“What’s the plan tonight?”
I don’t answer you, and I can tell that my silence is driving you crazy with desire. You know it has to be something big; I’ve been teasing you, taunting you for weeks now, and by this point, you are literally squirming in your seat to know. But not yet. You’ll find out soon enough, and for now, I’m enjoying the torture of your anticipation. The only information you have is that you’re to be clothed a certain way…sexy, and with easy access.
I blush with desire when I pick you up and see that you have taken my request completely to heart. You are stunning in a little black dress, its hem barely covering the top of your thigh high stockings, with the front cut low and showing a perfect glimpse of your magnificent cleavage. It’s strapless, showing off your delightful bare shoulders. I cannot resist you; much as I want to get us to where we are going tonight, I can’t see you dressed like that and not be stirred.
I take you in my arms, pulling you close. You smile at the lust you see within my eyes and the knowledge that I could never burn for anyone the way I burn for you. I kiss you, greedily, and you let yourself go partially limp within my arms as I cradle your neck, your waist. You know I love it when you give in to me, and right now, you want me to give in to you.
Ahhhh…what bliss, the taste of your kiss. The feel of you surrendering yourself to my arms, my lips, my tongue. Heaven could not command a more delirious feeling than that, and it spikes the fire within me, making me harden instantly. I pull you tighter, the hand about your waist sliding down to the small of your back and over the silky fabric of your dress. It is shockingly short, and all too easy for me to slip it up and caress beneath it. I throb even harder when I feel that what you wear underneath is nothing.
“No panties,” I say with a grin, breaking our kiss to gaze into your eyes. You blush, slightly, and return my grin with a wicked smile all your own.
“You said easy access.”
“I did indeed…”
I revel for a moment in the feel of your soft, smooth skin, but there is time enough for that later. I pull your hem back down, straightening it with my hands, and take your own hand off the strain in front of my pants.
“Soon…” I whisper. We get in the car and prepare to leave…but one final torture. I hand you a black silk blindfold. I her your slight gasp, see your nipples harden beneath the silk of you dress. I smile. No bra either…naughty girl. My perfect, wonderful, naughty girl. You tie the blindfold, and we go. I can’t help myself, though, so as we ride, my hand slides between your thighs and begins to toy with your already sopping wetness. You stifle a moan, and again, I throb.
It is not long before you feel the car coming to a stop. I tell you to wait a moment, and soon you hear me opening the back door to the car. Next, the sound of a zipper, some rattling. Then my voice.
“Your hands, love. Put them behind the seat.”
And wonderful lover that you are, you do not deny me. A moment later, you feel the tightening of a rope about each wrist, and find yourself looped into the seat, arms back, breasts thrust forward. As I makes sure you are secure, I lean in to kiss and taste your neck, your shoulders, my well-trimmed beard tickling your skin. Goosebumps form on your arms, and I use my hands to rub them smooth again.
You feel me tug at the front of your dress, and before you can protest, you feel the cooler touch of the night air upon your bared nipples. I move forward, then, closing the back door and opening yours, and soon you feel my teeth and tongue upon your stiff and yearning nipples, pulling and tasting and teasing. You start to squirm, but I hold your thighs down with my strong, hot hands, and you whimper as I take complete control. After a few moments, I break away, and then you feel me hiking up your skirt, exposing your wetness to the air as well. And then, an explosion of sensation, as I press the button and touch a vibe against your dripping lips. I circle it around your wetness, carefully avoiding your clit.
“You are going to be a good girl and wait right here.” I whisper in your ear, as I slowly push the vibe into your body, wedging it against the seat. The vibrations reverberate through you, teasing your clit but giving no direct satisfaction. I kiss you again, and then, cracking the windows a touch, I close the doors.
Silence. You hear nothing but the buzzing of the vibrator and the sound of traffic outside. You have no idea where we are, who can see you, as you sit there, arms bound behind the seat, breasts exposed, your toy humming inside your body. Time begins to lose meaning as you find yourself fighting the orgasm that is building. You want it, yes, but you don’t want it yet.
Then, right as you feel as if you are going to lose control, the door opens. You feel the warmth of my hands on you. I reach down, turn off the vibe, and pull it gently from your body. I cover your breasts again with your dress, and then reach behind you and pull lose your ties. My hands walk up your arms, massaging them with firm but gentle care, easing the strain the position put on you. I kiss you again, long and passionately, but as you reach up to remove your blindfold, I grab your hands and hold them tight in mine.
“Not yet.”
I help you from the car. Your steps are wobbly at first, weak from need and the closeness to climax. I guide you steadily forward, still not knowing where we are, and then step before you to open a door and guide you inside. It’s warm here, wherever it is. You can smell the scent of lube and latex, leather, sex. The muffled sound of porn fills your ears, as we continue to move, and I guide you through a second door. You hear the door lock, and then finally, your blindfold comes off. It is dark, and even though you were without sight for so long, it takes a moment for your vision to adjust. You find yourself in a small room. Before you, a video screen, and on it, scenes of sex and lust and filth, moans echoing within the room. And on the wall beside the screen…a dark hole.
You turn and look at me, your face flush with excitement. I can see your chest heaving from thrill and perhaps a touch of fear. I nod towards the hole.
“Tonight,” I say, “You will service whatever comes through there. You will taste them, suck them, make them hard. And then, you will turn, and take them in you. And if you do a good job…well, then you may be in for another surprise.”
As if on cue, you see movement at the hole. You turn and see a raging cock thrust itself through, hot and hard and already glistening with precum. You spare me one more glance, see me nod, and take it into your mouth. Beneath your chest, your heart is pounding. The thrill is almost unbearable; the fact that you know nothing about where you are, nothing about the stranger whose cock fills your mouth, that I am there, watching you, commanding you, makes you so excited that you feel your climax building already.
Your head bobs up and down, around that strange shaft, your tongue dancing and tasting, your lips buzzing with the moans you cannot help but utter. And as you do, you feel my hands exploring you, teasing you, caressing you. My cock slips free of my unbuttoned trousers, and you feel it slap against your aching pussy. You try to rock back, to take me fully inside you, and I let you. You pull the cock from your mouth to heave a sigh as I fill you with my meat, but I guide your head back. You piston between us, taking my cock deeper as your slide back from his, then his deeper as you pull away from mine.
Then I pull away, and turn you around. I help you back up to the hole, so that your own quivering depths line up…and then you feel it. His cock pushing slowly into you. You cry out as he fills you, but I silence your cry with a kiss. Your hands find my cock and begin to pump me as we kiss and a completely strange, anonymous cock thrusts in and out of your body.
Then, completely by surprise, you here a grunt from behind the wall and feel your body flood with jets of hot, spurting seed. You bounce back hard against the wall, your ass slapping against the cool surface of the wall as you milk him of every drop. Finally, he pulls away, leaving you a drippy, cummy mess.
“You’ve been a good girl,” I whisper, “So you get your surprise.”
I turn you about again, so that you are on your hands and knees face hovering before the hole…and then you feel it. My tongue lapping greedily at your sex. My beard tickling your clit as you feel me sucking the stranger’s cum from your body. You finally, uncontrollably release to the most intense orgasm you have ever had. But before the waves even subside, another cock pokes through the hole. You take it, hungrily, into your mouth as I eat you through wave after wave of orgasm.
It is a long night. You lose track of how many times we play this game and how many times you climax from it…you sucking cock, me fucking you, harder and faster each time, then trading places to kiss until your are filled with spunk….then back again, as I clean you out and start the game anew. Finally, we reach the end. I can hold off no longer, and as you take the last cock down your throat and I slide behind you, I grip your hips tight and begin to release the orgasm I’ve been building up to all evening. As I do, the latest cock behind the wall releases as well, and simultaneously, we fill you, throat and pussy, with cum.
You stand. Your dress is a mess of sweat and seed. Your makeup a ruin. I pull you into my arms, and we kiss, sweetly, sharing the taste of every lover we had tonight. And none of them tastes as sweet as the taste of you and I.
Together.
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