Anticipation Ch 02 2

He reached down, grasping the lever beside His seat, and lowered the back of the seat slightly, smiling at her. She adjusted in her seat, feeling the rough fabric rub across her bottom as she nervously began to arch her body closer to His. He smiled warmly at her and she couldn't help but smile back, His mere presence intoxicating her.

She glanced up at His face once more before lowering her eyes to His lap. Her slender fingers grazed softly over the denim of His jeans as her breathing staggered. His smile transformed into something more serious, concentrating hard on her every movement. His breathing seemed to match hers as He watched her small hands moving against Him.

As her fingers fumbled a bit with the button of His pants, He arched up a bit to try and help her out. She bit her lip as she undid it and slowly drug His zipper down. Butterflies formed in her stomach as she saw the blue from His boxers coming into view. She looked up at Him with a shy smile as her hands moved to His hips. He smiled back at her and lifted His hips, allowing her to pull His jeans down to His knees. She stared at the bulge in His boxers and her breath caught in her throat.

He noticed her frozen there, and reached down, placing His index finger beneath her chin, He lifted her face to look into her eyes. He gave her that knowing smile, placed His other hand behind her head, and brought it up to Him, kissing her gingerly on the lips. She moaned quietly as His soft lips brushed against hers and she heard His hushed voice, "I love you, Sara."

Before she could answer Him, He pushed her face down into His lap, muffling her voice against the cotton. She whined against Him and He let up just enough pressure for her to raise her head slightly. Her fingers quickly moved to part the fabric and she licked her lips as His cock came into view. She thought about how long she'd wanted to touch and taste Him and squirmed as the moisture began pooling between her thighs. He watched as she stared at His manhood and grinned when she started slightly as He made his cock jump a bit.

She traced His length with the tips of her fingers, memorizing every vein, every bump and ridge, taking a picture with her mind. Slowly, her tongue slipped between her lips and grazed across the head. She smiled to herself as she heard the low groaning emanating from His throat and took His swollen head between her supple lips. Her tongue danced across His flesh as she slowly inched her way down, savoring every bit of His cock. She paused to breathe as she felt the head touch the back of her throat and groaned loudly around His cock when He pushed her head down, forcing Himself completely inside her. She whimpered softly as He held her there, and moaned as He spoke to her.

"You're such a good girl, taking that cock for Master. My good little cocksucker. Just look at those beautiful lips wrapped around that shaft where they belong." She squirmed and moaned around Him, sending vibrations through Him and causing Him to groan loudly. Finally, He let up on her head and allowed her to remove Him from her throat. Her tongue was gliding over Him still, as she caught her breath. She inched Him back down, touching Him to the back of her throat before pulling back a few inches, building up a slow rhythm. He wrapped His fingers into her soft brown hair as He watched her bob up and down on His cock.

She could taste the precum on her tongue as she devoured Him. She had always enjoyed sucking cock, but never had she felt so compelled to continue. The fire between her legs grew evermore as she sucked Him, wanting and needing His cum. To feel the salty cream sliding down her throat was the best reward she could think of... well... besides feeling Him deep inside her, taking her as His. Her thoughts wandered constantly, switching between concentrating on her task at hand, to Him taking her in every which way possible.

He groaned loudly and pulled her hair tight. She whimpered at the pain and tried to hold His cock in her mouth as His hand tugged her away from it. She licked at His cock as much as possible before He pulled her completely away, tucking his cock into His boxers. She looked at Him confused until He pointed out the window. An SUV had pulled up right next to them in the parking lot and two ladies were about to exit the vehicle. She whined and nodded in understanding.

He looked at the clock and spoke softly to her. "It's ok, My pet, you will get your chance. We need to be leaving anyway or this will turn into one expensive blowjob." She looked confused for a second before remembering the hourly rates for parking at the airport. She sighed softly as He kissed her lips and pulled His jeans back up. She began to pull hers up as well when He stopped her.

"You won't be putting those back on," He commanded. Her face scrunched slightly as she looked at Him. "Hand them to Me."

She nodded, a soft "Yes, Sir" uttered from her lips as she reached down and grabbed the jeans, handing them to Him.

"Everything. I want your socks and shoes as well." Her look of puzzlement increased as she handed Him the rest of her clothing. "You did bring what I asked, didn't you?"

"Yes, Sir, I brought them. They are in my backpack."

"Good girl, I'll be right back." And with that, He popped the trunk, opened His door and walked to the back of the car. He reached inside and picked up her backpack, unzipping the main compartment. A quick search and He found what He was looking for. He pulled them out and set them aside before tucking her clothes inside. He zipped the backpack up and placed it back into the trunk. Next, He opened a small bag He'd placed in the trunk before coming to get her, withdrew its contents and placed it back into the trunk. He gathered up the items and shut the trunk before walking back and sitting in His seat again.

She had turned in her seat to try and see what He was up to, but could only make out the slightest bit of Him in the space between the back of the car and the trunk. Finally, she gave up and watched through the rearview mirror as He came around the side of the car, holding something black in His hands. She watched as He sat back into His seat and looked at Him quizzically. "Sir?"

He smiled at her and unfolded His surprise. A flowing, knee-length, black skirt. Her eyes lit up as she looked it over. Her hands instinctively reached out to touch it, and she couldn't help but 'ooo and ahh' as she felt the soft material between her fingers.

"I hope you like it, Sara."

"Oh, Master, I love it! Now I understand why You wanted me to bring those heels."

He nodded as He placed the skirt in her hands, holding the strappy black heels in His lap. Immediately, she pulled the skirt up over her thighs and then turned her backside slightly towards Him. He understood and reached for the zipper, zipping her up. His hands caressed her bare bottom underneath before He handed her the heels. These were her favorite heels, and she loved the way they made her legs look so shapely and long, despite her 5'3" frame. She took the shoes from Him and slipped her feet inside, then smiled at Him as she buckled them.

"I'll have to get a good look at you later, right now we have a long drive ahead of us."

She beamed brightly as the fabric moved so silkily over her thighs. "Yes, Master."

He backed out of the parking space and drove down the levels to the exit. After paying at the gate, they left the airport and began the 2 hour drive to His town. He looked down at her as He drove, then tapped her thigh. "Let Me see," He commanded. She immediately pulled her legs up to the seat and spread her thighs, raising the skirt up and revealing her wetness to Him. "Good girl. Now, play with that pussy. Anytime I look over, I want to be able to see you making it happy for Me."

"Yes Sir." The words had no sooner left her lips than her fingers were dancing across her clit. She kept looking from His face to His lap, and noticed He had never buttoned His jeans, only pulled them up. She moaned as she slipped one finger inside, her thumb rubbing against her clit in small circles. He glanced over and smiled before returning His attention to the road.

She felt so naughty, but so good at the same time. Knowing that if a truck or vehicle higher up than they were, were to pass by, they'd be able to see her playing with herself, and would probably think her a slut. But she didn't care. She was a slut, at least, she was His slut, and that was all that mattered to her. She let another finger slip inside and began to slowly fuck herself, her head falling back against the seat as she closed her eyes in pleasure.

She was brought back into focus as He grabbed her hand and brought it to her mouth. She opened her eyes and hungrily lapped at her fingers, cleaning them completely, looking at Him from the corner of her eye. He had a smile on His face as He glanced back and forth from her to the road. Finally, He let go of her hand and she knew to continue. Her hand slid down her body until she once again found her clit and began pinching it lightly, groaning and arching in the seat.

"Cum." No sooner had the words left His lips had she begun to tremble and shake, coating her fingers. As she sat there, quaking in the post-orgasmic bliss, He took her hand and brought it to His own mouth this time. He tasted her sweet cum all over her fingers, and moaned softly against them. "God, you taste so good." She moaned at His words as she scooted over in her seat, as close to His as possible. He released her hand and laid His own into His lap, taking His cock out. "Get down there and please that cock."

She happily complied, leaning over as much as possible while keeping her seatbelt on, she eagerly licked at the head of His cock. She sucked Him between her lips and slowly let her mouth glide up and down on His shaft. He moaned and petted her hair as He tried to concentrate on the drive.

This went on the entire car ride. Bouts of her playing with herself and cumming at His command, and sucking His cock until He couldn't take it anymore and made her stop. Sometimes He would talk to her as she played, making it where she couldn't concentrate enough to cum. Asking her questions and requiring coherent answers, having her talk about various topics, all while her fingers were buried inside herself. When she thought she was going to explode, they pulled into a parking lot and they looked around. They were at a restaurant.

He turned the car off and unbuckled his seatbelt. "We're here."

She looked around. "We're here already? It doesn't seem like it's been that long."

"Well, that's because I know how to keep you sufficiently distracted," He grinned as He spoke.

She nodded in agreement. "That You do, Sir, that You do."

...To Be Continued...