Make up sex... Dom/sub style

It was a Friday afternoon, great weather and we hadn’t seen each other for a week. To say that I was feeling frustrated and horny was an understatement. There was no way in hell I was going to tell him though. We’d had a disagreement that led to a fall out and although we had spoken on the phone it just wasn’t the same. I felt so distant from him and so bored within myself. We were both feeling the strain. There had been no time for Sir and sub. No time for stepping outside our comfort zone and doing things we definitely shouldn’t be doing. I expressed this the night before that I was bored, not with him of course, he is far from boring but just in general due to lack of play. I had been somewhat abrupt and dismissive with him all day. I’ve never done horny or hungry well and this was no exception.
Due to a split shift I had several hours to kill. I spent time in the park in the city near where we both worked and we chatted a little on the phone. It was good to hear his voice.
I’d just got up to walk back when he called me, ‘I just drove past the square and couldn’t see you. Where are you now’? He asked in a tone that I’d heard so many times before. The one that went straight through me and awakened the submissive within that belonged only to him. He knew what I needed. Regardless of what I call him he was still my Sir and knew everything about me, my needs, and often before I realised I needed them myself.
‘In eight minutes I will pick you up, understand?’ He said in his playful yet dominant manner.
‘What do you mean pick me up? From where?’ I asked surprised to say the least. I had no idea we were catching up anytime in the near future, let alone right this minute.
‘Anywhere you happen to be, wait for me where you are, I will call you very soon Cutie’.
True to form he called me, I told him where I was, he saw me waiting and pulled up. I got into the his car, smiling at each other as we said hello, or should I say smirking, we headed off into the peak hour traffic. There has never been anything awkward between us. We have always been very relaxed and natural together. Exchanging pleasantries at first I eventually asked, ‘Where are we going?’ His smirk returned, followed by a broader smile and that’s when I knew for sure.
‘We’re going to fuck aren’t we?’
In his very specific Sir tone he firmly told me, ‘Yes. You are very horny, frustrated, extremely grumpy and I definitely need to be inside you.’
My pussy immediately throbbed as I shifted slightly in my seat and without hesitation I smirked in return. I looked across from the turning lane he had pulled into and saw the cemetery. He was watching me as a huge smile came across both our faces as he undid pants, pulled my hand across to take his cock and had to catch his breath at the instant response of his cock from my very knowing touch. Although he could speak directly to my core to make me want him, I too knew his body oh so well.
Turning into the cemetery we drive slowly following the path toward the back. I lean over and take Sirs cock in my mouth. It felt like forever since we had been like this. Just the two of us knowing we are about to do something forbidden and frowned upon, not to mention illegal should we be caught. The rest of our hectic world was far behind us.
This right here, this is our escape, our relief, our distraction from reality. This is our biggest addiction; each other. No one else does what we do with us. Sure there’s probably someone out there but we are yet to meet them and fuck like we do.
Sirs cock was so hard, so hot, he softly stroked my hair and told me, ‘My good girl.’ My heart and pussy responded in unison, damn I needed to be fucked by this man. Driving a bit further and Sir suddenly said with urgency, ‘Keep your head down’. I stayed down as far as I could with my face in his lap and his hard cock in my throat, just managing to breathe through my nose while Sir tried to quickly put his seatbelt back on.
‘There’s a cop, oh fuck it’s a dead end and I have to turn around, just stay down as far as you can’ he said half laughing in disbelief but calm. We drove slowly past the cop who was in a four wheel drive so he was up high and could see directly into the car. He couldn’t miss the fact I was there and face down on his cock. The cop looked at me, then to Sirs uniform, then both men made eye contact. The slightest smirk came across both of them and with a flick of his wrist the cop waved us on.
Once we were well and truly past him Sir and I burst out laughing saying, ‘Fuck that was so close, how the fuck would we have explained that?’ The adrenaline had seriously kicked in now and we were pumped to fuck.
Sir found a spot to pull up, we got out of the car making our way over to a bench underneath a tree, surrounded by headstones, my pants were swiftly pulled down as I bent over the bench with his cock at the edge of my pussy. Sir rubbed it hard and fast and it took less than ten seconds for me to be cumming over my pants, his shirt and pants, both of us letting out a moan in relief. Next thing I felt him slide his cock in carefully and deeply, sighing and appreciating the feel of me as he gripped the flesh of my hip with one hand and ran his wet hand up my back around to my breast, back to my hip gripping both sides now he began to pound me. ‘Fuck’, I growled while panting, inwardly, silently begging for more and more, god I needed him inside me.
No one fucks me like him. I can feel my orgasm building fast. I’ve been so hungry for him and my Sir can feel it as my pussy tightens, clenching around his cock.
‘Oh YES, good girl, you cum for me,’ he said, his breathing erratic.
‘Oh my god I need it Sir,’ I said as I pushed back against him over and over.
I came hard and loud, fuck he turns me on.
‘Turn around, I want to kiss you’ he says as he pulls out and I am on my back laying on the width of the bench. With his cock straight back in he’s fucking me slower while perfect, gentle kisses are placed on my mouth. I’ve missed him so much.
‘You are my girl’, he whispers against my mouth between kisses and my heart melts. We are both breathless with emotion and hedonistic pleasure. We stayed like that for quite a while, neither of us wanting to give up the moment. Reality eventually returns and reminds us of where we actually are as we make eye contact and smirk, knowing each other’s thoughts. No words need to be spoken. We fucking love it.
‘You need to cum again’ he said as he leaned back holding both legs high behind my knees, one leg up on the bench and grinded his cock hard inside me until he felt me cumming and stayed deep as I squirted over his cock, his balls, our pants on the ground. It was hot as fuck. Turning me over again he spanked my arse and pounded me, then slowed it down, then pumped again.
‘Head up and look straight ahead’, he said and I could hear him smiling as I saw the cyclists going past us on a nearby track. The two men looked across, smiled and kept on their way.
‘Knees up on the bench’ Sir commanded me in his full dominant tone. Fucking me hard and fast not giving up the pace I knew then we were not far from cumming. I held back till I knew he was close and I couldn’t hold back anymore.
With heavy breathing and a barely audible whimper I let him know, ‘I’m cumming Sir’. He fucked me harder still and then held inside me as he breathed heavy, groaning loudly ‘Oh yeah, there it is’.
We stayed like that for a while as Sir stroked my back with his fingertips and told me how hot our sex was, that I was still and always will be his girl, his good girl, no matter what happens.
Redressing and now back in the car we drove out of the cemetery gates just as that same cop looking straight ahead drove in again.
We both laughed as he dropped me at work.
Kissing me sweetly with his hand at the back of my head he said ‘Bye cutie’.
My heart was full with that comment, my body sated as I kissed him back and said, ‘Bye Sir’.