The car's tyres crunched over the gravel as Alex guided it into the secluded lay-by. My breath quickened, each inhale sharp and shallow, matching the thudding rhythm of my heart. Alex glanced at me, his nervous smile mirrored in my own flushed cheeks. This was it.

What had started as a joke had turned into an idea neither of us could shake. The thought of being watched, sent prickles of anticipation through me. My skin tingled as Alex switched off the engine. “Still sure?” he asked, his voice low and hesitant.

I nodded.

The lay-by wasn’t empty. A few cars lingered in the shadows. Alex cleared his throat. “Headlights first, yeah?” His words were steady, but his jaw tightened.

My fingers fumbled for the switch. “And then the inside light if we want them to watch.”

It took no time for shapes to emerge from the dark. A handful of figures gathered, their murmurs reaching us. “They’re new,” someone said, a hint of curiosity in their voice.

My hands trembled as I slipped off my top, the cool air brushing my bare skin. I shivered, goosebumps rising on my arms and chest. My small breasts, a source of self-consciousness, felt exposed, but Alex’s gaze was soft and steady. “Perfect,” he whispered, his admiration chasing away my hesitation.

As he undressed, his chest caught the light, chest hair adding a hint of definition to his build. The murmurs outside grew louder as we moved into the back, where the seats lay flat. 

Alex’s lips met mine, and the world outside the car seemed to blur, though the murmurs of the gathering crowd sharpened with excitement. When his fingers gently tweaked my nipples, a gasp escaped me, the sensation a perfect mix of sharp and sweet.

I could feel their eyes, shadowy and nameless, fixed on us, amplifying the thrill that coursed through me. I slid my hand down Alex’s stomach, his skin warm and smooth under my palm.

I wrapped my hand around his length, he tensed and a low groan escaped him, sending a shiver down my spine. I began stroking him slowly, savouring the feel of him, the whispers outside growing louder as the anticipation built.

Every sound we heard from outside, only fuelled our desire to put on a show. Alex groaned softly, his hips subtly rocking in time with my hand. His eyes met mine, dark and filled with hunger.

Feeling bold, I climbed over him to straddle his lap. The warmth of his arousal pressed against my thigh, sending sparks through my body. As I straightened up, my head collided with the low roof of the car.

“Ouch!” I yelped, clutching my head. We both burst out laughing, the tension breaking momentarily, leaving us tangled in a fit of giggles.

“Let’s try that again,” he said. With a playful smirk, he rolled us over, positioning himself on top. The atmosphere shifted, laughter melting into something deeper and hotter. His body pressed against mine, his tip teasing the slick folds of my labia, sending a shudder through me.

Alex’s gaze was locked onto mine, savouring the moment. The thrill of being watched, of being so exposed and yet so connected to him, made my pulse race.

He slid into me, his movements deliberate and unhurried at first. A gasp escaped my lips as his rhythm began to build, each thrust sending waves of pleasure rippling through me. My hands clutched at his back, his muscles flexing under my touch. The world outside the car felt unreal yet electrifying, but the faces pressed against the windows were unmistakable. They were watching, eagerly, their breaths fogging the glass.

We both moaned, the sound raw and uninhibited. "Fuck yes, Alex, yes, yes, yes," I cried out, my voice cracking with pleasure. "Oh god, that's so good!"

“Fuuuuck, Katie,” he growled, his pace quickening, the slap of our bodies filling the car. “You feel so fucking good. So tight.”

From outside we could hear the crowd, “Look at her go!” one voice exclaimed. “He’s really giving it to her,” another added. Their words sent a jolt of wicked thrill through me, heightening every sensation. Alex leaned down, his lips brushing my ear as he thrust deeper.

“They’re loving this,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. “And so am I.”

I arched my back, pressing into him as I moaned louder, my voice echoing through the small space. My orgasm built within me, a tidal wave of heat and pressure that had me writhing beneath him. Gasping breathlessly as my nails dug into Alex's back as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm me. "Oh god, Alex! Yes, yes, I'm going to cum!" I screamed, the sound echoing in the tight space of the car.

His rhythm never faltered, every thrust hitting the perfect spot to drive me wild. My body tensed, a quivering mass of sensation. I exploded. A cry tearing from my lips as waves of ecstasy rolled through me. My thighs clenched around him, my entire body trembling as I lost myself to the release.

Alex didn’t stop, his steady thrusts prolonging my orgasm, making every nerve in my body sing. When I finally began to relax beneath him, he pulled out, his hand wrapping around his length. He stroked himself quickly, his breathing ragged as his face contorted in bliss.

With a low grunt, he reached his peak, thick ropes of his cum splashing across my chest, my breasts, and my face. I bit my lip, my skin slick and glistening under the dim light. His chest heaved as he leaned back, his hand still gripping his shaft as he milked the last drops.

From outside, I could hear moaning, deep, guttural sounds of pleasure from the onlookers. I trailed a finger across my chest, glancing at Alex with a breathless grin. "Think they enjoyed the show?" I teased, my voice still shaky with exertion.

He laughed, leaning down to kiss me. “Not as much as I did.”