Archive-name: Places/sexwcar.txt

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Archive-title: My Girlfriend and Her Car





     This is an interesting incident.  I had been going out with my

girlfriend, Sherry, for many months now, and we've been having sex

practically nonstop.  One night we were coming home from dinner,

riding in Sherry's hot, deep blue Camaro.  I told her that I wanted

to have sex with her in the car, which was something we had never

done.  She was eager to have this new experience, and when we got

to her house, she parked us in the garage, and we got out of the

car.



     Sherry said that she wanted to shower.  I would have joined

her, but as you realize, the male of the species only has so many

charges in his wand, and we wanted to save it for this new

experience.  Besides, we had sex in the shower many times before.



     Sherry went into the house, while I stayed in the garage,

removing my clothes.  I'm just glad it was summer; the garage was

cool, but not cold or boiling like outside.



     I tossed my clothes on to the warm hood of the Camaro.  Then

I sat on it, idly kicking the tire with the ball of my foot, and

absently fondling my cock.



     I ran my eyes along the sleek lines of the car.  My cock

started to rise.  I found myself actually getting excited looking

at a sports car!



     I got up and walked around to the rear of the car.  Then I

looked down at it's tailpipes, and damned if my cock didn't jump. 

I mentally looked left and right, then shrugged my shoulders and

said to myself, hell, here's something I never tried.



     I got down on my knees, supporting myself by clutching the

car's rear.  I slowly inched my cock towards the rightmost

tailpipe, 'walking' on my knees.  I could feel some heat from the

exhaust pipe, gently warming my cock.  I slowly pressed my whole

cock into the warm tailpipe up to the hilt!  What an odd feeling!



     The car's tailpipe was just about my size, a little smaller,

so I was pressing against some resistance.  The heat also felt wet,

not dry at all.  I giggled slightly as the thought "She's hot and

wet for it" went through my head.



     I slowly pulled out until just my head was in, then I thrust

back in.  Not bad.  I could get used to this.  I thrust in and out,

and the Camaro built up momentum and began to rock back and forth!



     I modified my thrusts into the car so that when the Camaro was

coming back, I thrust in to it's tailpipe, giving it a little shove

which sent it forwards again, as I pulled out.  It was as if the

car was thrusting against me.  It really got me hot!



     Back and forth, back and forth, the car bucking against me,

rocking on its shocks.  The car began to make little creaking

noises, I'm sure you have noticed them when your car oscillates on

its shocks.  This only served to get me hotter, since the creaking

sounded like the car was moaning in time to our thrusts!



     Well, soon I was pushing into the car's tailpipe for all I was

worth, moaning as loud as the car was now.  I couldn't take it any

longer.  I kept my cock completely in the Camaro's exhaust pipe,

and thrust slightly.  My balls erupted, and white lightning poured

out of my cock deep into the car.



     Exhausted (so to speak), I flopped down onto the rear of the

car, breathing hard, my cock slowly softening in the tailpipe.  I

then looked up and found my girlfriend watching me!  I had no idea

what to say.  She probably figured that, too, and said, "I hope I

can please you better than my car can!"



     It was all right!  Sherry was looking at me and her car, still

joined, with a sexy look.  The thought of her boyfriend having sex

not with her, but her sports car clearly got her hot.  I pulled

out.



     My cock was covered in soot!  The soot actually served as a

lubricant.  "Uh...", I said, "I think I'll have to wash my cock. 

Fucking your car apparently isn't very clean."



     "Fine," Sherry said, "I'll wash it for you.  And then you can

tell me what sex with my car was like."



     Well, as she did this, I told her that sex with the Camaro was

pretty good (though not as good as with her, of course!).  I also

said that I hoped that I could fuck her car more in the future. 

She agreed.  



     What followed was sex IN the car, as we had planned. 

Essentially she straddled me in the seat, with the seat back down. 

The car jumped up and down as we fucked.  "Don't come knockin' if

my car's rockin'" indeed!



     I strongly suggest to all males who read this, and females if

they'd like to try, to have sex with their cars.  It's quite

strenuous, so try to get in a comfortable position first.  Put

plenty of padding under your knees, since the floor of a garage is

quite hard.  You really don't want to bruise yourself, or make

yourself sore.  Also watch the edges of the tailpipe.  If you are

bigger than your car's tailpipe, I suggest you find some silicone

rubber and make a sort of form that can fit over your car's exhaust

pipe.  This way, the edges won't dig into your cock.



     Neither I nor any BBS this is found on, nor anyone who

uploaded this file to a BBS is responsible for any injuries you may

sustain in the course of having sex with your (or anyone else's)

car.  I expect you to determine for yourself what would make your

car fuck the most pleasing and uninjuring.

     Finally, be aware that when a male clenches his cock, there is

a thing on the underside of the cock which bulges.  If you do not

protect yourself from the edge of the exhaust pipe, you may be cut

or at least rubbed badly.  So I suggest you take to heart the

silicone rubber.  You can get it at any hardware store.



     Above all, HAVE FUN WITH YOUR CAR!

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