Car Wash Fuck (Sydney Sweeney)

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When I'm bored, I think of new ways to fuck my girlfriend.
My girlfriend is Sydney Sweeney.
We like to engage in voyeuristic acts from time to time.
Sneaking around trying not to get caught is fun enough.
That turns her on too.

We had already done it in several places.
Walmart parking lot, in cars and on balconies.
We fucked in the woods several times.
I was having a hard time thinking of a new place for us to fuck when Sydney gave me an idea.
It was a good thing we were already in the car and I was driving when she said it.
"Let's fuck in a car wash."

The idea was good.
Too good to say no.
"You're crazy," I said.
"Crazy enough to make you hard as a rock right now."

I drove us to a car wash down the street.
Somewhere with cars passing by to run the risk of us being seen.
Sydney unbuckled her seatbelt before I even parked.
Her hand slid around my pants.
"Gotta be quick once the brushes start," she said.
I had already pulled in and switched gears in the car.
The engine stayed on as I began to unbutton my pants and the zipper fly.
Sydney was already taking off her skimpy top and pushing her skirt and panties down.
She left her clothes down on the floorboard, not caring about them anymore.

The machine beeped as I inserted quarters.
I rolled the window back up as the wash began.
Water sprayed the windshield in rhythmic pulses.
Sydney climbed over the console, her skirt riding up.
Her bare thighs pressed against mine.
"Better hurry," she whispered, biting my ear.
I yanked my pants down to my knees.
Her fingers wrapped around me before the soap even hit the glass.
Sydney began to stroke my dick.
Making sure it was hard before she leaned over.

I helped her climb over me in the drivers seat.
It was a tight space, but she managed to get on top and sink my cock into her tight snatch.
"Just like that," I guided her.

Foam exploded across the hood in thick waves.
Sydney straddled me, grinding against my lap.
The car vibrated as rotating brushes descended.
Her nails dug into my shoulders.
"Fuck me before they see us," she gasped.
I lifted her hips and thrust upward.
Her back arched against the steering wheel.

Sudden water jets blasted the passenger window.
Sydney moaned louder, pretending the pounding water was my thrusts.
I gripped her hips tighter, driving deeper with each upward push.
Her tits bounced in my face.
I put my lips to her left nipple, sucking it.
The car rocked violently as brushes scrubbed the roof.

A silhouette appeared through the suds.
At first, it was a shape, then it became a person.
Some poor bastard at the vacuum station was staring.
Sydney saw him too—and rode me harder.
"Let that sorry mother fucker watch," she panted, biting her lower lip.
Her answering scream mixed with the whirring machinery as she moved atop me.
My cock pumping into her tight snatch nicely.

The car lurched violently as the brushes scrubbed harder.
Sydney's thighs tightened around my waist.
Her nails raked down my chest.
The stranger outside froze, his hose limp in his hand.
"YES! FUCK ME!!!!!"
Sydney was more excited now.
She pressed her tits against my face.
I sucked her right nipple hard enough to make her whimper.
The car wash roared around us like we were in some great big machine.

Water slapped down the windows in thick sheets.
Sydney's moans grew louder, competing with the machinery.
I grabbed her ass, lifting her slightly with each thrust.
Her pussy clenched around me like a vice.
The stranger finally dropped his vacuum hose.
It slithered across the concrete like a snake.
I didn't pay it no attention as Sydney's back was pressed into the steering wheel.

The car lurched forward as the conveyor belt dragged us deeper into the wash.
Sydney's thighs trembled around my waist, her breath hot against my neck.
"Don't stop," she said.
I kept going, thrusting upward to keep my dick moving in her snatch.
The brushes above us thumped rhythmically, matching the pace of my hips.
Her nipple slipped from my lips with a wet pop as she arched back again.
I didn't bother sucking the other one.
Instead I pinched her nipples before squeezing her tits fully.

Through the soap-streaked windshield, I saw the guy outside fumbling for his phone.
Sydney noticed too and let out a big laugh.
"Fucking film it, coward," she taunted, rolling her hips harder.
I moaned, Sydney pushed down harder on me.
"Let him film me as I CUMMMMMMMM!!!!!"
The car shuddered as the high-pressure rinse kicked in, water hammering the roof.
Her nails dug crescent moons into my shoulders when I bit her collarbone.
We were close and then it happened.
I came and shot my hot spunk deep inside her, venturing into her womb as Sydney came too.

The stranger's phone screen lit up blue against the frosted glass.
Sydney moved in dramatic slow-motion for his camera.
Her scream got lost in the machinery's roar.
My cum leaked down her thighs as the car lurched forward into the drying jets.
Hot air blasted the windows, fogging them completely.

She got back in the passenger seat and strapped the seat belt back on.
I shifted gears and we drove off.
Two strangers caught us.
One filmed, probably without any clue that he was seeing the most famous woman in Hollywood fuck in a car tonight.

END