I had been a regular at my local bar for about a year before one of the waitresses asked me if the vintage Mustang was mine.

I’d always thought she was kind of bitchy, despite being really hot, but if she recognized a decent ride, how bad could she be?

“Yeah,” I said.

“How fast does it go?” she asked.

“Pretty fast,” I said, sizing her up. “Think you can drive it?”

“I can drive anything,” she said.

I didn’t know if she was being a wise-ass or if she really could drive. Only one way to find out. “When do you get off work?” I asked.

“I’ll be done in 20 minutes,” she said. Then she headed back to one of the tables and picked up her tip before disappearing through the kitchen’s swinging doors.

Thirty minutes later, we were driving toward an area that’s rarely frequented by cops. When the coast was clear and she stepped on the gas, I was a little concerned that she might fuck up my gearbox, but she actually knew what she was doing. There’s just something about a girl who knows her way around a stick. I felt my own stick getting hard as she easily handled the curves of the road and skillfully accelerated out of turns.

Then she headed onto the freeway, where she could really open her up. My cock felt restricted behind my fly, and I had no choice but to try to adjust it. I didn’t think she’d noticed, but when I looked over at her, she was smirking.

“I need a drink,” she said, before pulling the car over, tires squealing to a halt.

She leaned over and let her tongue flick over my lips. I opened up and sucked her tongue inside. As we kissed, she reached for my cock. Suddenly I knew exactly what she was thirsty for.

She unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock, licking her lips when she saw what she had to work with. She smeared the pre-come around the head, then rolled my stick between her hands. Leaning over, she took the tip between her lips and sucked hard. Then she opened up and took me in down to the root.

Hot, wet heat was all I felt at that moment. When she pulled back, I groaned. When she sucked me in again, I placed one hand on the dashboard and one at the back of her head and bucked into her mouth. Nothing mattered but the feeling of thrusting into her amazing mouth.

When I let go, she took every last bit of my come, swallowing it down without losing a drop.

“Now my pussy is thirsty,” she said. “I think your place is probably closer than mine.”

As soon as we were inside my apartment, I pulled her shirt over her head. When I took off her bra, her nipples stood out like bullets. I tongued one while rolling the other between my fingers. She moaned and I felt her nipples get even harder.

“Get your clothes off,” she said, pushing me away.

I don’t take orders well — unless they happen to suit my purposes. Getting naked definitely did.

She stripped off her skirt and panties. While I undressed, she played with her pussy, dipping her fingers into her glistening snatch, then licking them one by one.

As I approached her, she walked around to the back of the sofa. I followed, stopping right in front of her. She dipped her fingers in once more, then let me suck them clean.

When she thought I’d had enough, she said, “Guess what my favorite position is?”

She turned around, placed her hands on the back of the sofa, and spread her legs. Doggie-style is one of my favorites, too. Something else we had in common.

I teased her a bit, diddling her clit with the head of my cock. I enjoyed watching her squirm and seeing her move her ass from side to side. Then I drew my cock back and forth through her slick folds, passing right over her entrance. She really got to fidgeting, and was shifting from one foot to the other like a nervous filly.

“Fuck me, dammit!” she screamed. She was totally out of patience, and sopping-wet.

I placed my cock at her opening and pushed into her. I placed one hand on her shoulder and the other on her hip, holding her in place for the fucking of her life — and mine. I pounded her deep, with long, hard strokes.

“Yeah, that’s it. That’s it,” she moaned.

We fucked like two crazed animals until I felt her muscles seize up around my dick. I started to lose my rhythm, but I kept going, fucking her through her orgasm until mine hit. Then I stroked into her and held my cock inside her as I filled her cunt with hot cream. What a blast!

It turned out that we really didn’t have a lot in common — except for the fact that we both like fast cars and we both like to fuck. But sometimes you don’t need more than that.