Car Wash
Tom moved quickly around the kitchen. He filled up a bucket with water which he dragged outside to his car and let it sit until he got some soap. Jasmine sat on the front porch swing and watched him with interest. She watched as his muscles flexed each time he moved the heavy bucket of water. Every time he wiped sweat from his forehead. Every time he touched himself. She smiled at him as he took off his T-shirt. He seemed oblivious to her presence which was good because, that way, she could watch him inadvertently and not get any trouble from him.
He trekked through the grass and turned on the water hose before he dragged it to the car where he aimed it at the vehicle. He sprayed water over the car. It was a hot summer day and Jasmine sipped her iced tea as Tom sprayed some of the running water onto his body. The sun glistened in his hair and on his chest. She watched at the way his hips twitched and stretched.
He soaped up the car and was watching the suds slide down the windshield. He chuckled and played with them for a while. He looked over at Jasmine. "C'mere."
She looked surprised. She didn't know he could see her. "Why?"
"I wanna play in the water."
"Oh no you don't. I have a white shirt on."
"Oooh... even better."
"Tom!"
Before she could get up, he ran after her and snatched her around the waist. She laughed as he tickled her and dragged her from the porch to the driveway where his still unwashed car sat. He handed her a sponge and she laughed. "You want me to wash it?"
"Wax on. Wax off, baby."
She laughed and threw the sponge at him. He aimed the water hose at her but hit the car with the cool water instead, although some of it rained in her hair. She shook her head and put her hands on her hips. Water dripped from the bottom of the car. Tom threatened her with the hose and she ducked but it was too late. He had gotten her wet. She covered her chest but he came sluggishly toward her. He left the hose to run over the car. It spilled over the side and onto her as he pinned her and thumbed her erect nipples.
She groaned at the feel of the wet coolness and his thumbs. Her nipples went harder under his palms and he seized her lips. She ran her hands across his wet body. The waterfall from the hose cascaded down her body and he desperately clung to her breasts. He was surprised to see she had no bra on. He released the kiss, smiled and pulled the shirt from her body. He took her cold, hard nipples into his warm, inviting mouth.
She wanted him. She wanted him right then. Her center ached and throbbed for him. Her hips rocked against him and he took the invitation and made a trail with his tongue down to her shorts and removed them.
He looked up at her with his big brown eyes and grinned. He drank the water falling down her body and fingered her clit teasingly. It swelled and pulsated at his touch. He sucked water from her naval. She cried out.
"I want you." She whispered barely audible.
He spread her legs further apart and inserted two fingers inside of her and wiggled them around. With his mouth, he took her pink flesh and sucked on it, hardening it. She gasped and watched as he drank her, licked her. He ate her. She watched his tongue move from side to side and his eyes fill with joy when the orgasm hit her. He stood up and kissed her. She smelled herself on his breath. She touched his erection and he groaned in delight and surprise. She squeezed it and her mouth rumbled with his reaction.
He let go of his kiss. "You want that?"
"I want it."
He leaned in closer. "You want my dick, Jasmine?"
"Oh God, Tom ..."
"I'm so fucking hard right now."
"Fuck me."
"You want me to fuck you?" He asked, dry humping her.
She yanked at the button of his pants and pulled his zipper down. She fumbled for his penis until she had it in her hand. She pumped it. "Fuck me, Tom. Give it to me."
He moved closer to her, making the water running fall on him. He pushed her up further on the car, wrapped her thighs around him and obeyed her request. She felt a rush go up her spine when he entered her and her toes curled under. She was very wet and very needy. His body hammered into her and she grabbed his buttocks and squeezed them, listening to his groans and grunts. She felt him move deeper into her. She clawed his back. He growled low in his throat. Lower than she knew he could.
She could see their reflection in the window of the house and watched him as he moved. His hips pumped her and his head was buried in her shoulder. He kissed her neck and her shoulder blade. He bit her and she let out a yelp. He pulled his head up and looked at her. He was smiling. His eyes were wide. His mouth was crooked. But he was smiling.
He grabbed her hips and snarled. "Baby..."
She cocked her head and pleaded. "Cum for me, Tom!"
"Oh Jasmine." He yelled out.
She felt as the muscles in his arms tensed up and coaxed him further into her as she squeezed her walls around him. That was enough for him. He came with a loud grunt. His eyes clenched tightly together and he let out the most erotic sound she had ever heard. He looked at her. Smiled. Kissed her softly. He was satisfied.
The water hose spun off the roof and onto the hood. They both laughed and Tom pulled out of her. His erection had gone soft and slid out of her. He pulled his pants up and she dressed. He looked at her and pouted.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"I want more."
"Oh no, you wash the car and I'll be inside making more tea." She said but, as she walked away, she grinned like a Cheshire cat.