FETISHES: Giving Blowjobs In Car While He Is Driving

I have a growing list of fetishes on FetLife. Some things I never considered a fetish. Some things really aren’t fetishes at all. But I think I’m going to do a feature on my “fetishes” and why I like each one. Perhaps a fantasy or story for each one too. 

I think the best way to tackle this is just to go down the list. But honestly, this fantasy is playing on repeat in my head so I need to get it out. So I’m gonna skip a whole bunch for now. Next time, I’ll go back to the beginning.

Why “Blowjobs In Car While He Is Driving?” What’s not to love about it? You are giving someone pleasure and torture at the same time. You get to suck and lick on a magnificent cock, but he can’t fully give into the pleasure of it since he has to concentrate on driving. There’s a thrill there. There’s also a trust. Trusting him to either hold it together and drive or pull off the road and give in. There’s power in the act even though you are still being submissive. You get to drive him wild…as long as you are doing a good job. Of course, there’s also the thrill of getting caught if it’s daylight out. Others could see in the car after all. Hehe.

So my fantasy for this one is really fairly simple but I still enjoy it…

I walk off the plane and into the airport. It’s early evening, the sun is setting. I’m a bundle of nerves and excitement. I finally get to visit Sir. I get to see him, touch him, smell him, be touched by him. I get to visit with his wife/sub too. I’ve grown so fond of both of them, after all.

I make my way through the airport with my bags. It’s just a weekend trip, so I was able to fit everything in my carry on. No need to waste time with baggage claim when I can do that.

I come to the security area finally, and I see him. My face lights up in excitement, and then I feel the nerves kick in again. This is really happening. It’s not just a fantasy anymore. I’m really here.

I make my way to him, my body unable to decide if it wants to move quickly or slowly. As I get closer, my eyes drop. I begin to worry. How do I act around him in real life? I’m still so new at the submission thing. Will I be any good at it? I hope I am. I want to be. I want to be a good sub for Sir. I want to please him. I want him to be proud of me. But I’m so unsure of how to act in person.

We approach one another, I glance up but then back down again, my shyness kicking in full force. But Sir knows what he’s doing. He’s a confident man. He puts a finger under my chin, lifts my face to meet his, and tells me, “Hey there, little one. How was your flight?”

I respond, “It was good, thank you.”

Sir gives me a hug and kisses my forehead, relaxing me, and says, “Good. Do you need to grab any more bags, or is that it?”

I respond, still shyly, “Nope, this is all I have.”

Sir replies, “Okay. Let’s head out to the car then.”

He leads me through the airport, out to the parking garage. We make our way to his car finally. Sir puts my bag into the back then opens the passenger side door for me. I climb in and buckle up my seat belt. Sir gets in on his side, buckles his seat belt, starts the engine and begins to back out of the parking spot. He slowly makes his way through the parking garage to the exit, paying the fee, and then pulling out into traffic. We make our way through the streets in silence. The radio is on low but I’m so nervous I barely pay attention. 

I’ve had this fantasy for awhile. I want to live it out but I don’t know if he’ll let me. Nor do I really know how good I’ll be at servicing that giant cock of his. It’s daunting. It makes me wet just looking at it, but it’s a little daunting for someone who hasn’t had sex in so long.

Once we hit the interstate, Sir looks over at me and says, “I’m glad you’re finally here. I can’t wait to stick my cock in that sweet mouth and tight little pussy.”

Quietly I say, “I can’t wait for that either, Sir.”

Sir cocks an eyebrow, “You can’t? You don’t have to wait.” I blink in shock and a thrill runs through me. “Get over here and put your lips around my cock.”

I quickly shift in my seat and lean across the console, stretching until my head is over his lap. I unzip his pants and reach in and through his boxer briefs, grabbing a hold of his already hard cock; this cock that I have been wanting for such a long time. I look up at him, unable to grasp that this is happening and hoping what I’m doing is okay. Sir senses my unease and gives me a slight nod. With that, I wait no longer and lick my tongue fully across the head of him. I moan at the taste of him, better than I could have imagined. Next, I lick the length of the underside of his cock, the tip of my tongue lingering and swirling around that sweet spot just below the head. 

Finally, finally, I wrap my lips around the head of his cock, sucking on it for just a minute. My hand grips the base of Sir’s cock, pumping slowly up and down while I suck on him. I begin to ease my mouth down and around Sir’s length, taking him in inch by inch until I can go no further.  I twirl my tongue around a little bit and suck, pulling back up. I continue to do this in tandem with my hand, paying attention to Sir’s entire length.

Sir weaves a hand into my hair, resting it on the back on my head. I moan at the contact and he forces me down further at the feeling of the vibration of my mouth on him. He hits the back of my throat. I gag a little bit, panicking slightly. I don’t know how to deep throat yet and Sir knows this. I want to please him but at the same time I hope he’s at least somewhat gentle with me the first time.

Sir guides my head up and down his length, fast some times, slow at other times. I switch hands, now gripping him with my left hand, allowing it to give attention to the parts of Sir’s glorious cock my mouth is yet unable to. With my right hand I reach down and begin to caress and roll Sir’s balls in my hand. He has told me he likes this, and I want to do everything I can to please him.

I work my hands in tandem with the rhythm Sir sets with my head on his cock. I feel his balls tightening up as Sir pushes my head down farther on his cock, releasing into my mouth. I swallow his cum down, accepting the gift he has given me.

I lick him clean and then tuck him back into his pants, zipping him up. I slide back over into my seat, saying, “Thank you, Sir.”

Sir responds, “Thank you, little one.”

We continue the last few minutes of the drive in silence, while I fight breaking out into the biggest grin ever, happy I could fulfill a fantasy and please Sir at the same time.