Adult Film School - Episode 2

Joe and Amy had always talked about fucking in a classic car. Tonight they finally did it. The black Chevy Bel Air sat gleaming under streetlights, chrome trim catching the glow like wet lips. Amy climbed in first, leather seat cool against bare thighs. Joe followed and slammed the door, the heavy click sealing them in. She hiked her dress up around her waist. No underwear. She straddled him, knees sinking into the vinyl. Joe unzipped and freed himself. Amy sank down, took him in one smooth stroke, the leather creaking beneath them. Her forehead pressed to his. She rode him slow at first, savoring the stretch, then faster, hips snapping sharp and urgent. Every thrust made the car rock on its suspension. Joe’s hands gripped her ass, fingers digging deep. The windows fogged. Their breathing grew ragged. Amy came first, clenching around him hard enough to drag his own orgasm out seconds later. They stayed locked together, sweat cooling on skin, the car still, the night quiet.