#andrewcodyedit

baby likes it messy yeah she loves to cause a scene touching me in public like she wants the world to see..

you and pope were very cozy, tucked into your usual back corner booth at deran's bar. it was a packed night tonight, which you were definitely using to your advantage. not just as a cover for all the things you were doing to pope, but for the thrilling risk of it all as well.

your hands were very busy currently; one inconspicuously tucked in between your own crossed legs underneath the table, your fingers slowly rubbing into your soaked panties. your other was pressing atop the growing bulge within pope's jeans, groping him in such a way it'd appear as if you were just rubbing his thigh, rather than the thick mass aching to be touched beneath your fingers.

"i'm sooo wet right now andy.. wish you could feel me..." you hum softly into pope's ear, your warm breath following the rising heat creeping up his neck and into his cheeks. to anybody else in the bar, you two looked like any other drunk and horny couple; pretty close for public's sake but other than that everyone let you be. you weren't exactly drawing crazy amounts of outward attention, that is if no one looked any closer than a passing glance.

it was pope's turn to speak, his jaw tight and working against himself as he stifled the heavy pants and moans threatening to spill out. "you want it so bad, get up and head out to the car then. before somebody sees..."

you bite back your smirk, turning your head towards pope to look up at him through your lashes, focusing mainly on his lips. "so eager, hmm..?" you whisper softly, only then do you finally move to press a kiss there, his lips parting slightly as yours meet his. your previously occupied hand trails up from your skirt, moving to hold pope's jaw as you press a few more slow pecks into him. aware of the subtle leftover moisture from your panties left on your fingers, you smiled into the final kiss, no doubt leaving some of your slick along pope's jaw and with it the scent tugging at the longing ache from your touch.

i want to kiss you on the mouth, take my tongue and lead it southbound..

you both barely make it out to the car before pope has his hands and mouth all over you, pulling his body against yours as your front presses into the cool metal of his car. any other time, pope would never be caught partaking in such heavy petting out in the open like this. but between the alcohol and the possibility of you two getting caught, he thought maybe he could handle a few racy moments tucked between the cars as some of the only people in the parking lot.

pope's mouth was hot and hungry now, leaving open-mouthed kisses all along your jaw and neck. your hands were pressed against the glass of the back passenger's side door, countering pope's ruts into your ass and needy hands palming at your covered breasts and ass.

"get in the car-" he grunts into your ear, your hair brushing across his cheek as he snakes his hand around your hip and starts to explore up and underneath your skirt, "or i'll fuck you right out here.."

of course you did as you were told, now straddling pope's thighs in the back seat as he groaned into your mouth, only pausing to strip you of your top up and over your head, now focus on moving his mouth down to your breasts.

baby put some faith in me, put your waist in my face come on violate me, i want you to violate me..

your skirt sat bunched up near your hips now, your thong digging into the plush skin of your ass as you ground your aching clit down on to pope. his cock was practically begging to be freed from his jeans, the thick bulge now paired with a wet spot near where the tip of his dick would be.

he confirmed your assumptions then, his hands moving from your hips down to working at his belt. "hurry andy.. fuckin' need it sooo baddd.." you whine, all breathy and soft into his mouth as you press hurried kisses against his lips. and you weren't lying, you could feel your clit throbbing from the lack of stimulation now that pope was undoing his jeans. you bit your lip as he replies in a loud groan, a frustrated noise, like his hands couldn't move quick enough to free himself from his pants and boxers.

when pope's dick does finally spring free from his clothes, you press up onto your shins, your hand coming down behind your ass to guide pope's dick towards the need of your soaking folds. you let out an airy sigh as you sit up, feeling pope's mouth start to wander across your waist now that it was within reach, his hands sliding up your thighs to your ass to support you.

"oh fuck!" you cry out, your words met with a shaky sigh from pope as you slip yourself down onto his dick. tears spring to your eyes as the fullness within you is almost too much to handle. after having teased yourself for ages within the bar, the sensation was equally inviting and overstimulating in the best way possible.

you can sense the car start to rock slightly as pope can hardly hold himself back from pounding up into you. he begins picking up his pace and getting to the speed he and his dick so badly craved, twitching inside you at the sight of your face and the sound of your moans. "come on.. fuck- ride it baby.. fuck yourself on my dick.." you let out a whiny yelp as pope's hand comes down hard on your ass, the loud smack coupling with the repeated plap plap plap filling the backseat.

you both can sense eachother's orgasms are drawing closer, your moans upping an octave while pope repeatedly grips and pulls at the tender marks on your ass as you ride him, trying to focus on anything but the sensation sending him closer and closer to release. you whine breathily out into the car, "want you- mmm t'fill me up andyyy.. fuck your cum in to me please!"

pope lets out an almost pained moan at your words, continuing to hold back, before suddenly sitting up and sliding you down to your back lying on the backseat. your words were almost enough to end him right there, so he figured he'd get the full use out of you that he had been chasing after.

and when pope finally did finish, his hot cum spurting deep into your pussy, he kept on going until you reached your own heated release. you were a mess, pope slowly pumping down into you as you both came down from your highs, the frothy cum of you both slicking his pubic hair and your inner thighs.

you knew how naughty you were being earlier would end up getting you into some trouble with pope tonight, you just hadn't quite pictured it being in the back seat of pope's car, 30 feet away from the entrance to deran's bar. but with how nasty and needy pope had been since you left, you might just have to do this more often! <3