Your phone rings, “Restricted”, but you know who that is. “I’m five minutes from your house, come outside” I say by way of greeting. Your heart starts to hammer, this was unexpected.
I park in as secluded a place as I can and get out to greet you. It’s my powerful arms wrapping you up, pulling you super close and holding you oh so tight. You can feel my heart beating now, just like yours. I let go and step back, spin you around and watch your dress swirl up. I’ve always loved your legs, Michelle, so smooth and shapely and strong. I spin you again much slower this time, and take a loooonnnngggg look.
I open the back door to my car and beckon you inside. You find that I’ve already laid the back seats down, and I move my front seats all the way forward. “So much room!” you exclaim, “I had no idea!” By then I’m next to you laying down, our legs are already intertwined, faces together and drawn for a long long long long deeeeeppppppp kiss that lasts three days. Then my lips are on your neck, so hungry for your skin, my arms around you again, my face nuzzles and kisses and licks.
I sit up and look at you. You wonder what i’m thinking. Then you feel my fingertips on your knee, and my whole hand on your thigh, and I’m sliding it up suuuuuuuuuper slowly, watching you quiver and your breathing get deeper. Without even realizing it, the farther my hand gets, the further apart your legs are. You don’t even know you’re doing it, you just know how much you want my hand all the way up there.
And then it’s there. The heat coming off you makes me growl a little. And I can sense, rather than fell, just how wet I’ve made you. But you’ve been a little wet since you heard my voice and my intentions. And you’ve a been a lot wet since that three day kiss.
It’s the simplest of matters to move your panties aside with one finger. And use that one finger to stroke your labia so, so softly. Touch your clit like I’m barely even there. But then I decide I want much more access. Before you know I’m dropping your panties on the floor, you’re leaning forward, and your dress is going over your head. And you’re laid back, completely naked, open in front of me so I can do as I wish. And there’s a lot I wish.
But, of course, I can’t let you be naked all alone, so I wriggle out of everything, and there we are. You see how hard I am and reach for it, but I slap your hand away. I’ll let you know when it’s time for that. Right now it’s time for you to get fingered like only I can do. My hand is back on your pussy and you’re moaning with delight. And the tip of my finger is right there where you open, justjustjust the tip and you’re dying for me to put it inside. And I do. A millimeter, and back out. And again. And again. Jussssssttttttttt inside,but not really. And you’re shaking, quivering all over, begging for me to finger you.
And I do. Hard. Rushing rushing, almost violently, and then stopping with my finger buried all the way inside you. Squeeeeeeezing your g spot. And then starting with the thrusting again and not stopping this time, finger curled up to hit your spot, giving it it you like only I do. And you come. Hard. Like only you do. But I don’t stop. I want your fluid to fly everywhere. I want my motion with my hand to spread it all over your thighs, all over my arm, splash up into my face.
It’s starting to get to be too much for you, but I don’t stop. I won’t. You think you’re going to come just once before I’m anywhere near satisfied? Fuck no, Michelle, I’m not stopping until this has happened a few times. With no breaks in between.
I’m keeping the fingering going, savoring every movement, grinning with delight as you grind yourself on my hand. I’m not stopping until you make me stop. You come again and again, each one bigger than the last, until you really can’t take anymore. You’re wide-eyed and gasping as you grab my arm and violently throw it away from you.
I lay back, and we’re both breathing so heavy, heartbeats we can hear. Your legs and my arm are soaked. Evidence of a job well done. The twitching of your hips tells me you’ll remember this for a long time, while your face says “wtf just happened?”
And you suddenly look at me and smile, because you realize this is just the beginning of what’s going to happen in this car tonight.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fxjw8d/a_surprise_shows_up_a_little_something_i_wrote