“Look at you,” he purred. “Coming already. You really are a filthy fucking girl, aren’t you? Sitting there thinking about my cock makes you need it more than you can handle.”
“Fuck,” I whispered.
He chuckled and pushed me back. I put my hands on his knees and stared at him. I felt the steering wheel in my back.
He lifted his hips up and pulled down his boxer briefs. His long, thick cock slid out between us, hard as hell and practically pulsing for me. I took him in my hands and stroked him, mouth hanging open.
“Here’s the thing, little bird. You play tough, act like you know what you want and how you want it, maybe even like it a little rough.” He reached up, grabbed my hair, and sat forward. “But you’ve never had a fucking man before.”
I stared into his eyes as he leaned back and pushed me upwards. He slipped my panties to the side then brought me down slowly on the head of his cock.
I arched my back and groaned. He grunted as I slowly slid down his shaft, taking him deep between my legs.
He was right, god—
He was so right.
I’ve never had a man before. Not until that moment in the car, his massive, thick cock between my legs, bottoming out, filling me to the brim—
I’ve never felt so good before.
Sweat dripped down my back as I rode him. He took me to spots I never thought were possible. His hands moved along my skin and explored every inch of my body as I got used to his massive size and fell into bliss. I rode him and he fucked me, alternating fast and slow, deep thrusts and rough ones. He slapped my ass raw and I knew I’d have bruises.
But god, I loved it.
I wanted him to make it hurt. Just a little bit, because the pleasure felt so much sweeter.
He gripped my hair and bit my lip, made me take him, made me tell him that I loved it—
“God, yes, I love your cock,” I moaned into his ear. “I love every inch of it.”
“Tell me I’m the biggest man you’ve ever felt.”
“You’re the biggest. Fuck, you’re the biggest I’ve ever imagined.”
“That’s right, and I’ll ruin you for anyone else, little birdie. I’ll ruin you and only I’ll be able to make you feel this good again.” He pulled my arms behind my back and fucked me. I leaned forward, face against the car seat, and took it as he thrusted deep inside—
I couldn’t think, breathe, do anything but take pleasure from him. He released me and I rode faster, the car shaking, the windows fogged. I was sweating, a mess of pleasure and need and desire, and I felt another orgasm building, building, growing deep inside.
“I want to feel how wet you are when you come,” he whispered in my ear. “I want to feel your soaking cunt bear down on me as you lose yourself. That’s why I saved your life, little birdie. So I could take your body, own it, make it mine, turn it into my little plaything.”
“Yes,” I whispered. “Oh, god, yes. I’m your plaything. All of me, I’m yours to toy with. Go ahead and ruin me.”
“Come for me, girl. I want to feel it before I fill you up.”
“Fuck,” I moaned and did as he asked.
It was bliss, heaven, ecstasy, so much better than I ever could’ve imagined. I came on his massive shaft in a twisting, shuddering, messy moaning mass of joy and need and intensity. He didn’t slow down or go easy, he fucked me rough, and as my pussy tightened around his shaft in orgasm, I felt him release.
His hands gripped my ass and he filled me, pump after pump. I felt him deep inside, his warmth, his sticky seed. I bit his lip hard then kissed him, holding him there between my legs. Both of us sweating, both of us in that post-orgasm glow.
“Fuck,” he said.
“Yeah.” I grinned, put my forehead against his.
“That’s why I couldn’t wait to get you home. Had to take you here.”
“I have a feeling you’re not done with me yet.”
“Far from it.” He patted my ass.
I wiggled my hips and slid off him with a moan. I climbed over to my side of the car and sat there, sweating, half-conscious, just floating in the moment.
He chuckled and tucked himself away.
“Got to admit, part of me thought you might not be able to do it.”
“What do you mean?”
“In public. I thought you might chicken out.”
“Oh, I didn’t even think about it.”
“And there’s another happy surprise.” He took a deep breath and let it out. “But there’s a bed waiting for us back at the hotel.”
“You think you get to sleep in it tonight?”
“I’ll make it worth your while.”
I found my shirt and pulled it on. I thought about taking my ruined panties off, but just put them back into place and pulled my jeans on.