Win Some, Lose Some............

Transcript

Well, I guess it's only fair. You did win the bet after all, although I wasn't that happy about it. What you wanted me to do was to wait for you on a random Wednesday, on your way out to your car after leaving your office job, in that underground parking lot attached to your office building.

You were very, very specific. I was to dress in a black t-shirt, black sweatpants, sneakers, and I was to wait for you. I was to wait for you until 5.30 p.m.

I was to wait until that large steel door opened and you emerged. I was supposed to wait until I heard the clip-clacking of those functional heels that you like to wear. I was supposed to observe you as you walked to your vehicle, and I was supposed to follow you, leaving enough distance that I'd be outside of your peripheral.

And then, as you approached your car, I was supposed to come closer, close the gap. As you clicked the little unlock button on your key fob, I was supposed to get right behind you, pressing you against your car door. I was to take my hands, put them around your waist, pull you close, and whisper in your ear, I'm going to have you right now, you fucking slut.

I was supposed to move my hands down and around your belly, down your thighs, grabbing the hem of that skirt that ended just below your knees. I was to slide it up vigorously, the material almost chafing your legs. I was to take my right foot, kicking your heels apart from each other, my left hand over your mouth, my right hand grabbing your right ass cheek, heart squeezing, feeling that soft, firm skin.

And I was to give it a nice spank. I was to look down and see that pretty, floral, half-transparent black thong that you were wearing, observing the tiny tag sticking out of the top. I was to slip my hand under the hem of that, and pull, letting you feel the impression of that material against your pussy, almost hard enough to lift you off the ground, feeling you moan as you told me you would pretend to relent and resist, but you instructed me not to stop.

You told me you would want me to keep going. You told me that I should take both my hands, wrapped inside that soft, textured, silky material of your panties, and rip them apart, allowing them to fall to the ground, again using my right foot to push your legs apart, slipping my hand between your legs, my middle first finger sliding up and down your pussy, whispering in your ear what a dumb slut you are and how much I'm going to end love just taking you right here in the parking lot. Right here with your purse still draped over your shoulder, feeling you slink down, moaning, my left hand moving down to your chin and around your neck as I apply pressure and vigorously slip my fingers inside your now wet pussy, feeling you resist at first and then press harder inside of me, pushing myself against that pretty fucking ass of yours, feeling that tight, wet, warm sensation inside of you more vigorously as my fingers slide deeper, my thumb against your little asshole, feeling it contract as my index and forefinger slide deeper inside of you, and my cock throbbing in my sweatpants, you can feel that against your back as I press against you, sandwiching you between my cock and the hard, cold metal of your car.

You feel me sliding my sweatpants down, pushing your legs farther apart as I release my fingers from inside your pussy and grab my own cock, stroking it, lubricating it with that fucking pussy juice before taking it and sliding it inside of you, pulling both your hands and pressing them against the wall of your car as I take you and fervently start fucking you right there, right against your car, you fucking slut, is this what you wanted? That's what you wanted? You wanted me to fucking take you in your parking lot right after work? Yes, I can see those fucking ripped panties on the floor, those fucking high heels, your legs spread as my cock dives inside and outside of that little tight fucking pussy and I want you to fucking cum all over it, you dirty fucking slut, yeah, is that what you wanted?

Is this what you wanted when you made that bet with me? I hope it is, and I hope I'm delivering on what I promised because fuck, if I don't like how that feels inside of you, my fucking cock throbbing, that little skirt dropping and almost giving me an interesting kind of a sensation at the base of my cock, wondering how much pussy juice I'm going to leave on the back of that little fucking skirt as I fuck you silly, you told me to pound you fucking hard and that's what I'm going to do, do you like that? Do you like getting fucking pounded hard like that with my big fucking cock inside you? Yeah? Yeah? Can you even moan with my fucking hand wrapped around your fucking throat like that? Yeah? Do you want me to stop? No? Do you want me to fucking cum inside you, you slut? Is that what you want? Do you want me to fucking explode right inside that little tight, wet, fucking pussy? I'm going to slow down now, I'm going to slow down and I'm going to take my hands and run them down your back and I'm going to slide them down to your ass, between your fucking thighs and gently lift you fucking up and press you against the top of that little fucking economy car you drive, do you like that?

Can you feel yourself sinking down on top of my fucking cock? God, it almost feels like you're dripping all over my fucking cock onto the floor, I hope no one else comes outside, I hope no one else comes outside before I can fucking explode with my seed deep inside of that fucking tight pussy. Are you ready for this? Are you fucking ready, you fucking whore? Is this what you wanted, little girl? Is this what you fucking wanted? You wanted daddy to fucking take you, didn't you? Okay, are you ready? Five, four, three, two, oh, fuck, oh my fucking god, my fucking cock is throbbing inside of you, my god, your fucking pussy is like milking my fucking cock, squeezing it, is that what you wanted?

I told you I would keep my end of the bargain.