(We are a secret couple who have reconnected after far too long… This is our 3rd in person meeting our 2nd play and sex session.
Set in his campervan, we have just returned from lunch in a restaurant where we both enjoyed looking like a real couple, I’m dressed how Iike to but have never felt I could)
I step into the van we have an hour left together. I’m so madly in love with him, I want him so much I can’t keep my hands off him. As always he’s very calm and measured. I can’t help but kiss him as he steps in. Running his hands over me to feel the lingerie he knows I’ve been wearing while we ate. My black lace skirt and top showing glimpses of my bright blue straps, fishnets leading down to his favourite boots. He sits us down and we just kiss I try to undress him but he hold me just running his hand over me. I enjoy the sensation of his tongue inside my lips. Trying to patiently wait. Finally I feel his finger brush against my skin and he lifts my top slowly running is hands inside to feel the many straps beneath.
He lifts it over my head and looks down, I look up at him. I feel like he’s already inside me. I place my hands on the skirt and wiggle it down, revealing more straps and the stockings. I step out of the skirt. He releases me. I look up at him as he walks away from me. “Turn around. I want to look at you”. I turn and place my hands on the bed. “Lean over ” I rest my head on the bed. I feel him approach and touch my back very gently forcing me into the position he desires. I try to move he takes my arm and moves it back. He walks away. I hear him behind me. He’s looking at me, I twist my head so I can see him under my arm. Inspecting my bum inside the garter belt, the bright blue making my skin look even paler. “Oh yes, I like this” he moves, looks from a different angle, “yes I like this very much”. A huge burning desire to suck his shaft washes over me. My tiny knickers are soaked with my juices already. I hear the familar sound of his belt undoing. I bite my lip, what will he do. Fuck my arse standing up? No sound of his flies. Hmm, what is he going to do? I feel the belt lightly brush the inside of my thighs. I gasp. He whips my bum lightly, then brushes it with his belt then repeats.
I look back at him. “This is going to escalate very quickly I think I’ll stop”
I looking at him longingly knowing he’s right a belt mark on my ass is not going to keep us secret. I hear his flies open and he walks over to me and kisses my neck and pulls me up to him. I crave him so much. He turns me, he’s now undressed. I kiss him reaching for him needing to have him. He releases me sits me down. Walks away and goes to the shower. I sit I can bearly control the urge to go to him to watch him. I try to be calm, I feel like it’s taking forever. When he returns I have forced myself to read the back of a festival t-shirt he was wearing.
He smiles in a mean knowing way. He’d purposely making me wait. I stand and kiss him he runs his hands over my body. I press myself into him he sits in the corner of the sofa and sit me on his lap we kiss feverishly. He slides his fingers inside me and quickly makes me cum. Desperate to enjoy our final time together. His hands trace up my body. He brings his wet fingers to my lips and forces them down my throat hard. I feel them reach my throat, I don’t gag but lick and clean my cum from them. He wraps his fingers around me with his free hand and squeezes my throat tightly. I start to gasp him kissing me, I open my eyes as I start to struggle to breath. My body starts to wriggle controlably I reach for his arm, I’m starting to feel dizzy. He let’s go and I drop to my knees. Looking up at him I know I’m allowed to finally have what I desire.
I look down at his hard cock. I want him inside me. I start licking slowly, softly. Open my mouth and take him inside me. I love how he feels inside me. I am enjoying him so much when he pulls me off and wraps both hands around my throat again. This time he’s almost lifting me as he strangles me, his hands under my chin. I feel the dizziness much sooner, my thighs are now wet with my cum. The light in the room flickers. He releases. Pulls me into his arms. Gasping I press myself into him, I love how strong he feels. He sits me on his lap and kisses me again our tongues searching for one another’s. Again his hands reach for my throat squeezing he holds me close to his face. I gasps and almost struggle as he compresses my throat. The whole time he looks into my eyes, I feel him deep inside me. My body starts to tremble. He releases and pushes me back on to the floor.
Again I work to enjoy his cock, giving him the long even strokes he needs. Looking up at him, I know I’m pleasing him. I can feel him building. I want to be pleasing to him. His hands hold the back of my head. I give into him assuming he’s about to change the rhythm. Then he squeezes again. I stop sucking and look up at him as he strangles me. My eyes start to close. ” Open your eyes look at me” I force my eyes open and look into his. I love them so much his bright blue windows to his soul that owns me. I’m totally his. He relaxes.
I’m still kneeling up so I stroke his cock between my 2 hands looking up at him. He tightens and I try to continue the even strokes that will pump his cum all over me. He relaxes. I start to think ” Please cum, please cum all over me ” letting go he sits back. I press my breasts and nipples around his hard throbbing cock as I stroke. Looking up I see what might be an attempt to not cum for me. “Please cum for me, please” I beg pleading him with my eyes, he can no longer resist I feel him strain his cum pumps on to breasts, running down my fingers, more continues as I rub it into my myself and lick it from my finger. I suck his head as the last drops pump out of him.
Working quickly to taste as much as I can as I clean him. It’s dripping from my hands onto my face. He’s made me so filthy. My bra is coated in a thick layer wet against my skin. I hear his breathing change as he becomes more under control. I look up. “Your mine, my filthy girl” he whispers softly. ” I’m wholly yours, your filthy girl” whipser back. He holds me and I know that I’m safe, not just now but always. I’m always in his arms. He’s always there for me. “I think you should shower” suddenly panicked I might be late. No, he’s quite clearly planned everything to perfection this time. Plenty of time to be calm, to contact home, to return looking as if nothing has happened.
I shower quickly in the tiny cubicle, dress he can’t help but kiss my nipples before I hid them away and pack. I look like I do at home the small version of myself. Then it hits me. I have to leave, I turn to him he immediately knows. “It’s ok, your mine your not leaving. You’re always mine” We sit and kiss softly, “I don’t want to go, I love you I don’t want this to end” he strokes my hair from my face, the tears run down my cheeks and he kisses me and pulls me into his chest. I give myself everything I am. I start to feel differently. OK, I’m strong enough I’m his. I stand and he walks me to my car. Kisses me gently. I struggle not to cry again. He checks I have everything, that I know where I’m going. I’m his most precious possession and I can feel is adoration.
” We’ll text later” I know he’s right I’ll probably text before he’s even home. I’m his. I take a deep breath and get in the car.