Ben & Gabrielle Ch. 05

"Fuuuuuck, Baby," he moaned.

He fought to keep his eyes open and on the road ahead of them as they drove each other toward orgasm at dangerous speeds. His body demanded he let his head fall back to the headrest while Gaby began quickly moving her mouth up and down the length of his cock.

He managed to stop at a traffic light, and waited to make the last turn before reaching their apartment. During this seeming interminable delay, an SUV pulled up on their right side. Gaby's ass was clearly visible through the open window, and she moaned loudly as an orgasmic wave built inside her. Ben, still pumping his fingers furiously in and out of Gaby's pussy, looked over at the other car.

The other driver had his window up, but Ben could hear the bass thumping heavily from his radio. He appeared to be singing, and Ben almost laughed.

The light turned green, and as Ben prepared to pull away, he saw the other driver glance into the Jeep. Ben watched the man's mouth fall open as he realized what he was seeing. Ben gunned the engine and the Jeep sped around the corner, as he struggled – steering one-handed – to avoid running off the road. He never told Gaby about the other car.

On their street now, Ben re-focused his mind; forcing himself to hold out until they reached the parking lot. Their building lay less than a minute away.

Gaby didn't last. She pulled Ben's cock from her mouth, and he felt her pussy contract around his fingers; squeezing them as he moved them in and out of her.

"Me corro, me corroooo," she cried out in Spanish.

Her body convulsed violently in Ben's lap as lightning bolts of pleasure struck her body and exploded through every nerve.

"Yes," Ben nearly screamed, "fucking cum for me!"

She gasped for breath as her orgasm continued. Ben did not stop pushing his fingers inside her.

"Siiiiii," she hissed; her hot breath washing over his cock.

Gaby's orgasm had not yet subsided when Ben managed to maneuver the Jeep into their parking lot. He turned into his space and stopped the vehicle with a squeal of the tires.

As Gaby returned to her senses, he looked up at the building. His parking space lay directly under their neighbor's bedroom window. It was barely past 9:00pm, but no light showed through the windows.

Whitney must be out tonight, Ben thought.

He wished Whitney were there to look out and watch them.

Gaby recovered enough to return her mouth to Ben's cock. She moved her right hand between his legs and tried to rub his balls as she again took the length of him between her lips. His fingers remained buried inside her, and he could feel tremors still running through her body.

"Did you like that, Baby?" he asked, his head now falling to the headrest.

"Mmmm, hmmm," she moaned, not removing him from her mouth.

She moved her left hand to his chest, then slowly moved it down his body until she reached the base of his cock. She pulled her mouth back until only the tip of Ben's cock remained inside, and she stroked his shaft roughly.

Knowing Gaby to be capable of having multiple orgasms, he again thrust his fingers into her. Her body jumped and she pulled his cock from her mouth to avoid biting him.

"Bennnn," she hissed at him.

He didn't stop. He moved his fingers faster; thrusting harder.

Despite his attentions, she tried to speak

"I want...you...to...tell me...when...you're ready," she gasped.

"I will, I will," he replied, as she again took the head of his cock into her mouth.

Free of the need to keep his left hand on the steering wheel, or to see the road, he reached down to further recline the seat; giving Gaby more room to move. She used it, bobbing her head up and down over him, bringing her lips to the very tip of his cock, then plunging herself down on him, letting it slide into her throat.

"Oh, Gaby," he whispered, "you're gonna make me cum."

He felt her pussy contract around his fingers.

"Yessss, that's it, Baby, cum with me," he said.

Her body began shaking against his. He pushed his fingers deep inside her and struggled to wiggle them.

Again, she deep throated him, moaning as she held him in her throat. It sent him over the edge. He moved his left hand to the back of her head and held her there.

"I'm cumming, Baby! I'm..." he cried out as his hips bucked into her and he fired a stream of cum down her throat.

With her left hand, she reached up to grab his left hand, intertwining her fingers with his. With her right, she gently squeezed his balls.

Her second orgasm arrived as she swallowed another torrent of his cum.

They convulsed against each other, rocking the Jeep, as their cries floated out the passenger's side window. She drained him as he fought to keep his fingers inside her.

Once their orgasms finally subsided, neither moved for several minutes. Gaby remained with her head in Ben's lap. He felt her breathing on his wet, diminishing cock. As they remained there, Ben gently removed his fingers from Gaby's dripping cunt.

"I think we'd better go inside," he said, when his breathing returned to normal.

She slowly extracted herself from between his body and the steering wheel. She propped herself on her knees, and smiled at him.

He reached out to her with his right hand and pushed his fingers into her mouth.

"Clean them off," he ordered.

She looked into his eyes as she swirled her tongue around his fingers and sucked her juices from them.

When she finished, he moved his hand to the back of her head and pulled her to him. He kissed her deeply, again pushing his tongue against hers. He reached up to cup her right breast with his left hand.

"Let's get inside," she said, breaking the kiss.

He released her, and pulled up his pants. As she redressed, he put up her window, shut off the Jeep, and climbed out to zip and buckle up.

She completed straightening her clothes as he opened her door. Holding the bag from the toy store, she hopped into his arms and wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Surprised, he grunted as he caught her. Carrying her, he awkwardly closed the Jeep door, and turned to walk toward the backdoor of the building.

"I can't wait for the next round," she whispered in his ear, as he tried to find the key to get them inside. Finding the correct key, he fumbled trying to unlock the door.

"Come on, Baby," she laughed, "get it in the hole."

She gently bit his earlobe, further distracting him.

"Am I going to have to fulfill my fantasy right here?" she asked.

The door sprung open as she finished her question.

Clumsily, Ben carried her up the stairway. She kissed his neck and pulled at his hair, and he stopped twice to kiss her mouth.

Upon reaching the second floor, he turned toward their door. As he reached out with his key, he heard muffled voices, and then the door of the neighboring apartment – only a few feet from their door – swung open. Ben turned his head.

Mrs. Moynahan, the building gossip and certified curmudgeon stood in the doorway, with a young man.

"Good evening, Mrs. Moynahan," Ben sighed.

Her mouth was fixed in a frown as she eyed the two of them.

Gaby twisted her neck to look at the woman.

"Hi, Mrs. M," she said, a little too loudly.

"Hello, Benjamin. Gabrielle," Moynahan said, unenthusiastically.

"New boyfriend?" Gaby asked, giggling.

"This is my grandson, Dylan," she sneered. "He'll be staying here for a few weeks, and I'll thank you not to corrupt him during his stay."

Gaby ignored her and returned to kissing Ben's neck.

"Jesus," Ben cried out as Gaby bit him again.

"Hmmm," Mrs. Moynahan said, "yes, you two could use the Lord's help."

Gaby again turned her head toward the woman.

"Well, send him over," she said. "He can watch."

Mrs. Moynahan's mouth fell open in a silent gasp. Luckily, Ben opened the apartment door and slipped inside before she could recover enough to reprove them further.

"One of these days, you're going to give that woman a heart attack," Ben said, closing the door.

Gaby slipped from Ben's arms and turned toward the bedroom. As she walked, she opened her pants and pushed them down a few inches, exposing her ass to him.

"You are so naughty," he hissed.

He reached out to grab her, but she eluded him. She ran into the bedroom and he followed. He caught her just inside the door. Picking her up, he carried her to the bed, and dropped her roughly. He slipped his fingers under her shirt and pushed it upward to expose her stomach. He kissed her warm skin as she tried to wriggle away from him.

He tugged at the top of her pants, trying to pull them down her legs.

"No, no, no," she objected, placing her hands on his head and pushing him away. "You go get in the shower, like you wanted."

He looked up her body into her eyes.

"Go on," she said. "I'll clean our new toy and bring it in."

Reluctantly, Ben removed his mouth from Gaby's flesh. He stripped off his clothes, picked up two large, fluffy towels, and walked into the bathroom.

After hanging the towels on the rack, he pulled back the clear plastic shower curtain, and reached in the tub to turn on the water. He waited a few seconds, then stepped in, and closed the curtain. Satisfied with the temperature, he stood under the nozzle and let the spray of hot water cascade down his body.

After a few moments, he turned to a shelf and picked up his bottle of body wash. He'd just finished cleansing himself when he heard Gaby's voice.

"Are you ready, Baby?" she asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," he said, adjusting the showerhead so he could slide the shower curtain to the side without getting the floor wet.

He turned to look at Gaby as she stepped into the tub. As he'd requested, she wore a white, cotton wife beater and boyshorts. She carried the vibrator they'd purchased at the toy store, and a bottle of cherry scented lubricant.

"Cherry," he said. "Nice touch."

She laughed.

"I thought you'd like that," she said.

As she closed the shower curtain, he adjusted the showerhead, then reached out to pull her to him. The water instantly turned her white clothing transparent. He could see her brown nipples and the lips of her pussy through the thin wet fabric, and he leaned down to take her left nipple in his mouth. Holding her tightly, he sucked hard and she moaned.

He slipped his hands down her body – his left to her ass, his right between her legs. He pushed his fingers against her roughly.

"Bennnn," she moaned, as he assaulted her.

He pressed his middle finger against her asshole, through her shorts. She lifted herself onto the tips of her toes as she felt the pressure, and wrapped her arms around him, clawing at his skin with her nails.

Moving his lips to hers, he kissed her deeply. She nearly melted into him as he massaged her sex. He felt her body begin to tremble against his.

He slipped his hand inside the back of her shorts and forced a finger between the cheeks of her ass. Carefully, he turned their bodies until she stood directly in the spray of hot water.

His stiffening cock rubbed against her stomach. She moved her left hand downward and around his body to grab it. She stroked the length of it as he moved his fingers faster.

"God, I love those magic fingers, Baby," she whispered, breaking their kiss.

Ben moved his mouth to her neck and trailed his tongue over her jugular.

"Harder," she pleaded.

He complied, beginning to move the hand between her legs faster, manipulating her clit with more force. The tremors running through her body quickly became stronger.

"That's right, Baby," he ordered, barely removing his lips from her neck, "cum for me."

He squeezed her ass tightly, holding her to him as her knees weakened.

"Yesss," she moaned, "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!"

Releasing her grip on his cock, she grabbed his right shoulder. She gasped for breath and her body jerked against his.

He continued moving his fingers on her, feeling her body react to his touch. His body stiffened as her fingernails dug into his shoulders, but it did not deter him.

Gaby grunted as powerful convulsions swept through her body like the bands of a thunderstorm, and lightning bolts of pleasure struck every nerve.

Loving the way she looks when she cums, Ben pulled back enough to look at Gaby's face. He never tired of the way her face twisted in a grimace of both pain and pleasure, and the way her nose wrinkled.

"There you go," he whispered, not knowing if she could even hear him in the throes of her ecstasy, "cum all over my fucking fingers."

Her mouth fell open and she looked as if she were about to scream, but stopped herself.

"Oh, Ben," she managed to cry. "Ohhh..."

He couldn't help but smile as she shook in his arms. He'd long ago realized that nothing in life gave him more pleasure than making Gaby cum.

As the tempest of her orgasm slowly diminished, she leaned into him – letting her head fall against his chest. Her hands slid down his wet body.

"Ben," she moaned. "Promise me you'll never stop doing that."

"Doing what?" he asked, teasing.

"You know what," she said, still shaking.

"I promise," he whispered.

As her breathing slowed, her left hand found his cock trapped between their bodies. Her right came to rest of his left butt cheek, and she squeezed both.

Carefully, making sure she could stand without him holding her, he slipped his left hand from the back of her shorts. Then, he gently extracted his right hand from between her legs.

"It's your turn, Baby," he said.

She looked up at him.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Hey, I'm not one to welch on a deal," he said, reaching up to run his right hand through her newly-shortened hair.

Her right hand joined his on top of her head. She curled her fingers, trying to pull a bit of it.

"It's so short," she said, with an exaggerated frown.

"It's still longer than mine," he said. "And, it's gorgeous."

She nodded, still not convinced.

"Kiss me," she demanded.

He did.

"Where do you want me?" he asked, when he broke their kiss a minute later.

She thought for a moment.

"Face the wall," she said. "And, turn the showerhead. The lube is water-based. I don't want it to wash away."

"Yeah," he agreed, with a mock serious look on his face. "Me either."

He adjusted the spray of water so it wouldn't hit them directly. Despite this, their bodies were bathed in the droplets that deflected off the shower wall, and cloaked in the cloud of steam created by the hot water.

She moved around him and reached for the shelf where she'd placed the lubricant and the new vibrator. She picked up both items and turned back to him.

"Hold this," she said, handing him the vibe.

She opened the bottle of lube and squeezed a few drops onto her right middle finger.

"Hey, wait a second," he said. "Are you sure this is the one we picked out? This looks a lot bigger."

"Uh, you picked that tiny thing, chicken," she said.

"How can you call this tiny?" he asked. "It's like an MX missile."

"Shut up and turn around," she ordered. "Fucking men; always worried about size."

Still holding the vibrator, he spun slowly, crossed his arms in front of him, placed his forearms on the tiles at the front of the shower, and rested his forehead on his arms.

He looked back at her over his shoulder.

"Be gentle," he said.

"Pussy," she responded, and slapped his ass.

She leaned against his back, slightly to the left side. She kissed his shoulder blade as she trailed the fingers of her right hand down the crack of his ass. With the help of the lubricant, her middle finger slipped between his cheeks.

She poured more lube, letting it run down the length of her finger, as she slowly swirled the tip around and around his hole, pressing gently. Flipping the top closed, she set the bottle on the edge of the tub.

She brought her left hand up and placed it on his chest. She ran her fingers through his hair, then pinched his left nipple.

"Mmmm, is that all you've got?" he asked, teasing.

She slipped her finger into his ass. He tensed, momentarily, squeezing her finger.

"Relax, Baby," she whispered.

She moved her left hand down his body until it found his cock. It had softened somewhat as he waited. Wrapping her fingers around it, she stroked it slowly, as she pushed her finger deeper inside him.

"Are you OK?" she asked.

"Yes," he said, quietly.

She worked her finger in and out of his asshole, going deeper each time.

His cock quickly hardened in her hand.

"Hmmm, I think you like this," she said.

He nodded, wordlessly.

She matched the speed of her thrusts with that of her stroking.

"Gaby...," he whispered.

"Are you ready for more?" she asked.

Again, he nodded.

Carefully, she removed her finger from inside him.

"Give me the vibe," she said.

Taking it from him, she picked up the bottle of lube, and flipped it open. She poured some of the gooey liquid over the vibrator.

Again, she set down the bottle, then ran her hand up and down the length of the toy, trying to distribute the lube somewhat evenly over the smooth plastic.

She turned to Ben and let the tip of the toy slide down the crack of his ass. She knelt behind him and reached up to spread his cheeks slightly, as she guided the tip to his hole.

Ben stood silently, waiting. She couldn't hear his heart beating above the spray of the water. Her own heart was pounding. She'd wanted this, and he was allowing her to make her fantasy come true.

She eased the vibrator forward evenly. Ben held his breath as it entered him. Gaby allowed the toy to penetrate less than an inch before letting in slip back by a hair's breadth.

She pushed it forward again, gradually moving it deeper, letting him adjust to it.

After working the first two inches of the toy inside him, she stood up again, and leaned against his back. She reached around him and again took his cock in her left hand.

Her hand moved up and down the smooth skin of his shaft. She increased the speed and force of her strokes as she fumbled to turn the base of the vibrator, switching it on.

Ben's body stiffened. The vibrations seemed to run from his hair to the very tips of his toes.

He moaned as Gaby pushed it deeper into him, and jerked his cock roughly.

"You like that, Baby?" she asked.

He moaned.

"Fucking tell me," she said.

"Yes," he said, turning his head to look at her.

The look on her face surprised him. She looked as if she were about to cum. She often came while pleasuring him orally, but he hadn't expected this. He smiled.

He moved his left hand from the tile and reached back to grab her hip.

She released his cock and slapped away his hand.

"Turn around," she ordered.

As she kept her hand on the base of the vibrator, he carefully turned.

"Lean back against the wall," she said.

He leaned back until his shoulder blades touched the tile.

"Mmmm, look at that big, hard cock," she said, looking down.

Gaby knelt in front of him. Looking up into his eyes, she stuck out her tongue and licked the swollen head of his cock.

She grabbed the shaft of his cock and held it firmly as she let it slip into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the head and flicked her tongue against the slit.

Ben moaned, loudly.

As she pushed the vibrator into him, she took him deeper in her mouth, and caressed his balls with her left hand.

With his right hand, Ben reached up, searching for the water pipe coming out of the wall. His left hand raked at the tiles on the side of the shower, trying to find support as her warm mouth enveloped him.

"Do it," Ben said, he voice almost hoarse. "Oh, God, Gaby; do it!"

She pushed the vibrator all the way inside him – leaving only the base exposed – as she took the entire length of his cock in her mouth, letting it slip into her throat. It grabbed at the head of his cock, trying to pull him deeper – to swallow him whole.