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Kronii's car was some brand that I couldn't pronounce, and a model I wouldn't understand even if she told me. Not that it would have mattered much. The leather seats were heated. That was enough for me when outside the car snow lined the streets. Kronii kept her right hand firmly gripping my left thigh. There really wasn't a need for the heated seats with the way Kronii kept me hot and bothered, but they felt nice.
From my passenger seat window I watched the snow lazily coat the street. We were still parked. Kronii was using her phone with her free hand. Apparently something had come up. I was tired, and just wanted to go home and crawl beneath the covers with her. If I was luckily we would still have enough energy for a quickie before bed.
A yawn left my mouth. Kronii's grip on my thigh tightened. I was plenty warm despite the cold around us.
I looked up at her, she looked down at me. There was a glint in her eyes, and a hunger in mine. She smiled at me. It was clear what I wanted.
We had spent the night at some fancy dinner with people she knew. Everyone else was very rich and hopelessly attractive. They kept looking at me, as if sizing me up. I was with Kronii after all, and she kept one hand on my thigh for the entire dessert course. Her foot kept brushing up against mine. Clearly she wanted more than me sitting there and being her arm candy.
Not that I could complain about that. I was more than happy to serve my master in that way, though I preferred serving her on my knees or with legs wide open. What I did mind was sitting in her car and watching the world pass us by.
Her hand on my thigh did little to ease my restlessness, but did plenty to stir my lust. The only thing missing was Kronii stirring my guts. I took a glance down to her lap. My eyebrows rose. Clearly she must have been thinking the same thing. Something down there was straining against the fabric of her dress pants.
Kronii gave me a sad look that told me we were going to be here for quite some time. I wanted to ask what this was about, but I probably wouldn't understand. Or couldn't, rather, would be a better description. There were plenty of things I couldn't know about her. That only made me want her more.
Clearly I was drooling all over myself after noticing Kronii's bulge. She cocked an eyebrow at me, clearly seeing the flush expression on my cheeks. She opened her legs wider, but didn't say a word. I slid my hand onto her thigh. Her grip tightened on mine.
I slipped my hand between her legs, tracing a finger around her zipper. She sighed. I took the metal between my fingers and coaxed it down. Kronii was busy with something on her phone. She glanced to me and her lips curled up.
My heart would have melted if it wasn't about to beat out of my chest.
I leaned over just as her zipper reached the end. It was warm between her legs. The hand that rested on my thigh moved to the small of my back. Suddenly the inside of this car became sweltering, and I felt bad for the part of Kronii that was still trapped inside her pants, begging to be free. The pressure that Kronii placed on my back urged me forward and closer. I bent down lower, one hand placed on her thigh and the other slipping into her pants through the zipper.
My fingers explored greedily, brushing up against Kronii's hardness straining against the soft fabric of her panties. Slowly I slipped more fingers into the hole, spreading my fingers against her panties. It was so soft. My fingernails slipped beneath the edge of the fabric, and I shifted them to the side.
In one grand motion Kronii's erection was finally free from its prison. I slipped my hand out from inside her pants, gently wrapping a few slim fingers around her shaft, guiding her erection. Now that it was fully out it was hard to control my desires. It was as if a part of me relied on this piece of Kronii to live. There was more pressure on my back now.
I glanced up, locking eyes with Kronii. Wordlessly her eyes told me to continue, and everything inside of me burned for her cock in my mouth. So I dipped forward, bracing my hands on Kronii's thighs.
First I planted a kiss on the tip. It needed love too. Then, I traced the length of it with my lips. Its warmth only made me desire that warmth inside of me. At the base of her shaft I retraced my path back up, this time with my tongue rolling along its surface. The soft skin tasted heavenly, and when I returned to the tip, I lapped up the salty-sweetness that trickled out.
Kronii sighed deeply. This must have been exactly what she needed, something to de-stress her after such a difficult day. It was lucky then that I was here to serve her in this way, as I always was. Her hand moved from my back up, slowly, crawling to the base of my neck. Her hands were so warm, her fingers wrapped gingerly around the back of my neck, squeezing slightly.
That meant she was ready, and as her servant, my body was always prepared for this. I slowly parted my lips, centered on her tip, and descended. My tongue pushed against her shaft. A dribble of saliva escaped through the corners of my mouth, running gently down the sides of her. Kronii sighed again.
The lower I went, taking her cock inside of me, the tighter the grip around my neck became. I wanted nothing more than for her to choke me as I went down on her. I could feel the wetness between my legs. There was more that I needed from Kronii, to feel her inside me, thrusting in deep and bursting inside.
More than anything I just wanted her deeper inside. So down I went, feeling her fill up more of my throat. She was so thick, and that only made me crave her body more. To have every bit of my insides filled with her would be a divine gift that I would accept greedily.
Her taste drew me down farther. A salty and sweet trickle sliding down my throat. A part of me even felt I deserved it. The only sounds in the car now were the subtle rumble of the idle engine, and me slurping down every drop of Kronii. It was a greedy noise, filling my ears, reminding me of how much I loved this.
It was where I needed to be, lips wrapped around her, going down as far as I could, savoring every drop. My throat belonged to her.
Kronii yelped, and threw her jacket over me. I paused in confusion, but never once went to remove her from my throat. It wouldn't be my place to do so. Her voice filtered down to me through the fabric, but she wasn't talking to me. The window rolled down, and another voice became clear, though I couldn't exactly place it.
I still didn't know many of her friends, though I recognized that this person spoke in a different language. A language I could also speak, naturally, as it was part of the reason Kronii had chosen me.
Their words were growing into a conversation, and I was growing bored. This isn't what I wanted, and perhaps I was feeling jealous that Kronii's attention was no longer on me. So I continued my job, lowering my head and circling my tongue along her length.
Her words caught in her throat as she tried to speak, and whoever she was talking to asked if she was alright. As she reassured this person that nothing strange was going on, I pushed myself down to the base, my nose pressed against the fabric of her pants. There was nothing she could do without revealing that her length was down my throat. That wouldn't be right to do, would it?
I savored every second of holding that power over her, even if it was only slight. Until the two said goodbye to each other, and I heard the window roll up. The moment it was fully closed tight, Kronii threw the jacket off of me. I skillfully removed her cock from my mouth with a satisfying pop, and inhaled deeply. Drool had caught all around my lips, trickling down my face. I yearned for Kronii again.
"What is wrong with you?" Kronii half yelled, but I could tell she wasn't really mad. In fact, it seemed like she liked it.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"You know exactly what I mean."
I shrugged. "You wanted me to blow you, so that's what I was doing."
Her face scrunched. I looked down. Still rock hard. Still throbbing. I looked back up at her, noticing her face had grown a slight red.
"I think you need to be taught a lesson," she growled.
"Is that so? Was I not to your satisfaction?"
Kronii reached a hand out to me. At first she wiped the spittle from the corners of my mouth with her thumb, then her whole hand settled on my cheek, cupping and caressing it. Her eyes darted from mine for a moment.
"Backseat. Now."
My eyebrows raised. It seemed my naughty behavior was about to be rewarded.
Without a word of protest I crawled over the center console, maneuvering myself to the backseats with some effort. Halfway through as I slid between the gap, Kronii's hand came down hard on my backside. I yelped as the contact made a harsh crack, then I moaned.
"Slut," she mumbled, moving from her seat to follow me.
I managed to lie back on the dark leather seats, smiling. My antics must have riled her up enough, and I wanted her to fuck me so hard I'd die. Perhaps tonight was the night I would be getting my wish. She crawled on top of me, breathing heavy. Her formal clothes clung to her in all of the right ways, but so claustrophobic they must have been. Even so, her lust must have been overwhelming her so she hardly noticed.
For a moment she struggled with her pants, pulling them down, along with her underwear. She sighed, relieved to be completely free, and I sighed too, happy to see her erection without its restraints. It was awkward maneuvering ourselves in the tight space, but we could have been anywhere and we would still find a way to make this work. I too struggled with my pants. It was a simple formal outfit, nothing special, but at this moment I would have torn them off to lay myself bare in front of Kronii, all for her pleasure, had I the ability.
Kronii grunted as she used one hand to keep herself steady, planting it right between my arm and side, and used the other to help undo my belt. It had been a gift from Kronii, something I had wanted on a whim, thinking it cute. Now I almost regretted the decision with how it slowed us. Maybe I should have picked out a dress. Something short, for easy access. Eventually she managed to unhook it, and in one motion, yanked my pants down to my mid thigh.
She wasted no time in doing the same to my panties. Our foreplay was already done, both of us had thrown subtly and decorum out the window, leaving only the need to have each other as quick as possible. My body was already ready for her, burning with the need for her inside of me. Kronii lowered herself, my face ending up in the crook of her neck. It took little effort for her to enter me.
When I did I moaned loudly, for what other reaction could my body make with this satisfaction. Kronii, with more effort, brought her hand up to my mouth to quite me. It only sort of worked, as with each thrust into me another noise escaped my throat. They were horrible, lust filled noises, each one guiding Kronii to be rougher, to hit deeper.
She ravaged me in the back of her car. We were tangled together, through our tight clothes and tighter surroundings, stuck together like nothing more than rabbits in heat. She reached deep inside of me, and the deepest parts of my body craved for her to finish inside of me. I couldn't manage to wrap my legs around her, but I didn't need to. I reached out my free hand, the one not stuck between my body, Kronii, and the back seat, and placed it on her back, pushing her forward and keeping her deep inside me for longer.
Her grunts with every thrust filled my ears, and my quiet begging eked out from under her hand.
"Bad girls like you don't deserve that," she breathed between heavy thrusts.
My lips curled, rubbing against her soft skin. "Where else?" Was all I said, muffled as it was.
Kronii gritted her teeth. Neither of us were making sound decisions. The sway of the car with every thrust was enough proof of that. Who knew how many onlookers noticed the bouncing of the car, and how many more still would recognize the car as Kronii's. The backseat windows were blacked out, and it was dark outside. No light entered into the dark interior, even from the front windshield. My eyes rolled back as the thought of what we were doing hit me in a moment of clarity, making Kronii feel all the better inside of me.
Kronii's huffs grew louder and more ragged in my ears. I knew she was about to finish, and I hoped more than anything she would be too flustered to finish anywhere else but inside of me like I desired. The car shook with greater force the closer she got. It was as if I could feel her bubbling up, reaching the boiling point right before finishing. My body went in step with her, our most primal senses connected, and I could feel myself about to fully go over the edge.
I went over first, moaning loudly into her hand. The moment was shaken as Kronii lifted herself up, and quickly pulled out. She grunted, her sounds mixing with mine, as she finished, cock in hand. She had gotten the better of me. Instead of bursting inside of me like I practically demanded, she showered my new clothes, the ones she had bought, with herself.
Hot and steamy she let herself off all over me. My chest heaved as it too was covered, tragically clothed.
We stared at each other for a long time, still so close to each other. Her face turned a bright red as she readjusted her pants, struggling to get them on properly. Her erection had barely subsided, clearly I have that effect on her.
"I'm sorry," she muttered.
"For what?" I asked with a smile.
"I ruined your new clothes."
"Such a shame. I'm sure you won't mind spoiling me with a new set, will you?"
A smile threatened to shatter Kronii's sour face. "We'll go tomorrow." She clamored over me and into the front seat, sighing. The windows had fogged up, protecting us from the dreary city night.
I elected to stay in the backseat, watching, hypnotized, as Kronii drove us home.