BDSM is Love

“Care for a little side adventure, Master?” I asked on our way home from the munch.

It was dark and the ride was long. I had just purchased a red sexy nightie and it was driving Master wild the thought of me wearing it when we got home. He would grab my hand and place it in his lap at various instances along the route to remind me how hot he was. The idea I had took 3 exits to develop.

I pulled off the exit ramp and then back onto the on ramp going back to the highway. By now I’m sure he was confused until I slowed to a stop halfway on, pulled over and shut the lights out. I reached over and pulled the lever between his legs and slide the seat all the way back.

“Crank your chair down, Master so that you can lay down comfortably, please.”

As he made his adjustments I was already in his pants, freeing the hardness that he was teasing me with along the drive home. It didn’t take long before I was bobbing up and down on it, suckling his dick like it was a lollipop.

He moaned and groan, “Oh god, oh fuck” and all other sorts of explicatives as I sucked. I was deliriously happy to be pleasing him so spontaneously and he was getting the blow job of his life. Before long he was bursting and I was taking it all in.

I leaned back, cleaned him up with a cloth I always have in the car for fogged windows. Grinning at me and redressing himself he sat up.

“Oh baby, I love you so much.”

Interestingly, Master said that somehow made him even more horny and he wanted me so badly. I didn’t object. We drove home for wild hot life draining sex. It was a fun filled and wonderful night.

–luna