Cameron Dallas Smut

Car sex

It was pouring rain, today of all days I thought it would be a good idea to walk to work.

The rain came out of nowhere, leaving me drenched as I walked through the doors of the cafe. I walked to my locker, pulling out an extra pair of clothes to change into.

I walked into the bathroom, forgetting to lock the door behind me. I was facing the furthest wall from the door, as I was undressing, my coworker Cameron opened the door.

Startled, I jumped and turned around, covering myself up with a t-shirt. He looked at me in awe, not taking his eyes off me once.

"Are you just going to stand there or..?" I asked, becoming annoyed and impatient.

He didn't say anything, just closed the door behind him and kept taking steps towards me. I stepped back, until I was up against the wall and couldn't move anymore.

"You have a really nice body." He admitted, pulling the shirt I was using to cover myself, down.

He admired my body, since nothing was covering it anymore. Something came over me, and I didn't feel like telling him to leave the room.

He grasped my breasts, leaving me to gasp at his unexpected movements.

His right hand trailed down my body, he touched every curve possible. He brought his head down to mine and began kissing my neck.

"I want you, Y/N. Right now." He said quietly.

"What's stopping you?"

He pulled away.

"Get dressed." He said firmly, his tone warned me not to ask questions.

I did as I was told, he pulled me out of the bathroom by my hand.

We got out of the building unnoticed, he practically dragged me to his car, very impatiently might I add.

He pushed me up against the back door of his Honda Santa Fe, kissing down my neck. He struggled to get his keys out of his pockets, but once he did I was thrown into the back seat of his car, with no hesitance.

He climbed in on top of me, slamming the door behind him. My shirt and bra were removed within the first minute, along with his shirt and pants.

Next was my leggings and thong, and his boxers. He spread my legs apart, getting ready to slam in.

"Are you on the pill?" He asked, generally concerned, I nodded and his length was in me shortly after.

He would thrust in, and take himself almost all the way out, making my warmth feel ecstatic.

We did every position possible, from missionary to backseat driver.

"Round two?" He asked, after a few minutes of us catching our breath, "I've been wanting to do this to you for a long time."

All I did was nod. This was definitely the best sex ever, and I definitely would not mind a second round.

I grabbed him and pumped, slowly at first but gradually getting faster. His moans were all over the place, I began bobbing my mouth over his head, sucking and nibbling gently.

He soon came in my mouth, "uh uh, Y/N. Don't think about spitting it out. Swallow."

I did as I was told, and a "yes, Cameron" followed.

He moved his passenger seat as far forward as possible, so he could reach my cunt easily.

Once that was accomplished, his fingers grazed my folds for a few antagonizing minutes, warming me up.

He slid one finger into my slit, and then two, three shortly after.

His pumps became faster by the second, I was in too much euphoria to notice the pain of the back seat stuck to my skin.

He hooked his fingers, and that's when I came.

All I could think about after is how thankful I was he had tinted windows.