As Linda got close to the front of the black car, the passenger door opened. Linda changed directions quickly and went around to that side of the car. When she paused with her hand on the door, a deep voice from inside said, "Get in."
Linda shivered and shifted her weight from one foot to the other, feeling her wetness increase. The voice had the same deep rumble of the engine under the hood of the black car. There was also authority and power there. It wasn't a command but it might as well have been, as Linda opened the door and entered the dark interior of the car.
As she sat down in the race seat, it wrapped around her body and seemed to fit like a glove, as though it was custom made for her. The only light was coming from the dim red instrument lights on the dash. As her eyes adjusted from the brightness of the car headlights, she started to make out the shape of the huge man sitting behind the wheel. The first thing that caught her eyes was the size of his arms; they were as big around as her thighs. A hand the size of a catcher's mitt moved off the steering wheel and flicked the shifter into gear. Then they were rolling slowly forward and back over onto the asphalt of the road.
Linda took in the muscular chest and chiseled profile of his face but got no farther as the car suddenly accelerated down the road, pressing her tightly back into the seat. As he ran up through the gears smoothly, Linda found it hard to breath, much less move. Her car was fast but she had never felt anything even remotely like this. She looked out the windshield and gasped at the sensation of pure speed. She was sitting higher in this car but the road seemed to be flashing past faster than she had ever seen it. She felt the familiar tingling between her thighs and a grin spreading across her face. "You were playing with me." She said over the muffled roar of the engine.
He grinned and shook his head. "No, I was just feeling you out." He replied, his voice matching the engine.
Linda laughed and shivered. "Feeling me up, was more like it." She whispered to herself. When he laughed, Linda's head snapped around to look at him sharply. His eyes never left the road as he reached over and barely bushed a couple of fingers across the hard bud of her left nipple. Linda gasped and jerked as though she had been electrically shocked, the whole of the jolt settling between her thighs, making her pussy and clit throb even harder than they had been. Linda shifted her hips and squeezed her thighs as a low moan escaped her lips.
"Not yet." He said over the engine.
Not yet to cum or not yet, he hadn't felt her up? Linda wondered, which he meant. She didn't have time to ponder it as he reached over, flicked the gearshift down, and decelerated sharply. Linda's hands went to the dash to keep herself in the seat. Out the windshield, she saw the next hard left turn coming up impossibly fast. She couldn't believe that they had covered the last ten miles of straightaway so fast. A tingle of fear ran up and down her spine at the speed that the corner was coming toward them. She felt the brakes and then another downshift. The car drifted right and then cut left, negotiating the corner at a speed, Linda would have thought impossible. She gasped loudly as he dropped the hammer at the exact center of the apex and accelerated away, pressing her back into the seat. Linda moaned loudly as another surge ran out from her throbbing sex, her hands coming up to caress her tingling nipples. She was drifting off into her own little sensual world.
The engines note dropped and Linda opened her eyes. They were on the straight stretch, that ran across a flat and then up the side of a high ridgeline. Linda dared not look over at the man driving, if she did, she would cum big time, and she didn't want the feelings she was experiencing to end. She watched the road as they started up the hill, teasing and pinching her extremely sensitive nipples. Each time she did, she could feel it all the way to her vagina. It would clamp and relax in perfect response.
The car stopped at the very top of the ridge, Linda could see for miles across the moonlit desert. There wasn't a light shining anywhere in her view. The guy driving shut off the lights and then shut off the motor. The silence rang heavily in Linda's ears. They sat there in silence for a time and then she heard him say, "Get out."
For the first time since they had pulled out onto the highway, Linda looked over at the man driving, fear once more coursing up and down her spine. Fear of what, she wasn't sure but fear, it was. He smiled at her, reached out with his huge hand, and gently brushed her bangs back out of her eyes. "It'll be alright." He whispered in his rumbling voice.
Linda shivered at his touch and opened her door. She watched as he removed the steering wheel and opened his door. In the moonlight, she got her first look at his manhood and gasped loudly. The wet shiny head looked as big as a plum. Linda moaned loudly and then shivered in fear again. She had never seen anything so large in her life.
He shifted in his seat and then brought a tree trunk sized leg up and out the door. Then he turned and got the other leg outside. When he stood up, Linda felt the car lift slightly on his side. Linda just stared at his muscular back and tight ass, her mouth slightly open. When he shut the door, she swallowed sharply and turned to get out on her side. What the hell had she let herself in for, she thought suddenly. A little too late to wonder about that, was her brains reply.
