In the bedroom, I call the shots. I say when you get to place your mouth over my gorgeous dick’s head. I require making you cum a few times before we even entertain this idea, so don’t get all brave and reach for it cause it’s when I say. When. I. Say.
But in the car, if she wants, she gets to orchestrate the When, and there is not a damn thing I can do about it.
Even though this blog is primarily about passionate rough sex, I do have my own kinks.
Public sex is at the top of that list. The more daring, the better.
Enter the freeway blowjob. A mainstay in my bag of tricks.
When I initiate it, it looks a lot like this. I reach my right hand over as I drive, rub her pussy on the outside of her jeans over and over and as she pushes my hand away I ignore it like any insatiable man would. Before you know it, she needs my fingers right on her clit and lips. So she unbuttons those jeans and Daddy gets to feel her right to an orgasm.
Now it’s my turn, Kitty Cat. My sinister plan is starting to take form.
Click. I unbuckle your seatbelt. Then unbutton my pants. Slide them down. I give you a look as to say this is not really an option for you. After all, you just came. It’s the only humane thing to do at this point.
Lean over me. No, not like that. I want your knees up on the seat. I said “knees on the passenger seat”, ass propped up in the air pointing at the passenger side window.
That’s right, booty for the whole world to see. About a minute in is when I slide my right hand down the small of your back and fingers jolt into your wetness under your jeans.
‘Under your jeans’ is important right now. It sends the message to you that nobody passing by can see your bare ass or pussy. After all, your pants are still on.
But Daddy knows how to work it. Before I know it, you are grinding me. Your jeans begin to fall. Soon a bare naked ass is propped up for the whole world to see with my fingers inside you, G spot on fingertips, grinding away at me.
You ask me questions like “can anyone see?”. I tell you what you need to hear. Not the truth.
I merge left. I’m in the fast lane now. I want the whole world to see. I find a young couple, a woman, a group of guys, a trucker, and I drive by them at almost the same speed as them to show off the world I live in.
You swallow me whole. I say something to the effect of “wow, can’t believe nobody saw. That was exciting.” You are none the wiser and next time you will maybe take your top off because you got away with it.
So you think.