SITTING IN THE BACK SEAT OF MY CAR (Chapter 35)

Warren was sitting in his first-period class, listening to the announcements over the loudspeaker

"Mr. O’Brien will be having his annual Christmas Carol excursion on December 18^th."

"I think I’ll go," Warren said to Crash. "I went as a freshman, but didn’t go last year. I think you can bring guests, I’ll check with Mr. O. I’ll drag Sophia with me."

Crash grinned. "I’m not quite sure Christmas Caroling is Jessie’s thing."

Warren grinned back. "I’m quite sure it’s not."

The loudspeaker was still going. "Oh, and I have one more announcement. The administration would like to congratulate Junior class member Warren Kelleher." The class turned and looked at him. "Warren, along with his partner Sophia Daniels, competed at the Eastern Sectionals Figure Skating Championship this past week, and Warren and Sophia won first place in the Junior Ice Dance division. This will allow them to complete in the national championships in January. Congratulations to Warren."

Everyone just stared at him. "Warren," his English teacher, Mr. Garelli, said," I didn’t know you were an ice skater."

"Very few people did," Warren said, chagrined. "Until now."

"That confirms it," Peter Dennis, one of the nastier kids in the class said, "You’re gay. I knew it. If you’re a figure skater, you must be gay."

"Well, considering the lovely lady that I skate with is my girlfriend, and has been for almost two years—not hardly!"

"Oh, yeah, like you have a girlfriend," Peter smirked. A couple other kids echoed the sentiment.

Warren just smiled, and didn’t say anything. But Crash did. "Oh, yeah, guys, he’s got a girlfriend, all right. In fact, he and Sophia introduced me to my girlfriend. He and Soph had been going out for a long time."

"I’ll believe that when I see it," Peter declared.

"Oh, believe me, Pete, you don’t wanna see it. If you do, you’ll eat your shorts." Pete just looked at him. Crash continued, "I’m telling you, as an impartial observer, Sophia is a first-class grade A babe."

"Yeah, riiiiiiigggghhht."

"OK, I think that’s enough about Warren’s lovelife," Mr. Garelli interjected, to general laughter. "Can we get back to Hawthorne now?"

A bunch of kids were outside at the end of the day, waiting for busses and rides and such. Warren and Crash were among them, as was Peter Dennis.

"Oh, wow—look at that!" Dave Ingalls, another classmate, exclaimed. "What a gorgeous babe."

"You got that right," Sean McHugh agreed. "How did a beauty like that get here at our wonderful all-male school?"

"Looks like she’s looking for someone," Dave said.

"Well, of course she is. She’s looking for me." Peter smirked. "Watch, boys, and learn—the well-known Dennis charm is about to work its magic."

Just then, Warren looked at the girl who had caused all the commotion. "Hey, it’s Sophia. HEY, SOPHIE! OVER HERE!"

Peter Dennis stopped dead in his tracks.

"Warren? There you are!" Sophia ran up and gave Warren a big kiss, to the dumbstruck awe of the knot of guys gathered around. "Hi, Crash!" Crash waved to her.

"Well, hello, Pookie," Warren said, surprised. "What on earth are you doing here?"

Sophia smiled, and withdrew a small piece of plastic from her pocket book. "Surprise!"

"You got your license? I didn’t even know you had the test scheduled!"

"That’s cause I wanted to surprise you. I am officially a licensed driving babe. C’mon, the car’s down in the lot." They walked off hand in hand. "See ya, Crash," they both said.

Peter Dennis had to pick his jaw up off the ground. "That….. gorgeous specimen is Warren Kelleher’s GIRLFRIEND?"

"And his ice skating partner." Crash confirmed. "Told you."

"Oh my fucking head."

Sophia and Warren drove around for a while, and then got some supper. They both called their parents, and then did some more driving. It was wonderful, to be able to drive around, have freedom to go wherever.

Suddenly, Sophia turned down a dirt road.

"Where we going, Pookie?" Warren asked.

"Trust me, Snugglebear. I know a spot."

They drove down the road for a while, and then it came to an end in a knot of woods. Sophia pulled into a spot, hidden from the road. It was completely secluded.

Sophia turned the car off. "Into the back seat, Studmuffin."

Warren just laughed. "You turned the car off. Won’t it get cold in here in a while? It’s pretty cold out."

"That’s half the fun. See if we can heat each other up before the temperature drops." Sophia giggled She climbed into the backseat. "I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time. Beds might be more comfortable, but back seats of cars are more exciting."

Warren giggled, and, not thinking he could jump over, got out of the door and came in into the back seat. "Are you excited, Sex Kitten?"

She just nodded.

Warren unzipped her coat, and slipped his hand up under her sweater. "How excited are you, Sex Kitten?"

"ooooooooh, very" she moaned, as he undid her bra and grasped her breasts firmly.

"I wonder how more excited you can get," Warren teased, as he undid the button on her pants, and pulled them down. His fingers made contact with her pussy. She was soaking wet. "My God, Pookie, you are excited."

"I’ve been thinking about this the whole time we’ve been driving around. OOOOOOoooooOOOOOHHHH!" she moaned as Warren’s fingers entered her. He lifted her shirt up with his free hand, and started sucking on a breast. "OohhhhhhhhWARREN!" she gasped, as she grabbed his head and held it against her breast while he nibbled and tongued her. "Oh, baby, I think you’re excited too, you’re aggressive tonight."

"You ain’t seen nothing yet."

An hour later, Sophia was completely out of her mind. He had fingered, and then tongued, her to more orgasms than she could count. At one point she had steered him into a 69, and she blew him an orgasm so strong that cum had leaked out onto her chin, neck, and tits.. She knew that they were in a very secluded place, but just the thought that they might get caught had apparently pushed them both over the edge. Restrained, gentle Warren was more aggressive than she had ever seen him, and, tonight, it was just what she wanted. For her part, she was on fire. They had been in a car with no heat in 30 degree weather for an hour, and neither of them had even noticed.

As Warren’s magnificent tongue brought her to yet another orgasm, Sophia exploded. "WarrenWarrenWarren I want you. I want you in me now. Warren, fuck me! Fuck me now! I need your big cock in me and I need it now! WARREN, FUCK ME! PLEASE! FUCK ME!"

Warren was, himself, on fire, and hearing Sophia talk like this—she usually moaned and screamed, but not these words—turned him on more than ever. He climbed up and got himself into position, as Sophia kept up begging.

"Warren, oh, please, put it in me. Fuck me, I want you to fuck me, pound it in me, please Warren, your Pookie needs a good fucking, oh God, fuck me now……."….and Warren, who usually was slow and deliberate, rammed into Sophia with one brutal stroke.

"Warren fuckmefuckme now now fuckmeAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"

Sophia was so turned on that on his first, brutal, pounding stroke, she came so hard she almost fell off the car seat. Warren stopped as he bottomed out, trying not to get thrown off his bouncing, spasming girlfriend.

She came down a bit, but she was still on fire. Her voice was a low growl. "Oh Warren, fuck me now, fuck me, POUND ME. POUND IT INTO ME! Oh, God, Don’t STOP. Oh, Pookie needs a fucking, Warren, HARDER! HARDER! oOooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh FUCK ME! Ah! Ah! Ah! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Oh God Im’ CUMMMMIINNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!" She came down off of that orgasm, but she still wasn’t done. And neither was Warren. "OhGodOhGodOhGodMORE! FUCK ME, WARREN. HARDER! FASTER! Ooo ooo ooo oooo MORE! POUND THAT BIG FUCKER OF YOURS INTO ME, WARREN! HARDER! FUCK ME TILL IT HURTS! OH IT HURTS! HARDER! HARDER! FUCK ME HARD, WARREN, FUCK ME TILL I SCREAM!!!!!"

Warren was pounding into her more viciously than he ever had before, at her coaxing, but the ceaseless pounding plus her dirty talk combined meant he wasn’t going to be able to hold out forever. He knew she was close again. He wanted to get here there before he went. Hmmm. Maybe if she was working on him, he should work on her.

"Cum for me, Sophia," he growled into her ear. "I want to see you cum again, Pookie. I want you to cum all over my cock. I want that gorgeous pussy of yours to feel it, Pookie, feel my cock pounding into you. Cum for me. I want it to hurt so good, I want you to cum all over me, I want to fuck you so deep that you cum so hard you pass out. Do you like this, Pookie? Do you like Warren’s big cock pounding into you like this? Cum for me, now, Sophia, I want to see you cum."

And that’s all it took. They both came. And it was explosive.

A few minutes later, Sophia realized where she was. They were in a tangle, half on the seat, half on the floor, arms and legs and body parts everywhere.

"Oh my God I think I passed out," Sophia said in amazement.

"And I don’t think you were the only one," Warren concurred.

"Oh, Warren. When you started whispering that you wanted to see me cum, I totally lost it. You never talk like that."

"ME? I’m not the one that said ‘Fuck me till it hurts’."

"Did I say that?"

"Oh, and a lot of other things. I have never seen you like this."

"And I’ve never see you like this." She got a wry grin on her face. "Oh, dear heart, I am going to feel this tomorrow."

Warren blushed a little. "I couldn’t control myself. You were egging me on, to a degree that I couldn’t believe."

"That was certainly as intense as it’s ever been. Hey, if I told you to fuck me till it hurts, I can’t blame you for following my instructions, can I?"

"I never knew you liked it rough."

"I never did. And, you are always so gentle—and I loved it that way—it never occurred to me to try it rougher, with you. I suppose I had to lose control like this for that to happen. But, believe me, dear heart, it was worth it. I have never cum like that in my life. I’m still not recovered."

Warren looked concerned. "But it hurts?"

"A little," Sophia smiled at him. "You were brutal. No, dear heart, don’t look like that—I begged for it, remember. I wanted you to pound the shit out of me, I needed you to. Like I said, it was worth it. But, yeah, I think I'm going to feel this one for a few days."

Warren slid down until his face was just about between her legs. "Kiss it better?" he joked.

Sophia just smiled at him, "Oh, Warren, I don’t think I could take that right now."

"Trust me, Pookie," he said, and put his face down between her legs.

"Warren, you just came in there!"

"I don’t mind," he said, and dove right in.

All the white-hot intensity was gone. Gentle Warren was back, and even more gentle than usual. There was no speed, no force—just his tongue gently massaging her overworked pussy. Instead of the white-hot passion she had felt earlier, his ministrations just made her feel tingly all over. And, when she came again, after a half hour, it wasn’t an explosion—it was a gentle thing, like being washed over by warm water.

"Oh, dear heart, that was magnificent," she said, sobbing a little.

"Still hurt?"

"No. No, you kissed it all better, my love. It’s still gonna hurt tomorrow, mind you,"—they both laughed—"but, tonight, I am in heaven."

"You’re right, Pookie. Back seats are fun, aren’t they?"

"Uh, huh." Sophia sat for a minute. "Warren, I want you again."

"I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I don’t think you could take it."

"So, we’ll do something different, then."

"What are you talking about?"

Sophia took a deep breath. "Warren, I want you to backdoor me."

Warren just looked at her. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," she was blushing a little bit. "I’ve always wanted to try it." She smiled at him. "Haven’t you?"

"With an ass like yours? Of course I have. But it supposedly hurts."

"Only at first. Now I will allow you to be gentle." They both laughed. Sophia reached into her pocketbook, and pulled out a tube of Vaseline. "Here. I usually don’t need this, since you make me so wet"—they both giggled—"but this time, I think you will." She hunched down on the seat, face down, and raised her ass in the air. "Warren, I couldn’t give you my virginity, but I dearly want to give you my anal virginity."

Warren lubed his member, and stuck his finger a bit way in her ass and lubed that up, prompting her to moan softly. Then he lined up the tip of his cock with her asshole, and pushed.

"AaaaaarrrrrRROOWWW!"

"Hurts? Soph, I don’t want to hurt you."

"It’s gonna hurt at first. Get it over with. Go slow, but PUSH."

Warren pushed, got a few inches in, and heard Sophia cry out.

"Sophie….."

"This is the night to play rough, isn’t it? Warren, just keep going," Sophia cried out through her tears.

He kept going, and gave thanks that he had already came twice, because, if he hadn’t, he knew he wouldn’t last in her tight hole very long. Sophia, for her part, was moaning in pain.

"That’s it, Sex Kitten. All the way in. You took it all."

"Oh boy DID I. OK, just rest there for a minute and let me get used to it."

"Still hurts?"

"Some, but it’s going away. Boy I feel FULL though, it’s very strange."

Warren sat there for a minute, fully buried in her ass, hands on her hips. He looked at her, all hunched over in front of him, face buried in the seat, and got an idea. "You know, this just won’t do."

"What?"

"Trust me, Pookie. Put your left leg down, off the seat, let your foot hit the floor."

"OK," she said quizzically, but did so. It made him slip a bit deeper. Then he slipped his hands around her waist and cupped her breasts.

"Sophia, I’m going to raise you up." He lifted, and her face and chest came off the seat, and Warren raised her in a vertical position. Her back was against his chest, his cock still buried to the hilt in her ass. He started massaging her breasts, and then started kissing and licking her neck.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhh," she moaned. "Warren, you’re a genius. Will this work?"

"Still hurt?"

"No, not really. In fact it feels good, you up in there like this."

"Good, then let’s find out if it works." He nibbled on her neck while his hands worked her breasts over, and he slowly slid almost all the way out of her ass, and then slipped back in.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhh. Oh yeah. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Oh my God. OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH" she started moaning, as Warren gently started to plow in and out of her ass, all the while keeping his attention on her neck, face, and tits. They got into a steady rhythm, her ass thrusting back to meet his cock.

"Oh my God. I think I’m going to cum again, and nothing’s even touching my pussy!"

"Really?"

"Oh, man, this feels fantastic. Ooooh. Ooooooooohhhh. OhmygodOhmygodOhmyGodOOOOOOHHHH. OOOOOOOHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" And with that, Sophia came, for the first time in her life without vaginal stimulation. It was incredible. And the spasms shooting from her pussy into her asshole clamped down on Warren’s dick, and made him explode into her bowels.

She didn’t collapse, much to her surprise. She didn’t want to. Warren, having gone completely soft after the exertions of the evening, slipped out of her rear end, but they stayed in the same position—kneeling, with Sophia’s back to Warren’s front, his hands on her breasts, her hands on top of his hands, his face in her neck. They stayed that way for many minutes, as they both caught their breath.

"Oh my heavens," Sophia said, finally. "That is the best sex we have ever had, and that is saying a lot."

"So, how’d you like getting backdoored, Pookie?" Warren said with a grin.

"I heard it would hurt quite a bit, but then be good. I didn’t think it would be that good. That ain’t the last time you’ll be sticking my ass, I can promise you that."

"I hold you to that promise." They both laughed. Warren looked around. "Boy, what a mess."

Sophia just laughed and reached under the seat. "I came prepared," she said as she withdrew a few towels from the seat. She took one and tried to clean up the seat, and Warren took another one to clean up Sophia, much to her delight. She took the third one and threw it over into the front seat. "I think I’ll need to put that one under me, because my ass is leaking," she laughed. Warren grabbed his clothes and started getting dressed. Sophia put her bra on, and her shirt. She looked at her panties, which were soaked, and looked at herself, still leaking out of her pussy and ass, and said, smiling, "Why bother?" She threw the panties at Warren, who, much to her bemusement, slipped them into his pants pocket, and slipped her skirt over her bare ass.

"I hope my mother isn’t waiting up for me," Sophia said after they had driven for a few minutes.

"Think she’d notice something?" Warren teased her.

"Oh, NO, dear heart. Why would she notice anything? I’m sure I’ll be walking bowlegged, cum is dripping down my leg, and I’m most likely going to walk in the house bareassed covered by a short skirt, because somehow I doubt I’m getting those panties back."

"You’re right. I’m keeping those as a memento."

"That’s very romantic, in a lusty animalistic kind of way." They both laughed. "Of course, my mother knows we’re doing it, and probably figured that we’re doing it now, but I can do without her little comments sometimes."

Warren just laughed. "Do you know how much I love you?"

"Easy to say, after great sex." Sophie teased

"True. Which is why I try to say it more often than that."

Sophia got a serious look on her face. "I always love you. I know you always love me. But I worry about how you feel about sex."

"What do you mean?"

"Look, I would be deliriously happy if I never had sex for the rest of my life with anyone other than Warren Kelleher. But I don’t think you could feel the same way, no matter how much you love me."

"WHAT? What are you talking about?"

Sophia got serious. "Look, Warren. I know how good the sex is, because I have some basis of comparison. But how do you know? I’m the only one you’ve ever had. How do you know that there isn’t someone you’d enjoy it more with?"

"That’s crazy. Have I complained?"

"No, but……Warren, I think you should find someone else to have sex with. I can wait, I can allow you to find out for sure. I can do that. If you don’t explore, you’ll never find out for sure. I want you to find out."

Warren got silent for a minute. Then he said, in a very tight voice, "Sophie, pull the car over at the first opportunity." She did so, finding a deserted parking lot in front of a closed store.

"Sophia," Warren started, "I must have done something very, very wrong."

"WHAT? No, of course not."

"Yes, I have. Look, I’m not as vocal during sex as you are. I’m just not. It’s not my nature to be so. I’m restrained by nature. I keep my passions under wraps to a degree. I thought I had showed them to you well enough, but it is clear to me now that I was wrong."

"Warren, no, I didn’t mean……."

"Sophia, shut up and listen to me." She looked at him, startled. "I want you to listen to what I’m saying. I want you to remember it for all time. If I could find someone better in bed than you, it would not matter. Because, I would be dead of the largest heart attack in recorded medical history." Sophia giggled a bit at that. "Shit, you made me pass out tonight. I don’t think I could take more than that."

"I haven’t made this clear enough. You are fantastic in bed. I don’t need any basis of comparison. You’re inventive, you’re passionate, you’re willing to try new things. And I love you. What else do I need?"

"Look, I’m probably telling you something I probably shouldn’t, but guess what—guys compare notes." Sophia just looked at him. "I might not have any direct basis for comparison, but I’ve got some notes from the field. Look, I know you’re probably not thrilled that I sometimes talk about what we do with my friends. But, you know what? My friends have girlfriends, that they have sex with, and they tell me about that."

"Do you know what I hear? Oh, all she wants is the old missionary position, she won’t try anything new. Oh, she won’t go down on me, or she doesn’t let me go down on her. Oh, she’s a cold fish, no reaction at all, I don’t know if she even enjoys it. Oh, I suggested this and she said I was a pervert. And on and on and on."

"And they ask about you. And I might tell them a little. And I tell them the truth, I’m not exaggerating, and they look at me in undisguised awe. If I told them about tonight—which I don’t think I’ll do, because I’m not quite sure I could put it into words—they would beat me up with baseball bats trying to extract your phone number." Sophia laughed.

"I have absolutely no complaints about our sex life. None, none, none. And I only have one other friend that I’ve talked to that can say that."

"And his name, as you might have guessed, is Crash. Apparently Jess is something special, too." Sophia cracked up laughing at that.

Sophia looked at him, and asked, "So, what’s so special about me, then? Girls trade notes about guys, not other girls. Think of tonight. What would you tell them about tonight that would make them so envious?"

Warren thought. "Let’s see. In one night—you told me to fuck you till it hurts and you had multiple orgasms doing it, we had mutual oral sex, anal sex at your instigation and said you want to do it again, I lost track of how many times you came overall, you had one orgasm while I was backdooring you with no hands or other objects on your pussy, you screamed a couple of times loud enough to wake the dead, and we both passed out. Any one of these occurrences is rare enough to make my friends’ jaws drop. All of them? In one night? If I told this tale, and you walked the halls of St. Mike’s, you would be worshipped as the sex goddess of all time." Sophia giggled a little.

"We have the most passionate, most exciting, most stimulating, most joyous sex life that I could ever, in my wildest dreams, imagine. I don’t need anyone else. I don’t want anyone else, forever and ever, amen, thank you very much. You are my heart, my soul, my life, and you completely spin my head around in every possible way every time we have sex. You are it, Sophia Daniels, and, if I have my way, you will be it until the day I die. End of discussion."

Sophia leaned over in the seat, grabbed his face, and lovingly kissed him. She broke the kiss after a few long minutes, and said, "I love you so much. Thank you for saying what you did. I worry about it."

"Don’t worry about it. I am completely fulfilled." They smiled at each other. "And you have cum on your chin." Sophia exploded in laughter.