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Chapter 11 – What’s the Name of the Store?
Going out with your girl for the first time is always a special occasion. And being that my special girl was also a victim who might try to escape adds a little something extra. Heading into the basement, I smiled at the dog lapping poor Ashley’s pussy.
The bitch shouldn’t have thrown her piss on me, but whatever, I was about to enjoy a nice day with Tessie. I headed to the corner shelf with all the goodies on it. I opened another box, grabbed the contents and headed back up. As I passed Ashley, she stirred. The stirring turned to squirming and the squirming turned to screaming and bucking as she realized she was back in her chair. I took a peek at her slobbery crotch just as the bell went off again and another drop of delicious jelly fell onto an already soppy puss. With my index finger, I gently scooped up a bit of the stuff, rubbed it on some things in the crotch of the panties I had collected from the box, and then I chuckled and headed up the stairs.
She was waiting for me at the top of the stairs. The self-sure smile had faded and she had an apprehensive air about her. I opened my hand and showed her a pair of black, lacy, boyshort panties. She smiled a little; I think she was expecting me to send her out in public with no panties at all! Ha, she’d probably wish for that soon enough.
Her pale, white hand stretched out and fingered the waistband. I spoke up, “Here, let me help you put them on.” I dropped to a knee and gingerly lifted her ankle, sliding her stripper shoe thru one leg-hole. I did the same for her other leg and looked up at her. “Now, don’t move ok?” Sliding the panties up her legs was so hot for me. “Lift your skirt please.” And she complied. Her freshly shaved area inches from my face. I had to restrain myself from burying my head in heaven.
As the waistband passed over her hips she quickly looked down at me surprised and started squirming. “I said hold still now!” I said with a smile. “Spread your legs more and relax hun!”
The crotch of the panties had a number of pretty sweet special modifications. For one, there was a pair of three inch stalagmites on the inside of the crotch. Very miniature butt plugs I guess you could say. I wiggled those around a little bit and they each seated into a hole. One sliding a little ways into her asshole, the other seating into her pussy. They both had several vibrating intensity levels as well as being able to deliver electric shocks to those sensitive areas.
“Now, just a quick demonstration of your hot, new panties!” I reached into my pocket and pressed the first level vibration. A whisper of a hum came from her crotch and her eyes rolled back, not from pleasure but more from an “oh my god, this is lame” type eye-roll. Then I turned it off and quickly pressed the first level shock.
“OWWW! Jesus what the fuck?!” She yelled.
“That’s just level one. While we’re out, you really should do what I ask, and if you cause a scene or try to let anyone know what’s going on here, I have no problem lighting you up, cattle-prod style and carrying you out, telling everyone I’m taking you to the hospital. I trust you’ll be a good girl and none of this will be necessary, but I still think it could make for some interesting times.” I smiled and held my arm out gentleman-like. “You ready, love?”
She sighed and threaded her arm through mine. “Please don’t make me do anything embarrassing or sexual while we’re out.” She asked, the first stage of pleading.
I led her out to my car. The van was tucked away behind the garage, under a tarp. You can never be too careful. We walked up to the car and I opened her door for her.
“You drive a Prius?” She laughed. “You have no problem kidnapping, raping and torturing girls, but you care about the environment???”
I smiled, “Well, it’s not so much that I care about the environment, it’s more that with gas prices the way they are, I wanted something that would be more gas-efficient so that I could buy more stuff, like, handcuffs and tattoo guns and weird, creepy sound-proof rooms for my basement.”
“You know with the price you paid for this, the gas you’ll save is really not that…”
“Smartass!” I cut her off and shut her door, ending the conversation in a completely mature way.
Keys in one hand and vibrator-shocking-panty remote in the other, I opened my door and shambled into the car. I placed the remote in the pocket beside my leg and started up the super-lame car.
Getting onto the highway, she saw that we were heading away from her town and she seemed a little relieved. “I think a little road-head is in order now.” I said. She looked around at the empty road and hesitated a few moments too long. I reached down and pressed the shock button.
Bzzzt! “AHH! Fuck! Are you serious?”
I pressed the button again and she jumped, twisting in the seat and her hands shot down to her crotch. “Do NOT touch! Or I’ll shock you again. Do not mess with them, right now your body is completing the circuit between the two plugs and trying to remove them will cause a pretty serious electric discharge that might just shock you unconscious.” I bullshitted a bit.
I leaned back in the seat a little and smiled. Defeated, she reached over and undid my belt and pants, and dug her small hand into my pants. “Ahh, there’s my little buddy, just pop that sucker in your mouth and get to work, love!”
She awkwardly tried to lean over in the seat and get her head down low enough to suck. It just wasn’t working in this small of a car. “Get up on your knees in the seat and then you can bend over and do it.”
She protested, “But in this skirt, my ass is going to be in the window.”
“There’s no one on the highway, and plus, your face will be in my crotch so you won’t be able to see the people staring at your ass. Plus, it’s fucking hot! I’d kill to be driving down the road and look over and see some chick’s hot ass staring at me from the car next to me!”
She blushed a bit, and casting a gaze to her crotch, and the electric panties underneath, she did as she was told. Shimmying up and putting her knees on the seat, she bent her head down and took my flaccid cock into her mouth.
One of my favorite parts of a blowjob is that first touch, where your dry, cool-air-cooled cock bursts into the warmth and wetness of a willing (or unwilling) mouth.
“Mmmmmm, perfect.” I drove on.
Her lips closed around the tip of my cock and descended the length. At its flaccid state I amused myself thinking about how it might feel like a warm little worm laying lifeless against the length of her tongue. She added suction to the event and my cock was home. Inside her mouth, her tongue waggled back and forth against the side of my cock and she applied a little pressure from her tongue, compressing it against the roof of her mouth. Her lips added some pressure, forming a nice ring against the base of my dick, and sliding her tongue back and forth, her head rose, bathing the length in the loving attentions of her mouth. Reaching the tip, she paused and sucked a bit like she was trying to get one of those thick milkshakes thru a straw.
The tip of her tongue swirled around, paying homage to the thousands of nerve endings, and they responded like a stadium doing the wave. She pulled her mouth off to a happy “paaa” type noise. The girl had talent, suction and skill coming together all for the glory of my cock. She blew lightly on the tip, a maneuver one should do occasionally but not often during fellatio.
I smiled and my eyelids closed slightly as her warmth descended again. A slow rhythm developed with my penis growing to full capacity. She sucked eagerly, as evidenced by sporadic, wet noises coming from my lap. One hand on the wheel, I reached over with the other and turned on my cd player.
“I fed the clues... of a lost day killed in motion…” Mmm, I had never gotten a blowjob to my favorite band and… hey look a car up ahead. I turned the sound up a bit so she wouldn’t be able to hear the car passing, and placed my palm on the small of her back, rubbing idly.
I slid over into the left lane to pass, watching the driver and passenger of the other car. Ha! Great, a pair of guys. As I drove passed, the driver looked over briefly and went back to looking at the road. After a split second, his head whipped around to stare and his hand flew over to hit the passenger, who then looked over as well. Silent cheers erupted and the driver threw up the rock-hand at me, approving. I smiled and did the affirmative head-nod with the “OK” hand.
Tess had no idea what was going on and was obediently performing her task. I passed the dudes and thankfully, they didn’t try to speed up or follow. We had about 30 more minutes to go until we got to the mall I had in mind.
Her rhythm increased and she added a little twist to her head as she went down. She moved her tongue to the side of her mouth to let the underside of her tongue crest up and down the ‘top side’ of my cock. I shivered as the ridge of the glans coasted over the side of her tongue.
She stopped for a second and with my help, she slid my pants down to about the middle of my thighs. Dutifully getting back to her task, she slid her right hand between my legs and cupped my balls. My head rocked back against the headrest. Then a pair of her fingers began massaging the taint. “God I love that! Oh, you’re doing a great job sweetheart…” Her fingers rubbed up and down in time with her mouth. Absolutely wonderful!
A low rumble brought me out of my ‘zone’ and I saw a huge truck passing in the left lane. He slowed a bit as he passed to get a better view, then blew his horn and sped off. At the horn, Tess jerked her head up and saw the truck passing.
“Oh my god! Did he see me?”
“Well yeah, lucky bastard, I think he wanted me to pull over so you could service him too but I said no.”
“… you said ‘no’? Were you guys on cell phones or something?”
I laughed, “No... It was just like... guy telepathy… like, he gave me this look like ‘hey when you’re done hittin that, can I have a go? But don’t worry, I guy-telepathy’d him and said no.”
“Riiight... god that’s embarrassing!”
“Don’t you have a job to do… get back to work, you’ve got about 3 more minutes and then you’re going to have to find something to do with a mouth full of jizz. I recommend swallowing, but spitting out the window is also an option. God you’re awesome at this!”
She smiled meekly, a little color blooming in her cheeks again, and lowered her head back to my lap. Her rhythm increased, lips massaging my cock while her tongue swirled and pressed and licked and lapped. Her fingers pressed and massaged behind my balls. My hand slid up to her head and toyed with her hair, she tensed up. “It’s ok, you just keep working your magic, I’m not going to get rough with your head. I just like the feel of your hair.”
Her tongue danced and darted, her head bobbed up and down. Sliding her mouth off, she bent down farther, nuzzling my balls with her nose, tongue gently sliding over my sack. Her hand kept massaging and her tongue, flat-side, licked and partially encircled the side of one of my nuts. Bathing the skin with her tongue, she went back to work, anew, on my big buddy. “Oh god, keep doing that! Jesus that feels fucking great!!”
I wished I knew what she was doing so that I could write it here, but I don’t even know. I just know I was washed away in ecstasy and after about 30 more seconds, “Oh god, get ready!”
A geyser welled up and exploded, one of her hands was rubbing deeply in my crotch, her other hand had encircled the base of my cock (when had that happened??) and was pumping furiously, and her head was bobbing rapidly. I gripped the wheel with both hands and my foot involuntarily flexed out and pressed hard on the gas. My head rolled back while I tried to keep an eye on the road and I came, hard. I grunted hard and came even harder, her hands furiously working, pumping, and sucking me dry.
The rumble strips on the side of the road made loud noises under my tires and I eased the car back into the lane. “Oh my god… that… was amazing!”
She smiled as she awkwardly sat back in the seat. The CD was still going loud, but I thought I heard a “you’re welcome.”
As we pulled into the mall parking lot, I could see her visibly tensing. Hands folded over and into hands, lips were licked as if they had some delicious candy coat to them. I spoke up, “You know, I once read this story… a while back… one of the best stories I’ve ever read. I forget the title, but it was like... two girl’s names, like blank & blank. Eh, whatever, so the older girl takes the younger girl to the mall. A little like this scenario except you’ve got a zapper in your pooter. Anyways, you know what I like about this mall? They’ve got this killer adult store here, in a mall! All the bad things are in the back of course, but it’s a pretty awesome place. I like coming here occasionally.”
“What’s the name of the store?” she asked.
“I’m pretty sure it’s called Allie and Nicole’s. I think it’s a locally owned place.”
End of Act I
Note: Thank you all for the many comments and reviews. This has taken a long time to write so far, much longer than I anticipated. Stick around, things are about to get really… dark… and messy…
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