Took a midweek drive down the coast with a lover on a too brisk day in the middle of all that heat last December. It was too cold to swim in the ocean, but lying in the warm sun with the cool breeze tickling our toes, we both got antsy as hell. We had never had sex in public before, but I straddled him, pulled my bikini bottom to the side and slipped his 8" straight inside me, as two couples in their mid forties popped a bottle of champers about ten feet away from us, watching a few of their friends wind surf along the beach. We spent about a minute of frenetic, fervent grinding before a family parked their picnic blanket and four under ten-year-olds uncomfortably close.

I sat in the back seat of his Honda, giving him a full view of my dripping pussy as I delicately teased my clit and pussy, never once letting a finger slip in. He pulled his cock out and began to struggle to keep on the road... For the sake of our own safety I climbed in front and deep throated him to climax as we pulled into the main street of Flinders.

Somewhat delirious, he pulled up for a ten minute recovery, then we were back on the road to Melbourne. I was squirming in my seat by now, but he would just slap my hand away every time my fingers approached my aching pussy. Eventually, once on the highway, his hand slipped between my legs. I at first attempted to maintain composure - traffic was heavy and not moving too fast - but it wasn't long before I had my tits out, squeezing my nipples HARD, and my legs spread with my feet on the dash. Seeing the shocked looks of realisation flash by in an instant was a massive turn on, but my lover kept telling me in an undertone that if I came before we got to Melbourne he'd leave me on the side of the road, naked, to find my own way back.

His threat was enough to hold my climax back until we were back on St Kilda Road. We returned his housemate's car with an unmistakable musty odor and a wet patch in the passenger seat, both too delirious to fuck again for the rest of the day.