It was a Thursday night in the middle of June before Claudia's birthday. It was humid and just turned to dusk. Ken invited an old friend out to dinner and some dancing, he thought it would be a good way to catch up with all that's been going on in these last few years and Claudia gladly accepted his offer. They talked over dinner exchanging laughs and stories of the old days.
'Remember that time where we drove almost all night trying to find a hotel room because I was under 21? We ended up in new Hampshire!' he recalled.
'Ha! Of course I do, how could I forget a night like that?' she exclaimed, flashing back to that night.
*They were in the shower. She was bent over; one leg up on the side wall, ass and pussy exposed, her tits hung down and were swaying with each thrust. He was ramming her hard from behind, his 9 inch cock barely fitting inside her, his balls slapping against her pronounced clit.*
'You alright?' he asked. She seemed to have drifted off thinking about that night. Her body reacted in a way she hoped it wouldn't.
'Yeah, I'm fine. Just got caught up in that memory,' she reassured him. His cock twitched at her Response. What did she mean 'caught up in that memory'? He thought to himself.
*She was on her knees, one hand wrapped around his huge cock and the other fingering her pussy. The hot water beat against his shoulders and rolled down his chest. She had his cock in her mouth, sucking and licking with her tongue and pumping with her small hand. The vibrations from her moans rattled through her mouth onto his member and send chills down his spine.*
He cleared his throat, 'would you like to go dancing now?' he asked trying to focus. She nodded at his request and they left the restaurant and headed to his car. Once alone, they continued talking till they reached their destination.
The place was full of people but not overly crowded. She immediately moved on to the dance floor and swiveled her hips, her mini dress clung to her body, her ass just barely covered. She's beautiful, he thought to himself. Her body kept up with the fast paced rhythm of the music playing, he didn't want just some random guy or girl getting all of her action so he moved in close, grasping her hips from behind. Her body responded to the touch; her head fell back on his chest leaving her tits pushed out, her arms fell onto his shoulders, and her ass pushed up against his groin. They moved as one, his hands gliding on her sides and down her legs and to the front of her pelvis where he left them knowing that if she moved enough his hands would slip down on to her mound. She moved with all the intention of this exactly, her mind bringing back the memory of that night.
*He laid her on the bed, legs parted he moved slowly in between moving his hand up her outer thigh then on to her hip. He did so till he had grasped her large breast in his hand and took her perked nipple into his mouth. They were both wet from the shower and the room was foggy with steam. He pushed his hips in the direction of hers; she opened her legs allowing easier access. They kissed as his cock entered her womanhood; she moaned in pain and pleasure from how large he was.*
He moved his hands down and rested them on her mound, his semi hard cock pushing up against her ass. The thin material of her dress was barely a barrier from his hands and cock, even if his jeans were in the way. Her nipples reacted to the memory, his hands, and his cock; they grew hard, noticeably poking out for everyone to see. He rested chin on her shoulder, his lips just centimeters from her neck. She could feel his breath and it she automatically turned her head to face him. He moved one hand up from her mound, brushing it against her hard nipples, and grasping her neck. He lightly choked her while plunging in for the kiss. Their lips met and her body went numb.
She pulled away in an outrage and stormed out of the building, cursing obscenities under her breath. She found her way to his car which was locked. He ran to her, 'What's wrong? Did I do something?' he asked in a panic.
'Yes, You think that you can just bring me out and bring up that one time we fucked and think that you'll have that again?! That's what this is!' she screamed, 'open the fucking car, I want to leave.' He did and they both got in.
'That isn't what this is. That, in there. I don't know what that was. Of course I want you! Look at yourself, who wouldn't want you? I'm sorry.' he pleaded. She didn't respond. 'You know what? I'm sick of this. You can act like your all high and mighty but we both know you want my cock.' he snapped. She stared a black hole through him. If looks could only kill.
'Take. Me. Home. NOW!' she screamed. He left the car, opened the trunk and removed a small bag, came back to the driver's seat and sat down with it. 'What is that?' she asked in a snark tone.
'This is what you want, deep down inside that ice queen persona you have, this is what you truly want,' he answered in a calm voice. Her eyes grew that the comment.
It was dark where he parked so she could not see very well what he was about to do. He removed duct tape, grabbed both of her wrists and effortlessly bound them together. 'What the fu....' she spit as he put tape on her lips. He locked the doors to the car and quickly put a blindfold over her eyes. Finally he bound her feet together so she wouldn't have any leverage on him. She tried to scream through the tape only to be muffled.
He leaned close to her ear and whispered 'if you don't fight this, it won't hurt you. If you do want to fight this, this is going to kill you'. She trembled. He reached over her body and pulled the leaver on the seat, her seat plummeted backwards. She was laying there with her dress hiked up and her shaven pussy showing. She heard the car start and felt it move in reverse, then forward.