Work Attire/Let her have her way with you
From Create Your Own Story
This week is bringing adventure after adventure, and you're just not ready to stop! Besides, her tongue is hot and active, and she's licking her way up your belly already. You give a slight moan of pleasure and relax. The driver and your new playmate giggle together as she proceeds. The car travels aimlessly around town. You're not paying attention to that.
The girl in the back traces her way up your belly with her tongue, stopping to give a deep kiss to your navel, then grabs your head and gives you a deep tongue kiss. She starts out hard and passionate, but pulls back into a slow, languid festival of French. Her hands trace their way around your sides and breasts, and rouse your tingliest sex feelings. There are no words, only sighs, laughs, and touches. Your nipples do the talking. What they say is, "We're hard, we're aroused, please suck us and give us love bites." She obliges and gives them loving attention, sucking and nibbling, then diving into your cleavage and making you gasp - then gasp again because she's got a finger in your pussy, and is learning all she needs about how wet you are.
Her eyes glitter a question, and you give a slight nod, so she hoists your legs, bites you once on the pubes, and begins to lick your clitoris. A middle finger steals into your snatch and begins to rub where it feels best, while her tongue licks lightly and you gasp and whine, not saying a word but begging her not to stop. Your cries grow louder as she tongues your clit and slides her finger, until at last your body spasms in orgasm, and you give several weak cries before finally whispering, "Stop!"
She does stop. She helps you into a sitting position, wraps the blanket around you, and gives you a pert kiss on the lips - you taste just a hint of your own juices. You and the two girls then start a lively conversation about everything but what you've just done - movies, clothes, make-up, creepy bosses - and stop by a drive-through, where you're treated to whatever fast food you like best. You drive around some more 'til you've slurped up the last of your soda, and are asking yourself, My God, what did I just do? (Your self thinks the answer is pretty obvious.)
The driver - her name's Mel - asks where you want to go next.
