“Let’s see what you got first,” he said. She smiled at him and got in between his knees. She felt a click and knew that he had secured the privacy divider. She placed a cool hand on his cock, making him give out a slight moan. She smiled as she brought her head down and slowly licked the tip of his cock. She felt him tense up in between her lips as she did it again and again.
Suddenly, she began taking him all in, without any kind of warning. Ash’s genuine erotic shock was obvious in the way he arched his back and moaned as she went on. She felt powerful, extremely powerful as she went on. She loved it when he was in her field, in her court, her game. She expertly took his cock deep inside her throat and as usual, Ash was surprised she had basically no gag reflex. He looked on as he disappeared in between her lips with every thrust. She began to slowly moan as she continued sucking on him.
Just when he thought she had given him all she could, she began flicking her tongue on the underside of his penis. He began feeling a tightness in his lungs and he struggled to keep his pleasure contained in his throat. He put his free hand on her head and began helping her bob up and down. He was unable to understand how she managed to have her lips secured tightly around his cock while her tongue continued working its magic.
“Just where the fuck did she learn that?” he wondered as he closed his eyes. “Never mind. I’ll ask that later,” he thought opening his eyes. She suddenly put her free hand under his balls, cupping him as she went on. She briefly released him and ran her hot tongue on his sac. He looked down at her just in time to find her taking his balls inside her mouth. He let go of her hair and put his hands on the seat. Soon, he was gripping on the edges of the seat unable to cry out as he fought his fast approaching orgasm.
“Whoa… Candice baby…. slow down…. slow down baby,” he said as she resumed sucking on his cock. She released him, smiled and begun sucking him in slower strokes. She could feel him getting harder inside her mouth, longer even. She knew that he needed his release. She was just about to deep throat him again when she felt her dress zipper being undone. With her huge tits in his hands he began to slowly thrust upwards. It was all a bit too good. He suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth and pulled her up. She straddled him as he struggled to get her dress up.
“What about Franco?” she asked. He looked up at her confused.
“Who’s Franco?” he asked.
“The driver,” she replied wondering how he could forget that they were in a limo.
“Pablo,” he corrected as he continued lifting her dress to her waist. “I wouldn’t worry about him,” he added as he reached for her panties. His hands felt around her waistline before he finally looked up at her. “I can’t find your panties,” he said as he began feeling frustration kicking in. She looked down at him and smiled. Even in the soft light, she could tell that he was blushing.
“You naughty girl,” he said pulling her down for a kiss. He could taste himself on her tongue, in her mouth. Oh how he wanted to be in her. How he longed to sink inside her. She gasped as she felt his cock pressing hard against her opening and without any kind of warning whatsoever, he was inside her. Sinking deep into her very hotness, loving the feeling of her hot wetness engulfing him. She gasped again when he pulled out only to push himself back inside her.
Candice had never been so aroused in her life. It was like living the life of a porn star. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as he filled her. She loved the feeling of him taking her, claiming her. She let out a low moan as he began to move in and out of her, slowly, steadily. His erection was persistent. By the way he was going, she could tell that he would blow over any time now. She was ready for him. She wanted to feel him blowing over, to feel him filling her up again like he had done so many times before.
Ash went on thrusting into her as he finally pulled the dress down. He smiled when he noticed that she did not have a bra either. She never really did need one but seriously, she left the house practically in a drape and heels. “Ever so sexy,” he thought as he took one nipple inside his mouth and sucked. This time, it was Candice’s turn to begin holding her moans in. He held her other breast in his hand, kneading and squeezing it gently as he worked her nipple in his mouth.
He withdrew his mouth and briefly flicked his tongue on the now hard and distended nipple making her groan. She clearly loved this. He could tell by the way she pressed herself down on his crotch, taking his long cock inside her depths. She had become the one running the show even though Ash was the one who had started it. She moaned over and over again as he thrust upwards, his cock unyielding. Her nipples were still at his mercy, his tongue viciously attacking, his fingers almost violently flicking.
She suddenly gasped when he withdrew his hands and mouth from her nipples and grabbed a handful of her hair. He thrust into her with continuing persistence a she looked into her eyes. His pupils were dilated from his lust from the feeling he had being so deep inside such a wet pussy. “You. Are. Mine,” he said thrusting into her with every word.
“I’ve always…b een,” she said in a low voice as she felt her body betraying her. She tried holding back but it was too late. She was already there. Her pussy squeezed hard on his cock as her body erupted in violent spasms. Her vagina squeezing on his cock was too much for him to handle. He felt himself erupting deep inside her. He released her hair and buried his face in it as he went on thrusting into her as his orgasm rode him on.
By this time, she was crying out, not caring whether Pablo or Franco or whatever his name was could hear her. When he was done, she was still shaking in his arms, the obvious remnant of their violent orgasm. She pulled away and looked at him. “Now, will you tell me?” she asked panting. Just then, Pablo knocked gently on the partition. They then realized that the limo was at a standstill.
“We’re here, Mr. Morgan,” Pablo called out. Ash smiled at Candice as she climbed off him.
“I guess you’ll just have to find out,” he said as he pulled his pants on.
White Dress — Passion from the Past
by Carla Burke
I looked down the aisle, my eyes focusing on my soon to be husband at the end. The music hadn’t quite started yet and there was a gentle buzz of chatter coming from the rows of people waiting for my wedding to start. The large wooden pews were occupied by mine and George’s family and close friends; all of them ready to watch the biggest moment of my life.
George stood straight by the vicars alter, his legs moved nervously underneath him. His best man had one hand on his shoulder for support and hopefully not to stop him running. We had been looking forward to this day for years and now it was finally here. My past was behind me and my future stood mere metres away.
I took my first step forward down the marble path and the wedding march started immediately. The spectators hushed quickly and all eyes turned to me, except the deep browns ones of George. I took in a large breath and pushed my second foot forwards, bringing me even closer to him.
My eyes drifted around the room, everyone was dressed in their finest and all of them were wearing different shades of gold and red. They matched my golden laced dress and the deep red of the bridesmaid’s gowns. Even the rows of flowers leading my way had specks of red amidst the white roses.
The sight looked as though it was out of a fairy tale, everything I had ever dreamt of; almost. Soft light from the summer sun drifted in through the stained glass windows illuminating my path in a warm red glow. I took a few more steps forward, letting the bridesmaids carry my train behind me; I was almost half way up the aisle now.
George still stood with his back to me; his gentle brown curls just reached his starched white collar. His suit was the deepest black with tails that almost reached the floor. It was more his taste than my own, but I couldn’t deny his one decision on our big day.