Chapter 3: Blowjob
Just as Alex wanted to return to licking her the woman braught her feet back between them and pushed him back into his seat.
He looked up at her, a mixture of confusion and desire evident in his gaze. She smiled at him, a wicked gleam in her eyes.
She scooted closer to him, her feet now planted firmly on his chest. She slid one foot up his chest, her toes caressing his neck.
"What are you doing?" Alex asked, his voice a low growl. He could feel the heat of her against him, her feet pressed tightly against him.
The sensation of her soft socks and the nylon was driving him wild, his cock throbbing in his jeans, aching for release.
Alex couldn't help but smile, his eyes locked onto hers. "You're full of surprises, aren't you?" he said, his voice laced with desire.
She smirked at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
She shifted her position, pressing her feet more firmly against his chest. Alex could feel her heels digging into his shoulders, her toes playing with the collar of his shirt.
Alex breath hitching slightly at the contact. He loved the way she was teasing him, the way she was in control.
But he also loved the challenge, the way she was testing his limits. He looked up at her, his eyes locked onto hers as he spoke. "You better be careful, sweetheart. You don't know what you're playing with."
She just smiled, her eyes dancing with mischief. She shifted her position again, her feet now pressing firmly against his thighs. Alex could feel the heat of her, the softness of her socks against his skin. He loved the way she was rubbing against him, the way she was demanding his attention.
Slowly, she began to move her feet up his thighs, her toes tracing the inside of his legs.
Alex watched her, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps, his heart pounding in his chest. He loved the way she was teasing him, the way she was driving him wild with desire.
She stopped when her feet reached the bulge in his jeans, her heels pressing gently against his throbbing cock. Alex groaned softly, his hips bucking slightly at the contact. He could feel the heat of her, the softness of her socks against his skin.
She looked down at him, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked smile playing on her lips.
She pressed her feet more firmly against his cock, her heels rubbing against the hardness beneath the denim. Alex let out a low groan, his hips arching up to meet her touch.
His breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He loved the way she teased him, the way she demanded his attention. He loved the way she was in control, the way she was testing his limits.
She began to move her feet, slowly rubbing against his cock through the denim.
Alex closed his eyes briefly, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through him. He could feel every movement, every shift of her feet, the softness of her socks against his skin, the heat of her soles against his cock.
He loved the way she was teasing him, the way she was driving him to the edge of his control.
"Fuck, that feels good," he murmured, his voice low and husky. He opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto hers. She was watching him, her eyes filled with a mix of amusement and desire. She knew what she was doing to him, and she was loving every second of it.
He leaned back in his seat, his hands gripping the armrests as she continued to rub her feet against his cock.
He could feel every movement, every shift, the heat of her feet through the thin fabric of his jeans.
"You're playing with fire," he said, his voice a low growl. He could feel his control slipping, his cock throbbing in his jeans, aching for release.
Alex groaned, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. He loved the way she was in control, the way she was challenging him.
But he also knew that she was walking on thin ice. She was playing with a fire she might not be able to put out.
She kept her eyes locked onto his, a smirk playing on her lips. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. She knew that he was at her mercy, and she was enjoying every second of it.
She began to move her feet more deliberately, applying more pressure, her heels rubbing harder against his cock. Alex couldn't help but let out a low moan, his hips arching up to meet her touch. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the softness of her socks against his skin.
The she took her feet away, his cock was burning with desire, she peeled off her socks and presented her pantyhosed feet to Alex. The light showed her toes through the semitransparent fabric.
She wiggled them slightly, teasing him. Alex let out a low groan, his body aching with need. He wanted to see her feet, to taste them, to feel them against his cock.
"Give them to me," he said, his voice a low growl.
She simply smiled, her eyes never leaving his. She placed her feet on his lap, the nylon of her pantyhose brushing against his jeans. Alex could feel the heat of her skin through the fabric, could see the slight sheen of sweat on her soles.
He reached out, his hands trembling slightly with anticipation.
He ran his fingers gently along her instep, feeling the smooth nylon beneath his touch. He loved the way it felt, the way it hugged her skin, the way it accentuated every curve and contour of her feet.
She wiggled her toes, a playful smile on her face. He could see the challenge in her eyes, the invitation. He loved that she wasn't afraid to tease him, to push him to his limits.
He lifted her foot to his lips, his breath hot against the nylon. He inhaled deeply, savoring her scent—a mix of sweet and musky that was uniquely her own.
He placed a soft kiss on the nylon, feeling the silkiness against his lips, the heat of her skin beneath. He could feel her body tensing slightly, her breath hitching as he continued to kiss and nibble on her instep. He loved the way she responded to his touch, the way her body arched slightly, her hips shifting in her seat.
He moved his kisses higher, his tongue tracing the curve of her ankle, tasting the saltiness of her skin through the nylon. She let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering shut briefly before opening again to lock onto his.
Alex could see the desire building behind her eyes, her lips parted slightly, her breathing coming in quick gasps. He loved seeing her like this—helplessly aroused, completely under his control.
He moved his attention to her other foot, trailing kisses along the top, his hands gripping her leg to steady her. He could feel her muscles tensing, her body quivering with anticipation. He loved the power he held, the way she was at his mercy.
He raised her foot to his mouth, his tongue tracing the line of her ankle, tasting the saltiness of her skin through the nylon.
She moaned softly, her hips shifting in her seat, her eyes never leaving his. His free hand wandered up her thigh, his fingers brushing against the hem of her pantyhosed crotch, feeling the heat of her skin through the nylon. She didn't stop him, just watched him with hungry eyes, her breathing coming in short, sharp gasps.
He could feel the tension building, the heat radiating from her. He loved the power he had over her, the way she was completely under his control. He continued to tease her, his mouth and hands working in tandem to drive her wild with desire.
He moved his kisses higher, his hands gripping her thighs to steady her.
She spread her legs wider, giving him better access, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
He reached the apex of her thighs, his mouth close to her covered pussy. He could smell her arousal, the sweet and musky scent driving him wild.
He pressed his mouth against the nylon, his tongue tracing the line of her slit through the fabric.
He could feel her heat, her wetness, the way she shifted her hips, trying to grind against his mouth. He loved the taste of her, the scent of her arousal filling his senses. He moved his tongue in slow, deliberate circles, teasing her through the barrier of the nylon.
She let out a soft moan, her hands gripping the arms of the seat, her knuckles white with tension. Her eyes were closed, her head thrown back, her body arching towards him. He loved the sight of her like this, completely lost in pleasure, completely at his mercy.
He continued to tease her, his tongue moving in slow, circular motions, the nylon of her pantyhose a tantalizing barrier between them. He could feel her getting wetter, her hips shifting more urgently, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He looked up at her, their eyes locking, and he saw the raw desire in her gaze. He loved knowing that he was doing this to her, that he was making her feel things she'd never felt before. He moved his hands up her thighs, his fingers tracing the line of her pantyhose, feeling the heat of her skin through the fabric.
His hands trailed upwards beneath her hoodie and through her turtleneck top he found two hard nipples, she was indeed not wearing a bra.
He tweaked them, rolling them between his fingers, making her gasp and arch her back, her feet digging into his shoulders.
He pinned one of her feet down with his shoulder as he leaned in to take a nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, then soothed it with his tongue. He felt her hands grab his hair, pulling him closer, her hips bucking against his hand that was still teasing her through the pantyhose. He bit down gently on the nipple, making her cry out, her body shaking with pleasure.
Alex looked up at her, a wicked grin on his face.
Her white top was slowly becoming transparent from his salvia around the nipples.
Her pantyhose was getting more and more wet from his constant teasing and her own continuous arousal. He could feel her desire for him, her lust, her hunger.
Alex moved his mouth from one breast to the other, giving each nipple equal attention. He lavished them with kisses, sucking and nibbling, his hands roaming over her body, feeling her curves, her heat. He pinched her nipples gently, making her moan and arch her back. He loved the way she reacted to his touch, the way her body responded to him.
As he wanted lift her top, she once again pushed him back into his seat. She slid on the ground and started nestling with Alex fly.
His body tensed with anticipation, his breathing rapid as he watched her every move. The woman's eyes locked onto his, a challenge in her gaze as she hooked her fingers under the waistband of his jeans and slowly pulled them down, exposing his rock-hard cock.
Alex let out a low groan, his hips bucking up slightly as his cock sprang free, the tip glistening with pre-cum. The woman licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his as she wrapped her hand around his length and began to stroke him slowly.
Alex groaned again, his head falling back against the seat as she worked him with her hand.
Then with one swift motion she took him in balls deep. She had to gag as his hard cock had reached its full length but that made it only hotter.
Alex's hands flew to her head, burying his fingers in her hair as she began to slowly bob her head back and forth, her mouth fucking his cock. He could feel the heat of her mouth, the suction of her lips, the scrape of her teeth. He groaned loudly, his hips thrusting up to meet her mouth.
She looked up at him, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in them. She increased her pace, her head bobbing faster, her mouth swallowing more and more of his length. Alex groaned again, his body writhing beneath her touch.
The sensation of her taking him deep into her throat was driving him wild. He loved the way she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of challenge and desire. He could feel his control slipping, his body aching for release.
He felt her fingers trail up his thighs, her nails digging gently into his skin. She knew just how to touch him, just how to drive him crazy. He loved the way she took control, the way she demanded his pleasure.
He pulled her hair gently, guiding her head back and forth, urging her to take him deeper. She obliged, her eyes watering slightly as she took him down to the base.
Alex could feel the vibrations in his cock, the suction of her mouth, the scrape of her teeth. He groaned deeply, his hips thrusting up to meet her.
She stayed there for a moment, her eyes locked onto his, her lips stretched around his girth. He loved the sight of her like this, completely under his control, completely surrendered to his pleasure.
She pulled back slowly, her lips making a popping sound as they left his cock. She looked up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She knew that she was driving him crazy with desire.
She shifted slightly bringing a foot up to his balls, suprising him with her flexibility as she returned sucking on his cock and cerassing his sack with her nylon clad toes.
Alex couldn't believe the feeling, the heat and the softness driving him closer to the edge. He loved it when she was in control.
He loved the feel of her mouth on him, the way she looked up at him with those challenging eyes, her lips stretched wide around his cock. She knew what she was doing, knew how to drive him wild with desire.
She alternated between sucking him deep into her throat and licking and nibbling on his sensitive head. Alex groaned and writhed beneath her, his body on fire with pleasure. He loved the way she looked up at him, her eyes filled with challenge and desire.
Alex's hands gripped the edge of the seat, his knuckles white with tension. He let her set the pace, let her take what she wanted, but he was in control of his own pleasure. He wasn't going to come until he was ready.
But then she let his cock slip out of her mouth taking over with her foot, the incrasing of the pace was too much for him. But just as he was about to cum she pressed on his perineum. A dry orgasm washed over Alex.
His hips bucked up, his cock twitching and throbbing in her hand. He gasped, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as he rode out the waves of pleasure.
Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked down at her. She was still on her knees in front of him, her eyes locked onto his. A satisfied smile played on her lips, a wicked glint in her eyes.
"You're wicked," Alex said, his voice a low growl. "I like it."
Only then came to his attention, that his cock was still rock hard. Between his legs the woman took out a small silver package. She freed the condom and put it in her mouth.
She placed it between her teeth and slowly slid her mouth back down onto his cock, the condom unrolling onto him as she went. Alex groaned, his hands flying to her hair again, his fingers tangling in her locks. He loved the feeling of her mouth on him, the way she was taking control, the way she was making him feel things he hadn't felt in a long time.
He let her set the pace, let her take what she wanted from him. He knew she was in control, but he was still the one calling the shots. He wouldn't let her have all the power. Not yet, anyway.
She looked up at him, her eyes shining with excitement and challenge. She started to bob her head again, her mouth working his cock with skill and enthusiasm. Alex groaned, his hips moving with her rhythm, his hands tightening in her hair.
He loved the way she was taking control, but he also loved the feeling of power that came from knowing he could take it back at any moment. He was enjoying the ride, but he was also watching, waiting, ready to grab the reins when he wanted.
He looked down at her, watching her work him. He loved the way her eyes locked onto his, the way she seemed to be daring him, challenging him.
Slowly she stood up, still keeping him in her mouth. Her tounge gave him a last swirl and then she was already on his lap, grinding her crotch against his penis. Slowly she started rubbing his penis against her slit and inch by inch sliding it in together with her seamless pantyhose.
Alex loved the sensation of the nylon against him, the way it rubbed and teased his sensitive skin. He could feel her heat, her wetness, the way she shifted her hips to take him deeper.
The woman let out a soft moan, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Alex could see the desire in her eyes, the way she bit her lip as she slid down onto him. He loved the way she looked, the way she felt beneath him, the way her body responded to his.
He placed his hands on her hips, feeling the curve of her waist, the softness of her skin beneath the fabric of her top.
He could feel the heat of her, the way her body trembled with desire. He loved the way she felt, the way she moved, the way her body reacted to him.
He leaned in and captured her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. She kissed him back with equal fervor, her arms wrapping around his neck, her hips shifting against him. He could taste her desire, her hunger for him. It drove him wild, made him want her even more.
He broke away from the kiss, his eyes locked onto hers. "I need to fuck you," he murmured, his voice low and husky.
She smiled, a wicked gleam in her eyes. She reached down guiding his penis against the pantyhose, which to his surprise gave in and encased his cock as it slid i to her inch by inch.
She moaned softly as they finally became one, the sensation of the nylon against his cock sending shivers down his spine.
"You're so tight," Alex groaned, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He loved the way she felt, the way she moved around him, the way her body responded to his.
She began to move, slowly at first, her hips shifting back and forth, her body adjusting to his size. Alex watched her, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts as he studied her face, her eyes, her lips.
He loved the way she looked lost in pleasure, her eyes closed, her head thrown back, her body moving against him. He loved the way she felt, the way she moaned and gasped with every shift of her hips, the way her body trembled and shook with desire.
"Look at me," Alex commanded, his voice a low growl.
The woman's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting his. Alex could see the raw desire in her eyes, the way her pupils were dilated, her lips parted slightly, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
"I said, look at me." Alex repeated, his voice firm.
He wanted her to watch him as he took her, wanted her to see the pleasure he was giving her.
She complied, her eyes locking onto his, her hips continuing to move in a slow, sensual rhythm. Alex felt a surge of power, of control. He loved seeing her like this, completely at his mercy, completely surrendered to his touch.
He began to move his hips in time with hers, his hands tightening on her waist. He loved the feel of her, the heat of her, the way her body was wrapped around him. He could feel her tightness, her wetness, the way she gripped him like a vice.
He loved the sensation of her wrapped around him, the way she moved her hips, the way she sighed and moaned with each thrust. He started to move faster, his hips slapping against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her heat. He could feel the friction of the nylon, the way it rubbed against him, adding to the sensation.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and husky. "You like the way I fuck you."
She nodded, her eyes locked onto his, her teeth biting her lower lip. She was breathing hard, her body trembling with desire.
Alex could see the pleasure building in her eyes, her body arching to meet each thrust. He loved the way she clung to him, her nails digging into his back, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
"You're mine," he growled, his voice low and possessive. "Say it."
She bit her lip, her eyes fluttering shut before opening again, her gaze locked onto his.