“She tastes good Reed, you wanna try?”
Fuck that, I don’t lick no chick’s twat, especially one that’s naked in the back of a limo ten minutes after meeting me. Ergh. Who knows who or what’s been there before me? I like sex with randoms, but I have certain standards. I don’t put my lips on their mouth, so there’s no way I’d be putting my lips on their minge. If they want to put their lips on my dick, that’s fine by me, their call. I don’t make no one do anything they don’t want to. I might coax, bribe or tempt but never force.
“Na, I’m good. You do what you gotta do first, dude.” Without hesitation, he pushes two fingers inside her.
“Oh God,” she moans as he begins to move them in and out. Her eyes are closed and her back and hips are arching off the seat. Jet looks over his shoulder and gestures for me to join him. He pulls his fingers from inside the girl and sucks on them. I think he’s going back in, but instead he dips his wet fingers into the coke and starts scooping it inside her, moving his two fingers in and out as she moans and arches her back, once again lifting her arse and hips off of the car seat.
My dick’s hard, now the coke’s kicking in. My heart rate accelerates and I want to get involved. I reach over to the centre console and find the condoms and throw one to Jet.
“Turn her around,” I order him. I sit back up on the seat opposite and undo my jeans. I pull out my cock and start to stroke myself as Lara crawls on her knees toward me. I lift her chin so she’s looking me in the eye. “Jet’s gonna fuck you from behind. I want to fuck your mouth while he does that. Is that all good with you?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “Can I have another line of coke first?”
I nod my head. “Just one though, he’s shoved at least two lines inside you, it’ll absorb through your skin soon and you’ll start to feel it hit you.”
She winks. “I already can. One more line and I’ll be good to go for the rest of the night. I know my limits.” I pass her the mirror and she lines up and snorts another hit. She’s on all fours on the floor of the limo. Jet’s on his knees behind her.
“Can I fuck your arse?” he asks her.
She looks over her shoulder at him. “Do you have lube?”
Jet looks up at me and gestures to the console that divides the seat in half. We use this limo company all the time, they know exactly what to provide. I search inside, find what I’m looking for and toss the tube to Jet. Then I pass him the big pink vibrator that I’ve also found in there.
“Wonderful.” Jet winks.
Lara reaches out and takes my cock in her hand, she squeezes at the base and strokes up and down a couple of times before she flicks her tongue over my tip, pushing it into my slit as she does. My hips buck forward and my hand grips her hair. All the while, she takes me deeper down her throat. I tilt my head back on the car seat, enjoying the sensation of her hot mouth swallowing my cock as I watch Jet slide on a condom and lube up his fingers. I’m not gay or even bi for that matter. I’m not watching because I want to see, or admire his dick. I’m watching so I can tell him what to do, not that he doesn’t know, he’s a fucking expert but he likes to be told and I like to tell him. I have to tell him. Not just him, anyone that’s involved has to be prepared for me to tell them exactly what to do. I have to be in control and I just love to push the boundaries, push people to their limits. Some are a bit resistant at first, especially if it goes against what they think is normal or right, but once you encourage them to give it a go, to just try it, they’re soon lost in the moment and giving themselves over to doing all kinds of wrong.