Tesla Autopilot & Roadside Squirt Fuck- Luke Cooper X Valerica Steele
Title: “Tesla Tantric: Roadside Squirting with Autopilot”
The sun hung low in the amber sky, casting a warm glow across the quiet backcountry road. It was the kind of day that begged for an adventure – or perhaps a bit of naughty mischief. Luke Cooper and Valerica Steele were in the mood for the latter.
As the sleek silver Tesla glided down the deserted thoroughfare, Luke’s eyes darted to the curvy brunette beauty in the passenger seat. Valerica’s voluptuous figure was barely contained by a snug white tank top and denim cutoffs. She caught his hungry gaze and smirked, arching a perfectly shaped eyebrow.
“Autopilot engaged. Why don’t you take the reigns, hot stuff? Let’s see what kind of moves you’ve got,” she purred, trailing a manicured nail down his thigh.
Luke felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body at her touch. He flicked a switch, and the electric mode engaged with a gentle hiss. The car slowed its autonomous progress and coasted to the shoulder.
Valerica leaned over, her ample cleavage threatening to spill out of her scanty top. She planted a wet kiss on Luke’s neck before whispering into his ear, “I always wondered how it felt to ride in one of these babies. But I’d much rather ride you.”
Her nimble fingers worked open his zipper as she clambered into his lap. Luke gasped as her molten heat enveloped him in one smooth stroke. She began to move, undulating her hips in sinful waves as she rode him hard and fast.
The Tesla hummed along the roadside, a modern update to an ancient dance as old as time. The contrast between the futuristic vehicle and the primal lovemaking was intoxicating. Luke thrust up to meet her downward plunges, his large hands gripping her round bottom.
“Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?” Valerica gasped, her bare chest heaving with the force of their coupling. Without waiting for a response, she peeled off her tank top, revealing pert, full breasts topped with dusky nipples. Luke leaned forward to take one rosy bud into his mouth, laving it with his tongue.
The engine purred like a contented cat as the raucous ruckus inside became too much to contain. Each slap of flesh against leather gave way to breathless moans and a gravelly grunting that echoed in the cockpit.
Valerica’s body began to tremble, her velvety walls clenching around Luke’s rigid shaft. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna squirt,” she warned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
That was all the invitation Luke needed. He pounded into her relentlessly, hitting that sweet spot that made her squeal with pleasure. Suddenly, Valerica’s back arched as pleasure ripped through her body. A flood of her sweet nectar gushed out, drenching their joined bodies and soaking the leather seat.
Luke wrapped his arms around her quaking form as he gave a few more errant thrusts, prolonging their mutual climax. Finally, he slumped back into his seat, chest heaving. Valerica collapsed against him, a dazed smile playing across her lips.
As they caught their breath, an easy camaraderie fell over them. They cleaned themselves up and redressed, stealing heated glances at each other. Luke cranked the car back into gear and eased off the forgotten shoulder.
Their little tryst would have to do for now. But as they sped off into the horizon, the promise of many more bouts of daring, electrifying sex hung in the air like a delicate pheromone cloud. Lucky Luke and Valerica had a long journey ahead of them, and the Tesla’s autopilot ensured they’d get there – and have a damn good time en route.
