“You’ve always been quite observant, Nicky. Maybe if you play your cards right this weekend, I’ll tell you what really gets me worked up... or even show you,” she replied, the “show you” part spoken in an erotic whisper. Her hand slipped deeper, palm brushing my aching cock.
First off, let me explain what this story is.
I’m inviting other erotic writers to show what they can do on my Substack page. It is part of my evil plan to take over the whole of Substack with erotica! If anyone is interested in being my next guest, read this post, then DM me xxx
Sam Shepard used to write while driving to add immediacy and a sense of danger to his stories. My thirty-third guest writer is Spicypancake has another take on that with a fantasy we all have on those long journeys we take with someone hot xxx
Let’s start with an interview…
Tell us a little about yourself…
Hi everyone! My name is Spicypancake but you can call me Spicy P or Spicy for short! I am an anxious girl in STEM and in my late 20’s. Like many of the other amazing authors here on Smutstack, I have an enormous passion for writing erotica. I started off my erotica journey on Reddit before moving over to Literotica and then finally here on Substack. I am a chemist by trade and when I’m not in the lab or writing spicy stories, I enjoy binging reality TV, camping, and spending time with my sweet doggo, Kurama. I should probably also mention that I’m also the biggest Jonas Brothers fan you’ll ever meet!
What are your stories normally about?
This is such a tough question because I don’t really have a niche. I would say my stories normally are about chaotic and imperfect characters who we can all relate to surrendering to overpowering desire and temptation. My characters often wrestle with internal conflict, insecurity, and self-doubt before giving into their arousal and passion! I think my bio says it best, I love writing about characters who can’t resist when their brain says “No” but every other cell in their bodies screams “Yes!”.
What inspired you to write erotica?
I always knew that I wanted to share my writing online, but when I was finally brave enough to go for it, I ran into a problem… I didn’t know what genre to write! I remember searching for writing subreddits and by far the most popular ones were r/eroticliterature and r/erotica! I’ve always been and still obviously consider myself to be a very sexual person so that made things easier. I posted my first story in r/eroticliterature, people actually seemed to like it, and after that, I was hooked!
How much of what you write is from lived experience?
I would say 50-50. Some of my work is based off of true stories (with names and certain details changed to protect privacy) but a lot are also based on situations my friends and partners have told me about from their sexual past. Others are just fiction or based on my own naughty fantasies!
All characters involved in this story are above the age of 18.
I tapped the steering wheel and took a deep breath.
You know, normally I consider myself a very patient person, but Nadia was taking her sweet fucking time, and I couldn’t wait to get this show on the road!
We were heading up to my boy, Marco’s, vacation house in Maine to kick off the start of summer. It just so happened that his little sister, Nadia, went to college twenty minutes from me, so it made all the sense in the world to just scoop her and drive up together.
The Lopezes have invited me up to Maine every summer for the last ten years. I have so many great memories at that house: my first time getting drunk, my first time getting high, sneaking off at night with girls we met on the beach during the day… Man, I couldn’t wa–
Knock! Knock! Knock!
“Niccckkkyyy! Open up!” Nadia’s voice jump-scared me, making me bang my head against the roof despite still wearing my seatbelt!
“Jesus, Nadia! You scared the sh—”
My sentence died in its tracks when I saw her...
Well, I’ll be damned... how one year away at college can change a girl. This was no longer the shy, slightly chubby tomboy that would join our Super Smash Bros. sessions or hide herself behind baggy hoodies. No, no. This was a completely different Nadia.
She radiated a newfound confidence in her posture: her tits pushed the limit of her tight purple crop top, her ripped jean shorts squeezed her sexy tan thighs, and a gold “N” necklace dangled around her neck, complementing her bright brown eyes.
I don’t know what was more shocking: the shooting star tattoo on her arm or the four piercings lining each ear—both of which were brand new! Holy crap, I never expected Nadia to turn into such a bombshell!
I hastily unbuckled and climbed out of the driver’s seat—flustered and blushing. Fuck, gotta act cool, and whatever you do Nick, DO NOT stare and DO NOT get hard!
“Heyyyy… sorry I kept you waiting!” Nadia apologized with the brightest of smiles on her face, lugging a comically oversized suitcase. Of course, she packed WAY too much shit for a week-long trip, just like she always did.
“No worries!” I replied, attempting to collect myself. “You know, you could’ve asked me to carry that,” I said, popping the trunk open and grabbing her suitcase handle.
Nadia made a pouty face and crossed her arms, forcing the shiny gold “N” onto a throne of boob. “What? No hug?!” she asked, stretching her arms out.
“Oh… yeah, how rude of me,” I replied in a joking, but clearly shaky voice as I opened my arms and wrapped them around her. The feeling of her body snug against mine made me want to melt. Her busty, soft tits pressing into my chest sent me to another dimension! Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to see her let “the girls” out to play!
I was doing a good job holding it together until I got a whiff of her alluring strawberry perfume. Damn it! My dick helplessly filled on its own, saluting Nadia’s sexy shape.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
I tried to get away, but Nadia gripped me tighter, holding onto me just a little longer than my best friend’s little sister should. Not only that, but she just had to add insult to injury by letting out the most adorable, satisfied moan.
I just prayed to God that she didn’t feel my boner poking her. She finally released me as we both pulled back and stared into each other’s eyes. The way she batted those eyelashes at me as we stood in silence made a lump form in my throat.
This was dangerous. Very dangerous.
“I’m gonna throw this in the trunk!” I blurted out, as if it were all one word, taking her suitcase and sprinting to the back of my SUV.
Nice going, bozo! I hope I didn’t make her feel weird. Should I apologize? No! What if she didn’t even feel it? Bringing it up would only make things more awkward. I slammed the trunk shut, got into the driver’s seat, and we set off.
The first hour of the trip went by smoothly with Nadia and I casually catching up: talking about her sorority and how she was enjoying college life. The good thing about driving was that I had an excuse not to look at Nadia’s new, tempting figure the whole time, though naturally I had to sneak a few peeks.
“Hey Nicky, you know what would make this road trip more fun?” Nadia asked, putting a warm palm on my shoulder while she turned around and searched the contents of her backpack in the back seat.
“Ta-da!” she exclaimed, returning to her seat, holding up a plastic bag with a blunt in it.
Nadia Lopez... you might just be my dream girl… sorry, Marco! As if breaking out some weed wasn’t enough, she slipped her hand into her top, teasing her exposed cleavage for just a second before pulling out a lighter. I swear if I were in one of those anime we all used to watch together, my nose would’ve been pouring blood!
“Oh shit! Now we’re talking!” I said, beaming with the dumbest grin. Nadia took the blunt in her mouth and opened the window just a little before lighting it. Me, being the daring idiot I was, quickly shut that window. “Oh come on Nadia, let’s hot box this bitch!”
“Ayyy, I see you, Nicky. You’re still the same rebellious gringo I’ve always known!” She put a hand on my arm, breaking the touch barrier once again—her gentleness sending a jolt of pleasant jitters through my body. Was I crazy or… was Nadia feeling “it” too?
Nadia took another long drag off the blunt, fluttering her already bloodshot eyes before exhaling a cloud of smoke accompanied by the strong smell of dank. She passed me the blunt and then adjusted herself in her seat before scrolling on her phone.
“Mind if I connect to AUX?” she asked, leaning towards me with a flirty little smile and a tempting view.
Stay strong Nick!
“Go for it!” I said, taking a long hit before finishing off with a French inhale and handing it back to her.
For fuck’s sake... when I heard the Call Her Daddy opening, I wanted to put my head through the steering wheel… Every sorority girl at my school was a die-hard CHD fan—meanwhile, I couldn’t stand Alex Cooper or Sofia Franklin…
We passed the blunt back and forth while Alex went on some dumb tangent about cheating on her boyfriend or blowjobs or something. To be honest, I could see why people listened to this garbage. It definitely made you hot and bothered and even I had to admit my dick was getting active again listening to their sex talk. I had to lay my arm across my lap casually to hide my growing arousal.
We listened to our hosts’ sexcapades for about half an hour while we finished the blunt. Finally, I was high enough to speak my mind despite the gorgeous Latina by my side.
“Nadia, can I be honest with you? You’re such a smart girl, how can you stand to listen to this brain rot?”
“Brain rot, huh? Is that why you’re hiding that boner under your arm?” she asked with a sharp smirk.
SHIT! She caught me!
I hastily shifted in my seat, my whole body becoming just as stiff as my cock. “I… I well… uhh…”
“Now you be honest with me.” She narrowed her eyes while adjusting the pink push-up bra under her top. “Are you harder now, or when you hugged me back at campus?”
I was like a deer in headlights, stumbling over my words. “You... you noticed?” I asked with a hint of apology as I averted my gaze back to the road, my cheeks flushing red.
“Ummm, yeah… how could I not? You were like literally stabbing my tummy with that thing,” she giggled, clearly enjoying how she had me on the back foot. “Don’t worry! I don’t mind. That was kind of the whole point of me wearing this tight little outfit, Nicky.”
Her hand landed on my thigh as she turned, her eyes locked onto my blushing face. We both knew we were playing a dangerous game—but that only made it hotter!
We both knew where this was headed, but I still had to act cool. After all, I was going to be a senior and she just finished her freshman year. It’d be pretty lame if I was the one to lose composure first.
“Did you dress like this for me... or do you just like to show off?” I replied playfully, placing my hand on her thigh. Nadia didn’t resist. Instead, she scooted herself so that my hand was just at the bottom of her ripped shorts.
Her breathing changed; a hitch was now present as I began to tease her, gliding my fingernail gently along her thigh with light, seductive scratches.
Fuck it! I LOVE dangerous games!
“Show off? Are you trying to say that I’m a slut?” With an innocently naughty look, she casually slipped a hand into my waistband, making me gasp louder and higher than a 21-year-old man ever should.
Okay, Nadia… Two can play at that game!
I moved my hand from her thigh up to her belly button, placing my hand on the button of her shorts. “Oh, I’d never, Nadia... but I do think you like it when people steal glances.” I grinned, popping open the button and slowly pulling her zipper down as Nadia let out her own gasp with an adorable shudder.
“You’ve always been quite observant, Nicky. Maybe if you play your cards right this weekend, I’ll tell you what really gets me worked up... or even show you,” she replied, the “show you” part spoken in an erotic whisper. Her hand slipped deeper, palm brushing my aching cock.
I took that as an invitation to reach further as well, my hand immediately coated with arousal, both from her soaked lace and juicy pussy.
“Nadia... holy f–”
“Yeah… I know. I get REALLY wet when I’m turned on. Feeling your raging hard-on and listening to Call Her Daddy isn’t exactly a combo that’ll keep me dry,” she replied softly with just a hint of embarrassment as she rubbed my cock. “Mmmmm...looks like I’m not the only one with damp undies. All this precum just for me, Nicky?”
“It’s your fault, teasing me with your sexy body like that...” I replied as we threw caution to the wind and began to explore each other. The sound of our combined moans and wet strokes joined the weed smoke in the air.
“Hey Nadia… I have another way we can spice up this car ride.” I grinned with a metaphorical light bulb flashing above my head.
“Yeah? Ohhhh, and what would that b-be?” she stuttered, the building pleasure starting to affect her speech.
“Well, we’re both horny and the munchies are gonna hit soon. How about this: whichever one of us can make the other cum first gets to pick dinner?” I asked, reaching my palm down further, my fingers teasing along her entrance.
“Deal!” she said with a smirk. “You’re fucked! No guy has ever made me cum with just his fingers!” she explained with a chuckle and a mocking little bye-bye wave.
Oh, we’ll see about that, Nadia. Trust me, I’m not like those eager freshman boys you love driving wild.
I pulled my hand from her panties and adjusted my rearview mirror so that the reflection caught Nadia fully. Her stringy nectar trailed off my fingers, leaving stains on the black plastic perimeter before I slipped my hand back in.
“I just needed to adjust that quickly. I want to see the look on your face when you cum nice and hard for me!”
Nadia’s eyes widened as I pressed my fingers inside of her and curled upward. Her moisture engulfed my fingers and overflowed onto my palm. God, those sharp, whimpery exhales she let out as I found my rhythm were going to make me lose this bet if I wasn’t careful.
“hah-HA! hah-HA!” her breath hitched as her eyes closed with a muttered “fuckkk” under her breath.
“Okay... ahhh I uhhh ohhh god, may have un-underestimated you...your fingers feel… mhmmm like rea-really fucking good!” she sighed pleasantly as her strokes along my shaft started to slow.
“What’s wrong, Nadia... you’re slowing down over there. Getting a little distracted?” I pressed my palm a little firmer against her clit, making her shiver in her seat.
“S-shut up!” she replied in a competitive, sexy voice while picking up the rhythm of her pumping. Fuck, she really knew what she was doing. She definitely learned more than just Gen Ed this year, that’s for sure!
My imagination started running wild. What would her mouth… her pussy… feel like sliding up and down on my shaft? The fantasy made my dick tense in her grasp and spill out more precum. Even though I was driving, when I looked at her open mouth and glossed lips it took every ounce of willpower not to thrust my own onto them!
I couldn’t believe this was actually happening! Marco and Mr. Lopez would 100% make sure I was buried alive up in Maine if they ever found out about this—but I just couldn’t resist. Oh well! What they don’t know won’t hurt them!
“You like that? Oh, I know you do! You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to stroke this cock of yours, Nicky!” Nadia got out in one breath before her pleasure got the best of her.
“Fuck, Nadia… I can tell! Once I make you cum, we can pull over and toss these soaked panties of yours. Because this pair’s a goner!” I increased my speed, the sounds of her juices overflowing growing just as loud as her groans.
Holy shit, my best friend’s little sister might just have the wettest pussy I’ve ever felt. I can only imagine how incredible it’d feel to plunge my dick into her, making her quake while she dug her nails into my back! Easy, Nick, don’t put yourself over the edge now!
Nadia’s whole body tensed, once again, her strokes grew slow and lazy. Her legs were quivering, her mouth was wide open, and her pussy kept clenching, trying to pull my fingers in deeper!
“Damn, Nadia… you’re right on the edge, aren’t you?”
“S-s-shut… ahhhh… uhhhppp” she shot back, barely able to fight off her body’s involuntary response. “I still have my ultimate move.” She side-eyed me, the mirror showing her eyes full of lust and nipples stabbing against the thin material of her shirt. She flashed me a wink before taking her hand off my cock and shakily brought her hands to the bottom of her top.
My heart palpitated through my throat. No way in hell she was going to do what I thought she was going to do! When she started lifting, I nearly swerved off the road! First came her shirt, Nadia tossing it to the back seat without a care.
She then reached both her hands behind her back. Within seconds she unclipped her bra and it fell softly into her lap, her mouth watering, olive-toned tits now on full display! They were absolutely perfect: brown Hershey’s Kiss nipples, bumpy areolas that were just the right size, soft and shiny with just a hint of natural sag.
When her hand gripped my cock again, it took all of my willpower to not paint the inside of my boxers! Hell, it took all my self-discipline to not pull my hand from her pussy and have a nice squeeze of those perfect boobs. What I wouldn’t give to just pull over to suck and lap my tongue all around those desperately horny nipples!
The combination of her bouncing tits, her moans, and the rhythm on my dick was going to put me over the edge within minutes if I didn’t finish her off right then! I pushed my drenched fingers further in, rubbing her G-spot intensely while my palm rocked against her clit, fully taking the momentum back.
Victory was mine! Nadia completely stopped stroking, only able to hold my member loosely while she leaned into me, moaning and burying her face into my arm, squeezing it tightly in orgasmic anticipation.
You put up a good fight, Nadia—in fact, if I didn’t have to pay half-attention to the road, you may have even squeaked out the win!
Her pussy started clenching my fingers so tightly I could feel my pulse in them. Arousal dripped down her thighs, forming the beginning of a wet stain on the seat of the seizing beauty next to me.
“Nooo...not yet...not yet...I…I can’t… Fuh-FUUCCCCKKKK NNGGGHHH!” she cried out in climactic defeat, a river of her stringy lust dripping through my fingers, escaping past her panties, and adding to the wet spot. Her mound helplessly humped against my palm as one hand clamped my arm, the other turned white gripping the “Oh shit” handle. Her slit choked and drenched my fingers like no woman ever had!
I couldn’t help but beam with pride watching her tits bounce with her figure stuck on a trembling loop from the violent climax.
“Hah!....hah!...mmmmha…ghhhaaa!” she babbled nonsensically—music of the most beautiful melody to my ears!
“Goddamn, Nadia… based on that display, I think I’ll be picking dinner!”
I pulled my slick fingers from her core and tasted them, making absolutely sure she saw me do so. No surprise—she tasted fucking delicious.
Nadia panted, leaning back in her seat, eyes still closed, her tits bouncing wonderfully with each labored breath. “Take the next exit!” she wheezed, reaching back into the front pocket of her backpack.
“Are you okay?” I asked with slight concern in my voice.
“Fantastic...” she responded, slapping a condom on the center console. “Just pull over when you can. I NEED you to fuck me ASAP!”
TO BE CONTINUED…here…
Activity of this sort can be quite dangerous in a moving vehicle. Of course, I suspect Nick and Nadia weren't really worried. Nice start; the next installment should be...er...climactic!
I got so confused when I saw this title with your name lmao 😂 yay tho! Love it!