The Limo

You've planned a special night out for us, you tell me. Wear the low-cut dress to work, heels. You will pick me up at my car in the parking lot at 6pm.

When I round the corner I see a vintage white 1945 Buick limousine parked next to my car. I smile to myself, this should be nice, as I open the door and climb in next to you. There is champagne on ice and soft music playing. You pour me a glass and watch as I take my first few sips. Then you direct the driver to head out having already given him his directions before I got there.

I'm sitting next to you demurely, with my legs crossed at my ankles, sipping my champagne, wondering what you have planned. You reach over and run your hand ever so lightly up my thigh, your thumb glancing my lips through my panties. "Open your legs, never sit with your legs crossed when you're with me," you instruct me.

"Yes, Lover," and I immediately do as you say.

You pull the skirt of my dress up and I can see the driver glancing at me in his rear view mirror. With my legs open I'm sure he can see my pussy and I blush. You're watching him, too, and you push aside my panties to get to my juices. You comment how wet I am and how much you like that.

"Yes, Lover, my pussy juices are yours," I say shyly. I can see the driver smile, and I realize not only can he see what we are doing, but he can hear us, too.

We drive for awhile, you occasionally stroke my thigh, have me suck your fingers, pinch my nipples through my bra and dress -- just enough to make sure your pussy stays wet. I'm waiting for you to have me suck your cock, but again you surprise me. You tell me you're going to fuck my pussy tonight, to get down on all fours for you, and present my ass to you.

"Please, Lover, I beg you, please fuck me," I tell you as I crawl off of the seat to the floor.

"All fours, with your head up," you demand. I hadn't noticed the car had stopped.

You raise my skirt over my ass and pull my panties down to my knees. Your hands caress my ass cheeks and you begin to address the driver.

"Driver, this is Jane. She is MY whore and MY slut. She is here purely for my pleasure, to allow me to fuck her any way I like, as many times as I like. She welcomes the pain from being fucked over and over again. You'll see, she'll beg for more. Because all that matters to her is that she is MY whore and MY slut. Enjoy watching her lovely tits. Enjoy watching how I fuck MY whore."

I feel your hard cock between my cheeks. You reach your hand between my legs and into my pussy. As you had told the driver, I start to groan and whisper your name. Your first thrust of your cock goes deep inside me and I'm groaning your name loudly. You start slowly, two, three, four strokes, each time making sure I feel the full length of your cock. You stroke faster and faster, each time slamming your hard cock into me.

"Please, Lover fuck me, please Lover, let me come, fuck me, fuck me," I plead.

"Not yet, you are MY slut, not yet," you reply in a controlled tone. Before either of us cums, you stop. I see the driver is surprised, too. You speak to him again:

"Driver, this is MY cocksucker. She cums when I decide; she cums only after I have been satisfied."

I've already turned around, knowing that by addressing me as YOUR cocksucker that is what you demand. You never stop talking to the driver as I take your hard cock covered in my pussy juices in my mouth.

"Watch her lick her juices off of my cock. Watch MY cocksucker take my hard cock in her mouth and stroke it. She isn't a housewife. She is MY cocksucker and knows how to please me. Watch her ass move as she sucks me. Are you wishing you could fuck that ass? Listen to her. She is such a good whore, my slut, my cocksucker. She's going to take my warm cum, all that I'm going to shoot, because she's MY cocksucker."

And with that, you run your fingers into my hair, pull my head back, and release your warm cum in my mouth. I'm making soft contented noises as each stroke releases more cum into the back of my throat.

"Driver, would you agree she was an especially good whore tonight? Did you cum, too? Were you imagining it was your cock in her pussy and her mouth? She is MY good girl. Let me show you how you reward a good slut."

You reach down and shove your fingers in my cunt, while using your thumb to press on my hard clit. It only takes a few minutes before I'm crying your name out loud again in total pleasure and joy. You feel my pussy pulsing as my cry turns into a satisfied whimper.

"Driver, we're done here. You can take us back to the parking lot."