98 Degrees

"Tell me, tell me woman If you'd like to pursue eternal pleasure hand delivered from me to you fulfill your fantasies with 98 degrees (baby this is motown) mmm, that's how it's goin' down." 98 Degrees-Montell Jordan "Come and Get It"

What a fantastic day, everything was perfect, everyone was perfect, she was perfect. She is a good girl...

It was slightly warmer than I had hoped, hovering near 100 degrees, 98 degrees to be specific. We had been discussing the afternoon festivities (or the idea of the festivities) for a long time, several months at least. She was understandably hesitant, given the extreme depth of what was to come, but interested, nonetheless.

We planned on meeting in a parking area behind a local store that is very quiet and would limit the potential of being seen or "caught" doing something that would be frowned upon as taboo by our culture. I was nervous, but the base of my nervousness came from my pure desire to succeed, prove to her and myself that I could give her the promised "eternal pleasure." As I pulled into the parking space, I was noticeably shaking. How does one settle those nerves? That's right, Vodka and orange Crush.

Nerves begin to settle and what do I see? The most delicious legs, smooth body, succulent breasts and gorgeous face to ever grace my presence. As she slowly enters my car, the excitement truly hits and the nerves come back with force. She smiles and says "hi." So simple, yet so satisfying. She is a good girl. She has a vague idea of what is to come, but I know doesn't truly grasp the depth of the water that she is about to be thrown in without a life preserver. After some menial small talk and several sips (gulps) of the CrushKa, I ask if she is ready.

She wryly smiles and nods her head. We are unprepared, and are forced to use a makeshift blindfold, but as long as her vision is deprived, mission accomplished. As we begin the drive, I can see her legs shaking. More CrushKa is necessary. We have a short drive, only about 7 miles, but as we go, I can't control myself and begin touching her. Rubbing her gorgeous legs, above her knees, up her thighs and gently teasing her sweet pussy. As we approach his house, I cannot help but smile, the moment is finally here.

We proceed around the row of houses, into the gravel alleyway between the two streets. We park behind his garage. Care must be taken to keep our presence as discreet as possible so that the neighbors and those living with him are unaware of our presence. I send him a text message informing him that we have arrived and he responds with the simplest and most universally known emoji, the thumbs up. At that I get out of the driver seat and walk to her side of the car.

She is still blindfolded and as I attempt to assist her out of the car, she gets stuck because her safety belt is still secured. After a giggle and some embarrassment, we get her out of the car and she begins the frantic, where am I flailing of her arms trying to find something to grab onto. I reach out my hand to hold hers. As we walk around the side of his garage and turn, I can hear the neighbors in their yard, I hope they don't hear any of this. We approach the door to his garage and I peer in. There he is, lying on a mattress in the middle of the garage, completely nude, raging hard on in hand, with a giant grin on his face.

We walk in and I get her to the edge of the mattress before guiding her down onto her knees. She is hesitant at first, but when I place her left hand on his right leg, she knows exactly what to do. Her natural inclination to please men come to light and she understands that her sole purpose is to please whomever I say, whenever I say. She is a good girl. She slides her hand up his leg, grabs his penis and within seconds, accepts her status as my whore, and gradually sheathes is penis with her mouth. My cock is instantly hard knowing that she is swallowing a stranger just to sate me.

The next couple of minutes are spent with her full attention on pleasing him while I walk around the two happily touching myself, while admiring this beautiful woman work. I am reaching a breaking point and want nothing more than to touch her. Her mouth is occupied, but she has so much still to, I need to touch her. I look at my friend who is amid what I know to be one of the best blow jobs given by a human. We make eye contact and I tell him that I am going to fuck her. He nods. I get on my knees behind her gorgeous ass, taunting me, up in the air. I begin to slowly rub the area surrounding her pussy and gently slide her panties to the side. She is dripping wet. I cannot help but get my face as close as possible without touching to inhale her sweet, intoxicating aroma. It is heavenly. I know that she is ready, so I slide the head of my penis up to her opening and with little consideration and more force than necessary, press myself into her.

I can immediately feel her tighten up around my cock and drip more of herself out onto me and the mattress. I am in heaven, he is in heaven, she is in heaven. She is a good girl. I know that I am not going to last, even at the slow pace that I am proceeding. I slide myself out of her and while watching her enjoy a stranger's penis, slide mine around her legs and pussy lips. Again, unable to take the pure joy of seeing her with another man, I insert myself into her. This arouses not only her, but him. I can see him getting more involved, more aroused. He reaches up and grabs the back of her head and starts fucking her throat. This is all that I can handle and after two more pumps, I press as deep into her as I can and empty my load fully and completely. As I am finishing, I look up and can see that he must have finished as well. He is now lying with his arms splayed out to either side, exhausted from the immediate aftermath of his intense orgasm into her mouth. She on the other hand, is doing exactly as she has been directed, I hear her slurping up every bit of his cum and cleaning his cock with her filthy mouth.

As I can tell the party is over, I slide her panties back and tell her to get up. She reaches for my hand and I help stand her up. She is shaking, nervousness, fear, shame, I will never know, she did as she was told and that is all that matters. I help her walk back to the car, get her in, buckle her and we drive away from the nondescript, undisclosed location with both ends of her body full of cum. This formative event in our lives has truly started something special. We have a relationship that most would not understand, nor respect. Respect or not, it makes me happy, it makes her happy, it makes us happy, it IS us. She is a good girl.

To my love, I will always "fulfill your fantasies," but never forget that I am in charge, I am your bringer of "eternal pleasure," whatever I say "mmm, that's how it's goin' down."