Sexy Domain

Sexcapade 11 - Road Trip

“Come on, Dez, are you a screamer?” The woman in the backseat rolled her brown eyes. She had never been a fan of Truth or Dare, and she didn’t like it now. But her friend up in the front seat wanted to play to pass the long hours on the road trip from Denver, CO to Houston, TX. Why they didn’t fly, Dez didn’t understand. Something about Jordan, the driver and current boyfriend of her friend, wanting to hit something on the way down. Dez was only along for the ride; her final stop was Houston.

“No, Kathy, not a screamer,” Dez answered as she stared out the window. When they started this game, it was innocent enough, however, some ten minutes back, the rules changed, and it turned into a s****l version. Not that she minded, she wasn’t a prude, but she didn’t know her friend was quite that open about it. Usually, Kathy was mum about her s*x life, other than Dez had heard Jordan was a damn good f**k. “Jordan, truth or dare?”

“Truth, Dez.” Well, he really couldn’t do dares while he was driving. She leaned forward to rest between the two chairs and looked at the man. He was actually quite f*****g sexy; it was the type of man she was into. Piercing green eyes, short black hair, a little goatee, and the f*****g sexiest damn neck tattoo she had ever seen.

“Do you two have an open relationship?” she questioned.

“Dez! How the hell did you hear that?” Dez shot her friend an evil smirk.

“You talk a lot of s**t when you’re drunk. So, are you?” Jordan glanced at Kathy who shrugged.

“Yes, I guess you could say that. We can f**k anyone we want, but there are hard rules we must abide by. No kissing on the lips as that’s between us. No missionary position, either. And under no conditions can we repeat it, so no matter what it’s a one-and-done.” Dez couldn’t help but smile at that. She knew people had open relationships, but she never knew anyone personally.

“So, have you had s*x with someone else?” Dez asked and Kathy slapped her arm.

“Your question is done, Dez.”

“Come on Kathy, I’m curious. You know how dull my s*x life is,” Dez begged, and her friend groaned.

“What do you mean dull? How the hell can you have a dull s*x life? You should have guys lined up around the corner ready to f**k you anyway you want,” Jordan told her, glancing at her in the rearview mirror. The sentiment was nice, but it was so far from the truth. Most of the guys she had dated, or even slept with, thought her too much of a good girl and when she wanted to venture out, they blocked her, denied her requests, and kept it simple. She wanted to be choked, hit with a paddle, tied to the bed, anything more than what she had gotten over the years.

“You’re sweet, but a lot of guys look at her and peg her to be innocent,” Kathy said, covering a yawn. “Damn, why the hell did I get up so early this morning?”

“We can switch at the next stop if you want Kathy. You can sleep back here; there is room to crash,” Dez offered, waving her hand to the spacious backseat.

“I need to stop and get gas anyway,” Jordan said, switching lanes to get off the road. With a nod, the ladies climbed out to switch spots while Jordan filled up the tank. Once Kathy was settled, Dez turned to look at her friend.

“Comfty?” Dez asked.

“Yes, and I’m really tired Dez, I’m going to crash hard, make sure Jordan stays awake, please. I begged him to stop somewhere to sleep but he said after sunrise. Guess whatever he wants to see requires that, which is why we left later on.”

“Don’t worry Kathy, I’ll keep him company.” They shared a smile and Kathy grabbed the blanket and curled up, literally out moments later. Even for her, that was unusual. Dez shook her head and then turned as Jordan climbed into the car, glancing at his sleeping girlfriend quickly.

“Swear, she could fall asleep anywhere if you let her,” he said and Dez could only agree. “So, Dezire, that’s really your name?” Dez laughed as she nodded her head.

“Yeah. My mom swore up and down she wanted something different and unique and so she went with a stripper name.”

“For real? She thought up a stripper name.” Dez looked at him and held up her right hand.

“Swear to God. She’s told me that so many times. I didn’t get it until around high school, and well hormones. It sucked. And then having such simple relationships, it’s even worse.” She watched as he got back on the road and just shook his head.

“I’m really floored by that. I mean, your stunning, a body made for sin, and no one has taken advantage of that?”

“No, though I wanted it, no one has.”

“What kind of f****d up mind is that,” Jordan started saying, once more shaking his head. “f**k, I’d have you up against the wall by your throat pounding into you so hard. How can any man not want that?” She wasn’t sure why those words triggered something, but they did. Oh, yeah, maybe because no one had ever told her that.

“Right,” she muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. She didn’t need to show him just how much those damn dirty words turned her on.

“I’m serious, Dez. Please tell me you’ve done more than just the basic positions. A guy has had you riding his d**k, right? Taken you from behind?”

“I’ve been on top, yes. Never from behind though.” He groaned at that, and she laughed. “Look, I know you think I’m crazy, and I probably am, but it’s not like I don’t try.”

“Dez, you have the girl next door look with your long hair and big doe eyes, but that should be the reason any guy wants you; to see how bad they can taint you! Make that good girl go f*****g naughty in seconds! It should be what every guy literally wants. So, it’s mind blogging to me that someone wouldn’t want that, especially from you! I know I may not know you all that well, but that’s beside the point. I know what I see and what I like, and yeah, having you slammed against a wall is pretty damn hot.” She tilted her head as she watched him.

Kathy had given her a back story of how they met, they ran into each other at a coffee shop but beyond that, that’s about it, Kathy was quiet on this one. Dez wasn’t the type to ever be jealous of Kathy or the men she landed, because the woman did land a lot but for the first time ever, Dez was jealous. Jordan was telling the things she longed to hear, and it wasn’t fair that nothing could be done about it.

“Feel free to spread the news in Houston while you drop me off, maybe someone will get the hint.”

“How open are you?” he asked after a moment or two of silence.

“Open to what? Trying new things?”

“Yeah,” he answered, nodding. “Are you just into trying anything and everything or are there things that turn you on from thoughts alone.”

“There’s a lot that turns me on from thoughts, like your words. That made me pretty wet.” He glanced at her with a raised brow.

“It did, huh?” His eyes darted down to the middle of her crossed legs before looking back to the road and she was forced to press her legs together even more. “So, you’re wet right now is what you’re telling me?”

“Wouldn’t any female when they hear dirty talk?”

“No. Kathy is wild, but she hates dirty words, so it’s not something that comes out a lot.” Dez wanted to reach back and smack her friend. How the hell could she not like hearing that a man wanted to shove his d**k into you while your legs were wrapped around his waist, and he pounded into you? She groaned as she rubbed her legs together. Okay, she didn’t need the image. “Something wrong?” She glared at him before releasing a breath. “Undo your arms and open your legs.”

“What?”

“I won’t repeat myself. Undo your arms and open your legs. And while you’re at it, shift so you’re looking at me.” Dez licked her lips but shifted in the car, opening her legs, and letting her arms drop to her sides. “Good girl.”

“Holy f**k,” she whimpered. She wasn’t aware comments like that could make her go even higher!

“Oh, someone likes being good. Let me see just how much you like it.” Without warning to her, his arm came between her thighs and pushed the thin material of her shorts aside. His eyes darted to hers as his fingers met skin. “Someone also likes going bare.” She shrugged because it was the truth. She hardly wore underwear and yet guys still didn’t pick up on how open she was. She bit her lip and rested her head on the headrest as his fingers ran over her slit. Dez knew she was wet and had no doubt that he would enjoy that.

“Damn it,” she muttered as he pulled his fingers out and then put them in his mouth.

“Has anyone gone down on you?” She nodded at that question. “Did they make you come?” That one was followed up by a shake. “With as sweet as you taste. Hell, I’d give anything right now to have you ride my face. But since that’s not possible, I’m going to help you in another way.” Without warning again, Jordan slipped two fingers into her, his thumb pressing against her c**t. She licked her lips and pushed her hips upward, pushing against his hand. “That’s it, ride the fingers.”

“Oh God, Jordan,” she moaned, her hand flying to his forearm. She wasn’t a screamer, but she could be a moaner. And she didn’t need to wake her friend. Not that she believed Kathy would be upset with her, not if they had an open relationship, but still, she didn’t need her friend to wake up and see this.

“s**t, Dez, you’re f*****g tight, and f**k, so wet!” He added a third finger and her mind started spinning. She wanted to hold out, but the fact that he was doing this in his car, where anyone could see, where her best friend could wake up, all added to her pleasure. “Sweetheart, you’re running over my hand!” He pumped into her even faster and her hips met his fingers, drawing them deeper. She needed a release, there was no doubt, and the way he was working her p***y, he was pushing to draw that damn climax out of her, but the feeling of just his fingers wouldn’t cut it; she wanted a whole lot more.

“I’m so close,” Dez whispered, and Jordan grinned.

“You don’t have to be quiet; she won’t hear you, and you know that.”

“Still…not…a screamer,” she panted as the feelings quickened.

“That’s it, baby, let me feel that sweet little cunt weep for me like it hasn’t before. Soak my fingers, let me taste it all.” That did it, those words set her off and she came hard, falling back against the seat. She watched in fascination as he withdrew his fingers and licked them off one by one, moaning each time he got one clean. “Dezire fits you; you know.”

“Why, because I’m full of desire?” She was, really, so it wasn’t like she faulted his logic.

“That, and you do bring out the desire in people. I’ve wanted to finger f**k you since the moment I saw you. However, I wanted to be buried in that sweet p***y since you climbed in the car,” he shared as he glanced over his shoulder to change lanes. She glanced down at his lap and noticed his hard d**k. With another glance at her friend to make sure she was still asleep; she nodded her head at his lap.

“Why don’t you shift some, give me a little more room to put my leg on the other side, and I can f**k you right now.” His eyes flared at that, and she smirked as she climbed into his lap, ducking down and forward to give him a view of the road while she undid his pants. She was still wet enough, and the thought of s*x in the car while driving, only added to that natural lube. Without a second thought, she grabbed ahold of his d**k, wishing she had time to admire it more, and sunk down on it, causing her to moan into his chest.

“f**k Dez, that’s like heaven right there with all that wetness. And as much as I love to help you, I can’t. You’re going to have to f**k me good.” Oh, she had every intention of it. Dez peeked at him through her lashes as she started to ride him. Never had she thought this would happen to her, never had she known she wanted it. But the moment she climbed into that front seat; her wicked mind was playing out all kinds of scenes. f*****g him while he drove, though, was not one that came to mind, but it sure felt f*****g amazing.

Her hands held onto his sides as she carefully rocked her hips against his. Like this, he was so far deep into her. And hell, if he wasn’t the biggest, she had ever experienced, no wonder he was so damn good at f*****g ladies. She moaned as his arm wrapped around her and his hand cupped her ass, causing her to rock more into him. She wasn’t sure how long she could hold on, not like this, not when everything was forbidden, and it only added to her pleasure.

“God damn it, Jordan,” she mumbled into his chest, causing him to chuckle.

“It feels f*****g amazing, doesn’t it? f**k, I want to pound into you.” She lifted her head slightly and he growled, his free hand snaking between them and grabbing her throat. That did it, that simple gesture had her flying and soaking his c**k and his jeans. “One…more…time, baby girl,” he panted and somehow, he managed to push his hips upward as he squeezed her throat just a little. God, she needed to always be manhandled, there was no going back from that. Her nails dug into his sides, through his shirt and he growled again.

“Yes, so…close,” she whimpered, causing him to hiss. His eyes stayed on the road, but it still felt like all his attention was on her, and she loved it.

“Come for me, now,” he told her, adding just the right amount of pressure to her throat and sending her over the crest yet again. Her wetness and tightness triggered his own release, and he followed her, almost swerving at the intensity of it. With a deep groan, his head fell back but his eyes stayed glued out the window, only glancing at her as she climbed back into her own seat, as he tried to even out his breathing.

“Thanks,” she said, trying to catch her breath and offering him a smile, “for a f*****g great road trip.”