An old flame 2

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I was silent the whole time, enjoying his touch and it's effects on me. He was just like my drug and I want to get lost in it. Finally when he saw I cant even breath any more. He laughed, "already wet are you?" I nodded biting my lips and looking down. A tinge of red on my face. He rubbed his hands on my cheek "then lets go and skip the party." I thought he was joking but he took my hand and too me straight to the entrance from where I have come in just a few minutes ago.. I looked at him surprised as many eyes followed us out. I am sure I heard a few people even calling our names. But he didn't care to listen. Dragging me out, he took me towards his car and settled in. I sat there in a daze following his every command as he said. He opened the window and a cold breeze brought me back to my senses. He had already started the car and was driving with a hand at a very slow speed. While his other hand was on my thighs rubbing them and messaging them. I closed my eyes to get lost in the pleasure he was giving me. "Takeoff your underwear." He ordered still driving the car and I opened my eyes wide open. I looked at his face to see if he was joking but he wasn't. We are the only two in the car I told myself and it gave me the courage. I slid my underwear and he took it from my hands. Sniffing he smiled and then threw it out of the window. I bite my lips again. But the condition wasn't finished yet. God knows how he found my zipper and my dress was out next. Thank goodness, instead of throwing it out he threw it at the back seat. Since my dress has added cups I wasn't wearing the bra. Now I was on the seat completely nude at his mercy. My body getting red, I am not sure from embarrassment or the heat I am getting from my current situation. My stomach was churning and I was getting wet. He put his fingers on my list and smiled looking at the wetness. Taking my juices on his fingers, he put his smeared finger in my mouth. I sucked it as if I am sucking his c**k and he gave me a satisfied smile. "Open you legs" he ordered and I created as much distance possible between my legs in the seat. Putting one finger inside me in a one sleek movement he started rubbing  his thumb in gentle circles over my c**t and dipped another finger inside of me. I realized, with some embarrassment, that i was already soaking wet. Apparently this whole Executioner scenario turned me on! I had a brief moment of worry that there might be a damp patch on the back of seat. But I discarded the thought as unimportant, once he began working several fingers inside me.   I squirmed and began thrusting my hips up to meet his fingers, wishing that it were his c**k. I moaned and pulled my hands up to cup my breasts. swayed back and forth with my movements. I felt a deep, clenching feeling beginning in the pit of my stomach, and began moving even more urgently. When he knew that I was on the verge of orgasm, he removed his fingers from my p***y. I wanted to scream with frustration, but, remembering where we are, I shut up, because he has already marked the car near my apartment and I was sitting there nude in his car. Everyone knows me here this thought brought shame in me. I also didn't want to draw attention to their car in the darkened garage. I thought briefly of touching myself to get some relief, but didn't think that he would be happy with that. And I wanted to make the night better . he smiled at my obedience and this time he licked his fingers making sounds and I was wet again. Getting his fingers clean, he opened the gate for me to come out. Wide eyes I looked around. Afraid that anyone would find out by his smirk was telling me he want to do that. This whole idea was making a strange feeling in my heart.  I was afraid yet thrilled. The old 39 in me finding her new again, like I have become that old 21 yeas girl again. I looked around and when I saw it was empty I ran and heard his laughter from behind. But just when I reached the door I realised I don't have the key. In fact, I have nothing. I am standing at the door of my house completely naked. Thank God, he arrived in a few minutes. He laughed looking at my reddened face and the way I was trying to cover important parts of my body with my two petite hands. He unlocked the door with the key and took my lips. This is the first kiss we shared after whole two years. His lips are like drug. I even forgot to enter while I was so desperate to do so just a few moments ago. He took me in his arms and led me in. Closing the door with his other hand. All the time my lips were on his sucking all the oxygen I had in my body. Thank goodness he had held me right, because I was sure my body had lost all its strength. He put me on the nearby sofa and looked at me as if I am his feast, and he was hungry. He was hungry for what I could offer him. And to be honest, I wanted to be devoured. I missed his touch all the time when left me for studying in a foreign country His hands started roaming on my body, creating wild sensation, the electrifying feeling grew when he change his lips in place of his hands. Touching my neck, collar bones, cleavage, breasts, stomach. He was playing with me. Burning me, with his touches. His hands moving towards the wet area, and I was churning in anticipation. But he moved to the thighs, leaving my burning core, my p***y which was screaming for his touch. For his love and for all that his body could provide.
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