1 comments/ 75657 views/ 8 favorites Ride of Her Life By: CheriSM She was tired of always being the good girl. She went to church, obeyed the speed limit, visited or called her parents every week and was always on time for work. She always followed the rules. It was exhausting. Why couldn't she break a rule every once in a while? One night she had had enough. There was a bit of bad girl in her that was screaming to get out. She dressed conservatively with an edge to it. She wore jeans that were just a little too tight. They showed every curve of her body. The legs of the jeans were tucked into the boots that came over her knees. The heels were high and spiked. She wore a leather vest with nothing under it. It was snapped up to the middle of her chest. Everything was covered, but there was still an air of sexy about everything. She went for a drive looking for somewhere to stop. She thought she'd stop for a drink and see what happened. Her car seemed to have a mind of its own as she parked in the lot of a bar that was a little off the beaten path. The parking lot was full of motorcycles. She hesitated before she got out of the car. Was she ready for what might happen here? She could always turn around and leave if she got in the door and didn't like what she saw. She opened the door and was greeted by some loud rock music, a layer of smoke and a room full of men and women. She nervously walked to the bar and ordered a drink. No one approached her, but she could feel the eyes on her back. She turned around and scanned the room. Her back was against the bar. She could make an easy retreat if she needed to. One of the men walked up to her. "You look a little out of place here," he stated. "I'm not as innocent as I look," she replied. They simply stared at each other for a minute or two. He reached over and unsnapped a few snaps on her vest, exposing the top of her creamy tits. He liked what he saw and told her so. She began to flirt with him a little bit. She could feel herself loosening up and even enjoying the thrill of this exchange. He told her that it might be time for her to leave before she got herself in trouble. "I'm here to have some fun" was her response. "Exactly what kind of fun?" he questioned. "Whatever kind of fun you want," rolled off her tongue before she knew what she said. Had she gone too far? "What's your name sweetheart?" he asked. "Stacy" she boldly answered. All fear was now replaced with excitement. He told her exactly what he had in mind. "Any woman that is with me does exactly what I say. You do what I tell you and only what I tell you. You follow all my instructions. If you do not comply, you will be punished. Are you sure you want to go through with this, or do you want to leave now? This is your last chance, Sweetheart. Are you staying or leaving?" She answered him by staying rooted in her spot. "You've made your choice. Now let's have some fun Stacy. Take off everything except your boots. I want to see you naked except for those fuck me boots that you're wearing." She waited for him to take her to another room somewhere. Apparently her hesitation violated his rules, because he administered a hard smack to her ass. She realized he meant that she was supposed to strip here in the middle of everyone in the room. Her pussy came alive at the thought of everyone looking at her. She started by undoing the few snaps that remained on her vest and removed it. Several people in the bar let out whistles. She slowly undid her pants and began to lower them. The tiny thong she was wearing showed off her ass, complete with the red mark he left when she smacked her. The triangle in the front covered her shaved pussy. They were getting soaked as she continued to strip. Both men and women were yelling at her to take it off or get naked. They soon began chanting, "strip, strip, strip..." and her body tingled. She untucked the jeans and struggled to get them over the boots. Then the scrap of fabric slid down her legs. She stood in the middle of the bar naked, except for the boots. She trembled with both nervousness and excitement. The man she had been talking to, Spike, told everyone else to get in a circle around her. He grabbed a beer bottle and set it in the middle of the circle. He told her that they were going to play a game of spin the bottle, but the rules would be slightly different. She would do whatever he said to whomever the bottle pointed to. There were both men and women in the circle. She wondered what was going to happen with each of these people, but she decided to go for it. The first spin pointed to a woman. Spike told her to go over and kiss the woman. The woman was sitting so she had to bend over to kiss her, giving everyone on the other side a full view of her ass. As her lips landed on the woman, she grabbed Stacy and pulled her into her lap, diving her tongue into Stacy's mouth. Her nipples hardened at the feel of the kiss combined with the hoots and hollers from the rest of the group. She was released, but was unable to move. Spike spun the bottle again. It landed on another woman. He told Stacy to suck her tits. Stacy walked over to her, lifted her shirt and attacked her tits. She licked, sucked and nibbled on her tits as if she hadn't been fed in a year. They felt wonderful in her mouth. Spike told her to stop and she did so reluctantly. The next spin landed on a large man. She stood, waiting for her instructions. Spike told her to suck his cock and let him come on her tits. He stood and lowered his pants quickly. She was greeted with a rather large and hard cock. She wondered how she would be able to handle him. She had never sucked a cock this big before. She dropped to her knees and placed her mouth over him. He gave her very little time to adjust to his size, as he grabbed her head and pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. She was barely able to breathe, but she kept sucking. He became larger as he grew harder. It was getting more and more difficult to handle him, when he announced he was ready to come. She pulled back, grabbed his cock and aimed it right at her tits. He shot a load on her, and she began to rub it into her tits, rubbing her hands across her tits. Spike ordered the man to punish her since he had not told her she could rub her tits. The man gave her a smack across her ass. Since she was not wearing jeans this time, it stung and left a red hand mark on her ass. It hurt but nearly made her come at the same time. The pussy juice was running down her leg. She was so damn hot. The next spin landed on another man. Spike told her that she was going to suck him as well, but this time she was to swallow everything he had and make sure nothing came out of her mouth. He was smaller than the other man, making him easier to handle. It was a relief after the previous man so she went to town. Stacy varied her pace. Quickly at first, slowing down for a little while, then back to quick. She repeated this rhythm over and over. He told everyone what a hot mouth she had and that everyone should get to fuck her mouth. No sooner were the words out of his mouth than he unloaded down her throat. She increased her suction and eagerly swallowed his load. Spike told her she did well. Stacy was ready to go, but had yet to get any relief. She loved the sucking she was doing, but her pussy was on fire and she wanted to be sucked and fucked. She was not in luck. The next spin landed on another woman. Spike told Stacy that she was going to eat her pussy. Stacy had never eaten pussy before, but she was game for anything right now. The woman removed her pants and laid on the floor with her legs spread wide, ready for Stacy. Stacy began with small licks over the woman's clit. Apparently she was doing well, because the woman was grinding into her face. Stacy began to probe her mouth into the woman's pussy. She liked the taste of her. Stacy trailed her tongue between the woman's clit and pussy. It drove Stacy crazy when a man did this to her so she thought the woman might like it. The woman begged for more and more, giving her direction as to what to do. Stacy complied and was soon greeted by her face being flooded with the woman's pussy juice. She eagerly lapped it up, licking her clean. Spike must have liked what he had seen because he asked if Stacy was ready to have some things done to her. The woman reached out and fingered Stacy's pussy and responded, "Hell yeah she's ready. This is one wet pussy." Spike spun the bottle again. The landing caused a little discussion when it landed between a man and a woman. Stacy waited for Spike to make his decision. He said that there was a simple solution. They would both handle her. Spike said that the woman would eat Stacy's pussy and the man would finger fuck Stacy's ass. Stacy wanted to come just at the thought of what Spike said. The man lifted her onto a table. His fingers found her pussy and pumped his fingers in to get them wet. He slid his hand back to her ass. Stacy had never had any type of anal sex, so she was nervous. Her asshole was tight as he tried to place his finger in her. The woman used just the tip of her tongue to play with Stacy's clit. Stacy moaned with great pleasure. She was finally getting some relief. As the woman worked Stacy's clit, she loosened up, allowing the man to slide his finger into her puckered ass. She groaned as he very slowly pumped in and out of her tight hole. As the woman dove her tongue deep into Stacy's pussy, the man spread her legs and pulled her ass wider, slipping another finger in. Stacy was experiencing waves of pleasure and trying to hold off her orgasm because she did not want the pleasure to stop. The man slipped a third finger in and fucked her ass just as if he was using his cock. Her ass was completely loose now and the woman was working her clit with a speed that was unimaginable. She could no longer hold out. She let the orgasm come. Her ass tightened around the man's fingers as the woman's tongue fucked her pussy. Both holes felt glorious and she wanted it to continue, but her muscles felt like jelly. Spike informed her that they were not done. Now it was his turn to decide what happened. Spike asked the man what her ass was like. The man stated that it was a tight hole that begged for a cock to fuck it. Spike stated that he was going to do exactly that. Stacy trembled with excitement. She could barely contain herself when he finished giving the instructions. He stated they would spin the bottle two more times. The first man it landed on would fuck her pussy, and the other person would feel the pleasure of her mouth. The first spin of the bottle landed on a woman. Stacy would be eating pussy again. The next spin landed on the man that had come on her tits. He would soon be inside her pussy and she had a feeling it was going to be a fantastic fuck. The man got on the floor and lowered Stacy onto him. She stretched wide as he lowered her onto his stiff rod. She wanted to come just from that first sensation. Spike knelt behind her and began to play with her ass. He inserted three fingers, one at time, to stretch her out. The pleasure she was getting from the fucking loosened her ass more easily for Spike. It wasn't long before his pants were down and his cock was in her ass. He groaned from the tightness of her. The woman was on her hands and knees with her pussy positioned at Stacy's face. Stacy probed her hole with her tongue. Stacy wanted to fuck the woman just as the men were giving it to her. She stuck her tongue as deep into the woman's pussy as she could get and wiggled it as if it were a cock. The woman voiced her pleasure, followed by Spike telling her what an incredible ass she had. She felt completely stretched as both cocks increased their pace and gave her a furious fucking. She came on both of them and screamed into the woman's pussy. She had never experienced this level of pleasure before. Each thrust sent a wave of electricity straight to her clit. She wanted to reach down and touch it as the men fucked her, but she knew she would be punished if she did. Instead she concentrated on the woman's clit. She sucked and nibbled it as if it were a nipple. The woman loved what she was doing and flooded her face with her come. Stacy continued to lick and suck, never easing up. As long as these cocks were pounding into her, she was going to fuck the woman's pussy. The woman did not object, instead continuing to ride her face to multiple orgasms. This increased Stacy's pleasure and made her pussy and ass more sensitive. As she came again, her pussy and ass tightened around each man. One right after another, they came, filling their respective holes with loads of come. Juice dripped from each hole of her body and she couldn't have loved it more. Her body was well used, but the pleasure was immense. Spike was done, but he told Stacy that she was not. Not everyone in the bar had been serviced yet. He then said that anyone who had not had a turn was free to use Stacy however they saw fit. Stacy was about to object when she had a cock fill her mouth. Another cock rammed into her pussy, and yet another into her ass. Her hands were pulled away from her and each hand was working on a pussy as mouths worked her tits. She just closed her eyes and let everything happen. She didn't care who was doing what to her because the pleasure overtook all of her senses. Spike instructed each man to come on her when they were done. Stacy clenched tight around each man as Spike spoke his instructions. When they were done, she was covered in come and was unable to move. Her body tingled from every pore. She rubbed the come into her body and had an incredible orgasm as her hands ran across her skin, touching her clit and her nipples. Spike asked everyone in the bar to vote on whether or not Stacy would be allowed to stay. It was a unanimous vote in favor. Each person saying what an incredible fuck she was. Spike told Stacy that she had proved she was a good slut. He lowered his pants again and she took him in her mouth, giving him a blow job as if her life depended on it. As he came down her throat, Spike told her they were going to have a hell of a lot of fun together. Stacy decided she was no longer going to listen to the rules if this is what was going to happen. She loved every minute of it. Ride of Her Life The elevator doors closed and Layla could feel her panties getting soaked from all the sexual tension in the air. It's what happened to her anytime HE was around. Just a look, a touch, or the sound of his voice could send her right over the edge! Being this close to him in the small elevator was almost more than she could take! He, in this case, was her co-worker Trey. He was tall, handsome and he had a smile that made her melt! Layla had been fantasizing about him for quite a while now but it was one of those situations where she believed she had a better shot of winning the lottery than getting with him. Having said that, Layla was more than happy that she had been chosen to go to this conference in Las Vegas along with a few of the other law enforcement personnel she worked with. She was even more pleased that Trey had been chosen also! Right now they were the only two in the elevator, much to Layla's delight! The others in their group had decided to go to another session that hadn't interested either Trey or Layla much, so they made beeline back to their hotel rooms to relax from the busy day. "Man, I can't wait to get out of these clothes and relax in that huge tub for a while" Trey said, as he leaned against the side of the elevator, arms crossed in a relaxed manner which showed his muscles to a T. An image of Trey naked in a tub flashed in Layla's mind and her breath caught in her throat. The thought of Trey naked was almost more than she could bear. Fortunately she found her tongue before she looked like a flaming idiot. "That does sound nice." She stuttered, her tongue not wanting to work properly. "I haven't decided what I'm going to do yet. I thought about maybe going out to the pool." "Now that sounds intriguing" he said as he grinned wolfishly. "The chance to see you in a swimsuit sounds much more appealing than what my plans were." Layla stumbled for words. She always did when Trey said stuff like that to her! He flirted with her constantly but most of the time she just chalked it up to it being his personality. He was a ladies man and knew exactly what to say the make them melt. She was positive there was no way that he could ever be attracted to a girl like her. Just as she was getting ready to respond, the elevator stopped with a sudden jerk and the lights went out. The suddenness of it all caused Layla to scream in fright. She flattened herself against the wall terrified to move. "Fuck! What the hell just happened?" she heard Trey mumble into the darkness. "Emergency phone is out...I guess we 'hang' out here for a while." Trey laughed at his little joke. Layla was beyond thinking this situation was funny. Elevators had never been her favorite place, too claustrophobic for her taste. Even now it seemed as if the walls were closing in on this flashy, complete with mirrored ceiling, Vegas elevator. "Hey, are you okay?" she heard Trey ask. "Uhm, well, no, not really.........don't do well with small spaces and the dark is starting to freak me out" Layla responded, hating the fact that she sounded like a wimp. "Layla, it will be okay...here, take my hand." Layla reached forward in the dark and felt the hand that Trey was offering. He grabbed hold and slowly pulled her into his arms for a hug. Her senses were reeling, first from the fright and now from the feel of Trey's strong arms wrapped around her. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would be this close to him. Sure this would never happen again; she took advantage of the situation and snuggled into him, breathing in his wonderful scent. Trey gently stroked her back, helping to calm her but yet at the same time igniting her barely restrained desire for him. "Here, let's sit down, okay?" he said, gently pulling her to the floor with him. Trey situated himself in the corner of the elevator and then positioned Layla in between his legs, cradling her to his chest. Layla, her fears long forgotten, was now in seventh heaven as she snuggled in closer to Trey. The feel of being close to him was ten times better than she had ever imagined and she wanted to make sure she remembered every moment of it. His hands stroked her arms and shoulders, sending shivers of delight coursing through her. "Are you cold?" Trey asked. "No" Layla replied breathily. "I didn't think so" he said as he chuckled softly to himself. Layla stilled at his words. Is it possible he knew how she felt about him or even that he was attracted to her also? It was then that she felt something hard pressing into the small of her back. "Is...is that your gun?" she asked "Baby that is definitely not my gun you feel. Care to find out?" Layla was too stunned for words. His revelation left her totally speechless. "What? Are you afraid little girl?" "N...n...no" Layla finally responded, not sure what to say or do. "Then relax and let me take care of everything. I work well in small spaces" he replied as his lips touch the sensitive skin of her neck. Layla was immediately on fire from the contact of his lips and tongue as they played over her tender flesh. All the while his fingers began stroking the skin of her chest moving slowly father down until he cupped her breasts in his hands. He began gently sucking on her neck as his fingers found her erect nipples through the material of her dress. The contact made Layla groan and she parted her legs giving him full access to her quivering body, wanting to feel his fingers, lips and tongue everywhere. With one hand Trey captured her head and turned her to look at him as he captured her mouth in a kiss. Their lips met and the kiss started soft and sweet, tasting each other, exploring ever so slowly. Then Trey took his tongue and traced Layla's lips before entering her mouth with one long stroke. The longer they kissed the more passionate it became. "Little girl, you taste divine" Trey said after he broke the kiss. His hands roamed he body as he continued to speak in hushed tones into her ear. He told her how hot and sexy she was, how he had often thought about her, had much he had fantasized about being with her, being inside her, fucking her. His fingers found their way under her dress and into her panties as his other hand continued to fondle her breasts, working on the closure of her bra. Trey got it unhooked and was able to push the v neck of the dress low enough, exposing her tits. Layla's body was aflame from the attentions of his talented hands. His fingers playing with her wet pussy were almost more than she could take and she could feel her orgasm building. "Stand up and turn around little girl" Trey said. Not wanting to disappoint, Layla immediately obeyed. "Take off your dress and bra" he commanded and Layla complied. Trey pulled her in closer and buried his nose in the v of her thighs, inhaling her scent. He hooked his fingers in her underwear and pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside. "And what do we have here...are you wet baby girl? Are you wet for me?" he said as his fingers traced the outline of her pussy. "Yes, I am...I'm a dirty little girl." She gasped as she felt his tongue flick across her clit. His tongue was magical. The long slow strokes, sometimes so soft she could barely feel them. It was as if he was eating the best dessert in the world and wanted it to last forever. Layla loved being licked and the fact that it was Trey licking her made it even better, more than she could ever have imagined. "Fuck baby, you taste so good" he said, inhaling her sweet perfume. Trey's fingers found the entrance to her wet pussy and slowly pushed their way inside as his tongue continued its tender assault. The combination of fingers and tongue was incredible. It wasn't long before her orgasm threatened to overtake her, and when it hit; the sheer force of it brought Layla to her knees. Her body quaking from the intensity of her climax, she landed one knee on either side of Trey's lap. He grabbed her head and kissed her passionately. She could taste the evidence of her arousal on his tongue and it turned her on even more than she thought possible. She ground her hips Trey opened the zipper on his pants and freed his cock. Layla could feel it pressing into her stomach. She raised herself up on her knees as Trey began to move his cock back and forth over her soaking wet slit. Finally, when Layla thought she could take it no more, the head of his cock pushed inside her. Layla groaned as she eased her way down onto his cock, enjoying every single second of sensation. He was huge and filled every inch of her tight damp pussy. Just when she thought she couldn't take any more of him, Trey's gorgeous cock was buried to the hilt inside of her. They moaned simultaneously as Layla began to slowly ride his cock. Up and down in long fluid movements, Trey's hands on her hips guiding the tempo. The feel of his long hard cock inside her was amazing. It sent rushes of pleasure coursing through her body. Trey grabbed her head with one hand and brought her in for a savage kiss, their lips and tongues battling, matching the rhythm of their hips. Layla could feel her second orgasm building and her body ached for release. Her hips moved faster as Trey's kiss brought her to a fevered pitch. Suddenly without warning he broke the kiss and lifted Layla of his lap. Standing, Trey pulled her up with him and placed her against the wall, stood between her legs and entered her in one quick thrust. Trey buried his face in her neck and began to suck and bite her sweet flesh as his cock pounded into her. Layla wrapped her legs around his hips, her body supported by the force of his thrusts. The pace of their love making was fast and feverish as they both raced towards their impending orgasms. "That's it baby. Your pussy feels so good. Cum for me. Cum for me you dirty little girl." Trey whispered in her ear. His words pushing her over the edge and Layla spiraled out of control. Layla screamed as her orgasm hit her, the intensity stronger than anything she had felt before. Wave after wave of pleasure consumed her body as Trey found his own release deep inside her willing body. She could feeling him cumming inside her body as her as his cock reached to her very core. Breathless and weak, Layla clung to Trey as they recovered from the strength of their shared passion. She was staggered by the intensity of the experience but she had known that it would be this way. How could it have been any other way with a man like Trey? Reality crashed back in as the lights in the elevator came back on and the car began to move. Quickly Layla and Trey disengaged and went about redressing. She just finished sliding her dress into place as the doors opened. The hotel maintenance men greeted them and apologized profusely for the inconvenience. "Really, it was no problem" Trey told them. "It was the best time I've ever had in an elevator." Layla blushed profusely as the maintenance men looked at her and Trey quizzically. He just looked at her and winked as he took her by the arm and walked with her down the hall towards her room. They reached her door and she fumbled with the key to try and open it. Grabbing it from her hands, Trey took the key and opened the door. She turned to him, unsure of what to say. As if sensing her predicament Trey broke the silence. "That was incredible and I worked up quite sweat, I really need a nice long soak now...care to join me?" he grinned wolfishly at her. Layla offered no refusal as Trey went into the bathroom and started the bath and then undressed. The sight of him naked was almost more than she could bear. She stood there staring at him until Trey looked up at her winked, and crooked his finger in a 'come here' motion. The whole situation seemed so surreal. What she had fantasized didn't even come close to the reality. All Layla knew was that she had just been given the ride of her life...and she wanted more!