“I don’t want to wear a condom next time,” I tell her.

“You can get tested,” she said, grasping my cock. It flexes in her hold. “There’s a clinic in Berkeley that’s open until ten o’clock.”

I’m there.

I push Bridget’s head down over my cock. She takes me into my mouth. I groan in satisfaction. She sucks on my cock, and the pressure is amazing. That clinic better produce fast results. If this is how good it feels with a condom, I can barely wait to go without one.

I lift my hips to push my length deeper into her mouth. Fisting my hand in her hair, I guide her rhythm.

Fuck. Yes.

I tighten my grasp, tugging on her hair, and push her down farther. She gags, so I relax my hold. When she recovers, I return to the previous motions, making her go up and down my cock. Once in a while, when she goes as far as she can, I hold her in place and try to get her to take a little more. She usually starts to choke. I let up and allow her to dictate her own speed and depth.

Reaching for her ass, I give her a light spank, then grab and shake a buttock. I find her slit and sink two fingers inside. She mews into my groin.

In a bona fide punishment, I’d blow my load and let her stew in her arousal, making her wait hours, maybe days to come. But I want to be buried inside her.

I pull her off by her hair and move my seat back. “Get on top of me.”

When she doesn’t move over, I grab her. She yelps as she bumps into the stick shift. I settle her over my lap, wind my hand through her hair and tug on it before bringing her lips back to mine. As we engage in a mini-marathon of kissing, I unbutton her sweater, then reach up her shirt to unclasp her front-close bra. Pushing aside the bra cups, I grope a breast, kneading it, digging my fingers into the pliant flesh. She moans softly against me. I grasp her hips and grind her against me. My cock thrills to the pressure. It wants more.

Lifting my hips, I spear myself into her.

It feels fucking marvelous every time.

Sex in the front seat isn’t the most comfortable, but I like how her breasts are right in my face. I push up her top and assault a breast. With a moan, she starts to roll her hips at me.

“Put your feet up on my thighs so you can get more leverage,” I tell her. She complies and is able to push herself all the way up my cock. “Nice.”

I go back to licking and sucking on her nipples. Taking her hands, I make her feel herself up, my hands atop hers. I want to see her come, see if she remembers to ask before doing so.