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1/31/2020 4:00 am

Doing the Dance at 80 mph

She drove down the interstate at the highest speed she could go on the dark damp frozen pavement. Her wetness was cloaked in the black lace babydoll dress that barely covered her ass when she sat. Her legs were spread apart as she drove like a mad woman to where she would meet him.

His sexy texts had her mind reeling faster than the tires on her car spun. Her music, as always, was loud and shook her internal organs to match the enticing beat that shook her seat with each thump of bass. In turn, vibration of the seat reached her sensitive full lips that smooshed their plumpness against the lace,.leaving intricate patterns on her skin that she knew he would see.

Her phone rang. His deep voice curled her toes and that feeling shot right through her body to her nipples that immediately hardened.
"How's my sexy little slut?" His luscious vibrato in her ear sent her into a big sigh to control her need to touch herself
"Your slut is wet and ready" she purred into his ear at the other end with her alluring phone voice that matched his intensity, but lay obscured behind the almost girlish lilt.
He let out that little growl she loved and purred through the end with "Good girl"
The hair on her arms stood at attention as did every nerve in her being. All that could escape her mouth was the soft muffled moan as her hips squirmed.She listened and answered as he asked her more questions, teasing himself to prepare them both for the evening ahead.

"Did my slut remember no bra?"
"Yes Sir" she respectfully cooed into the speaker.
"Good girl", he rumbled gently into her eardrum.
"And did she remember no panties as well?" He queried
"Yes Sir"
"Good girl ...you are my little fucktoy aren't you?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely " She grinned knowing he would get a chuckle because of her eagerness and humor. He did and she felt her own pleasure at how she could entertain and delight this glorious specimen of a man. It was the least she could do for all his effort and attention he gave to her every detail.

He started his directions and her insides burned down deep inside her core, building the fire in between her legs...
"When you arrive, park beside my car. Come into the door and close it behind you, making sure you close and lock it. Then, you are to climb the stairs and enter the bedroom. Take your dress off and lie down on the bed. Wait there for me." He paused..."Understood babygirl?"
Her mind was swirling already and a husky sweet, "Yes Sir"
"Mmmm, good girl" He sounded even more than pleased and that was her goal. That fueled her passion and made the creaminess drip from her hole, leaving a mark on her lace..,

Fuck, she loved the dance with her very fiber..

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aliljaded 53F

8963 posts
1/31/2020 4:05 am

The only "dance" I'm any good at. Thanks for sharing, love the tune.xx

"Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.”

infinitepoetess 54F

3499 posts
1/31/2020 4:10 am

aliljaded

You are most welcome my sexy soul sistah

Citybloke 54M

39 posts
1/31/2020 4:31 am

Nicely done! And a fantastic choice of song too!

bimom4taboo 54F

2110 posts
1/31/2020 4:34 am

SO HOT !!! A GREAT PIC. !!!!! I LOVE HER HEELS !!!

hillcountryperv 66M

1/31/2020 6:55 am

thanks for sharing......the urgency has rewards.....

EnergyMagic 60M

61 posts
1/31/2020 6:58 am

I love to dance, and that particular dance is my favorite. What mutual fun it is to craft a relationship in which the words of one become the wetness of the other.

TheBargee 68M