My First Car BJ

I had started getting quite a few matches on Tinder by this point, and it was kind of difficult to weed through them all to find someone that wasn’t a complete asshole. Granted, I just wanted to meet them for a few hours, but that doesn’t mean I want to reward someone who doesn’t deserve it.

I was still chatting with 3 or 4 guys pretty closely, and Oliver asked what I was doing that night. It was Saturday afternoon, I was at work, and I had absolutely nothing going on that night. We agreed to meet up at a bar, one I hadn’t ever been to, but it was pretty close to work so that helped a lot. I didn’t get off until 9:30, and we met up right after. He was there when I got there, and he looked exactly like his profile pictures so it wasn’t difficult to spot him.

We sat at a booth and started chatting. This time I couldn’t pretend that I was from out of town or anything, so it was a lot easier to keep things straight. I was working a holiday temp job which was ending in another few weeks, so I didn’t feel like I had to hide where I worked or anything.

Soon, the conversation turned quite sexual. We talked about everything. It was kind of refreshing to get off my chest about how my ex and I hadn’t really been into sex, we were both just mainly co-parents. He told me how his parents had divorced pretty much the moment he moved out, so it was obvious that they had stuck it out just for him. That me realize that we finally did the right thing by separating. The kids seem happier now that both myself and their father are happy, even though it means bouncing between two households that are much smaller than they were used to.

We talked about his past partners and what he liked. I don’t know why, but hearing some of his stories turned me on. At one point I asked what his favorite experience was, and he told me that right out of high school, his girlfriend gave him a blowjob in his car outside of her house, just a few houses over, after a date. They didn’t have anywhere else to go, didn’t want her dad to find out, so they stopped before they made it back.

The conversation went on for a few more minutes, and then the bartender came over to ask what else she could get for us, and I declined, knowing that I needed to drive. He looked at me and asked if I’d like another, or if I wanted to get out of here. I smiled and nodded toward the door, indicating I was ready to leave.

He settled our tab and I tried to hand him some cash but he refused. We walked out the door, and as soon as we got out there, he pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. It was passionate and unexpected, and he didn’t use as much tongue as I had recently become used to.

After a few minutes of making out like what felt like teenagers, he asked if we could go back to my place. I told him we couldn’t. I didn’t want anyone knowing where I live yet, mainly to protect my kids in case something happens, or he gets clingy, etc. I asked him if we could just go to his place, and he kind of chuckled and said it wasn’t an option either, kind of with a sad, embarrassed look. I think he might still live with his parents, or maybe he has annoying roommates.

He looked disappointed. I grabbed his hand and said I had an idea. I walked him back to my car and I got in, he got in the passenger seat. I didn’t know where I was going, but I figured I’d know when I saw it. He asked where we were headed, and I told him it was a surprise.

I only drove for maybe 5 minutes before I found the spot: the parking lot for a big commercial building that has multiple offices in it. There were a few cars sitting in the lot, either people working late on a Saturday or cleaning staff or maybe people who just left their cars there to go out for Friday night and never came to get them. I parked pretty far away from anything else.

I looked over at him, and I could tell he knew what was going on, but he was remaining cool and calm. He didn’t say a word, he just kind of smirked at me. I turned and started kissing him, we made out for another minute, and I started moving my hand down to his pants. He wasn’t hard at all, but after a few minutes of making out and playing with him over his jeans, he got pretty hard and kind of started pushing up into my hand.

I wanted to lean in and start sucking on him, but I don’t know how people actually do this around the center console. I stopped, opened up my door, and got out. He looked incredibly confused, but then I opened the back door and motioned for him to come join me. It was pretty funny how quickly he jumped out of the car and got in the back with me. We started kissing again, and I pushed him back against the door, so he was laying a little bit. I unzipped his pants and tried to pull out his cock, but it wasn’t working as smoothly as I had hoped.

He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, and then I was able to slide his pants down a few inches, getting the access I needed. I was on my knees on the floor mat so that he could lay across the seats of my car. I didn’t feel the desire to tease him as much as I did with Justin because we were out in public. This, to me, needed to be a quickie so we ran less risk of getting caught. I wanted to give him head, not go to jail.

That being said, I held his cock with my hand and then quickly let go as I went all the way deep. I did one nice slow suck all the way down and back up, gave a few sucks on his tip, and then just went up and down at a constant pace. He was loud, moaning and saying “oh fuck” about 20 times, before he quickly came. I think the whole blowjob must have lasted 3 minutes.

As he was cumming, I did the same thing I had with Justin, I just kind of kept sucking and eventually very slowly slid my mouth off, still holding his cock when I looked up at him and smiled. He told me he usually lasts longer, so he apologized and I laughed, telling him I was trying to make it quick so that we didn’t get caught.

I kissed his cock and gave the tip one more lick, and then I sat up on the seat so I could open the door. I got out and back into the driver seat while he was pulling up his pants and situating himself. He climbed into the passenger seat a minute later and told me it was incredible.

I asked if it beat the young blowjob he had told me about, in front of his girlfriend’s house, and he laughed and told me it was ten times better, that this takes the cake for the best experience of his life. He asked me how he could thank me, if he could get us a hotel for the night or if we can go somewhere else. I just smiled and told him that him telling me it was the best experience of his life was all I needed.

I drove away, assuming that any second a security car would be driving in, or a cop car with its lights flashing would be rushing in like in every single movie but nothing like that happened. The only motion was that of a few cars here and there on the road.

We drove up to the bar and he asked if we can meet again. I told him that in all honesty I was just looking for a night of fun, and that maybe we can do it again after some time has passed, but as I had told him in all of our messaging that I didn’t want a relationship.

He said it was cool with him, he’d love to do this whenever and to keep his number. I told him it was getting late and that I needed to get up early tomorrow, so he got out and got into his car and I drove away.