24-05-2019, 03:47 PM
I drive through the heavy Saturday noon traffic & finally reach the hotel past one o'clock PM. I park the car myself & then stride briskly into the hotel lobby. The darwan salutes & opens the door for me, reacting instinctively to my imposing personality & self-assured manner; a lesser person dressed as casually as me would probably have been shooed away. I take off my shades & scan the lobby. I wave casually as soon as I spot you. Your heart leaps into your mouth when you see me; you take in my broad shoulders, trim body & well toned muscular legs. Your nipples tighten as you remember our last meeting... You rise & walk towards me, slightly unsteady on your heels. I pick up your shoulder bag. As you follow me out of the hotel, you can't resist unwrapping the scarf & readjusting it around your shoulders. You take your own sweet time doing that, getting a huge kick out of the lust-filled, open mouthed stares that you elicit from a few bystanders. I dump your bag on the rear seat of the Zen & hold the door open for you. We're finally on our way...
"What took you so long?" You inquire, pouting sulkily. I explain how busy I've been through the morning & say sorry.
"It's OK, uncle!" You say, giving me your best smile.
We're making slow progress through heavy traffic. The air conditioning of the car isn't able to keep up with the heat, and in a while it becomes uncomfortably hot.
"How do I look?" You ask, giving me a sideways glance.
"Great! What's with the scarf?" I respond, with a laugh, looking at you.
You're in any case uncomfortably hot under the scarf & take my comment as a cue to take it off. I concentrate on driving.
"How do I look?" You ask again, a hint of challenge in your voice. I look sideways at you when the car has stopped at a signal. It's the turn of my heart to leap into my mouth. I quickly look around to see whether anyone else is looking at you. Fortunately, the car has tinted glasses so nobody outside can see the dark interior.
"Oh my God. You're stunning!" I exclaim. My cock starts to stiffen. Your observant eye catches the movement in my crotch. You're pleased at my reaction.
"Thank you, Uncle!" You whisper, patting my knee.
Your hand rests lightly on my thigh. I grow hot & start sweating even as my cock becomes fully hard & tents my loose Bermudas. The combined smell of our sweat & musk suffuses the interior of the tiny car. Because of my height, I've pushed the driver's seat well back & also reclined the back rest. There is enough room for my erect cock to rise up without nudging the steering wheel. My attention is fully focused on driving. You take full advantage of my preoccupation. Your hand keeps caressing my thigh, running slowly up & down, taking devilish pleasure at my discomfiture as I squirm helplessly... Your hand rests on the erection tenting my Bermudas & then slowly rubs my cock over my clothes. You reach down & slip your hand inside my loose shorts. Shivers of pleasure run up my spine as your hand creeps slowly, inexorably upwards, eventually finding my hard cock. Your fingers run lightly up & down my shaft, teasing it till is a painfully hard & throbbing pole of masculine flesh. Your fist closes around my cock & grips it hard, then loosens again to continue with light feathery strokes of your skilled fingers. Your thumb runs over the crown & becomes wet with my sticky precum.
"Ahh...!" I exhale pleasurably & ask you to taste my cock. You bring your hand to your nose & sniff appreciatively, then lick your wet thumb.
"Umm...!" You respond. You keep repeating this exercise every now & again while I keep my attention focused on driving.
I ask you to let me taste your pussy. Your left hand slips into your jeans & your fingers find your slit. You rub yourself up & down, coming close to climax. You pull your hand out & offer your wet fingers one by one, for me to suck...
We continue this leisurely game as we make slow progress towards the toll plaza at Vashi. We stop & I wind down the window glass to pay toll. You too wind down the window glass & raise your arms to readjust your hair, pretending to ignore the stares of the staff as they ogle your out-thrust breasts...
We're at last on a clear stretch of road with sparse traffic. I'm finally able to retaliate against all your provocations. I ask you to take off your bra. You struggle & wriggle around, trying to unhook the bra strap at the back, but can't do it in the confined space. I ask you to pull up the hem of your top & lean forward. While my right hand holds the steering wheel steady & eyes look straight ahead, my left hand reaches under your top from below & grabs hold of the back strap of the bra. I pull it down until the elastic is stretched almost to breaking point & then yank it hard. The strap snaps with a ripping sound.
"Yeoww!" You yell as the stretched elastic band snaps back & delivers a sharp, stinging slap against your skin. You stick your tongue out & give me a dirty look as I chuckle. You are finally able to pull the bra off of your arms & out through the neck of your top. Your breathing is jagged & irregular & your stiff nipples poke through the thin translucent fabric of your top.
I sigh pleasurably as I slowly stroke your thick, stiff nipples with the back of my hand, even as my driving is rock steady at 80 kmph, right in the middle of the center lane. You moan under your breath in response. I ask you to hand me a bottle of water. I take a couple of swigs & then spill some ice cold water down your front.
You gasp & shiver in response as the cold water hits your chest. The sharp slap of the elastic of the bra and then the cold water splashing on your bosom causes you to momentarily lose some control and a few drops of pee squirt out. The thin, wet top sticks to you like a second skin. Your nipples become tight, hard little nuggets. Without taking my eyes off the road, my fingers latch on to a nipple & play with it over the thin fabric of the top, pinching & releasing it until you gasp aloud at the pleasure & pain you feel. You lie back in your seat, passively enjoying the pleasurable sensations coursing through your body, allowing me unhindered access to keep playing with your nipples. My incessant teasing, pinching & twisting of your nipples make you grow hornier by the minute. You are now thoroughly aroused & eager to be fucked; your breasts are heavy & your cunt squishy & wet with your lubricious secretions. There is still a long wait ahead, though...
You wrap the scarf around your shoulders as we approach the Khalapur toll plaza; even you are not bold enough to let people see your nipples through your wet top. The break at the toll plaza helps you get a grip on yourself again. Even so, you relish those lusty eyes that get a fleeting look at your lush body through the window before you roll up the window glass again. We take the Khopoli exit off the expressway & are soon on the Khopoli -- Pali road. We stop at a roadside eatery & drink hot, sweet tea. Although you've wrapped the scarf around your shoulders, people notice the fluid swaying & jiggling of your unbound breasts and catch glimpses of the pink thongs riding your hips above the low rise jeans. You walk with a mincing gait, clenching your thighs together to feel the rough seam of the jeans & the crotch of the thongs rub against your cunny lips. Although you pretend to ignore peoples' stares, you're inwardly getting a kick out of them...
***
"What took you so long?" You inquire, pouting sulkily. I explain how busy I've been through the morning & say sorry.
"It's OK, uncle!" You say, giving me your best smile.
We're making slow progress through heavy traffic. The air conditioning of the car isn't able to keep up with the heat, and in a while it becomes uncomfortably hot.
"How do I look?" You ask, giving me a sideways glance.
"Great! What's with the scarf?" I respond, with a laugh, looking at you.
You're in any case uncomfortably hot under the scarf & take my comment as a cue to take it off. I concentrate on driving.
"How do I look?" You ask again, a hint of challenge in your voice. I look sideways at you when the car has stopped at a signal. It's the turn of my heart to leap into my mouth. I quickly look around to see whether anyone else is looking at you. Fortunately, the car has tinted glasses so nobody outside can see the dark interior.
"Oh my God. You're stunning!" I exclaim. My cock starts to stiffen. Your observant eye catches the movement in my crotch. You're pleased at my reaction.
"Thank you, Uncle!" You whisper, patting my knee.
Your hand rests lightly on my thigh. I grow hot & start sweating even as my cock becomes fully hard & tents my loose Bermudas. The combined smell of our sweat & musk suffuses the interior of the tiny car. Because of my height, I've pushed the driver's seat well back & also reclined the back rest. There is enough room for my erect cock to rise up without nudging the steering wheel. My attention is fully focused on driving. You take full advantage of my preoccupation. Your hand keeps caressing my thigh, running slowly up & down, taking devilish pleasure at my discomfiture as I squirm helplessly... Your hand rests on the erection tenting my Bermudas & then slowly rubs my cock over my clothes. You reach down & slip your hand inside my loose shorts. Shivers of pleasure run up my spine as your hand creeps slowly, inexorably upwards, eventually finding my hard cock. Your fingers run lightly up & down my shaft, teasing it till is a painfully hard & throbbing pole of masculine flesh. Your fist closes around my cock & grips it hard, then loosens again to continue with light feathery strokes of your skilled fingers. Your thumb runs over the crown & becomes wet with my sticky precum.
"Ahh...!" I exhale pleasurably & ask you to taste my cock. You bring your hand to your nose & sniff appreciatively, then lick your wet thumb.
"Umm...!" You respond. You keep repeating this exercise every now & again while I keep my attention focused on driving.
I ask you to let me taste your pussy. Your left hand slips into your jeans & your fingers find your slit. You rub yourself up & down, coming close to climax. You pull your hand out & offer your wet fingers one by one, for me to suck...
We continue this leisurely game as we make slow progress towards the toll plaza at Vashi. We stop & I wind down the window glass to pay toll. You too wind down the window glass & raise your arms to readjust your hair, pretending to ignore the stares of the staff as they ogle your out-thrust breasts...
We're at last on a clear stretch of road with sparse traffic. I'm finally able to retaliate against all your provocations. I ask you to take off your bra. You struggle & wriggle around, trying to unhook the bra strap at the back, but can't do it in the confined space. I ask you to pull up the hem of your top & lean forward. While my right hand holds the steering wheel steady & eyes look straight ahead, my left hand reaches under your top from below & grabs hold of the back strap of the bra. I pull it down until the elastic is stretched almost to breaking point & then yank it hard. The strap snaps with a ripping sound.
"Yeoww!" You yell as the stretched elastic band snaps back & delivers a sharp, stinging slap against your skin. You stick your tongue out & give me a dirty look as I chuckle. You are finally able to pull the bra off of your arms & out through the neck of your top. Your breathing is jagged & irregular & your stiff nipples poke through the thin translucent fabric of your top.
I sigh pleasurably as I slowly stroke your thick, stiff nipples with the back of my hand, even as my driving is rock steady at 80 kmph, right in the middle of the center lane. You moan under your breath in response. I ask you to hand me a bottle of water. I take a couple of swigs & then spill some ice cold water down your front.
You gasp & shiver in response as the cold water hits your chest. The sharp slap of the elastic of the bra and then the cold water splashing on your bosom causes you to momentarily lose some control and a few drops of pee squirt out. The thin, wet top sticks to you like a second skin. Your nipples become tight, hard little nuggets. Without taking my eyes off the road, my fingers latch on to a nipple & play with it over the thin fabric of the top, pinching & releasing it until you gasp aloud at the pleasure & pain you feel. You lie back in your seat, passively enjoying the pleasurable sensations coursing through your body, allowing me unhindered access to keep playing with your nipples. My incessant teasing, pinching & twisting of your nipples make you grow hornier by the minute. You are now thoroughly aroused & eager to be fucked; your breasts are heavy & your cunt squishy & wet with your lubricious secretions. There is still a long wait ahead, though...
You wrap the scarf around your shoulders as we approach the Khalapur toll plaza; even you are not bold enough to let people see your nipples through your wet top. The break at the toll plaza helps you get a grip on yourself again. Even so, you relish those lusty eyes that get a fleeting look at your lush body through the window before you roll up the window glass again. We take the Khopoli exit off the expressway & are soon on the Khopoli -- Pali road. We stop at a roadside eatery & drink hot, sweet tea. Although you've wrapped the scarf around your shoulders, people notice the fluid swaying & jiggling of your unbound breasts and catch glimpses of the pink thongs riding your hips above the low rise jeans. You walk with a mincing gait, clenching your thighs together to feel the rough seam of the jeans & the crotch of the thongs rub against your cunny lips. Although you pretend to ignore peoples' stares, you're inwardly getting a kick out of them...
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