Vera’s POV.
Oh, shit.
I can’t stop cussing at the feeling of having something between my legs.
My eyes glaze over from lust even as I watch David and the policeman speaking about…
God, I can’t think properly again. Just remembering David’s words about us playing dirty with each other is making me shiver, excited about the prospect of this dirty secret we’ll create.
Shit…it’s all I can do not to moan into the air now because
this dildo between my thighs, forging ahead into my pussy is making me burst with tingles.
Fuck, it’s so hot and sweet.
Hell, the way he plunged that cock cast into my vagina, his arms bulging and his face tight with a deep-felt hunger made me juiced up.
Like, the scene alone is too hot, and juices willingly escape my pussy. I mildly ride the object, basking in the tantalizing feeling of having a something inside me.
It’s not entirely sheathed but its presence alone is bursting my brains.
“Is everything alright, Mr. Truman?” The officer’s voice breaks through my shallow mind. I throw a glance over there and I see him watching me with curious eyes.
Then he breaks contact and looks back at David.
Of course, David acts calm and collected. He even whispers a smile at the man as he lies through his teeth. “Yeah, officer. I had issues with my belt. So I wanted to adjust it…”
I don’t know when I did it though, but it makes a shocked gasp to file out of my lips.
The officer looks over at me, likewise David.
“Oh…it’s…nothing…fuck…”Shit, I find it hard to take a breath again.
Jeez, David’s sporting a monster hard-on.
If this dildo is seating sweetly between my legs, poking and taking arousing probes at my pussy. How then will having David’s bulbous head tease my cunt feel?
Oh, fucking hell. I know it’s going to taste better and hotter.
I can’t wait to have it.
I forget the two men are still trying to get over the random gasp I threw short moments ago, and moan softly again.
My hips leap up a bit to ride the cock.
I do it in such an awkward way that makes the policeman stare at me. David included.
But of course, he has a knowing smirk on his face. Faint enough, you’ll hardly know it’s there.
“Are you, okay, Ms. Truman?” The man questions, concern lacing his voice.
Fuck…my thighs tremble alongside my pussy as I deliriously ride the dildo, my furrow wetly scrolling up and down on it.
I take a huge swallow, getting the lump off my throat as I conjure an answer.
I release an awkward laugh, making the officer stare at David and then back at me as I spill. “Yes…I’m…”I take a gulp of breath. “Super…good, you know.”
I flank my hands on either side of me and rise up again, only to descend with words gushing out of my lips. “I have this…itching…between my legs…and…”I laugh again.
God, this is crazy yet hot. Sexily hot as David watches me with glassed eyes as I ride the thingy he put in me.
“Oh…” The man lets out as if he knows half of the consuming pleasure striking my cunt but he…sure as hell doesn’t.
I don’t think anyone has felt something so potent and delicious at once. Something so hot.
Hell, my eyes roll skyward, as I take another smooth ride and land.
I thrive on the knowledge that a policeman is there, watching with a confused expression as I ride a dick…a molded, rubber dick daddy’s plunged inside me, without the man’s knowledge.
Shit, this is mind-blowing hot.
The man’s still gaping by the time I roll my hazed eyes in his direction. He’s trying to figure that out but…
“So…” David cuts his attention to me.
“I, uh, suggest you head home and take a shower. Maybe the itch…” He says to me, interrupting David. “Is as a result of…the temperate weather.”
I purr. I literally, purr and nod. Then. “Yes, yes. Sure, officer.” I bite my lips after that and he stares suspiciously at me, then David.
David dons his serious, businessman face as he glares at the officer.
“Oh, well, Mr. Truman. I only wanted to make sure everything’s okay. Your parking over the ramp, is inappropriate, actually.” He leans away as he speaks.
His suspicious gaze is locked on us as he straightens and adjusts his cap.
“I’m so sorry, officer. It’s
as a result of my belt.” David tugs his seatbelt as he mutters the lie again.
The officer waves a nod our way. “It’s okay, Mr. Truman.”
David grins, fumbling with the key to start the car. He swings up his window, sealing us shut into our world of secret affairs.
Then gently, he settles us back onto the road.
“That…was unspeakably hot, kid. Watching you act naughty in front of an officer of law. It’s getting me high…sporting a huge hard-on.” He bites through his clenched teeth as he swirls the steering wheel.
In between, David takes a long glance at me. By now, I’ve ridden my skirt up, my thong shifted aside and the almost ten inches dildo nestled over my nub, my pussy lips wrapped around it, my clit poking out.
It’s so hot watching this.
“Fuck…that’s
incredible kid. Toss your ass up, kid…and roll down, slowly. Just ride it…tell how it feels riding that cock.”
David gushes.
My eyes are dazed. My hands are struggling to hold me still as I obey his orders. I give the dildo a passionate ride, imagining it’s his marvelous
dick, wracking my inside with its warmth and throbs.
Then I start gushing words. “It feels…strange, having a cock inside me….” I sputter.
David lets out a growl at that. The moment he cut through the thin layer of skin in my pussy with his fingers, breaking my virginity, David’s eyes glazed with victory.
He’d always wanted this, ’cause if not. I don’t see the reason for being happy I’ve never been penetrated by a man before.
He thrived on the fact I lied about having several body counts. It’s half truth though. I’ve had boys give me bouts of pleasure with their tongue and teeth and lips.
Yeah, Mr. Blacksmith is one of them for sure. So, the body count thing is actually not a lie. Only, David loves the fact he’s the one breaking the flesh covering my pussy, to reach my inner walls.
It’s impressive. Spectacularly great, having him deflower me. Pop my cherry.
I intend to laugh as I think about this but instead, it comes out as a moan.
“Fuck, kid…this is making me…high.” He barks like a frustrated cave man.
I huddle a slight inch of my ass on the leather seat with a satisfied sigh. I get one of my hands before my cunt, wanting to practice what I’ve been watching on porn for a while.
Damn, just the thought of it is making me wild.
“You see how you take that cock…”David’s rambling… “It’s how I want to devour your pussy. It’s how I wanna make your legs tremble. I wanna make you suck on me so bad, kid.” He goes on and goes, feeding my ears with dirty words.
It’s…crazy really but insanely hot.
I moan to his name and then connect my fingers, all five of them to my clit.
I ride the cock and finger my clit.
It’s doubling the debris of pleasure I feel. And I love it.
David watches me…snarls and smacks the steering wheel.
I thrive on the sexual frustration swimming through me.
“Oh, daddy…” I mewl, flicking my turgid clit. My breasts are doughy as my nipples prickle the fabric of my bra.
My wavy hair frames my face but jerks with every move of my pussy against the cock and fingers against my clit.
With my dreamlike eyes, I gaze at David and find him struggling with the wheel and trying to watch me touch myself while also obeying his order that I ride on the dildo.
I’m all juiced up. The milky fluid dribbles out of the hole onto the ritzy leather seat.
“Oh…. fuck…. shit…” I gush, attracting his attention. David looks and lets out cusses upon cusses as he watches my juice gushing out, tainting the seat.
“Dammit!” He howls, his voice echoing around us. “Keep doing that. Give me those streamers…” He orders.
I laugh sheepishly, my wet lips stretching across my face. I fire on.
Riding.
Fingering.
Touching.
It’s all I do. I fuck myself like he demanded while I shudder, the thought of it hot.
It’s super exciting watching him, helplessly watch me.
I know he wants to do this himself but…he can’t.
I tease myself when I take a slow dip, and jerk my legs before coming up again.
“You’re watching me, daddy, touch my virgin pussy…”
He growls.
“Watching me ride a cock that isn’t your…” I flick myself and moan at the electrifying sweetness.
“Watching me juice up the car with my cun… do you love it? Hmmm?”
I don’t know what exactly I’m saying but I keep rattling. I keep wording things that rule him. Things that make his penis rise at attention.
I study the harsh lines on his face and I know without doubt that my words are doing the job well.
I continue, even as we drive into our mansion’s driveway.
As the Gateman drags the door down…David kills the engine.
He unfastens his belt and turns, slanting to face me.
“Dammit…. shit.” He growls.
With speed, David gets his hands all on me…touching and flicking.
His face, was littered with slight stubble graze over my breasts.
Needing more intense friction, I hold his face against my breasts as I let out the two free, and smash them together.
Oh, hell. It feels making. Having his stubbled chin graze my nipple while I push his face into my chest.
On the other hand, I press on top of his finger torturing my clit.
Double carnal pleasure.
Moan vibrates on his chest while he sexily does dirty, filthy things to his ward.
I go still all too suddenly as I feel my insides spasm. The contraction makes a high-pitched groan tear from my mouth.
Before I know it, my pussy become an ocean of cum. Juices painting his fingers.
By the time the crazy spasm stops, I see David licking my cum off his fingers.
I slump against the seat, watching with a fogged gaze.
“That’s it, kid. You did a great job.” He praises me. I wet my lips, taking in how he sexily suck on his fingers. Afterward, he gets closer. I can practically taste his breath on my lips.
“Are you ready?” He asks.
I frown in confusion. But he goes on to clarify.
“Are you ready to give me, a daily sexual report? Reports on how you pleasure yourself to the thought of me?”
That sounds crazy but…I love crazy things especially what it comes to David.
Giving a sexual report…it’s a kink I’d love to try.
At my nod, David darts his hand behind his seat again. This time…
He hands me different types of vibrators.
To be continued…