Driven

Roxanne stripped naked in the passenger seat, seat belt off. Her clothes were carelessly tossed piece by piece, into the back seat. The car sped through town, down the streets that would be most crowded on a Friday night in July. The windows weren\'t tinted, anyone one with a quick eye could see. She smiled slyly at her lover, who struggled to keep his eyes on the road. His thick engorged cock had been freed from the confines of his jeans. She had left it pointing stiffly forward when she\'d gotten bored of toying with it. Darren\'s eyes veered toward her. He was hard and nervous. She liked that.
\"What if we get pulled over?\"
She laughed the sound husky and predatory in her throat.
\"I don’t care.\"
She widened her legs and flipped the seat back into a reclining position. She pushed her pelvis upward, so that every inch of her shaved cunt was exposed, wet and glistening in streetlight and starlight. Grinning mischievously, she reached into the back seat and retrieved and icy cold beer from the tiny cooler. She popped the top and tossed both the opener and cap into the back seat. Roxanne took a long swallow, spilling beer all over her naked breasts and stomach. Darren reached one hand over to touch her, but she batted his hand away impatiently. Saying nothing, she slid the length of the frigid bottle along her hot wet cunt.
\"Oh sweet Jesus!\" Darren groaned.
She moaned delightedly at the clash of sensations. Hot and cold, hard glass against soft flesh. Her stiff little clit danced a happy jig.
She frowned when the car slowed. Darren was turning off into a dark little alley.
\"Keep driving!\" she hissed angrily.
Darren\'s lips thinned into a mutinous line, but he got back onto the main road. After several minutes of sulking, he flashed her a quick wolfish smile. She recognized it, that dangerous look. It was enough to let her know that he was making plans of his own. Plans for retribution. She\'d been hoping for that, all day. She\'d been at work listening to her boss drone on and on about weekly reports, and all the while she\'d been wet with anticipation. She\'d even toyed with the idea of giving herself a hand job right there in front of the man but she hadn\'t…she\'d been patient enough.
Roxanne closed her eyes, sipped once more from the beer bottle and set it in back in the cooler. She dipped her fingers slowly into her wet pussy, languidly worshipping her quivering clit. She moaned loudly, both for Darren\'s benefit and from the effort of preventing herself from climaxing. The car zipped along a darkened highway. She couldn’t see or care where they were going. Darren drove with one hand on the steering wheel and one pumping his gigantic cock. Damn, she loved to watch him do that!
Suddenly he veered left, sending the car down an unlit path. Within minutes they were covered in darkness so thick, that not even the moon or the stars could bee seen. There was nothing but gnarled old trees and this endless path that vanished when he cut the engine and turned off the headlights.
Darren moved to switch on the interior light. His eyes glinted ferociously. Roxanne quivered in anticipation, wondering what he had in mind.
\"Open the dashboard.\" His voice was hard and rough, daring her to disobey.
For a moment she did, and kept on idly fingering her self. Then her curiosity got the better of her. She popped the dash open, her eyes going round at the sight of thickest dildo she\'d ever seen. The ebony dick matched Darren\'s complexion exactly. It was at least eleven inches long ribbed and sported strange irregular little bumps along the sides. She caressed those little ridges in awe, inhaling the slightly leathery new smell.
\"It\'s beautiful.\"
He smiled momentarily and shrugged. \"It was supposed to be a surprise, for our weekend in LA but I think now is as good a time as any, to try it out.\"
\"Yes, Oh yes.\" she breathed delightedly, going all warm again, all over.
\"Now,\" he said all trace of warmth gone, idly stroking his swollen cock.
\"Now you\'ll put on a little show for me, Rox.\"
She smiled coyly and rolled down her window. Her plump breasts stiffened nipples hardening in the sudden rush of cool night air. She switched the dildo on and ran her tongue along the vibrating length of it. She gasped as very real, fierce little electric shocks, stung her mouth. She hesitated. Was it supposed to do that? Her eyes flew to Darren\'s. He smiled knowingly.
\"Fuck it.\"
\"Are you serious?\"
\"Do it now.\" His voice brooked no argument, but his eyes were reassuring.
She trusted him. Still, she took a deep breath as the reached down and rammed the dildo all the way up into her slippery pussy. She almost choked on her shocked outcry. Hundreds of tiny little pulses tore through her. Liquid heat flooded down into her, the bumps on its sides ground into the sensitized walls of her cunt.
\"Oh my god!\" she breathed, writhing uncontrollably.
She sobbed and convulsed as the sweetest agony she\'d ever known, took position of her body. She climaxed with a feral growl, blindly clutching at anything within reach to steady her thrashing body. Before she could even catch her breath, she was bucking and gyrating mindlessly as wave after wave of pleasure and pain crested through her. She came again and again. She turned over to kneel on all fours, ass in the air and warm cum drizzling down her leg.
Caught up in her own frenzy, she barely noticed Darren soaking his hand in her dripping juices. She didn’t catch the mad light in his eyes as he watched her fuck the nifty little torture device like a rabid animal. He used her cum to lubricate his throbbing cock, with a shaky hand. He kicked off his pants and threw off his shirt. While one hand pumped his painfully turgid cock, the other stroked Roxanne\'s tight, quivering ass. He rubbed her juices along the crack and pushed one wet finger into her ass hole.
She turned her head to look at him with glazed eyes.
\"Yes!\" She moaned encouragingly.
\"You want more?\" He stopped fingering her ass and ran his hand down to the base of the dildo. With a sudden vicious motion, he jammed it more fully into her cunt.
\"More! More!\" Her sobbing plea was a desperate scream, as she climaxed at the sudden motion. It wasn’t enough. She could feel the storm inside of her building again.
Darren surged out of the driver\'s seat and went around the passenger side. He opened the door lifted her out. He set her down to kneel on the grassy ground. He got on all fours behind her and using his powerful arm to brace her lithe body, he slowly eased his cock into her ass hole. Roxanne uttered a long, keening wail. The pain was incredible, but so was the pleasure.
He growled as his shaft reached its hilt in Roxanne\'s ass. He struggled to stay still long enough to let her get used to the feel of his iron hard cock in her virgin ass. She was like a fucking furnace! He could feel the little bursts of electricity coming from the dildo lodged stubbornly in her cunt.
Roxanne couldn’t believe it. She was kneeling on all fours on some dirt road with a dildo stuffed in one hole and Darren\'s gigantic cock in the other. She would have wept for joy if she could catch her breath. She moaned helplessly.
Darren moaned with her, easing his shaft out of her blazing hot ass. As he eased back in, her muscles clenched and tightened around his cock. He growled as he rammed all the way in and lost all control. He bucked and rammed into her frantically, her hoarse screams going unnoticed as he lost all sense of himself. His load spurted into her as hot and volatile as jet fuel. He couldn’t stop. The shocks from the dildo kept his cock hard. He was like some primitive beast, plundering and pumping into Roxanne\'s ass like a jackhammer.
Roxanne was reduced to a mewling mass of limbs and sweat. She couldn’t tell how many times she climaxed. She lost count. Her cum mingled with Darren\'s semen that dripped from her ass and soaked the ground. He was like a raging bull, slamming into her ass mercilessly.
Their fevered cries filled the night air as they both climaxed again and again. They didn\'t stop… couldn\'t, not until hours later when they both collapsed in an exhausted and drained mass of limbs on the wet grass.
Darren drew her into his arms and pulled out the dildo and tossed it aside. They sat there, clinging to each other until they could find the strength to move, breathe, talk.