In the backseat, there was room to bob my head up and down, and I could fondle his balls.

Rick spread his legs to give me more space.

Before going home for the holiday weekend, I’d promised my roommate Rick that if he picked me up from the airport in the middle of the night, I’d give him road head on the drive home. In all honesty, I hadn’t planned on delivering on that, but when he pulled up and got out of the car to help me with my bag, I changed my mind. He was wearing lightweight sweats that hung low on his hips and a T-shirt, and his hair would’ve looked like artfully styled bedhead if I didn’t know it was actual bedhead. It was four in the morning, after all, and I knew I’d woken him up when I called to say we’d landed on time. And even though I’d seen him like that hundreds of times before, he suddenly looked incredibly sexy.

Once he had the car on the road, I reached over and tried to get my hand in his pants. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked. “You know I wasn’t serious about that, right?”

“But I am,” I replied, as I stroked his dick.

Keeping one hand on the wheel, he pushed me away and told me to stay on my side of the car. I did, but only because instead of staying on the highway that led back to our off-campus apartment, he pulled off at the next exit. He drove to an empty parking lot, put the car in park, and reached across me to open my door. “Backseat,” he ordered as he opened his own door and got out of the car.

We scrambled into the much-roomier backseat and, this time, Rick guided my hand to his dick. I reached into his sweats again, and when he was fully erect, I leaned over so I could lube it up with my saliva. Back here, there was plenty of room to bob my head up and down, and I could use my hands to fondle his balls while I blew him.

Rick spread his legs wide to give me more space, then reached over to fondle my breasts. I was wearing a loose T-shirt — one of Rick’s, actually — which made it easy for him to push his hand down the back of the neck to unhook my bra. Once my tits were free, he pulled the shirt up enough so he could see them, then caressed them and tugged at my nipples.

When I tasted the first drops of pre-come on my tongue, I quickly shed my pants and climbed onto Rick’s lap. I sank down on his shaft in one easy move and slid slowly up and down. Every so often I’d see the lights of other cars on the road behind us, and the thought that one of those drivers could pull into the parking lot and catch us turned me on so much that it didn’t take long to get off. I rode Rick harder and faster, and a few frenzied minutes later, I felt my pussy spasm on his cock, and then I came as he fired off a load into my cunt.

We took a minute to catch our breath, then straightened our clothes and returned to our seats so we could finish the trip home. Back at our apartment, Rick carried my bag inside and dropped it in my bedroom before heading across the hall to his. As his door swung closed, I called out, “Thanks for the ride!” My own door was halfway closed when he responded with, “Any time.” I definitely plan to take him up on that.