they've stopped. Look I know this is a little weird, but I promise no funny business, just a good dead for the day."

"I've read the schedule, there's a bus coming. Thanks but No."

I may be a white knight, but I'm not an idiot so I knew not to push it.

"Ok, have a good night then." and I drove off.

It was much later, the rain had stopped and I was eating an ice cream looking over the waterfront when Felicity came walking by. She looked mostly dry (her shirt wasn't see-through for starters) but definitely cold, and not enjoying her walk home. She was walking barefoot, strappy heals held the same hand as her tiny only-fits-a-phone-and-ID purse. The denim skirt went far enough down her thighs that she wouldn't be in danger of flashing as she bent over, but still allowing a good amount of her shapely legs to be displayed. Her white top was designed like a tunic, with short sleeves and enough of a V-neck to hint at ample cleavage without putting it all on display. Her long dark hair contrasted nicely with her top, and while a bit bedraggled now, looking like it had been nicely curled earlier in the evening. Topping it off with the leftover hint cherry red lipstick, it was an outfit designed to draw attention while staying classy.

With a face and body like hers though she could have pulled off a hessian sack.

'Wow, she has some great tits' was the thought that went through my head, but my mouth wisely intervened by saying "Evening" instead.

She looked at me for a second, then my car parked behind me.

"You're the guy from earlier aren't you? The one who offered me a lift."

"Yep, did that bus end up coming?" I tried not to be too smug and failed really badly.

My subtle jibe obviously upset her "No. Does that make you happy?"

"Not really. Don't get me wrong, I like being right, but I don't like people suffering either. I get it though, someone as good looking as you probably gets hit on by 10 thousand creeps a day. How were you to know that I'm not one of them? Not that being right about the bus makes me less likely to be a creep, but yeah that's just not who I am. But I get it, you have to be careful"

Somewhere between the compliment and the empathising, she calmed down a little. Then with a relieved smile she said "Thanks"

That's when we heard a weird rustling noise and turned to look down the road. It didn't take us long to realise the weird noise was the line of heavy rain slowly making it's way towards us.

"I don't expect the previous offer to be open" she said "but can I still please get a ride home? I'll give you some cash for petrol."

"Hop in, and the offer is still open -- no strings -- so don't worry about the cash"

She smiled and my heart skipped a beat.

We managed to get in the car just before the rain hit, and with the heater going full bore to warm her up, we drove off. The small talk was what you'd expect from two strangers, we introduced ourselves (she mostly goes by 'Flick' instead of Felicity), commented on how crappy the rain is (well I couldn't complain much given the company it meant I was having), talked about the music that's playing on the radio, yada yada yada. As much as the conversation was light, I was enjoying myself. Between the general pleasure of having a pretty woman in my car, and trying to not surreptitiously look down her top or at her shapely legs it took me a while to realise that she'd been giving me dodgy directions. Like 'this is the second time we've been through this intersection' level dodgy directions.

I looked over at her "Look, my sense of direction isn't the greatest but it's the second time we've passed those shops. If you're worried about me knowing where you live, I'm happy to drop you somewhere you feel safe, and you can take the umbrella in the back in case it starts raining again?"

She looked at me for a second, chewing her lower lip, then responded "You're really not going to try anything on are you?"

My heart started pounding a millions times a minute, I could feel the implication and there was no way in hell I wanted it to go away.

So I took a second before responding "I'm straight and you are hot as hell. Getting with you would probably be the highlight of my life. But I said this was a no-strings ride, and I'm not going to creep out on you now."

She turned her whole body towards me, one leg up on the chair crossed under the other and started talking while I tried to avoid realising she's basically flashing me "Ok, look here's the deal: I've just gotten out of a long term relationship and while the sex was great in general, he had this thing against me going down on him. Early on I was all like 'Yay, that's great' but over time I started to miss it. It was weird, I was never massively into it, but all of a sudden all I could think all day every day was sucking on a dick, feeling that hardness in my mouth and throat, while he moans in pleasure. I started trying to make my boyfriend watch blowjob porn. I was trying to get him into it so he'd get over his thing and let me suck him off, but it ended up turning me on so much. I'd never really thought of myself as a cumslut but watching those girls taking a load in their mouths became my favourite videos to watch."

She paused for a second, causing me to realise three things: one, I am now painfully hard, two, I need to take a breath, and three, I've been sitting a green light for who knows how long. I took off from the lights, concentrating on breathing and the road as she continued.

"I'm telling you this because my plan for tonight was to go out, find some decently looking guy and suck him dry. But the guys at the pub were all douches."

She paused again, and I focused intently on my driving, trying vainly to keep my cool, as every fibre of being hung on her words.

"And then you come along, all hot and charming like an answer to my prayers. So no, I don't want you to drop me somewhere -- all I want right now is to suck your dick."

She stopped again for another second, my mouth so pasty with need that I couldn't even get a word out.

"So unless you tell me not to -- and judging by the tent in your pants that's not going to happen -- that's exactly what I'm going to do."

Without delay she reached her hand over and unzipped my pants. It took no more than another second and a deft flick of her fingers for the button on my boxers to come undone. I found myself holding my breath in anticipation as her delicate fingers reached through the hole she's made. That breath was released as a shuddering sigh of pleasure as her soft fingers gently pulled my cock out into the relatively cool air.

I tried to focus on keeping the car straight on the road as she started slowly stroking my cock drawing an "Oh god yes" from my lips.

She chuckled a little and re-adjusted her seatbelt to lean over my lap. Hovering above my cock for a second, Felicity just looked at it as she stroked it. I could feel her hot breath on it, driving me wild in anticipation. I wanted her to put it in her mouth so badly, but instead she started to slowly kiss the outside of my cock ever so gently, while continuing to stroke it. It's about this time I realised that I'd blown through about 3 stop signs and there's no way we'd survive this if I kept driving. So I quickly turned down a dark side street and pulled over. No sooner had the car stopped, than her free hand reached down to pull the seat release, sliding me back from the steering wheel and giving her better access to my cock. She didn't wait another second and slowly took the head of my cock in her mouth, sucking ever so lightly on it. I let out a gasp of pleasure as I finally felt her warm lips envelope me. Still she was taking things slowly, exploring my cock with her tongue and mouth. Pulling off to lick and kiss the hardness before taking it back in her mouth again, just a little more each time. Soon she was taking my entire length into her mouth and throat like a pro -- she later confessed to many hours practising deep throating on dildos while masturbating and all that practise was paying off for me. Her hand was no longer on my cock, but instead it reached over to my backrest control, pulling on it so I fell back into a lying position. She readjusted herself, so she was kneeling on her seat, and started increasing her pace on my cock, taking it's whole length in her mouth before pulling all the way up to the tip. It's about this time I realised that she was no longer wearing her skirt and was fingering her clit furiously while she sucked on my cock, her tight arse facing right at the window for any passerby to see.

It wasn't long before she started to moan on my cock, which just upped the intensity of what I was feeling. I couldn't believe that I hadn't cum yet with how good this blowjob was, but somehow I was hanging on. That didn't last much longer though, as she gathered her knees under her (still masturbating furiously), put her free hand on my cock and started to stoke it while she sucked on the head of my cock. I could see her own orgasm building as she pushed me to mine and I so desperately wanted to hold on until hers hit, bit I couldn't.

"Ooohh, yes, I'm gonna ccuu, uuuugggggghhhhhhh" and I started to cum deep in her mouth.

This seemed to be exactly what she was waiting for as she started moaning intensely on my cock while her body shook through an intense orgasm. As hard as her orgasm was she didn't lose a single drop of my cum, and proceeded to suck every drop of it off my cock.

She sat back in her seat, and seemed to just enjoy the feeling of cum in her mouth until with an audible gulp she swallowed it all in one go.

"Oh damn that was just what I needed" she said

I could do nothing but nod stupidly "Uh huh."

We both sat there in companionable silence, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms until she must have realised that she was half undressed and started to pull her skirt back up. We fixed ourselves up and Felicity looked out the window.

"Lucky me, we're just around the block from my place" She turned back then looked around the car before grabbing a pen and petrol receipt from the centre console "If you're going for a drive again soon, let me know. Maybe we can do this again" and handed me the receipt -- now with her phone number neatly written out on it.

"Night" she said as she hopped out of the car and shut the door on my gobsmacked face.

I didn't want to be too needy, so I waited until I got home before texting 'Hey, it's Dan. Hope you got home safe, and thanks for tonight.'

'Thanks for the lift ;)'

It was the better part of a week before I went for another drive -- it seems repeatedly wanking over the memory of Felicity's blowjob tires a man out. I debated whether I should text her all the way out to the car and for the first 30mins of the drive, but soon my boner won out over my fear and I sent her 'Hey Flick, are you awake? I'm heading out for a spin if you're interested?'

'Pick me up where you dropped me off last time in 10?'

'See you there'

I tried not to speed on my way over there -- the last thing I needed was to be pulled over and be late because I was getting a ticket -- but I made it there in 8 mins to find Felicity already waiting for me. It was a warm night, so she was wearing a singlet and a light knee-length skirt. As an outfit it really managed to show off her fantastic figure, and while not dressy I doubted it was what she'd be wearing at home by herself at 11pm.

She slid into my car with a smile "Fancy meeting you here"

"Well when a lady calls who am I to turn her down"

"Ooh I've never been called a lady before" she said playfully

"Well M'lady" I said in my best (worst) British accent "Where would you like to go this evening."

She laughed, "Know any good spots?"

"There's a lookout about a half hour away if you have the time?"

"Let's go"

Our conversation started light, but soon moved into complaining and sympathising about our respective exes. We arrived at the lookout in violent agreement that each other's exes were shitheads who didn't deserve them.

As we looked out over the city's lights and the bay we moved into deep and meaningful territory until Flick turned her head to me and said "You know I was expected you to message me for a drive that Friday night"

"I thought about it. Thought about it a lot. But didn't"

She smiled seductively "Did you touch yourself thinking about it?"

I could feel myself blushing "Yes."

She smiled again "Good. So did I. Did you really enjoy it?"

I could feel myself getting hard at the thought of her masturbating over me.

"That was the literally the best blowjob I've ever had. Ever"

"I'm glad you liked it. And I'm really glad you didn't message me Friday night then. It would have been too needy and I in no way would have wanted to do it again as much as I do now."

With that her hand reached out and started massaging my slowly hardening cock through my pants. She leaned towards me and I met her in the middle kissing passionately while she continued to massage on my cock. I reached a hand out to caress a breast, but she caught it and pushed it down under the band of her skirt to her waiting, soaking wet pussy. Without any panties in the way I slowly slid my finger along the length of her pussy, gently opening up the folds.

She pulled back from our kiss "Get out of the car."

We opened our doors and I followed her lead over to a park bench lit by my headlights. She stopped on the grassy section just in front and pulled me in close for another kiss. Her hand was once again rubbing my cock, so I didn't even realise the other had been working on undoing my pants until she pulled back and dropped to her knees, taking them down with her.

She knelt there and started to kiss the head of my fully erect cock through my boxers. I was turned on like you couldn't imagine, so it was such a relief when she reached up, pulled the band of my boxers out and tenderly guided my cock out with her hand, before pulling the boxers down to join my pants.

From her knees she looked up at me as she slowly stroked my cock with one soft hand, her mouth slightly open in the sexiest way imaginable. While last time everything she did was for her enjoyment, this time she was putting on a show for me. I watched in gobsmacked delight as her free hand slowly pulled down one side of her singlet, exposing one perky breast to the air, then the other. From the sly looks I'd had I knew her breasts would be amazing but nothing prepared me for how good they looked popped out of her singlet like that, lit up by my cars head lights. They were easily a C cup, perfectly formed and perky, with the darkest aerola you can possibly imagine. If they'd been within reach I would have gone for them instantly. Instead I just drank in the sight of them. She smiled in satisfaction at the look on my face before leaning in and licking all the way up the underside of my cock, continuing the motion until my cock touched between her soft breasts. I stood there almost drooling in anticipation of the blowjob I was about to get. Flick started to work my cock slowly again, stroking it while her mouth moved around kissing and licking.

Finally with her eyes locked on mine, she pursed her lips around the head of my cock and slowly started bobbing. I moaned in pleasure, causing her to every so slowly take the full length of my cock in her mouth, until her lips were tight around the base, her eyes still locked on mine.

She pulled off and started just kissing it again, her hand slowly stroking.

"You know" she said in between kisses, "I think this would be even better with a nice hard fuck first."

She calmly deep-throated my cock and pulled off slowly.

"What do you think? Fuck my wet little pussy til you're ready to burst, then throw me to my knees and cum in my mouth?"

"Fuck Yes!"

Flick stood up, her skirt dropping to her ankles "Good"

I pulled her close and kissed her, one hand snaking to her breast -- so fucking perky and perfect. My other hand made it's way down to her waiting pussy and probed a finger into the dripping wet folds.

We stood like that for a minute, stroking each other slowly as we kissed deeply.

She broke the kiss "I need you inside me know" and pushed me back onto the bench behind us. I caught her as she almost jumped onto my lap, before she guided my cock into her dripping pussy and impaled herself fully in a single thrust.

We moaned in unison as she started grinding frantically on my crotch. My hands made their way around to her arse, grabbing her tight cheeks, pulling her onto me with each thrust. Flick's perfect breasts were in my face and I started sucking on a nipple hungrily, causing her to moan even deeper. Her speed increased as she moaned ever so deliciously in my ear, driving me wild. I held on with everything I had as she rode me, her orgasm so obviously close that I didn't want to spoil it with mine.

I stopped suckling on a nipple for a second and said "Oh fuck your pussy feels so good. I want you to cum nice and hard for me, then I'll cum nice and hard for you right in your mouth." The thought of me cumming in her mouth had the desired effect, pushing her over the edge into a body shaking orgasm.

"Oh fuck" she screamed as it flowed through her.

We sat there for a second while her tremors subsided and she caught her breath, my hard cock still inside her begging for release. Then she quickly hopped off and dove face first for my cock. I was so primed that I was cumming even before she'd taken my full length in, and she looked blissful as I filled her mouth with my salty load.

As my cock finished twitching in her mouth, Flick looked up at me with those sultry eyes again and opened her mouth to show my cum sitting on her tongue. Then swallowed it all down in a single gulp.

"Fuck your cum tastes so good."

"For someone who can ride and suck a cock as well as you, it's yours whenever you want it."

"Mmmm, don't tempt me."

She leaned forward and sucked the last of the cum off my slowly softening cock, before we grabbed our clothes to pile back into the car.

We drove back in companionable silence and I dropped Flick off at her corner with a promise to do this again sometime.

The next few months passed with a dick-draining consistency. Once or twice a week one of us would message asking to go for a drive. I'd pick Flick up from her place and I'd let her set the agenda. "Let's just drive" meant we'd do laps talking until she'd reach over to grab my cock so I'd find a dark street for her to blow me. "Let's try the lookout" meant we'd go to the lookout and I'd fuck her brains out before she blew me. This was purely friends with benefits territory, we were compatible enough to get along and our sex was fantastic, but we both knew there wasn't enough there for a relationship. By unspoken agreement we never went to each other's place either -- this was purely a car-fucking relationship, where I got to fuck a gorgeous woman, and she got to swallow as much of my cum as she could handle, a win/win for us both.

Then one night I got a text "Hey, my friend struck out, can you give us both a lift please?"

But that's a story for another time