by Nash, M. G.
“Oh, so I need to talk dirty in your ear.”
“Yeah, talk dirty to me while I drive.”
“OK, captain, sir.” She leaned forward and stroked down his leg to his crotch. “I’m going to slowly unzip your pants and pull out your red, hot cock. Then I’m going to bury my face in your crotch so I can lick and swallow you deep in my wet mouth. She flicked her tongue up his neck. “It’s going to feel like this. She rubbed her hand over his penis while she trailed kisses back down his neck.
“Maybe you should wait till we get home. I don’t want to have an accident.”
“But I have you captive. And, you are such a temptation.” She reached over to run her hand between his shirt buttons and play with his chest hair.
“You are a little minx.” He pulled her hand out of his shirt. “I’ll have us home in ten minutes, Carrie.”
She slowly unzipped his pants and touched his shaft which jerked at her touch.
“Maybe we need ten minutes of foreplay,” she sighed. “I never got to do this in high school. She ruffled Bob’s hair. “And, it’s such sweet torture. I want you. You need to know I want every part of you.”
Bob looked at Carrie shaking his head laughing. She leaned over to kiss him quickly as she stroked his penis. "Your last memory for this weekend, Bob. Let’s make it a good one.”
“You know two can play that game, Carrie.” He took his free hand and raised her dress to bare her body. She took his hand and pressed it between her legs so his fingers cupped her mons. “O-o, your arm feels like a big, hard cock, too,” she murmured seductively as she stroked his muscles with one hand and held his shaft with the other.
“Thank God, here is our turn-off,” Bob said in a rush, blowing out his breath. Pulling his arm away from Carrie, he navigated a sharp turn then placed his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer. “Don’t think I don’t love your attention. I’m going to fuck you like gangbusters the minute we walk in the door.”
She cuddled next to his shoulder, “That dirty talk works both ways, you know. It just makes me want you more.” She stretched so she could run her hand up and down his body. His member lay half-erect outside his pants. “Look at that handsome cock, Bob. I just have to touch it again.” She stroked it lightly and held it up in her hand.
Bob squeezed her shoulder and kissed her hair. “One more minute, love, the driveway’s coming up.”
“Maybe I’ll take you in the garage,” she whispered in his ear. “I’m so wet and ready for you I don’t think I can walk.”
“In the garage we go,” he soothed as he brought the car to a stop turning off the key. “Now, get out of here or I’ll take you on this seat.”
“How about spread eagle on the trunk?” Carrie tossed over her shoulder as she slid over to her door. Bob reached for her hand but she slipped away and scurried out the door. Laughing he pushed his door open and followed her to the back of the car.
Carrie stripped off her dress and laid her arms across the trunk. “Come here, big boy.” She wiggled her tush as he walked up behind her. With his unzipped pant, his cock jutted out making Carrie squeal with delight.
Grabbing her at the waist, Bob rubbed his shaft between her butt cheeks and leaned over to bite her neck lightly. “I think I should torture you for just a minute.” He pushed her head down and leaned forward to kiss the back of her neck.
Moaning her need, Carrie butted herself against his cock. “I want you inside me.”
Bob took the tip of his penis and touched between her wet lips. “Is this what you want?” He rocked himself against her body. “Tell me you want it.”
“Yes, give me more. I want it all,” urged Carrie.
Bob pushed upward filling her completely. He brought his hands up molding them to her breasts and groaned as he pumped into her.
Carrie panted spreading her legs to take all of him. She braced her arms and moved her legs in rhythm with his.
“Oh, it’s too much. I’m coming,” she moaned.
“Scream for me. I want to hear it,” Bob encouraged as he moved rapidly to drive her over the top. He wrapped his body around hers and pumped.
“Bob,” she cried, “Oh, don’t stop. Let me feel your cum.”
Grabbing her waist, Bob pummeled her with his cock till he shouted as his body jerked with tremors. He fell onto her back holding her while their hearts pounded.
They finally stood heaving and damp from their exertions. Carrie’s hands trembled as they covered his. “Wow, I’m speechless.” She held onto his arms while her breathing calmed.
“Welcome home, baby,” he nipped her shoulder and smiled kissing the red mark on her skin. “Let’s see if we can walk now.” He turned her slowly to face him.
“My love.” She hugged him and whispered in his ear, “I will never forget this weekend as long as I live.”
Hugging her back, Bob groaned his response and buried his face in her hair. “You will be my one and only Pleasure Cove memory.”
An hour later after a long shower, Carrie lay floating in the hot tub as Bob joined her. “Well, I have good news to report. Hugo left a voice mail message. He did call Royal Hacienda and the CEO wants to meet next week to see the video tape and review the evidence. He was quite upset.”
Carrie smiled, “My man, the politician.” She floated over to Bob kissing him lightly. “I’m proud of you.”
“It really was a team effort, sweetheart. Just think, you and I get to do this all over again in four weeks. Entertaining three kids at the beach – are you sure you’re ready for this?”
“Bring it on, baby. We can do anything as long as we love each other.”