My plane got in around midnight. I was tired from the long day, but anxious to see Him. As I walked past the sliding doors, there He was, standing there, waiting for me. We hugged before we kissed, and I buried my face in His muscular chest, taking in His scent. God, I had missed Him.
We walked hand-in-hand to the baggage carousel. His anxious hands were trying to hold back from exploring my body properly. We had a wait a while for my bags to come out; I made sure to let Him get them this time. I remembered the scolding I had gotten after retrieving my own bags the last time.
We walked to the car, which was parked in a dark corner of the parking garage. It was a very spacious SUV. The back seats were laid flat, but that back was for my luggage. He placed it in the car. He shut my door and walked around to His side of the car. We kissed then, passionately, greedily, hungrily. Hands began exploring bodies, we were breathing into each other’s mouths, tasting each other’s tongues.
His fingers found my cunt, already dripping wet and swollen. He played with my clit, which was rock hard and engorged, before sticking one, then two fingers inside me. I was on the verge of orgasming right then, but I heard Him growl, “Don’t you dare come yet, whore. I didn’t give you permission to come yet.” I held back.
Before I knew what had happened, He jumped over the center console and laid my seat back in one motion. He was on top of me and within seconds, my panties had been shoved aside and His cock was inside of me. My short skirt made accessibility to my cunt easy; I’d worn the outfit for exactly that reason.
I groaned when I felt Him enter me, and again was on the verge of orgasming. Feeling Him inside me was a relief, and His mouth was up close to my ear, whispering about what a dirty, filthy whore I was. “Open your mouth, bitch.” I did as I was told and He spit into my mouth before grabbing my throat and choking me. Hard.
I was finally allowed to come. “Come on my cock, slut. NOW.” My entire body released, and days and weeks of pent up frustration disappeared in an instant. His voice became soft then, as He stroked my face and kissed my mouth. “Good girl. Such a good little girl.” He was almost cooing at me.
And then His hand found my throat once more and the pace of His thrusting picked up. “I need to remind you who you belong to, whore. Take my cum into that filthy little twat of yours.” He released inside me and immediately collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. We stayed that way for a few minutes, both of us spent, happy, content.
He kissed me passionately once more before exiting the car on my side and walking around to His own. “I love you, whore.” I smiled up at Him. “I love you too, Sir.” And with that, He put the car into “drive” and we headed to our hotel to begin our weekend together.
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Just gorgeous….and so freakin HOT!
Sounds like you had a good time then
(also, love love love that outfit!)
—Amy xxxx
Glad you had a lovely reunion. I hope you get to see him soon.
That's both hot and gorgeously sweet at the same time
very hot, love the outfit!!
After following your twitters, this is an exciting beginning to a very busy weekend!
What an absolutely perfect greeting! Deliciously sexy and tender!
I *love* that kind of marking of territory.
(But I thought you were kinda squicky about the whole come-inside thing?)
What a fantastic reconnection!
xo Mina
What a great start to the weekend with him! I too enjoyed seeing the tweets from both of you.
Someplace, in a parking garage security booth, there is a lonely parking attendant who just had a very, very good shift.
I wonder how many times he's watched that tape already…
What a way to start a weekend!!!
I absolutely love the idea of not being able to wait a single second longer….
That is one hell of a start to the weekend. I'm glad it was such a happy reunion.
Definitely a great start to the weekend, hope the rest was just as fun for you
DAMMIT! I almost want to start a Twitter account just so I can follow you! I feel like I missed so much! Damn Twitter.
This post? Made my panties moist. FUCKING HOT!!!