We had made plans to go away for the weekend. We were both off work and didn't have the kids so we took full advantage of it! I got your message saying you were headed my way, and to be ready.
When you pulled into my driveway I grabbed my bag and walked to your car, placing my it in the back. I sat down in the passenger's side of the car and smiled at you. You look at my outfit carefully, and from the look on your face you aren't exceptionally thrilled.
"What's the matter babe?" I ask.
"What do you think you're wearing?" You ask, in more of a statement type of tone.
I look over my clothes and don't really see anything wrong. I had on a tanktop with a zip up hoodie over it and some shorts. I thought I looked reasonably good, and really had hoped you'd be pleased with it.
"I don't know... I thought it looked nice, and I thought you'd like it babe. I'm sorry." I reply.
"Wow, is this the only kind of stuff you brought to wear? Were you hoping to pick up another guy while we're gone or what? Having me isn't enough for you I guess." You say.
"I brought some shorts and capris, and some tank tops, t-shirts and my swimsuit. I didn't know where you had picked for us to go, so I brought a little of everything," I quickly answer. "And I could never want anyone but you! You're all I need and everything to me. Please don't think I could replace you. No other man could compare to you babe!"
"Just shut your fucking mouth!" You say as you pull out of my driveway.
I do as I'm told, I shut my mouth and look at the floor board of the car. I know the rule, anytime you're mad I am to look at the floor and be very careful what I say. Or in this case, say absolutely nothing until I'm told. I know you have a temper, and I'm not trying to make another stupid decision. As I'm thinking very carefully about what to do to make this situation better and how I can fix it, you reach over hand grab my wrist - hard.
"Have you completely forgotten your rules today?" You say in an angry growl. " Where, exactly, is your hand supposed to be when I'm mad,.. well, really anytime we're in the car?"
My eyes widen, and I panic for a split second. I reply, "I'm so, SO sorry babe. I was concentrating so much on how to make today better and not keep messing up that I--" I'm cut short with a slap to the face.
"I didn't ask what you thought, and I don't need to. You think what I say you do. Now answer my question. Where is it supposed to be?"
"On your dick babe," I say.
"That's better" you reply as you push my hand where it belongs. I keep my head and eyes strictly down to the ground as I rub and caress your huge dick through your pants. I can't wait until you get it out later. I love your dick. I love to touch it, suck on it and lick it.. but most of all I love when you make me choke on it. I absolutely love how I have no control over when I get to breathe. Or realizing that there are tears streaming down my face. I would love nothing more than to have your big dick in my mouth all day long.
Then in the same angry growl you say, "Give me your phone. You don't need it when you're with me since I'm the only one you need to ever talk to anyway."
I hand you my phone off my lap. You turn it off quickly and put it in your pants pocket. I know you're right, and I shouldn't be allowed to have a phone unless I can't be around you. I know I'm not allowed to talk to anyone else unless you know about it and have approved the communication.
I focus more on my hand that's feeling your big, amazing dick. Thinking about it and being allowed to touch it noticeably starts getting me worked up. You see me start biting and licking my lips. I can't help but kind of squirm in my seat every few moments and you even think you hear my breathing change occasionally. You're really starting to enjoy how turned on I seem to be, so you decide to see how far I'll go to please you. You settle into the seat and place your right arm on the back of my seat.
"Give me your bra." You say.
With a puzzled look I reply, "What?", and look up at you.
You slap my face hard, "I didn't ask you a fucking question so I don't need the reply, and I didn't give you permission to look up! Stupid bitch.. You're really set on making this a terrible trip, aren't you!?"
"No babe, I'm so sorry," I say, staring down at your dick. "Is it ok for me to use both hands to take my bra off? I'll put it right back though, I swear!"
"You know the rule, and you know where your hand is supposed to be. I'm taking your bra kind of as a punishment for how you're dressed and how you've been acting, but mainly because I want to. So how you get around the rules to abide by my punishments isn't really my concern. Figure it out." You reply; your eyes never leaving the road.
I reach one hand behind me, under my shirt and attempt to unclasp my bra. Out of nowhere you hit my upper arm, "Hurry the fuck up. I didn't tell you to take your time." You say very flat and calm, but I don't waste time thinking you'll remain that way. I know that was a warning shot.
I finally get my bra unhooked and off, using only my one hand- I'm pretty impressed with myself. I hand the bra to you. You look at me, look at the bra, and toss it out the car window.
"Babe! Wha--," I'm cut short again with a hit to the mouth, this time not a slap. I put one hand to my mouth, and leave the other on your rock hard dick. I was almost positive I felt your dick get even harder right when you hit me. Instinctively I rubbed my face, it hurt pretty bad. But only moments after I could feel how wet my panties were getting, and I am so embarrassed! I mean, over the short course of our car ride I've been hit twice already, talked down to and called derogatory names--and I love it.
You grab a fist full of my hair from the back of my head, and still without taking your eyes off the road you force my head to your lap. I eagerly take your huge dick in my mouth, sucking first then licking it. I keep my mouth and hands working it up and down, getting it further into my mouth. I had lost track of the fact you still had your hand in my hair, so when you started pushing my head down harder it startled me and I lose my rhythm. This irritates you and the next push is much harder, shoving your dick into my throat. I start to cough and try to take your dick from my mouth, but you hold my position tight. It seems like minutes go by before you release the pressure on my head (although it was only a few seconds). When I come up to breathe I make some questionable sounds and even I'm not sure if I'm going to be sick.
"You better not in my car, bitch!" You say after you hear me. "Put it back in your throat, or I will."
As I gather myself and stop my coughing I feel you hit the back of me head, showing me that I'm moving way to slow. I quickly comply with your order and start sucking on your dick again. I push harder on myself to get you further into my throat, but I'm not as good as you are at filling my throat. I hear your irritated sigh as you grab my hair again and start slamming my head down on your big, hard dick. You are kind enough to let me get a couple times of feeling your dick in my throat before holding my head down again. This time I don't cough so much. You pull my head up a little, but push back down on my head further. It feels like forever since I was able to breathe. I start to panic a little and I think you feel my squirming. A few moments later you release my head.
"How wet is that pussy? Unbutton your shorts and show me how wet you get when you're around a real man!" You order; I can tell this isn't a request, so I hurry to get them undone.
As I slide my hand down my own pants to my aching pussy I move my other hand back to your hard dick. In my own pants I can feel on the back of my hand how wet my panties are, and it causes me to catch my breath.. I know how happy you're going to be. I don't have to even part my pussy to feel how soaking wet you made me. I push further in to play with my swollen clit, stroking your dick harder. After I couple of quick feels I make myself pull my hand out to show you. Touching my soaked, aching clit felt so good babe.. I didn't want to stop. We could both see the glare from the moon off my fingers and hand. It was soaked from all my juices. You grab my wrist and start to bring it closer to your face, but stop short. To my surprise, you begin to push my hand away. You push my fingers to my mouth.
"Clean yourself up." You say, " I shouldn't have to tell you! You should already have opened your mouth when I put something in front of you like that!"
I don't even try to answer you, I just take my wet fingers in my mouth. I suck on each of them a few times. I then pull them out of my mouth and lick my fingers and the rest of my hand clean. I begin to move my fingers in and out of my mouth at the same pace I'm stroking your hard cock and I notice you watching me more closely now than you have anything else. After a couple moments of watching you grab me by the hair again and pull me toward your cock, stopping just short of me being able to reach it. The only way I can put it in my mouth is to make you pull my hair every time I suck on you. So I pull hard against your grip to get to your bulging, hard dick that I want SO bad. I love how you taste, I crave you. The taste of your dick, your cum..even just the taste of your skin thrills me.
