Jack and Jill Parking

Yesterday I met J who responded to one of my carnal ads. After some email back and forth we arranged to meet at the Valley Fair Mall in San Jose. Not my favorite location for such things, but I had some errands to run there and it was a short drive for her from downtown, where she works - something to do with marketing and sales. I arrived early and sat outside the inevitable Starbucks catching up on some reading when she spotted me. She walked up tentatively asking if I was the one she was to meet.

She was in her mid to late twenties, a little shorter then me, her dirty-blond hair a bit wind blown, cascading on either side of her face to her neck. She had a nice figure, a healthy girl not to thin, not too plump, athletic, with good curves in all the right places. Her face was slightly long, with a sharp nose and large eyes which gave her a bit of a startled look which was quite endearing. A pretty girl who will become a very handsome older woman.

After we greeted and exchanged some pleasantries I noted that there was not much privacy where we were. That's the trouble with places such as Starbucks and the Mall at lunch time. There are too many people around to carry on an intimate conversation. I'll have to write up some of my thoughts on this in one of the upcoming entries. In this case there was one of those lumpy older Asian grandmothers a couple tables over, waiting for some family and paying entirely too much attention to everybody's business. I suggested that we take a walk somewhere with more privacy and we moved away.

We eventually made our way outside, the only place where there was not constant traffic back and forth interrupting our conversation. She was naturally curious about me, what I was looking for, about my past encounters and what I liked. I answered her questions and asked my own, mostly trying to make sure I was dealing with a genuine person and not some psycho likely to cause trouble. I asked her about her experience (a handful of guys) her likes and dislikes (giving blowjobs hurt her jaw, she liked getting head) and what she expected. Just the usual give and take customary in such situations. She was a bit nervous but as we talked and joked around a bit she relaxed and smiled, a bit shyly, but with what I judged to be genuine interest.

Before we got together she told me that she could meet me during lunch time but had to get back to work for some meeting. So this was basically a meet and greet session, getting know each other and setting up something for later when we both had more leisure. As we talked though I felt very comfortable with her and given that we still had some time before she had to leave I decided to make a suggestion. Not really expecting much I asked her if she would like to go into the parking lot for a quick Jack and Jill session.

She looked startled at the idea and I could see the mental gears turning as she thought it over. The thought that she might be uneasy going into the parking lot with somebody she just met only occurred to me after the question popped out. I suppose it's a tribute to my dubious charms that her lust won over any thoughts of me being some sort of dangerous mall masher. She smiled and agreed.

We made our way to my car, both of us grinning and exchanging speculative glances. After we settled in my car we had to move it to a less crowded part of the parking complex so that nobody would bother us. This process was complicated by the fact that chunks of the parking tarmac were being re-paved. My car has plenty of room and leather seats. Given the mild day outside the seats were warm without being hot, so I suggested that while we ride to the other side of the lot she might pull down her pants, get started playing with herself and enjoy the feel of the warm leather seat on her butt.

Her grin got bigger and she told me I was wicked, muttering something about not believing she was doing this under her breath. Since there was nobody immediately around us she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down to her knees along with her panties - white, full cut bikini, with a tiny ruffle in the waist band - planting her naked behind on the seat and exclaiming about how nice and warm it felt. Naturally I had to run my hand up her thigh and feel the outside of her pussy, running my fingers through her light brown hair and up and down the still dry, slightly protruding outer lips. She likewise reached over and felt my cock through my jeans as I got the car into gear. I tossed her a blanket in case we came up beside some tall car and she had to cover her lap and pulled out to go to the other side of the lot. As we drove she moved her hand down to her crotch and started to play with herself while leaving her other hand kneading my crotch.

We got to an empty part of the lot - the rotten economy ensures plenty of spaces in that giant Mall - and I parked, putting a sun shade on the windshield for added privacy. I also had a good field of view in the mirrors so that nobody would sneak up on us undetected. By this time my cock was quite hard and her pussy quite wet, making little squishy sounds as she fingered herself. I unzipped and took out my cock, which she proceeded to take in her left hand while continuing to work with her right. I felt her up again. She was quite wet and I slipped a finger into her while she rubbed her clit. The position was a bit awkward, she was on my right in the passenger seat with a console arm rest between us. Being right handed I could either feel her up or jack off effectively but not do both at the same time. After taking my hand away I smelled and tasted it making her grin again. As she was getting into it her jeans were in the way so she tossed off her shoes, the kind with a big clunky platform heel which I never care for, and slipped her jeans and panties off of one leg. The enthusiasm with which she did this led me to believe that any hesitations she may have had about the proceedings were long drowned in a flood of raging sex hormones.

Here I was with a raging hardon and a wet girl naked from the waist down squirming on my passenger seat. You can imagine what ensued as we both started jacking and jilling while casting lascivious glances at our respective faces and inflamed crotches. Our only interruption came as the Mall patrol drove by a few parking rows over. We paused and made a grab for the blanket but they never even glanced our way.

Now I'm fairly sure that if I asked we could have fucked right there and then but circumstances were just not right. Fucking in a car is awkward even in the best of times and I never really found it comfortable. I had also neglected to bring condoms since I only thought we were going to meet and feel each other out not actually feel each other up. A tactical mistake on my part, I'll grant you, but the proceedings were quite erotic as it was, so I felt no particular urge to slip my cock into her. Smelling her fragrance - a hint of lavender soap I think, mixed with the mild musky smell of her pussy - copping the occasional wet feel and watching her go at it was quite sufficient to make me come.

After about 10 or 15 minutes and mindful of the time I told her I was going to come and spewed with delight while her eyes were riveted on my cock and her hand was furiously rubbing her pussy. As I slowly stroked my cum-covered cock in the afterglow she sped up her rubbing closed her eyes and came. Her face got very red and she emitted a few quiet moans, like she was swallowing the sound, and her body shuddered. It was a lovely sight I must say.

We sprawled there grinning at each other and said how hot it all was. After a couple of minutes she noticed the time and started scrambling back into her pants, and said she had to go. I cleaned up with some tissues zipped up my pants and started the car, driving her back to her parking space while she readjusted herself and smiled with pleasure saying that this was "Really, really cool!". As I pulled up to her car she put her hand below her on the seat and said exclaimed "It's wet!". "Don't worry about it" I said, at which point she teased with "I bet you'll smell it later!". I laughed out loud and said that I must be slipping because it hadn't even occurred to me until she mentioned it. As she was getting out we hurriedly promised to email each other to set up another session and off she went back to work.

I drove home with a big grin on my face, a satisfied cock, and her smell wafting through the car. I'll have to sponge off that seat eventually. But not just yet.

This whole nice episode yesterday made me think about car sex in general. A Russians poll of dubious provenance says that " Eighty-four percent of the respondents admitted, they loved having car sex, they tried to think about this passion not less than once a month." Shockingly, the act is also partially illegal in Italy of all places, home of sexy cars and sexier women.

This is not to be confused with sex with cars, though the FAQ on the subject may help you if that's what you're into. A visual or two might also help.

And since I know some (most?) of you will enjoy that kind of thing, there is some high quality free car sex hardcore porn at the Sodom.at site.