Part two

I look around me, taking in as much as I can…….tennis ball in the footwell, treats in the door pocket……”What kind of dog have you got?” I ask before I’ve even clicked my seat belt in place. This surprises him, I don’t think he expected me to be so sharp. He trys to hide the smirk that tells me he’s glad I’ve got a brain and says that he has three, mixed rescues. I nervously blether on about the dogs in my life, I mean what the fuck else am I going to talk about while I search for clues as to who this guy actually is. At this point I still don’t know his first name or really fuck all about him. His anonymity is important to him, I get that but I’m far too nosey not to try to dig. Plus it’s insurance just incase I wash up in multiple suitcases on some bleak and desolate sea side resort………would probably make a good documentary though.

“Pull your skirt up, spread your legs and let me see my pussy”. There’s that low rumbling, hypnotic tone. I pull my skirt up and part my thighs as much as the passenger seat in a convertible will allow. Suddenly aware of being in the city centre, in the middle of rush hour traffic and anyone who cares to look down out of the many bus windows arround me will see me legs spread being roughly fingered again and again till I squirt all over my legs and the seat. “Good girl”. I swear his voice makes me purr! He puts his hands back on the steering wheel and starts thinking of where to go. Driving around playing with me, bringing me closer and closer to cumming and then he fucking stops! Hands back on the wheel. He must’ve done this about 7 or 8 maybe even 9 time by this point.  My poor pussy is swolen and desperate for some relief. My brain just didn’t know what was happening! I may have punched him in the arm out of sheer frustration but that’s only because I had no idea what else to do.

We drive out of the centre and along the shore. Every road we turn down, every parking space and every lay-by there’s a fucking camera, a school or one of the filths finest! So we keep driving. Finally he pulls into a side street facing the sea. I always forget how beautiful the city is.

He starts slowly massaging my clit, round and round, putting on just the right amount of pressure. I wonder if I can sneak an orgasm in before he stops. Its like he heard my thoughts! “Suck” he lifts his kilt, grabs a handful of my hair and starts to skull fuck me. While I’m bent over the gearstick, mouth full of dick and metal he slips 2 fingers into my pussy. Feels like fuckin heaven! “You really do like sucking my dick don’t you?” “Mmmmmhhhhhh” I try to nod my head. I feel his balls growing tight, his thighs go hard……he’s really close to cumming! I kick it up a gear, eager to make him cum! Hoping that he’ll take pity on my poor little cunt.

No such luck. He pulled me roughly by the hair and chucked me back at my seat. He slapped my thigh and squeezed it before he roughly jammed two fingers in my pussy, one in my ass leaving his thumb free to play with my clit, fuckin tripple threat! My heart was pounding in my chest as I let out a loud moan, half pain half pleasure. He kept roughly fucking me like this, my breathing got heavier and quicker but just as I would plead my breathy request “please sir I need to cum” he’d stop. Hed grab me by the hair and fuck my pretty little mouth again. Then bring me to the brink once more. This time when he stopped he pulled my face close to his, so I could see every inky speckle in those eyes and feel his breath on my skin. “Youre going to take my dick at the back of your throat, you’re going to suck and swallow my cum. Got it?” I nod. Once again he fills me up and plays with my clit, this time hes even less gentle, I can feel his dick pounding the back of my throat. Faster he bangs my face against his crotch. I can feel my drool escaping out the side of my mouth, down my chin and over his balls. He must’ve liked it because it tipped him over the edge. I was suddenly aware that I had a troat full of cum and a mouth full of dick. This makes breathing difficult and not for the first or the last time I wish I had gills!

I swallow, hes still playing with me, I can feel how wet I am, I can feel it running down my legs. My moaning gets louder and my brain is blank, I open my eyes for just a second, through the steamy windows I see a faint coloured blob coming up the hill towards us. Shit! People! It’s fuckin broad daylight in a fuckin city and I’m screaming like a banshee at this point! “Do you think you can cum before this guy gets to the car?” I don’t know but I’m gonna try! I start pushing back against his hand. If I want to cum today, now is the time cos this guy is good at what he does and I can tell he’s enjoying toying with me.

Ahhhhh fuck off guy! Fuck off back down the hill and let me cum! I’m so fuckin close but just as I open my mouth to beg permission, the fucking man reached the bastard car! “Guess not” he laughed, I could’ve cried. As the man walks past he pulls his fingers out of me, wipes his hand on my face and pulls out into the road.

I take a second to gather my thoughts. Stifling a pathetic sob I sort my skirt. BINGO! There it is, just the thing I was looking for. As I glance down to pull the skirt over my knees there’s a congradulations card with his name on it and where he works. Thank fuck for my dorky geps or I would’ve totally missed that! Keep that in the later-base for when it’s safe to Google.

We chat a little and he drops me off at a bus stop, he goes in to opposite direction, back through all that traffic. I get on the bus home and in utter disbelief at the wild day I’ve just had. I have a giggle at the obserdity of it all and out of sheer sexual frustration! I’ve clearly never had blue balls but now I’ve truly experienced blue bean and it’s fucking torture. I felt every bump, bend and sharp stop on that journey home.

Just as I’m getting off the bus a message comes in. “So now that you know what happens when you’re bad, when can I show you what good girls get?”