Re: In praise of Emily

I will get no work done today. Emily drops by, the new toy purring on to the drive. You can see that my girl is very taken with the car. Do I want to go for a drive in the Porsche? Well yes, who wouldn’t? I follow Em down to the car, admiring how her cute little ass wiggles in the jeans that she wears. I go to take the car keys as we get down there and she kisses me. ‘Let me drive you.’ We head out down the dual carriage way and onto the motorway. The traffic is heavy with trucks grinding their way along, but Emily steers the sports car through the mess like she has driven it for ages. She drives aggressively, fast, but not stupidly. It seems that she is in the mood to discuss tactics and driving at speed just hypes it all up for her.

‘I think,’ she muses, ‘that it is time to take James to the next level. I might start pegging him. He is pretty malleable…what do you think?’

I picture my friend James with his ass in the air, taking a strap on up his botty driven by my girl.’

‘Isn’t he behaving himself babes?’

‘That’s just it, he is! He is doing nearly everything I require. I need him to resist a bit, so that’s why i thought i might press the envelope a bit.’

I watch Emily change down, manicured fingers on the leather covered gear shift. She has spotted the gap and takes the Mercedes E class with ease. She doesn’t look at the woman driving it. She is simply top bitch.

‘You would handle it well…but if he cut up rough I could insist on it.’

‘Yes, that would be sexy. It won’t happen over night. I don’t want to injure the guy!’

We drop down off the motorway, across a big road and find this country lane. Driving fast along this is exhilarating. The lines of trees shoot past like soldiers on parade. My girl is inspecting them.

‘I have encouraged Duncan to discipline James too- to cuff him lightly when he doesn’t do what he is told. If I’m honest….I almost want James to come back then, to make a fight of it. It would be such a turn on.’

I smile. Something is pulling in my pants. It ain’t the seat belt.

‘Can we stop…I’m going to fuck you.’
‘Of course’.

We find this pull in, a little off the lane and leading i guess to the stables up on the brow of the hill. Emily gets out. She glances about, kicks off her pumps and pulls down her jeans. They are off smoothly enough. She is naked below now, her sex on show.

‘On the bonnet…spread your fucking legs.’
She does as she is told, spreading her legs and pulling her sex lips open for me to see. her hole is stretched. It has been stretched a while.

I load my tool into her and she hooks her legs around me. we are fucking there in the open air, my jeans down and my cock up. I really have never had a thing about cars, but i want to fuck her on this one now. I want to really test those springs. It is as if we haven’t yet finished with last night. We will need to do this lots. Count the posts on this thread and then the number before. Sex can be a paroxysm and then you just have to do it. That’s how it is, we a drug for each other. Why I had doubts those last days i will never know.

Its a moment only and then she grips me. I can feel her feet banging against my buttocks, trying to kick my cock further up her cunt. I haven’t got the rhythm right, its too urgent, too bloody raw and she is sliding a bit on the polished bonnet. But my arrogant cock still takes her over the edge. She is jerking up to me, welcoming my tool inside.

You fucking bastard….you just take it don’t you.’
‘I fucking well do.’
‘God, I can feel your balls tensing’
‘It’s time.’

We climax in unison. It is delicious and wanton, and greedy and free. No one pins her down bar yours truly. I can feel her sex gripping me, sweet little spasms.

‘Does my driving scare you?’
I laugh.
‘Nice try babes. No…it doesn’t.’

The drive back is more sedate. Its as though the primal urge has been met. We’ve done it. I can see the wet patch on the crotch of her jeans. As she drops me off she says,

‘I’m just popping over to see Duncan for half an hour…you don’t mind do you?’

I laugh. Sometimes my mare can be just a little obvious.
‘Make him lick you out first, alright?’
‘Of course’.