“Welcome home, sir.” I greeted Steven, nude, as he walked in the door.
“Were you a good girl today?” Steven addressed me, two bags in his hands.
“Yes, sir.”
“Did you do as you were asked?”
“Yes, sir. I did. I think you’ll like the dress I chose.”
“Good,” he said. Setting a bag down on the dresser. “If you do well, this will be for later.”
I had very little autonomy. Steven was in control. Even so, I knew when he sent me on the errand that day he was going to show me off. As a short girl, I’m essentially 75% tits and ass, and as such all eyes tend to be on me when I enter a room even when I’m rocking blue jeans and some band/cartoon t-shirt. Put me in a tight dress with no bra, and jaws metaphorically drop. On top of that, Steven is a very average guy so when we walk in together, we get a lot of looks of “how did he get her?”
Fortunately or unfortunately, this is a turn on for me. Something about watching guys try to figure out how the petite girl with large tits and a great ass is with the guy you wouldn’t give a second glance to passing in Target…I don’t know…it just really gets me going. We’ve never gone all out in showing off, but while I was under his control, that became his obvious plan. Tease me by showing me off.
The [tight dress](https://i.redd.it/nbn6eflcu2t91.jpg) I bought clung to my tits and ass. My nipples pressed against the fabric, but I knew that was what he wanted. Steven was changing into jeans and a t-shirt as I modeled the new dress for him, and judging by the reaction of his cock, it was better than anticipated. I leaned forward to touch it, but he slid away.
“You haven’t earned it yet. Let’s see how you behave at dinner and while we’re out. Then maybe you’ll get your present and a reward.”
Of course, he made reservations for outdoor seating at a semi-nice local restaurant. I was on complete display as we ate, but I really didn’t care. I’m not ashamed of my body, and though I felt a bit exposed, I heard enough whispers and saw enough people pointing at Steven to know what was being thought. And, per usual, my mind went to all the reasons why I’m with him. And all the the things we like to do together. Which, of course, becomes thoughts of sexy times.
Dinner was followed by drinks at a relatively new local brewery which we had yet to try. We found a spot near the end of the bar and Steven left me to check out the taps while he went to the bathroom. No sooner had he walked away that the door opened and a guy in his early 30s walked in. He headed straight for Steven’s now vacant seat. I had no idea how things would play out, but it wasn’t my choice. I was still being controlled and I would let him decide how to proceed.
I quickly learned the guy’s name was Tyler. He wasted no time beginning to chat me up. I barely noticed when Steven returned and took a spot a few chairs away, letting things play out. I made eye contact with him, and he just nodded. I knew that I had to do what he wanted, but his eyes told me he was watching and would step in if needed. My intention was not to outright flirt with Tyler, but just to go with the flow and be very non-committal to anything and give short responses. See how the conversation went. Steven, unfortunately, took it up a notch and began to text me all the things he wanted to do to me that night.
Steven could tell it was having the desired effect. My responses were less neutral than anticipated as I read the dirty messages.
“I bet you’d go for a quickie in the parking lot right now, wouldn’t you?” He texted
“Please sir.”
“Tell him you have to make a phone call and you’ll be back in 10 minutes. I’ll see you at the car.”
I watched as Steven adjusted himself as he got up. He was turned on by this. I excused myself and told Tyler I would return in 10 minutes before hustling to where Steven had parked at the back of the parking lot. Quickies had never been our thing, but he was ready as I climbed in the very back of the 4Runner and using the flexibility for years of cheerleading to put my legs behind my head and sliding my arms through the straps of my dress. Steven rubbed his shaft across my exposed slit and clit teasing me.
“Please sir,” I moaned. “I need you inside me.”
Steven slid into me, pushing deep and thrusting hard. Like I said, quickies were not our thing as we both enjoyed the passion. But letting complete list take over added a new element. The only goal was orgasm. I struggled to keep quiet as Steven pounded me hard. The motions of his body into mine shook my entire body and tits bounced out of the dress.
“Please, sir. Fill me with your cum.” I panted as he grew close to orgasm.
We reassembled ourselves and returned inside as his cum dripped down my leg. Steven lagged behind and this time approached the empty seat on my other side as Tyler continued talking at me. I could still feel Steven’s cum inside me as Tyler tried to hit on me more openly.
Acting as strangers, Steven struck up a conversation. This didn’t sit well with Tyler, though I tried to hold conversation with both. He ultimately left, giving me his number, so we could talk without being interrupted.
I left on Steven’s arm. Glancing back at the stares as we exited the building. He had me remove the dress in the car and upon returning home, instructed me to retrieve my gift from the bag in our bedroom. [Sexy, sheer lingerie](https://i.redd.it/ra3xpx7933t91.jpg) awaited me and I had it on and adjusted before he entered the room. He smiled.
“Do you like your gift?”
“Yes, sir.” I approached him and began to run the front of his pants.
He moved away. “And I bet you liked being hit on in front of me.”
“What?! No, sir!”
“Don’t lie to me.”
“I’m not, sir.”
*smack* Steven’s hand crashed against my ass.
“Don’t lie to me. I know you liked it. And liked it when he got mad that you talked to me instead.”
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir. I’m a bad girl. It turns me on so much when guys think you don’t deserve me.”
“On your knees.” Steven commanded while pulling his rock hard dick from his pants.
I could still faintly taste myself on him from a few hours earlier as I covered the tip with my lips. I barely had time to savor it before I felt his hands on the back of my head. Steven pushed me down on him, pushing his dick into my throat.
I tried to break away as I coughed and choked. Saliva dripped from my mouth as I gasped when he finally let go. Looking up at him timidly, I gave him a slight nod to continue. Steven held my head and fucked my face, giving me brief breaks for breath before guiding me to my feet.
“Did you like that?”
“Yes, sir. I’m a dirty little girl.” I teased.
Steven threw me to the bed, face down in the pillows. His hands guided my hips up and he quickly entered my waiting pussy. I moaned as he pounded hard into my body, balls crashing into my clit. His hands slapped my ass, bringing a mix of pain and pleasure.
“I’m going to cum, sir. You’re going to make your little slut cum all over your dick. Fuck me! Fuck your little slut!” And I collapsed, face first on the bed as one of the biggest orgasms I’ve ever experienced took over.
Climbing onto his body, I slid him into me. Rocking and bouncing, I screamed and moaned. His hands roamed and teased my body. I continued to talk about what a dirty little slut I was as our bodies crashed into each other. Finally, Steven grabbed the metal heart in the middle of my new lingerie and pulled me to him. He took over and pushed into my body while holding me against his chest.
Hard and fast thrusts into my body overwhelmed me with pleasure until he pushed me away from him. Steven reached into the drawer before positioning me again and I felt the cool gel on my body.
“Are you going to fuck my ass, sir?”
“You tell me.”
I felt the push on my hole as it spread to accept him. I moaned.
“Are you going to fill my ass with cum, sir?” His body was tense as he slowly pushed into me.
“Do you want it?”
“Yes, sir. I want your warm cum in my…my…aaaaassssssssssuuuuuunnnnnnnggggggg.”
With another slap on my now tender behind, Steven pushed into me. Filling the tightness and panting. Screams of pleasure left my mouth as I felt the warmth shooting into my body. His cum entering my ass and coating my body as he pulled out mid-orgasm sent me over the edge once more and I collapsed as warm, sticky cum hit my back, ass, and dripped across my pussy.
“Did I do good, sir?”
“You did. You’re a good little slut.”
“*Your* little slut. Thank you, sir.”
“Maybe tomorrow I’ll have you tied.”
“Ooooohhhh…really, sir? You’re a good master.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/y18u89/controlled_displayed_a_parking_lot_quickie_and
!updateme
Incredibly hot!