“Call me when you get in the car,” he’d said.
She wondered what he was up to but she had a good idea. There was a huskiness to his voice that gave his intent away, but her mind reeled with fantastic possibilities. Together they were new to this game, but they were both exploring new sides of themselves, using new ideas to unleash their sexual desires. She was already wet thinking about it. Her mind was no longer concentrating on the assortment of lingerie that hung before her in the local mall’s Victoria’s Secret. Instead thoughts of him controlling her tore her focus apart and she decided to head towards the parking lot.
As she neared the doors leading to the huge parking lot, she pulled out her cellphone ready to call him. She waited, though, because while the directions had been simple, they had also been specific. Wait until she’s in the car. Where the hell was the car? She held the phone tightly in her hand as she walked quickly toward her vehicle. Fumbling for her keys, she couldn’t believe how much her hands were shaking. She withdrew the keys and pressed the button on the key fob to unlock the door. She barely heard the click of the lock; her heart pounding in her ears.
She put the few bags she had in the back seat and then climbed into the driver’s seat. She sat for a moment and took a deep breath. She flipped open the phone and speed-dialed him. The phong rang three times; she was afraid it would go to voice mail. He picked up at the last second.
“Hey…” she started, “I don’t know that I…”
“Don’t say anything,” he paused waiting to see if she would continue. She didn’t. “Start the car and drive to an inconspicuous spot in the parking lot away from most of the other cars.”
He stopped talking and waited for her to do as instructed. She started the car, and backed out. Her breathing was deep, trying to gain control of the pounding in her heart as she looked around for a secluded spot that would ensure no one would be walking by, but not so far away that someone might come see what was going on. She found a spot that she thought fit the bill, but was still unsure of its safety from viewers’ eyes. She turned the key so the engine would quit, but the radio would continue to play.
“Are you there?” he asked.
“Yes,” she breathed. Her voice came out as a whisper.
“Push your seat all the way back.” She did.
“Lean your seat all the way back.” His voice had taken on a sultry but commanding Sefaköy escort bayan quality. This was a side of him she hadn’t experienced before and it was completely hot. She pulled the lever that allowed her to lean back to an almost completely supine position.
“Are you wet?” he asked.
“Mmm hmm,” she answered. She knew words wouldn’t come.
“Mmmm. Okay, babe, unbutton your jeans and unzip them.”
Her chest was tight. This was testing her boundaries, but it was completely exciting and erotic. She did as she was told. Her hands shook making it more difficult to get the zipper down than normal. The cool winter air that never warmed up in the car kissed her skin just above her panty’s waistband.
“Touch yourself over your panties,” he whispered.
She slid her hand between the denim and the soft cotton of her panties. She could feel the warm moistness through the fabric. A soft, drawn out moan eased from her lips into his ear.
“Can you feel the wetness, babe?” His voice was deep and enticing, pulling her deeper into this erotic experience. “Rub yourself softly for me using full strokes.”
She complied. The excitement of such a new experience washed over her causing her sex became even more sensitive to her touch. The fear of someone seeing her added a new dimension to her sensations. Her hand moved slowly back and forth and she lost herself in his voice.
“Imagine me touching you,” he said, his voice soft. “I’m there, my hand exploring you. You feel so hot under my fingers.”
She continued moving her hand over herself, feeling the wetness, waiting for his next request.
“Pull your jeans down just past your panties.” His voice, forceful and sudden, caused her to jump. His command surprised her and excited her. She put the phone on the middle console as she used both hands to slide the jeans over her hips where they rested on the middle of her thighs.
“Okay,” she moaned.
“Now slip your hand under your panties; feel the wetness.”
“Mmmmmmmm,” she couldn’t express herself in words.
“I want you to imagine my mouth on you. My breath is hot on your pussy as I trace my tongue over you. Tasting your juices. I probe inside of you, spreading your lips with my tongue.” His voice is but a whisper in her ear.
Her fingers slid over her mound easily, the wetness soaking her soft, curly hair. She could feel the orgasm building inside of her.
“I Yenibosna escort want you to stick two fingers inside of yourself,” he said. She moaned her acquiesence. “Now, rub your clit with your thumb.”
She touched her thumb to herself, and felt the tingles explode up her spine. She heard him say that she was to fuck herself with her fingers, his voice distant but very much inside of her mind. She moved her fingers slowly in and out, her juices covering them while her thumb still rotated in circles over her sweet spot. The overwhelming sensation of orgasm rushed at her as she moaned louder in his ear.
“I want my cock inside of you. I want to fill you….” his voice faded as she lost herself in the sensations raging within her. The feelings surged forward suddenly, wishing to overcome her.
“Can I cum?” she begged. “Please.”
“Yes, you may cum,” he allowed.
She released the gate and the flood of intense pleasure washed over her. Her moans were loud in his ear. She called his name as he coaxed her on, willing her to keep cumming for him. The waves continued to crash into her as her sex convulsed at her touch.
He was breathing hard in her ear as he listened to her vocalize her enjoyment. She leaned her head back against the headrest completely oblivious of any activity that might be taking place outside her windows. She cooed at him, almost whimpering, unable to find the words to voice to him. He waited.
She took a few deep breaths and then asked if he had cum with her. He said that he hadn’t, and she moaned her displeasure.
“That one was for you, babe,” he answered to her unspoken question.
She was still rubbing herself, keeping the constant pressure alive within her; her fingers were very wet.
“I want you to cum with me,” she said. “I want to hear you cumming too.”
He paused and she knew that she was pushing his boundaries too. This excited her further.
“Hold on,” he replied. She waited for him, the soft sound of a zipper and cloth rustling in the speaker of her phone. “I’m ready. God, my cock is so fucking hard, babe, so fucking hard.”
“Are you ready?” she teased. She massaged her clit lightly as she imagined the words that would bring him to orgasm quickly. He moaned his response in her ear.
“Mmmm…I want to suck on your cock,” she said. “You’re hard as I take you in my hand and bring my lips to your head. I lick the Escort Halkalı tip.”
She can hear him gasping lightly in her ear, his silence typical as he works himself to her words. His breathing fuels her hand as she continues to fondle herself, the image of him stroking himself large in her mind.
“I pull you into my warm mouth, taking you all the way in, deepthroating you. You feel hot in my mouth.”
His moans grew louder in her ear. Her body responded with the swell of ecstasy pooling between her legs again, quickly coming to a height as she lost herself in his groans. She began to moan with him calling his name as he called hers. Together they worked themselves listening to each other, thoughts of their bodies colliding in passion weaving through their minds.
“Mmmmm…I can’t think, baby. I’m sorry…I can’t…make the words…” She was lost in the sound of his voice. He said it was fine as he listened to her vocal pleasure, his voice stuttered with the intensity of his jacking. It seemed like forever that they just listened to each other moan and breathe as they touched themselves. And then he whispered her name.
“Are you cumming?” she asked. Her hand worked inside of herself as she moved rapidly, bringing herself to the brink.
A moan was all he could mutter.
“Oh, god, I’m…I’m,” the words stuck in her throat. She was losing herself in the intensity as her body began to shudder beneath her fingers. “Oh, baby…oh, baby.” Her lower half was on fire; her heart was pounding in her chest.
He begged her to cum for him as he was obviously on the brink himself. His breathing quickened, getting louder in her ear. She moaned at him, calling his name as her fingers worked her slit with fury.
“Oh, ooh,” the initial sounds of his release set her off into ecstasy. “I’m cumming,” he gasped.
She opened the dam holding back her own release and they climaxed together. Thoughts of the other filled their minds as the sounds mingled together hotly over the phones. Her sex was drenched and she was covered in a light sweat. Her heart was tight in her chest, her breath coming deep and with effort. She was coming down from the edge as she listened to him finish off his own orgasm. Together they sighed satisfied.
They sat in silence for a few moments, each letting the other catch their breath with the phones still to their ears.
“You are fucking incredible, babe,” he whispered lovingly. “Fucking incredible.”
She giggled as she pulled up her pants over her soaked panties. “You too,” she said, “I can’t believe the way you make me feel. I think you could make me do anything.”
He laughed warmly at her statement and she knew he was already thinking of tways to take her up on the challenge.