Gina and I were on our way home after dinner when we hit a red light.

We’d taken a different route than usual, so Gina was looking around, checking out the scenery, when she spotted something interesting. “Look at that,” she said, pointing to a car parked a few yards away in an empty parking lot. “I think they’re having sex.”

I looked where she indicated and saw a couple obviously getting it on in the front seat of the car. The woman was sitting on the guy’s lap, and he was leaning back, with the seat pulled back and down as far as it would go. They both appeared to be dressed, but her shirt was unbuttoned and it looked like maybe her tits were exposed, though we couldn’t tell from where we were.

When the light turned green, I drove forward, but Gina urged me to stop. “Can you take a loop through that parking lot over there?” she asked. Then, as if embarrassed to admit she was aroused by the other couple, she said, “I just want to see what stores are in this mall.” I knew what she really wanted to see, but I kept my mouth shut and did what she asked without comment.

The entrance to the parking lot was a good distance from the car we’d spotted, so we went unnoticed. Then I killed the headlights and slowed down, hoping to approach without spooking them. Gina glanced at me out of the corner of her eye when she realized what I was doing, but she only smiled and looked back out her window, turning to see the other couple.

We passed them slowly, and Gina gasped when she realized they really were getting hot and heavy. As we drove past them, I noticed that she had reached down and started stroking herself.

As we circled the mall toward the exit, I pulled closer to the building and drove into a heavily shadowed area before putting the car in park and turning off the ignition. Gina looked at me, startled, and asked me what I was doing. “You seemed inspired,” I told her. “I just thought maybe you’d want to act now, while the muse was fresh.” I expected her to put up at least a little bit of a fight, but all she did was tell me to recline my seat.

I once again did as she asked — duh! — and she reached over and unbuckled my seat belt, then un — zipped my fly. I lifted my ass to help her as she pushed down my pants far enough to let my cock escape. I stroked myself for a minute, and quickly went from semi- to rock-hard. Then she unbuckled her seat belt, shimmied out of her underwear, and crawled over the center console to plant herself in my lap, facing the windshield.

She sat for a moment, positioning herself comfortably, and the weight of her ass against my dick got me even harder — if that was possible. She wiggled her hips a bit, teasing me, but she was even more eager than I was to get down to business, and her teasing lasted only a brief moment. Then she pulled her dress up out of the way, I reached out to hold my cock steady, and she sank down on my hard shaft.

As soon as she was comfortable on my cock, she bucked and writhed like a wild woman. While the couple we’d been ogling had been having sex, Gina was flat-out fucking me, and she was doing it good and hard!

Gina rocked back and forth, then rolled her hips in circles and figure eights. She was moving quickly, and each stroke and thrust made my cock throb more. I had to grab her hips and guide her to create a steady rhythm so I wouldn’t blow my load too fast — and I wanted her to come, too.

I thrust up into her as she rocked and swirled on my dick, and the added motion really drove her crazy. She was moaning loudly, and even with the windows up, I knew that if anyone had been in a 50-yard radius of us, they’d have heard her. They wouldn’t have seen much, though, because we were fogging up the windows.

After a few minutes of good, comfortable motion, she went into overdrive. She bounced furiously up and down on my dick, her hands pushing hard against the dashboard. It was pure, animalistic fucking. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, she exploded. She cried out and rolled her head back as she came, but she didn’t stop riding me. I came a split-second later.

When she finally stopped fucking me, she leaned back against me and we relaxed in my seat for a couple of minutes before straightening up. I started the car and turned on the air-conditioning to cool us down. Then, when we’d had time to catch our breath — and the windows had defogged — we got back on the road.

We had to circle the parking lot from the outside again in order to get home, but when we passed the spot where we’d first seen our muse, the car was gone. I only hope they had as good a time as we did.