had grown dark outside and she paused
on the sidewalk, taking a long and steadying breath. Danny’s hand pressed into
her lower back, urging her on and she let herself be placed back in the limo.
Once inside Danny said, “I want you to
take that robe off, lie down and spread your legs, pull them back and up when
you do.”
Meghan gaped at him. “What?”
“I won’t say it again.”
Being made to strip was just as exciting
and terrifying as it had been in his office. Cool air ran over the parts of her
body that were exposed, she could feel it against the wetness between her
thighs and she shuddered in wicked pleasure as she laid back on the seat,
parting her legs and bringing them toward her chest as she had been instructed.
Danny smiled as the pink glimmer of her
pussy was revealed to him. He could see, even in the dimness, drops of pearly
white fluid gathering around the wet slit. His cock grew harder as she
unconsciously licked her lips, her eyes narrowing with passion.
He reached into a compartment, pulling
out a long vibrator whose end was a heavy round bulb. He put a condom over the
rounded end and then he pulled a small bottle of lube out as well.
Meghan gasped as his slick fingers slid
into her without any warm up or warning. He thrust against her walls and her
hips bucked wildly and involuntarily. Danny withdrew his dripping fingers and
her desire spiraled out of control as he stuck those fingers into his mouth and
sucked on them slowly and with obvious relish.
Danny gave her a few seconds then his
hand came down, slapping her pussy gently. She shrieked in surprise then pain.
The pain was brief, however, the pleasure endured. His hand left behind a
heated and stinging sensation, her clit jutted outward toward that hand. Danny
slapped her pussy again and she whimpered while juices, oddly chilly, slid down
her ass crack and pooled onto the seat below her.
There was low purring sound and Meghan
moaned in total surrender as the vibrator touched her swollen clit. The
friction was intense, incredible and her ass muscles clenched as she raised
herself up, her mouth opening in a soundless plea.
The car rolled through the night and she
could see colorful lights streaking past overhead, reminding her of stars.
“Please,” she begged, “Please will you
fuck me?”
The words made her feel shame but the
weighted locks swinging against her ankles made her feel safe and secure in a
way that she never had. Her hands clawed at the seat, her feet kicked as she
tried to hold off the orgasm that was rolling through her.
The vibrator was removed and she sobbed,
her fingers going to her clit. His hands yanked those fingers away before she
could do anything more than touch that hard bud at the top of her slippery
mound.
Danny slid his cock free of his slacks
and said, “get on the floor.’
She managed it. The corset made it
difficult and the area was cramped but she found a way to settle herself
between his splayed open legs. He sheathed his prick in a thin latex condom and
then he held her by the back of her neck.
“Suck my cock,” he ordered and she did.
Her mouth opened wide and she took him in, working her head down the shaft
while her tongue swirled and rubbed against the heavy veins that ran across it.
She worked her tongue against the small ridge that separated the helmet from
the shaft while her hand pumped the heavy weight up and down in time with her
mouth’s movements. She felt a sense of utter triumph when Danny let out a short
hard gasp and his hips jerked up at her face.
She moved lower, taking his heavy balls
into her mouth, sucking them and licking. His sooty pubic hair tickled her nose
and she waited until she felt his balls tightening to move back to the
throbbing hardness of his prick. Smears of pre-come marked the inside of the
condom and she wished she could taste it but she contented herself with sucking
even harder in order to apply greater pressure. The smell of his maleness was
causing
Eric J. Guignard (Editor)