chauffeur
There's hardly any traffic at this time of night. The rain has stopped. The city sleeps. Flashing red lights reflect off the pavement.
Stealing in and out of the mist, a car with three occupants glides like a dream through wet streets.
Inside the car the driver has the stereo cranked up loud. Raw female vocals over a pulsing electro bassline. Scandalous lyrics urge our trio forward into the night.
Low motion in the backseat. I'm being straddled by a hot woman with her shirt off.
The car passes under a streetlight and a slow stripe of illumination glides across her firm, sexy breasts. In this same flash of light I catch a glimpse of the driver's eyes in the rearview mirror.
The driver is watching us. And I suspect that's not all she's doing.
With my hands on my lover's waist I pull her close, put my mouth on her body, licking and sucking her breasts. I take one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and I know she likes it, so I pinch it, hard.
A soft moan in my ear. "Mmm, baby."
I push her down on the seat, out of sight: a tease to a voyeur. The interior of the car is rich with the scent of arousal. Even over the music I'm sure the driver can still hear us kissing and making out.
Her body writhes beneath me on the seat. My hand slides up between her legs, but I sense a moment of hesitation, so I stop. I can tell she wants to ask me something. Finally her voice comes as a whisper in my ear: "Are you sure she's OK with all this?"
I have to smile. "Just a second." I sit up and lean forward to have a word with the driver.
"Turn the music down," I say. She obeys. "Do you know what we're doing back here?"
"Yes."
"Does it turn you on?"
"Yes."
"OK," I say. "That's good."
I lean back in the seat, still holding a pair of bare legs across my lap.
The driver turns the music back up and resumes driving, one hand on the steering wheel.
Chauffeur! I'll take you where you need to go.
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soundtrack: The Fitness - Chauffeur [5.6MB mp3]
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Comments
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Posted by: nikki | September 7, 2008 12:21 AM
I hear mouths wet together, then her sexy moans. I peek at every chance I get, without taking my eyes off the road for too long, afraid he would stop over any careless driving. He has made eye contact with me, permission to watch. The next view I have is of her perfectly framed tits, I had been distracted by her cleavage earlier in the evening and now I knew it wasn’t the bra, I feel he is displaying them purposefully, I am appreciative. I am touching myself, listening, watching…I have to quickly recover from veering into the opposing lane of traffic but it thankfully went unnoticed. I keep my own moaning low, unheard behind the music, I don’t think she knows.
Posted by: chauffeur | September 8, 2008 09:42 PM
amazing blog, amazing looking man, what i would like you to do to me ........
Posted by: mystical | September 20, 2008 02:38 PM