Now you're here I don’t want to let you go, and I slip one hand into your free hand and we walk across the concourse towards the car park. We talk idly about your trip, about ordinary stuff, nothing important as we head out to the car park.
It's getting late and I have purposely parked on the top floor of the multi-story car park to suit my plan. As we walk along I can't help but grin at the thought of what I have planned for you. You were pleased to see me I know and surprised by my underwear stunt but I know you haven’t thought beyond that except to perhaps getting me home and making love with me. I wonder what you'd be thinking if you knew what I have planned before we get home?
The lift's waiting when we arrive at the car park and I lead you in. "I'm parked at the top," I tell you. The doors close and I lean against you, not willing to let you go now you're finally home. You kiss my neck and I wriggle against you practically purring. I have missed this.
The doors open with a ping and we walk out on to an almost deserted dimly lit top floor. The car is parked in the far corner, probably the dimmest part of the floor; we're talking idly as we walk to wards the car. A few paces away I take the keys from my pocket and press the remote locking and open the car and boot. You drop your briefcase in the boot, close the lid and turn round.
I've untied the belt to the coat, slipped it from my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. In the half-light of the car park, I'm stood about 3 feet away from you, long blonde hair loose over my shoulders, half-cup bra, chiffon and lace, doing nothing to conceal my breasts from you, my nipples clearly visibly pushing against the lace.. My arms at my sides, lace suspender belt encircling my hips, tiny lace thong, covering my pussy, black sheer stockings, lace topped attached to suspenders, and heels.
I stand like that for a moment to let you look at me then purposefully walk towards you, you take a step back and find yourself against the boot of the car. Nowhere to go. You stand as I get within a pace of you.
Without a word, I drop to my knees in front of you. Kneeling back, I look up at you in the dim light, my lipstick is glistening slightly, my eyes darker than usual. One small hand traces the outline of the erection that immediately sprang to life when you saw me stood in my underwear.. A little pressure applied and you moan softly as your hardness responds to my hand.
I lean back, removing my hand from you and placing my hands on either side of my breasts. I squeeze then, teasing you, as the lace from my bra gaps away from my skin allowing you a tantalising glimpse of my breasts, my nipples hard.
I kneel up, reach for the zip on your trousers and unzip you, the other hand undoing the buttons at the waist of your trousers. You lean back against the car so, despite being undone, your trousers don’t slide down.
Reaching into your boxers I wrap one cool hand around the base of your cock. Not moving it, just holding you. Alternating the pressure between soft and firm. I can feel the blood pumping into your cock as you get even harder. I lick my lips and look up at you, still silent. You reach for my hair and wrap a length of it round your fist and jerk me towards your cock. Your intention is clear.
But I want to tease you a little longer, so I respond by starting to move my hand up and down your cock, stroking you, my thumb rotating enough to brush over the head of your cock on each upward stroke. It jerks against my hand, just as you again pull my head towards you, a little rougher this time.
I get the message. You're not in the mood to be teased.
Freeing your cock from your boxers, I look at it, hard in my hand, and lick my lips in anticipation. Again you pull my hair, hard enough to make me moan and I lean forward deciding you're too tempting to tease further. My tongue darts out and tentatively touches the head of your cock, leaving it wet and glistening in the dim light. Again and again I repeat that, my hand continuing to stroke you.
Finally you can't stand the touches of my hot tongue on your cock and when I lean forward again you wind your other hand in my hair and pull me hard against your cock. The head brushes against my lips, and I open my mouth to protest, giving your cock free entrance to my mouth.
In one stroke you arch away from the car and fill my mouth with your cock. I gag slightly at the intrusion but now you're intent on getting what you need and playing doesn’t come into it.
Pulling my hair down you tilt my face upwards, allowing you to push your cock further into my mouth, my lipsticked lips stretched tight around the shaft of your cock. The head of it touches the back of my throat and I gag slightly, trying to accommodate all of you. It inches into my throat as I struggle to breathe and take the length of you. You wait for a moment as I come to terms with the feel of you in my mouth, my tongue alternately lapping, circling and sucking you. Your hands tighten in my hair and we move from me being in control to you being in control.
I stop being the temptress and start being the toy.
You move away from the car slightly, holding my head firmly, allowing me no chance to pull away from your cock and start to fuck my mouth. Subtly things have changed. Not a blowjob to tease you any more, now you're fucking my mouth to please us both.
I look up at you, long lashed eyes pleading with you to cum, to let me taste you, and you have no intention of stopping anyway, as you get into a steady rhythm, fucking my mouth harder with long strokes, sometimes almost escaping my lips allowing me the opportunity to encircle the underside of your cock with my tongue, flicking at you.
I begin to taste you. But you're not going to stop now, tightening your grip you begin to thrust harder and deeper as I struggle for breath at your feet, the feel of your cock jerking at the back of my throat and the hot, salty taste of your cum as you start to orgasm.
I swallow and swallow and struggle for breath as you bury your cock in my mouth filling it with your cum, A trickle escapes from my mouth but I can't help it, you seem to be cumming endlessly.
It seems like minutes pass and still you're cumming, but I feel you lean back against the car and your hands loosen in my hair as you pull back, allowing me to breathe more easily. I suck the last drops of cum from your cock and lap my tongue around it greedily. Kneeling back I slide away from your cock, licking my lips, and scooping up the trickle from my chin and licking my fingers, my eyes never leaving yours.
My pussy damp from the excitement and tensing because I know how the cock I just had in my mouth feels inside me. Breathing returning to normal... You lean forward, offer me your hand and pull me to my feet and against you, your cock still hard pressing against my belly.
"Your turn," you tell me, as you bend your head down to kiss me.
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