#1: IN THE CAR

News traveled fast in the athletic building. Zed was honestly terrified of Addison's cousin, Bucky, hearing about it. Bucky was a force to be reckoned with on campus; powerful with more connections than your average major business man. He could ruin someone with a snap of his fingers and not bat an eye as he did.

Zed covered his head with a hoodie and walked to class with his head down. Everyone had their classes around the same time so it was pretty deserted around ten. Campus was bustling though, so he put in headphones and concentrated on reciting rhetorical triangle.

Zed sat in the back of his English class and took out his notebook to review as much as possible before the test. He could see Addison sitting close to the front, also studying. It took everything in him to not stare at her and concentrate on studying.

Zed was sure he failed the test. He left class once he finished, a few minutes before the class would have ended. He had forty minutes before his next class where he'd usually get lunch, typically off campus.

Once he was in his car, Zed turned on the engine and connected the Bluetooth. He jumped at the sound of knocking on his window and looked up, seeing Addison smiling at him. He rolled the window down. "Hello."

"Hi," she said she was with smile. "Would you be interested in fucking in your car?"

Zed shrugged. "Sure. I've got an appointment to clean it this weekend anyway."

Addison giggled and said, "That's what's great about you. I could come up and just tell you take out your dick and fuck me hard and you'd do it, no questions asked."

Zed chuckled. He rolled his window back up while Addison walked around the hood to the passenger door. Zed watched her curiously; he had assumed they would go in the backstreet but apparently she had other plans.

She tossed her backpack into the backseat and closed the door. "Is this okay?" she asked. "It's kinda been a crazy fantasy of mine to fuck in the front seat of a car and well, I don't drive. But it's totally cool if you'd rather go in the back."

Zed grinned at her and said, "Go wild, I'm game for anything."

Addison raised an eyebrow. "Anything?"

Zed didn't know what she was getting at but nodded anyway. Addison just smiled wickedly. She drew her legs up onto the seat and leaned over the center console, quickly undoing Zed's jeans. He wordlessly lifted his hips and she pulled his jeans and boxers down enough so she could pull out his slowly hardening cock.

Zed had no idea what she was planning on doing, but the worry left his mind once she started stroking his dick. Despite popular belief, he doesn't really care about his dick size and therefore he's never measured it, but Addison's hand looks so small as she strokes him and it makes it all the better. He dropped his head back in pleasure, letting out a soft moan.

Addison giggled. "I haven't done much, Zed. Are you that horny?"

Instead of answering her question, he said, "Your hand is pretty dry."

"You complain a lot for a guy who's getting a free handjob." Addison pointed out. Still, she adjusted herself and leans over, wrapping her lips around his tip. Zed sucked in a breath as she deepthroated him.

Addison hadn't gotten the chance to show off her cocksucking skills the day before and holy fuck Zed might just lose his mind. She just sucked him all the way down without any trouble or anything and she swirled her tongue around and fuck.

Addison pulled up and gave him a sort of smug but innocent smile. "Is this better, Zed?"

"Uh huh," Zed moaned.

Addison giggled a little. She leaned down again and took his length in her mouth. "Oh my god," he moaned, his head falling back against the headrest.

Addison giggled again, this time her mouth full of cock. The action sent vibrations all through his dick and his body, making him moan again. Addison pulled up from his dick, her chin shining with saliva. "Put your chair back," she instructed.

Zed reached down and slid his chair all the way back (which isn't much farther considering he drives with it pretty far back already) and moved the back all the way down. When he looked back over at Addison, she's wiggled out of her leggings and was moving to straddle him. She held his dick an inch from her pussy and asked, "Am I the only pussy this dick has been in recently?"

"Yes," he said, slightly impatient.

She smiled and aimed his dick, rubbing the head between her folds for a few seconds before sinking down on him. She lets loose a long moan, her head falling back and her chest heaving.

"Fuck, that's good," she moaned.

She could be talking about his answer to her question or the fact that he was once again balls deep in her pussy. Frankly, Zed didn't care. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours and Addison was back on his dick, her warm and wet and tight pussy wrapped around him. Add in the fact that they were in his car, in the parking garage on campus and could get caught at any moment made everything a hundred times better.

Addison put her hands on his shoulders, using it as leverage to start riding his dick. She pulled up until only the head was in then slams down, eliciting a short gasp from both of them. She leaned over to make more space and started rolling her hips on him.

She dropped her head into the croak of his neck and started sucking and kissing at his neck. Zed keened, arching up against her. His hands grab her ass and start guiding her up and down at a quicker and harder pace. Addison moaned and bit down on his neck.

The car was filled with moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin. Zed moved his hands from her ass and grabbed the bottom of her tank top, pulling it up. He was frustrated that it was still on and that he didn't have clear access to her boobs which wasn't acceptable.

Addison sat up and he pulled her shirt up until she wiggled out. He tossed it toward the backseat, and when he turned his head back she'd already got her bra unclasped and dropped it on his head. Zed couldn't help but laugh and grabbed it, tossing it away along with her shirt.

"So not fair," she said.

Zed put his hands on her hips. "What?"

"I-I'm totally—uh—na…naked. And you're still…still wearing so much cl-cl—" Zed sat up and captured her nipple in his mouth. At the same time, he started thrusting up into her, harder and faster than she had been bouncing on him. Addison gasped, grabbing him by his hair and crying out, "Zed!"

He switched boobs and Addison clutched his head to her chest, not wanting it to end. She pulled on his hair until he slowed down and pulled off her nipple. All she managed to get out is, "Shirt," as she continued to ride him.

They both pull his shirt over his head and Addison tossed it behind her. Zed laid back against the chair and Addison followed, pushing her chest in his face. He set his feet and grabbed her by her waist, thrusting up into her hard. Addison gasped and moaned as he continued pounding up into her, her boobs bouncing in his face. He can feel her pussy start spazzing, and Addison cried out his name just before she came, her body trembling over him. He didn't slow his thrusts and Addison sobbed, her nails digging into his shoulder.

She started to come down from her orgasm and only then did Zed slow down until he came to a stop, still hard inside of her.

"Zed," she moaned quietly. Her pussy twitched and they both let out moans in response. She moved back slowly until they're at eye level. She looked at him in wonder and disbelief and asked, "How the fuck have you held out this long?"

"I want to fuck you in the backseat," he stated. He gave her a shallow thrust and she squeezed her eyes shut, biting back a gasp. "Take you from behind. Watch that perfect ass while I fuck you hard."

"Yes," she moaned. She pressed an open mouth kiss to his lips. Their mouths move against each other's, all biting and gasping, as if they were trying to swallow the other up. Addison's pussy spasmed like it had a heartbeat and it was killing Zed, like she's milking his cock involuntarily.

She pulled her face away and sat up, swinging her legs off of his until she's slid into the passenger seat. She let out a huff, watched as Zed readjusted his chair. Once it's up, she crawled between the seats to the back seat and waited for Zed to pull off his jeans and boxers and join her in the back.

Addison turned and got on her hands and knees. Zed got up on his knees thrust into her, both of them gasping as he bottoms out inside of her. "Zed!" she cried. "You have to pull my hair. Please!"

It was a surprising request but Zed did it anyway. He grabbed a fistful of her blonde hair, wrapping it around until he had a tight grip and pulled. Addison gasped, her back arching against her will and Zed started thrusting into her. It's rough and fast and hard; Zed used his handhold as a leverage and fucked her for all he's worth, chasing his orgasm. They both moaned and grunt and say incomprehensible things until Addison is withering in her second orgasm and Zed is cumming deep in her.

They both collapse onto the backseat in a heap of sweaty limbs, out of breath and spent. "Oh my god," Addison whispered. "That was so good."

Zed perked up just a little. "Just good?"

Addison turned and looked at him. "It was amazing, Zed," she corrected. "You got the time?"

Zed sat up and reached to the front seat, grabbing his phone and announcing, "Almost two twenty."

"Fuck," Addison cursed. "I still have an hour until practice."

Zed shifted until he was sitting back against the door. "I have class in, like, twenty, thirty minutes."

Addison sat up too, kneeling in front of him. "Would you be willing to blow off class to go to your dorm?" she asked. "You can pull my hair all you want. And spank me."

Zed got to the dorms in record time. They were both barely dressed as they rushed up the stairs to Zed's floor. Zed ended up with a noise complaint from the people downstairs but it was totally worth it because Addison could barely walk out of his room.

Addison texted Zed that she needed to talk to him and they met in his room. She seemed incredibly excited and giddy and it's pretty hard for him to not get excited as well. Her energy is general infectious and it was great, really.

"So what's this about?" Zed asked once they're sitting on his bed.

The same bed where, just eight hours ago, he was taking her from behind, pulling her hair and spanking her ass. The sheets are a sticky and gross from the mess they made and the room still reeked of sex. All of these thoughts were enough to get him going in his sweatpants.

"I had an epiphany!" she exclaimed. "While we were fucking in the car."

"The fact that you were having coherent thoughts is insulting."

Addison giggled and playfully hit his arm. "Shut up, I'm being serious," she said. "You said that you were game for anything."

"Uh huh?"

"And, well, I may be a bit addicted to your dick," she said, "and have crazy amazing fantasies ever since last night. Like fucking you in your car."

"Fantastic, by the way."

Addison ignored him and continued. "So it got me thinking: what if we just went crazy? Like did any fantasy we desired? With full consent of course. Like…like a sex-bucket list."

Zed raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Oh? Think you could, like, give an example? Be a little clearer?"

She rolled her eyes but said, "Like, at one point in my life, I want to get fucked in the ass. I wanna try anal. I would put it on the sex bucket list, or fuck-et list—"

"Hilarious, really."

"Zed!"

Zed laughed at her. "Sorry, it's a good name," he said, "and idea. I like it. Sounds fun."

"Really?" she asked, her voice full of hope.

Zed nodded and she grinned, picking up her phone. "Okay, we should throw out some ground rules too," she said as she started typing. She showed him her phone with a document opened, titled 'The Fucket List' and below that, 'Rules.'

"I think this goes without saying, but consent," Zed said and she nodded, typing it out.

"Of course, it never hurts to get even more consent," she said. "Um, two. How about a safe word?"

Zed nodded. He looked up and thought, trying to think of something obscure enough that they'd never say it casually during sex but still short enough to get it out fast, just in case. "How about, like, a fruit," he suggested. Addison raised an eyebrow at him, so he explained, "like, peaches or something."

"Peaches?"

"It's short and it's memorable," he shrugged, "plus, how often do you even say peaches in regular conversation?"

Addison nodded. "Peaches it is," she said, typing. She paused, thought, then looked up at him. "What about, like, a safe action?"

"A what?"

"Like, in the occasion that we couldn't speak. An action that is like a safe word."

"Hm," Zed hummed. "What do you have in mind?"

"Like," she said, then paused, then continued, "like keys. In the occasion I would be gagged and I need you to stop, there's a set of keys within grabbing distance that I just grab and shake or throw at you—whatever I feel like—and you'd know to stop."

Zed nodded slowly. "Okay, keys," he said. "Next rule?"

"Number three," Addison said, "exclusivity."

"Of course," he said. "Four, condoms?"

Addison shrugged. "I'm fine without right now, but you know, depending on the situation we should both have some ready."

"Like if we were to fuck in the backseat of my car," he said pointedly. "Which has cum stains now."

Addison just giggled. "I will not apologize," she said. "Now, number five. Um, something important. How about…sleepovers?"

"I share a room," Zed reminded her.

"My dorm is just me and my friend," Addison said. "We've both got our own rooms, so, I'm good with them."

Zed nodded. "I don't care either, but I share this place with three other guys, so that just a warning for you."

"Okay so," Addison said as she started typing, "sleepovers are not mandatory but not entirely frowned upon. Not that Zed has three roommates."

"Also note that if you do sleepover, I will be making you breakfast," he added.

Addison smiled and wrote that down too. "Six." She looked up at him, a little regretfully, and said, "no feelings. This is just having fun. We're both way too busy for a relationship."

"We definitely established this in the library yesterday," he said.

"Just needed it in writing," she said. "Anything else?"

"I think we're good for now," Zed said.

Addison nodded and typed more. "Okay, I'll share it with you and then you can start adding to the fucket list."

"Okay."

Addison handed her phone to him and he typed in his email so she could share it with him. They both waited until both Zed's laptop and phone lit up with the notification. Addison grinned at him and said, "Perfect, now one last thing."

"What?" he asked.

Addison looked down at his crotch, his partially erect dick tenting up his sweatpants. Zed took the hint and stood up, pulling his sweatpants and boxers down. Addison stood too, pushing him back against his bed and pulling his pants and boxers all the way off, then placed them on his bed.

She kneeled between his legs and wrapped her hand around his hardening member. She removed her hand and spit on it, remembering what Zed had told her earlier, then started stroking him. Zed let out a loud moan before remembering that his housemates were there, on the other side of the house but the walls were thin and they probably heard him—

He lost all coherent thought the second Addison wrapped her perfect lips around his cock and depth roster him like an expert. She was really amazing at blowjobs. She could win a medal or something.

Zed also learned that Addison swallows. And she looked incredibly sexy drinking his cum. He could get used to this.

a/n: Yo yo yo! Here's this! Enjoy! And if you've got suggestions for the bucket list, I'm down for whatever. Well I am free to not use your suggestions, but I will take them! Thanks in advance!