After washing the car, we decided to take a ride up the coast to make sure the car is thoroughly dried-- our excuse to get away from the house. The sun was shining brightly, so we took the T-tops off before we left the driveway. It was a beautiful Saturday in August and we'd decided to make a weekend of it. Even staying in one of the "Couples Only" resorts at the beach was rare erotic treat for us.
As we left home, everything was perfect-the ocean breeze was whipping through our hair, the heat of the sun warmed our faces and our favorite music played loudly on the stereo. We were laughing and joking, enjoying our time away from home and spending time together. I chuckled to myself and you said, "That sounded a bit devious...what's going on in that twisted little mind of yours, Babe?"
Giving you one of my most innocent looks, I replied, "Oh, I was just thinking about things that I used to do to pass time when I traveled a lot. You know I'm not one that could just sit back and leave the driving to someone else. You caught me thinking of a game I used to enjoy, but I don't think we've ever played it before. You probably wouldn't like it though...," I answered, an obvious dare in my voice.
Playing along with me, you replied, "How would you know if I'd like it or not? I'm just as fun as anyone else you've dated...maybe more! Why don't you tell me about it and let me decide?!"
I knew I had you hooked, so I began to tell you how to play and how to win (or lose!). "Well", I began, "The game is called "Dangerous", and it really can be dangerous if you don't know your own limits or overestimate your ability to concentrate while being driven to distraction."
I saw that ever-so-familiar look of egotism in your eyes as I continued describing the game without hesitation. "Picture this," I said, "We're driving down the road, at say 55 or 60 miles an hour, and I reach over and start rubbing your cock through your Levis. I tease and stroke you until you are as hard as you've ever been. When I'm sure I have your interest, I unbutton your fly and set that thick, hard monster cock of yours free of it's entrapment.
I'll start by giving you a hand job, running my fingers lightly across the head while wrapping my fingers around your shaft and jacking you nice and slow, just the way you like it. I'll gradually pick up some speed and just keep sliding my hand up and down your rod until I spy the first drop of your sweet, hot precum peeking out from the slit in your rod."
"Yeah", you say, your voice nearly a moan, "I can..." Before you can finish your thought, I cut you off mid-sentence. "Then", I continue, "I'll reach over and raise the steering wheel and we'll really start playing the game."
"Oh", you whisper breathlessly, as I continued my explanation.
"Once I've raised the steering wheel I'll go down on you in earnest. I'll lick and suck you in the hottest, most erotic way I know how--no holds barred and nothing against the rules. The game ends when you either blow your hot, sticky load down my throat, you can't keep the car going the speed limit or you have to pull over to keep from crashing, whichever comes first. You win if you can continue driving and cum, but if you slow down or have to pull over, I win! The winners prize is 24 hours of the loser doing the winners bidding-no questions asked!"