I (F20) fucked my dad (M48) twice on the way home from cheerleading practice.

One day I was picked up late after cheerleading practice, and as soon as I got in the car, I knew my dad was having a bad day. My mom was a habitual cheater, and he struggled emotionally with it. He usually kept the front seat open so I could sit next to him. It was almost dark, so I didn't bother keeping my distance. I moved closer to him, not just in the middle seat. He put his arm around me. He hugged me at first, but he didn't let go of me. I asked, and he confirmed that my mom had left again. I put my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around him, hugging him tightly.

We hadn't even pulled out of the parking lot when he pulled up in the corner. It unzipped quickly, he unbuttoned his pants, and I pulled down my panties from under my skirt. We knew that if he turned slightly to the side, I could put one leg on his shoulder and the other around him, almost in a lotus position.

I was perpetually horny and hadn't had sex in days. I was already wet, and when his rather long cock was inside me, I rode it as hard and fast as I could. He grabbed my ass and helped me, lifting and pulling as I repeatedly sank my pussy down onto him.

I usually come easily, and I tried not to scream through the orgasm that erupted in the blink of an eye. It became difficult for me to continue, and Dad started pushing his cock into me. I held him tight, arching my back and almost limp, moaning and screaming into his neck.

Dad squeezed my ass tightly, furiously fucking me until I heard several throaty moans. I knew he was coming. I could only hold on to him, trying to catch my breath. We rested for a moment, panting. I kissed him, trying to slowly grind myself against him. We were both hot and sweaty from the long day, our skin sticky, and my hair was tangled in his stubble. I tried to squeeze my pussy hard as I climbed off him to keep his cum from spilling everywhere. I sat back down next to him.

On the way home, I stayed close to him. I fingered myself and even licked my fingers a few times to taste my juices mixed with his.

Dad couldn't take it anymore. He stopped again, backing into the deserted driveway before we went home to my brothers. We got out, and I leaned over the front seat, covered in dirt, and he fucked me from behind, his large hands gripping my narrow waist. I moaned into the dusty seat, clutching the corners of the cushion.

He became increasingly rough, my whole body sliding back and forth against the seat. I reached up to rub my clit, and his balls slapped against my fingers. I rubbed my clit vigorously, and he began to make noises, almost angry moans. I squeezed out another orgasm just before he started to come. He held himself deep inside me as he came again, grinding gently to take advantage. I stood up, grabbed my panties to keep the cum from running down my legs, and we went home. I kept his cum inside me through dinner and a few chores before I had to shower.