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Wheels squealed on the asphalt, and the engine hummed like a beast as the car raced down the road, chasing the setting sun on the horizon.
“Haha, isn't this fun!” New Jersey whooped, her hands on the wheel, guiding the car down the empty freeway.
“C-certainly is,” The Commander managed to grunt despite the inertia pushing him back into the seat.
He’s not sure how New Jersey got the car; he didn't remember anything about it for the race promotion they did. But she had one now and, as always, was all too eager to take him for a ride. Just the two of them, leaving their two children in the care of their comrades back at base for the night
The environment and road went past in a blur, their souped-up sports car easily annihilating any speed limits. He couldn't make out any details from the window, so he looked over to the most interesting thing he could see.
New Jersey was a sight to behold, especially in her Race Queen outfit, thigh-high boots that accentuated her squishy flesh, spilling out of the top, a thong around her hips and breast spilling out of her bra, she had all of her assets on display, and who could blame her, with a body like hers, it's no wonder she liked to show it off.
“Almost there,” New Jersey announced. They turned off the freeway and hit a hillside road, slowing down as she smoothly navigated them to the top. At their destination was a nice little lookout, no other cars in sight thanks to its out-of-the-way location.
“Stay there for now,” New Jersey told him, opening her door and walking around to him. He watched her sway her wide hips as she strutted to the passenger door.
“What's happening?” he asked once she opened it.
“What do you think?” New Jersey leaned down, giving him a view of her deep cleavage. She placed her hands on his legs and pulled him around, so he was sitting sideways on the seat, his legs out of the door.
“I can guess,” He said, watching as New Jersey squatted down to a familiar position, the orange rays of the sun going below the horizon illuminating her in a warm light.
“Aww, you know me too well,” She giggled, grabbing the hem of his pants. She soon had them unbuttoned and pulled down, freeing his cock.
“Ooh, that's what I like to see,” New Jersey cooed. She pressed her face against the base of his shaft, inhaling his heady musk.
“C’mon, little guy, you wanna get nice and hard for me,” she sweetly talked to his cock like it had a mind of its own. To some degree, it must have one, because blood was rushing down, making it hard. His cock grew on her face, going from covering half of it to shadowing the entirety of it.
“Oops, I guess you don't like to be called little, huh? Sorry about that,” New Jersey giggled. “Let me make it up to you.” She opened her mouth and licked up his length, leaving a tingling trail up to his tip. Pursing her plump lips, she gave it a tender kiss, almost like she was sharing her first kiss with a mutual crush. Her lips pressed on his tip, lingering for a tender moment before they left, leaving him twitching for more.
“Eh, you want another kiss, I don't know…” New Jersey turned her face away, but her eyes, full of wanting, were locked on his cock. “I suppose we can have another one.”
The Commander watched her have her fun, inwardly chuckling at the little show. He wasn't left amused for long, her lips coming over his cock, enveloping the tip and sliding down.
“Mmn, schrlp chu~” she suckled on his tip, eyes half lidded, and cheeks hollowed out, looking like she had a delectable treat in her mouth. She poked her tongue out and twirled it around his crown, stimulating his sensitive glans and sending a surge of pure pleasure up his spine.
“Jersey,” a tight groan left his lips as he leaned back, placing a hand on her head.
She had been acting so innocently before, but now she was going down on him like she'd been doing it every day. Her lips slipped further down his shaft, slowly swallowing more of it, barely slowing when it went past the back of her mouth and down her throat, muted gags and drool spilling past her lips. It made it slick and easy to take him to the base, her lips kissing his pelvis.
Her eyes gleamed, and her lips curved into a slight smile, looking as happy as she could be.
“Hmm,” her throat massaged his shaft, staying down on his dick where the air became scarce, tears pricking her eyes. Once spots began appearing in her vision, she slid back, giving her a moment to catch her breath before she went at it.
She went up and down, lips locked tight around his girth and sucking salaciously, spit making it slick. Her eyes were not looking up at him, but focused entirely on his cock. Head of blue hair a blur, bobbing at a brisk pace, the sensation of her lips sliding up and down his shaft setting him alight.
While she gave him head, she reached down and slipped her fingers under her thong, happily rubbing her pussy, the sensation getting her into the groove and entering an almost trance-like state of sucking cock.
“That's it, you love sucking my cock, you little slut,” he put a bit more pressure on the back of her head, not enough to stop her from moving, but reminding him of his presence.
“Mmrg, hmm,” New Jersey made a sound of acknowledgment, always happy to hear him talk dirty to her; it wasn’t like he was wrong, she loved going down on him, and judging by the innumerable loads that had been lost to her lips, he loved it too.
From the corner of her eyes, she could see his legs shudder, his grip on her head tightening, and hotter groans leaving his mouth. She knew his tells all too well; his climax was fast approaching, and she was all too happy to take it all.
Sinking her lips on his shaft, she buried her blue hair head into his crotch, throat locking his cock and squeezing his orgasm out of him.
His cock throbbed in her throat, and like water bursting from a dam, his seed splattered down her throat, thick and pasty; it stuck to her walls and clogged her gullet.
“Grrk, ulp,” New Jersey struggled to swallow it down, loud gulps stimulating his cock as she took it all to her stomach. Pulses from his cock preluded more loads that disappeared down her maw, her hot throat drawing out more ropes for her to gulp down.
The deluge of seed soon became more of a drip, letting her slide back on his cock until the tip was on her tongue, giving her a taste of the semen that spurted out. He bucked his hips to give her more, getting the last of her load onto her tongue because he knew how much she liked it.
“Mmn~” New Jersey popped her lips off and swallowed the seed on her tongue, giving him a sweet smile.
“Did you like that, honey?” she said, standing up and leaning towards him.
“How could I not?”
New Jersey laughed and moved forward, getting him to sit on the seat and getting into the car with him, straddling his lap.
Bit cozy isn’t it?” the Commander commented, the low car roof and compact cab had their bodies pushed together, her tits up against his face.
“We can make it more Cozy,” New Jersey murmured, reaching down and making the seat recline. His stomach lurched a little as he fell back, hands instinctively grabbing what they could, fingers finding themselves in the flesh of her hips.
“You know, I did say I would take you for a ride.” She giggled once he was down, sitting atop his waist.
“You did,” he replied, looking up at her.
“Hehe, hope you’re ready for it,” She winked and moved her ass back until it came in contact with his rock-hard shaft.
“Ooh, you’re always so hard for me,” she hummed. “Good thing I'm so wet for you,” she wasted no time, raising her hips over his cock and pulling her thong aside, exposing her dripping pussy. “That should make it easy,” she lowered her hips, getting the tip in, before dropping on him, taking his cock in seamlessly despite his size.
The hot, fleshy smack of her ass hitting his hips filled the car, reverberating in their ears.
“I love how big you feel inside me,” New Jersey sighed, lifting her hips again slowly before bringing them down. It was almost like the signal for a race, up and down once, then twice, and on the third go, she was off. Pounding her ass down on his dick like she had somewhere to be.
The Commander's hands found her ass, finding something to hold onto while she took him for a spin, his fingers massaging the flesh and sinking into her.
“Haha, Commander, do you like it more when I'm bouncing on you, or when you can do it from behind and see my ass shake?”
“What type of choice is that?” Obviously, he liked doing both, but it was hard to think of which one he liked more when she was driving him crazy.
“Haha,” She leaned down, her tits pressed against her chest, and her arms went around his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss. She made out and rode him at the same time, lifting her hips and bringing them down. The weight of her ass hitting his hips making the car shake, impacts that he felt through his cock.
“Hey, Commander,” New Jersey left his lips, a twinkle in her eye that the Commander knew meant she had something silly to say. “Are you a highway? 'cause I wanna ride you all night long.”
She rose up, looking at him with a proud grin.
He didn’t leave her feeling prideful for long. He bucked his hips up harshly, making her squeak and fall against his chest.
“D-didn’t you like that one?” New Jersey giggled, trying to remain composed even while he thrust his cock up into her, tip scraping her cervix.
The Commander’s answer came in the form of him squeezing her ass, spreading her cheeks to make it easier to ram right up into her. His dick drilled into her depths, sending a shock up her spine that had her temporarily short-circuiting.
“Oh!” her eyes went cross, and her tongue fell from her mouth. The Commander took the opportunity to take her tongue into his mouth, sucking on it and messily making out with her.
He devoured her moans and swapped spit with her, making her vision blur as he fucked her hard.
“Mmn, hah,” New Jersey gasped, hands pressing on his chest as she pushed herself away from him for a moment, strings of spit still connecting their lips.
“Commander,” she looked at him, all the previous humour and lust in her eyes had disappeared, leaving only a ovewehlming need. “Let’s make another baby,” she moaned, rubbing her body against him.
“You want another one,”
“I can't help it,” New Jersey giggled, leaning up from his chest, keeping her hips down and grinding back and forth on his dick. “I look at you, and all I can think about is how much I want you to knock me up. It’s your fault for making me feel this way, so take responsibility.”
“You really can't get enough, can you?” The Commander hissed, putting her hands on her wide hips.
“Nope, and I know you can't either.” She brought her hands down to her navel, right over her womb. “Cum in here and see what happens. I know you love seeing me pregnant.”
She wasn't wrong, which was why he doubled his efforts and thrust up into her harder.
She kept herself balanced while he moved beneath her, bobbing up and down with the rock and roll of his hips, the feeling akin to the waves on the open sea, except it felt a lot better having his rock-hard cock grinding inside her.
He gazed up at her, eyeing her breasts that spilled from her bra and down to her pelvis, her tight thong straining against her wide hips, pulled aside to let his cock disappear into her pussy as if it belonged there.
“God, you look so fucking hot in that outfit,” he groaned. He could feel his tip pushing against her cervix, the entrance kissing the tip of his cock as if promising him a reward if he gave her what she wanted.
“You say that with everything I wear,” she replied.
The Commander didn't have anything more to say. His head rolled back, and he bucked his hips, pressing his tip right against the entrance of her womb.
New Jersey cooed, his cock pulsed in her pussy, preluding the eruption of seed into her womb.
“Ooh, that's it Honey, pour it all inside me,” New Jersey shuddered. His semen flowed like lava into her, warming her to the core. She reached down and rubbed her clit, managing to make a small climax, her pussy squeezing him and eagerly guiding his seed into her fertile womb.
The Commander groaned at the pressure of her walls pressing onto his shaft. Heat constantly shooting up as he kept cumming inside her, painting her walls white until he ran out.
“You finished cumming inside me?”
“Yeah.”
New Jersey lifted her hips and quickly slipped her thong over her pussy, sealing his seed in her.
“Mmh, it feels so warm,” she hummed.
The Commander didn't let her bask in that warmth for long, reaching over and pressing a button on the car's console before grabbing New Jersey and pushing her out of the car.
“Let's go,” he said.
“Hehe,” New Jersey giggled, “You’re not done yet?”
“Don't think I’ll ever be done with you.”
The Commander took her to the back of the car, their bodies rubbing together, touching and kissing each other, making it a longer journey than it should have been. Getting to the open trunk, he bent her over into the back, her booty sticking out of the boot.
The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving them in the dim light of twilight, although the lights on in the car certainly helped with illuminating New Jersey’s hot body. Her fat ass cheeks were too perfect a target, he raised his hand and brought it down in a swift smack, branding his handprint into her skin.
“Ahh!” Commander,” she squealed, before looking over her shoulder at him with a cheeky grin. “Do that again, I wanna really feel it,” She shook her ass at him. It tempted out another slap off her ass, hand cracking against her cheek. Next, he pulled her thong aside and slammed deep into her pussy.
“Fuck,” New Jersey gasped, his cock pushing the air from her lungs and rocking her forth. She was quick to rock back, impaling herself on his cock and squishing her cheeks up against his ass. “Commander, don't you think you’re lucky being able to breed such a hot fuckbunny like me?” She goaded.
“Aren't you the one who loves being bred?” he said, reaching his hand over and tangling his fingers into her ponytail, pulling it harshly.
“Y-yeah,” she winced. “I don't know if I want a big family because I love being bred by you, or if I love being bred by you, so I want a big family.”
“Well, it doesn't really matter, as long as I get to pump you full of my kids,” the Commander stated, rearing his hips back, before driving them forward hard.
With his hand pulling on her ponytail and his hips clapping her cheeks, New Jersey was forced to arch her back and take it, moans spilling past her pretty pink lips and rising into the air each time his dick hit her deep.
“How many of them do you even want?” he asked.
“Ooh, ah… a–at least eight,” she managed to moan.
“Eight! Are you sure you can handle that many?” he let go of her ponytail and leaned over her, hands coming next to hers, and breath tickling her ears.
“Who do you think I am? I can handle anything,” she replied.
“I suppose there's only one way to find out,” he wrapped his arms around her, putting the full weight of his body on her back and started rutting into her.
“Commander,” New Jersey buckled beneath him, going from her hands to her elbows but still keeping herself balanced.
He rutted, short and sharp, tip hitting her sensitive depths, the entrance of her womb. His hands reached into her bra, greedily groping them squishy flesh and using them as handles to help fuck into her.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, I'm your little fuck bunny,” New Jersey giggled and moaned. “So breed the fuck out og me!” She bowed her head and her shoulders curled inward. He railed into her all fast and furious, repeatedly ramming his cock into her and giving her no chance to catch her breath. The constant sparks surging through her body were overwhelming, but she couldn't imagine anywhere else she would rather be buried beneath his bulk and getting a baby pumped into her.
The car shook with the movement of their bodies, the suspension accommodating them quite well. Fortunately, they were far enough away from other people, otherwise anyone could see their rears sticking out of the back of the car, not that that would stop them.
“Ooh, Honey,” New Jersey panted. His hot breath tickled her neck with each exhale and the sound of him grunting wormed its way into her ear. A turn of her head and his lips found hers, sliding together so they were devouring each other's grunts and moans.
They were completely addicted to reckless raw sex with each other, rutting like rabbits to expand their family further.
“Gonna cum soon, where does my little slutty fuck bunny want me to cum,”
“Inside, I want them wriggling into my womb and finding my egg, so I'm blessed with another beautiful baby,” New Jersey shuddered around him. She was close as well and knew that it would bring her to her climax if he came inside.
He thrust deep in her, heat rushing up his cock and spilling out into her pussy. He dragged his hips back, thrusting in a couple more times to try and fuck in deeper, determined to knock her up again.
New Jersey shuddered beneath him, walls seizing tight and the rush of climaxing going to her head, making her feel light. The sensation was exacerbated by his continuing to ram his dick into her even while he came, each time his tip hit her womb, she gasped and spasmed, wringing more out of him.
Eventually, he came to a stop, settling his cock deep into her. Only the sound of their heavy breathing filled the air, chests rising with each exhale and sweat cooling on their exposed skin. Despite the coldness in the air, the warmth between them was too sweet not to indulge in, staying in the same position for as long as they could.
… still, as nice as it was, the sun had gone down, and he wasn’t too keen on driving in the dark. He pulled out of her slowly, exiting with a pop and a trickle of seed.
He looked at her round cheeks before delivering a swift smack to one of them.
“Ooh!” New Jersey jolted from the shock of being smack. “Commander, you know if you do that, you gotta pump another load into me.”
“Hmm, how about we head back and continue in bed?”
“I guess we could take a break before we go back at it.”
“Good, I get to drive this time,” he said, walking around to the driver's seat.
“Only if you fuck me into the bed,” New Jersey exclaimed, walking to the passenger's seat on the other side of the car.
Once they were in the car, they were off, driving down the hill to the freeway, where he put the pedal to the metal, smiling as he heard New Jersey whoop beside him.