Becoming Hers Pt. 08

Sunlight bathed her figure as she stood tall in front of her dresser, carefully selecting the panties that would embrace her ass and delicious pussy until she came home, when she would invariably demand that I take them off. I was almost jealous. I pondered what it would be like to be worn all day, dressing her and being at her constant disposal.

She bent over as she worked each leg into her underwear of choice. I never knew whether to focus my attention on her thighs, or her ass, or her tits hanging and slightly swinging as she jostled into her clothes. It all made my mouth water.

"Aren't you gonna get dressed," she said as she turned her head, already smiling, like she already knew she was about to catch me staring.

She turned to face me, her hair falling perfectly over her topless body. "Come on, I'll drive you to work today," she said, tying her hair in a ponytail.

It wasn't a terrible idea. Our offices really weren't far from each other. We just drove separately out of habit.

I kept watching until she put on that maddening pencil skirt, and her button-up work top, before getting dressed myself.

We talked about this and that as we made a quick breakfast in the kitchen.

"Hey, so, what if we invited the neighbor over for drinks this weekend?" she asked, as she scrambled some eggs.

"You mean Alana?" I asked, raising my eyebrows, but not without some intrigue. We really hadn't talked about the neighbor since Jenny literally yelled out and waved at her while sitting on my face in the backyard.

"Yeah" she answered, with some excitement in her voice, "it'd be good to get to know her don't you think?"

"Ummm, I think she might have gotten to know us a little too well already, don't you think?" I replied, putting some toast in the toaster, "I feel like she probably hates having to find us back there all the time..."

"Ah I don't know about that... I think she likes it," she retorted, prompting me to raise my eyebrows further. No. I know she likes it," she doubled down.

I chuckled--"that's bold of you to assume."

"No," she answered smiling and nonchalantly, "really, I've caught her looking a few times already. If she doesn't sense I've noticed her she just keeps watching until I try to make eye contact with her."

"What??" I asked incredulously, "this has happened multiple times??"

Jenny seemed amused by reaction. "Yeah, I'm telling you! She's our little voyeur."

"Why are you just telling me about this now??" I asked.

"I don't know, it seemed kind of fun for it to be my little secret with Alana," she answered smiling at me.

"Wait, have you talked to her about this?"

"No, no, the most I've done was wave at her I think." She said.

I was taken aback to say the least, but mostly at the sheer surprise of learning this had been going on immediately around me without my knowledge.

"Okay, wow. But now you want to invite her over? Don't you think that makes it even more awkward?"

"Everything is awkward the first time!" she said, handing me a plate with a breakfast sandwich. She was clearly unmoved by my surprise.

I thanked her for the sandwich. "Okay, sure, but I feel like if anything we need to apologize for not keeping it in the house, not propose the most uncomfortable possible dinner party."

I took the plate to the table and she followed me.

"Okay babe," she said, standing over me as I sat down, "you need to stop worrying so much." She rubbed my shoulders and went on, "look, this is what it's gonna be like, she'll come over, we'll put on some music, play some games, and no one will bring up anything uncomfortable unless everyone is ready to step outside of their comfort zone. It'll just be a nice little neighbor to neighbor thing."

"Okay, what do you mean 'step outside of their comfort zone'?" I asked.

"I don't know," she smiled mischievously and her eyes drifted to one side. She grabbed her plate and sat down. "Don't you want to find out?" She asked, taking a bite of her sandwich and looking right at me.

I paused for a second and chewed my food. Jenny was really not being that subtle.

"So.... Are you saying you want to see if she wants to do more than just watch?" I spelled it out.

She made a cute, "I have no idea what you're talking about" face and then smiled at me.

"Ummm," she said, "maybe?"

"Wow," I said, "this includes me right?"

"Of course," she laughed.

"Okay, wouldn't that make you jealous though?"

She thought about it for a second,, "hmm, not at all." She grabbed my chin as a form of emphasis, "I'm not worried. I know you're all mine, and that you'll still do what I say when she's around."

Something about how she said it felt intimidating and deeply arousing.

"Isn't that right," she asked, her expression betraying that she knew the effect she had on me.

"Mmhm" I half gulped and nodded.

"Good," she said, letting go and getting back to her breakfast.

"Wow, so you really want to do this?" I asked.

"Don't you think it would be fun?" She asked.

"Pff are you kidding? it sounds like every man's dream."

"Okay, then stop complaining!" She said jokingly.

I chuckled, and gestured that my lips were sealed.

She finished up and grabbed our plates. "And don't worry," she said, "if she's down to come over, I'll be the master host. I'll deal with any awkwardness and you don't have to worry about a thing."

"Sounds like a sweet deal," I said as she got up to put the dishes in the dishwasher.

Before I got up, she came back over and grabbed my chin again, giving me a deep kiss. "You better appreciate this sweet deal," she said smiling.

...

It was going to be a 30 minute drive or so to get to work, with some slow traffic. But the good thing was Jenny had some comfortable leather seats and some good speakers to listen to music and pass the time.

"I don't know why we don't go to work together," she said, and placed her hand on my thigh, steering with her left.

"I know right?" I said, placing my hand over hers, "I was just thinking about that this morning. We work pretty close to each other."

Her fingers tightened around my leg and then her hand moved up just a little bit.

"Exactly, we should just do it. We can save a lot of gas, and, you know, keep each other company," she said, her hand movements suggesting something more than just pleasant conversation.

"Okay, yeah, let's try it. Maybe we can feel it out this week," I said.

"Mmhm," she said, glancing at me briefly, and moving her hand up towards my crotch, "let's feel it out."

My cock awakened quickly, starting to press against my jeans, as her hand squeezed between it and my left thigh. I reciprocated, placing my hand over her skirt, but then changed my mind and moved it down to her bare leg.

We had reached a stoplight, and she looked over at me more meaningfully.

"Hold on," she said smiling, moving my hand away. She quickly shimmied to pull her skirt up and in a second motion used her fingers to drag the elastic of her panties to the floor.

"Oh my god," I said, surprised and now fully hard, "what are you doing?" She looked so hot in that drivers seat, her hips bare and spread suggestively.

"You want to give me some road head?" she said looking back over at me seductively.

"Uhhh," I stammered, "is that safe?"

"Come on," she purred, "running her fingers through my hair, and then gripping it, "Don't worry, it's going to be a slow drive in this traffic."

For a second, I looked down from her mischievous face, to her tits under her buttoned shirt, and what I could see of her pussy from that angle. When I looked back up her face told me she had obviously watched me the whole time.

"Come on, get down here before the light turns," she said, smiling, her grip tightening on my hair so she could pull my head down between her legs. There weren't many obstructions, so I found my nose buried in her cunt in a matter of seconds.

"Shit," I muttered as my cock kept pressing against my pants.

"Mmm yeah," she said, dominantly, "come on and eat it bitch." I felt the car start to move.

"Ungh" I groaned, turning my head towards her slit - I loved it when she said things like that, "yes mistress."

Her hand rested on my head as I placed my lips over her clit, and moved my way down, kissing her all the way down, letting my saliva lubricate her slit from its top to its bottom. Her legs were as open as they could be with her foot still on the gas pedal.

"Mmm yeah, baby, you didn't think I was going to go to work without feeding all this pent up sexual craving did you?"

"mmm of course not mistress," I said, as I placed my mouth back on her clit, stretching my tongue downward, to split her lips open, and feel as my saliva dissolved into her growing wetness.

Her hand pressed my head firmly down into her clit, and I sucked and flicked my tongue, doing both as best as I could.

"Mmm yeah nice and slow baby. Eat mommy's cunt."

I unbuckled my seatbelt so I could get better access and relished in the motion of my tongue against her folds, pulling up any cum that I could into my mouth so it wouldn't fall on the leather seat.

I unbuttoned my own pants and started stroking my rock hard cock.

"Mm yeah, I love seeing my little cum eater get turned on," she crooned and pulled my pants further down with her free hand, grabbing my ass.

Her aroma filled the space between her legs where she had wedged my head, and I tried to push in further than she had pushed me, sticking my tongue into her as far as I could. She played with my ass for a second before her free hand returned to my head.

She drove in that position as I relished in her, my neck on her thigh, her hand pushing my nose into her slit, letting her scent coat it now that she was getting really wet. She moaned and shifted her weight as my cheeks, and mouth and forehead became coated with her juices.

After a few moans I felt her hips tilt up and i heard, "ah fuck," before she pulled my head up. "Wait, that's too good baby," she said, "just lick me slowly so I can still focus on the road."

Of course I did as she said, moving my tongue slowly up and down, letting the tension build between her legs that were a vice around me, feeling as the tightness of her grip on my hair ebbed and flowed. I parted her folds with my tongue and my lips, so I could snake my tongue inside. Every once in a while she pulled my head slightly up, signaling for me to slow down, but I would inevitably start building up ever so incrementally, unable to resist leaning in to the moves that made her noticeably tense up beneath me.

That slow build allowed me to lick her all the way to my office, all the while stroking my cock and feeling ready to go over the edge. As soon as I felt the car park, her hand was pushing me up by my forehead.

She quickly undid her seatbelt as I realized she had parked toward the top of the parking structure, where hardly anyone ever parked.

"Lay down in the backseat," she said as she quickly pulled her underwear back up, and started getting out of the car.

I scrambled to pull my own pants up and meet her there. She had her skirt back down and was out the door in no time.

Once in the back, we closed the doors and she pulled her panties back down as soon as she felt the coast was clear. She wedged one of her thick thighs between my head and the backseat backrest and put her other foot on the floor. I craned my neck up to reach her cunt, which was a few inches from my face.

"Ungh," she groaned as my lips touched hers, and she grabbed my head with both hands, keeping it up against her. I stuck my tongue out and she started fucking herself with it pulling my head up and down into her cunt. She then pushed down on my forehead so I was lying flat. She looked around again and then stuck two fingers in her pussy, moving slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. The sounds her fingers made only highlighted how wet she was. I couldn't help but stroke my cock again over my pants.

"Mmm, yeah," she whined, "that's my good little bitch." She then appeared to forget where she was, as she not only started kneading her breast with her free hand, but fully opened her buttoned top and unhooked her bra, letting her tits bounce with the movements of her hips and fingers.

Her fingers were then in my mouth, and she made moaning sounds as she pushed them in and out a few times before planting her weight fully on my face. She was wetter than before, and I welcomed her precum into my mouth. Her body lurched forward with a big moan and her tits pressed fully against the car window above me.

"Hold on," she said, shifting her weight, "this is an awkward position."

I would've pointed out it was probably because we were in a parking lot, but she didn't get off my face before pushing the door open, and stepping both legs out.

She grabbed my hair again and pulled, more symbolically than forcefully, "come over here, I'm getting close."

I scrambled out as best I could looking around, terrified that someone from the office would walk by and see me with my topless and bottomless girlfriend in the parking lot. But it seemed the coast was still clear.

Once we were both outside she pinned me against the car and kissed me, sticking her tongue in my mouth and pushing her hips sensually against mine. I could almost feel how wet she was.

Her hand came to my neck and chin, and she asked, "did you like giving me road head baby?"

"Mmm yeah," I replied smiling. I loved the look on her face as she heard my response. And I loved the way she just kept on taking charge. Actually, I thought to myself, I kind of love - her.

But that was a thought for another time. "Mmmmm that's good" she groaned, continuing to hump me with her bare hips over my pants, and somehow making my dick harden even further.

"But you're not satisfied yet are you?" She asked maintaining her grip and rhythm.

"No way," I said, squeezing her bare ass further into me.

"No, you want me to cum don't you?"

Hearing her say that made my will feel just a bit weaker, just a bit more subsumed to her desires.

"Mm yeah," I moaned, "please."

She moaned back, her face alight with both physical and mental pleasure.

"Are you going to get on your knees in this parking lot and be my cum bucket?" She asked.

"Yes baby, anything you want," I said, feeling like the gravity on my body was increasing, like I had to do as she said.

"Mmm yeah, baby, it turns me on so much when you're submissive," she moaned, still grinding against me.

We were really staring into each others eyes, and amidst the sexual arousal I felt a bit of that indescribable joy, something I had been feeling a lot lately, looking into her eyes felt, free.

"Do whatever you want with me," I head myself say.

She bit her lips, and stopped grinding as her hands came into my shoulders. She pushed me down with both hands and then with one hand that guided my face into her pussy.

I looked straight up at her. She stood tall and straight, the hand not holding my head off to one side, her formidable breasts, almost as formidable as her eyes, smiling above barely parted and moaning lips.

She looked around quickly and motioned for me to move toward the open car door so it would at least block us partially from view.

Once under her again, my tongue dove deep into her crevice with abandon.

"Agh," she cried, her head tilting back.

My tongue moved back and forth and she fixed her gaze on me again.

"Ah yeah baby," she groaned, "I love.. ah I love the way you lick my pussy. Oh god you lick me so good"

I responded by making my licks firm against her insides, communicating that I wanted to do exactly what she loved, to be exactly what she loved.

Her hips started grinding against me. "Ah yeah baby, I love your fucking mouth," she moaned, as her juices trickled down my tongue.

"Ungh baby, tell me you want me to squirt on your face," she groaned.

"Yes, please mistress," I said, a thin strand of precum hanging from my chin as I pulled away, "please squirt on my face." I was fully enraptured in the intensity of the moment. I stuck my tongue out to illustrate my need and submission.

"Mmm yeah," she groaned, licking her lips and grabbing my hair again. She started fingerling herself again.

"You want that don't you?" she groaned. I couldn't help but start to rub my cock over my pants.

"Yes, please," I begged, opening my mouth wider, and placing my free hand on her ass.

She started thrusting her hips into her own fingers, clearly turned on by my begging.

"I'll squirt on your face," she said, "just because I know it'll make my needy little cum slut so happy." She moaned, "But then you're going to have to swallow the rest of it... are you ready for that?"

By then I had pulled my cock out of my pants and was stroking furiously.

"Yes, yes, please make me drink it mistress" I begged, wanting nothing more than for her to watch me choke on her cum. "Yes baby, please cum for me," I kept begging.

"Oh yeah, I love it when you beg for my cum," she moaned, fingering herself faster.

"Onnnhhh," she moaned, biting her lips and looking down at me with pleasure"I want you to tell me you're my little bitch."

"No, want you to make me your little bitch mistress," I responded, and spanked her ass.

"Uh fuck, what did you say," she groaned, and looked down at me fiercely.

""Make me your little bitch, make me swallow your cum,"I demanded.

"Ungh," she groaned, bringing her free hand down to press down on my forehead so my neck was craned all the way back. She stepped her legs on either side of my head and continued fingering herself directly above my mouth.

"Mmmmm fuck... fuck, yeah..." She moaned, gripping my hair tight, "Ungh you're such a little slut. I'm going to make you my bitch and you're going to fucking like it."

Her fingers blurred inches from my face and drops of cum were already raining down.

"Come on keep begging, tell me what you want!" She exclaimed and moaned.

"Please mistress, please let me swallow your cum," I begged looking straight at her, my mouth gaping open for her.

"Ungh yes unnngg fuck I'm gonna do it," she moaned, her fingers and hips moving rapidly "ung I'm gonna cum in your mouth...unGGGHH UNGH UNGH FUCKK," she practically screamed, holding her fingers near her clit to let the stream of liquid burst onto my face, before forcefully pulling my mouth against her hips. Some of it went up my nose before she adjusted so her squirt streamed directly into my throat, and I let myself come to the brink of my own orgasm, my body tossing and turning as she held me by my forehead, moaning, and shaking, and looking into my eyes, as her squirt filled my mouth, and I choked on her cum.

"FUCKKKK" she squealed, and she looked down at me. My eyes were wide, as I reeled from my own orgasm, without speaking they told her, "yes, keep going, please keep cumming in my mouth."And she did, the liquid filled and overflowed from my mouth as she panted and moaned and her legs shook.

I managed to react and let it slide down my throat. And her face told me exactly what I wanted to know - her orgasm was ten times more intense because she knew I was swallowing her cum, that I had begged for her to make me do it, and that no matter what I said I was her little bitch, to be used whenever she felt like it.

As she came, she cried out and her body pressed me back against the car and car seat. I stared up at her belly button as the last of her squirt streamed into my mouth in short bursts, accompanied by whole-body convulsions. My entire brain lit up with the physical feeling of my orgasm and the psychological impact of the thought that she owned me, and that I loved it. "Oh my god," she groaned with both her hands on my head as her body twitched two last times.

She groaned again as she finally pushed back to her feet. She stared down at me and the mess she made in rapturous appreciation before coming back to her senses and buttoning her shirt. I lay, spent, my heart rate coming down, and completely covered in her juices.