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Bumblebee shot forward, tires screaming as he hit the open stretch of interstate. The world outside blurred into streaks of color—guardrails, trees, distant skyscrapers—while the engine roared like a living thing.
The speedometer climbed past 200 mph, then 250, the yellow Camaro rocketing along with perfect, autonomous precision.
Mikaela's eyes sparkled with pure adrenaline. She leaned across the center console, her hand sliding up Luke's thigh, fingers tracing the growing bulge in his jeans.
"I want to make this even faster, feel better," she whispered, voice husky over the growl of the engine.
With an experienced driver at the wheel, safety was never in question.
But considering Bumblebee's gender, Luke was inwardly reluctant.
However, facing Mikaela's enthusiastic invitation…
"Haah…" Luke glanced down at her, one hand leaving the wheel (unnecessary anyway) to thread into her dark, wavy hair. "Then get down here, beautiful."
In the end, he could only use the AllSpark to temporarily shield Bumblebee from sensing the car's interior, including touch, hearing, and sight.
Then, the two began an R-18 hentai-manga version of Fast & Furious on the highway!
Mikaela didn't hesitate. She unbuckled, shifted in her seat, and bent over his lap. Her fingers worked his zipper open with practiced ease, freeing his thick cock. It sprang up, already hard and heavy from the thrill of the drive and the sight of her flushed, eager face.
She wrapped her full, glossy lips around the head without teasing, sinking down in one slow, wet slide.
Luke groaned, head falling back against the seat as her warm mouth enveloped him. The car hit 280 mph; the vibration of the engine thrummed through the chassis and straight into his balls.
"Fuck, Mikaela… just like that."
His fingers tightened in her silky dark hair, guiding her rhythm—gentle at first, letting her set the pace.
She bobbed slowly, tongue swirling around the underside, cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Saliva coated him, dripping down to his base; every time she pulled up, strings of it connected her swollen lips to his cock before she dove back down again.
Fuck… she looks so hot.
Luke watched her, mesmerized. The way her long lashes fluttered against flushed cheeks, the little hums of pleasure vibrating around his shaft, the way her hair spilled over his thighs like dark silk—it was perfect.
He stroked the strands away from her face, thumb brushing her cheek as she took him deeper, throat relaxing until her nose pressed against his pelvis and her lips stretched wide around his thickness.
Outside, the world was a blur. Inside, there was only the wet heat of her mouth, the obscene sounds of her sucking, and the rising speedometer.
When Bumblebee pushed past 300 mph, Mikaela moaned around Luke's cock, the vibration sending sparks up his spine. She pulled off just long enough to gasp, lips shiny and red, "Luke, I-I think I'm ready…"
"Back seat. Now," Luke ordered, voice rough with need.
He hit the button to slide the driver's seat forward, and they tumbled into the spacious rear in a tangle of limbs and laughter.
Mikaela straddled him first, but Luke flipped her gently onto her back, spreading her legs wide across the leather.
He peeled her tight top up and over her head, tossing it aside.
Fuck..
Her perfect, full breasts spilled free—round and firm, skin glowing with a light sheen of sweat from the adrenaline and heat. Her nipples were already hard, dark pink peaks begging for attention.
Give me that~! Mnnm!
Luke leaned down, capturing one stiff nipple between his teeth. He nibbled gently at first, then harder, sucking until Mikaela arched off the seat with a sharp cry. The taste of her skin was intoxicating—salty-sweet sweat mixed with something uniquely her, warm and addictive.
He moved to the other breast, laving the nipple with his tongue, biting just enough to make her squirm.
Her waist was impossibly slim, curving in dramatically from her ribs to her flared hips—his hands spanned it easily, fingers digging into soft skin as he kissed his way down her toned stomach.
"Well… this is my first time, so I'm a little afraid…" Her skirt was already rucked up around her hips, panties pushed aside. She was soaked—her pussy plump and juicy, lips swollen and glistening with thick, creamy arousal that coated her inner thighs.
"This is your first time?" Luke asked, 'genuine' concern softening his voice as he looked up at her, making her heart flutter.
"Mmm-hmm."
Luke settled between her thighs, rubbing the head of his cock through her slick folds until she whimpered. "You sure you want your first time inside a car?" he asked, voice low.
"Yes—please, Luke. I've always liked cars… and I want you… I want you to take my virginity…"
"Shh~ I get it."
He pushed in slowly, eyes locked on hers as he breached her virgin entrance. Mikaela's breath hitched, nails digging into his shoulders, a soft whimper escaping as the brief sting gave way to fullness.
"Urg.."
Inch by inch he filled her, her tight, juicy walls gripping him like velvet heat until he bottomed out and they both groaned.
He started slow—deep, grinding thrusts that dragged over every sensitive spot inside her. Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his back as he kissed her deeply, swallowing every moan.
"Feels so good," she whispered against his lips, voice trembling. "So full…"
Luke sped up gradually, hips snapping harder, the car still rocketing down the highway at insane speed. The contrast—the gentle intimacy inside versus the raw power outside—made everything more intense.
Mikaela came first in missionary, back arching off the seat, perfect breasts bouncing as her juicy pussy clenched around him in rhythmic pulses, soaking his cock even more as she cried out his name.
Then she pushed at his chest, eyes dark with need. "I… I want to ride you."
"Heh~ sure."
They switched. Luke sat back, and Mikaela straddled him, sinking down onto his cock with a shuddering moan.
"Ahhh~~ fuck!"
She rolled her hips at first, grinding slow circles, hands braced on his chest. Her slim waist twisted enticingly with every motion, breasts swaying heavy and free, nipples still red and wet from his mouth.
Then she started bouncing—faster, harder, riding him with abandon, head thrown back in ecstasy, dark hair cascading down her back.
Luke gripped her ass, guiding her up and down, thrusting up to meet her. The car rocked with their rhythm, windows fogging slightly despite the speed.
Mikaela even directly expressed her desire to try it on a motorcycle.
But this idea was nearly impossible to achieve.
By the time Bumblebee sped up to 300 mph, Mikaela had already reached her climax.
She slammed down one final time, grinding hard as she came again—harder than before—walls fluttering wildly around him. Luke followed seconds later, groaning her name as he spilled deep inside her, hips jerking with every pulse.
They stayed like that for a long moment, panting, foreheads pressed together, the highway still blurring past outside.
"Haah.. haah.. haha.." Eventually, Mikaela laughed breathlessly against his neck. "Best. Drive. Ever."
Luke smirked, brushing her hair back. "We're not done yet. Plenty of highway left."
"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh~"
Bumblebee once accelerated to four hundred miles per hour. At that speed, it felt as if he were about to take flight.
The entire car felt light and weightless.
Gradually, the car slowed down, eventually leaving the highway and returning to the city center.
Mikaela's face was flushed with lingering exhilaration, her entire body collapsing bonelessly into the back seat.
Luke held the steering wheel with one hand, clearly adopting the relaxed posture of a seasoned driver.
Bumblebee knew that something had happened inside the car, yet he couldn't accurately perceive what it was.
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