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Back Seat Surprise

By: CeasarBoobage



My lovely wife Karen has her golden birthday today, she is 29 on the 29th. Luckily enough it's also on a Friday this year, meaning we can have her birthday party on a night where no one has to work the next day. We are going to play tourist and visit a winery, the local casino, and a few other attractions Saturday afternoon, so we took the kids to her parent's house for the weekend, so that was one less thing to worry about. A quick birthday party with our friends was going to kick off her birthday weekend.

We had invited a number of friends to come over for the occasion. From the looks of it, everyone must have had a crappy week – everyone was more than ready to tie one on tonight, a few people were even drinking by the time they showed up. For most people, this was just around 9:00PM or so. By 11:00PM, things were in full swing. The front yard was full of cars, and everyone was scattered around the house. The back yard had the fire pit, surrounded with guys telling fishing lies – errr - stories, the back porch had a circle of chairs and benches filled with girls gossiping, and the only people in the house were people refilling drinks or attacking the pile of snacks on the table.

I had not seen Karen for a while, but around midnight I finally ran into her in our bedroom. Our chance encounter was owed to the alcohol. She was changing clothes because she was now feeling "too warm" and I had to relieve the pressure on my bladder.

She had not seen me walk in, so I called "Hey babe!" and got the reaction I hoped for. She had just unbuttoned her jeans and they were pushed halfway down her ass. She yanked them back up and let out a little squeal of fear.

"You asshole!" She screamed at me. "You scared the shit out of me. I had no idea anyone was in here!"

I doubled over laughing, and she ran over to start beating me on my shoulders and back, but she was laughing too. "THAT'S" <smack> "NOT" <smack> "FUNNY" <smack> "YOU" <smack> "ASSHAT." <smack>

"Hell ya, it was" I replied, jumping out of range, "you should have seen your face, that was priceless."

As she reached for me again, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door just as she turned the knob. Still giggling to myself, I went and took care of business. As I went to leave the bathroom, I was thinking of some plans I had for her for later, and the view I got when I opened the door made another idea pop into my head. She had said recently that a fantasy of hers was for me to just 'use her for sex' and I had planned something for tonight to take care of that. Another one was to be watched while having sex; that was harder to arrange, but that's what caught in my mind just now.

In her un-coordinated state, she was having issues getting her bra fastened behind her back. Offering to help, I walked up behind her and she let me have the straps. Before she could react, I pulled it off of her and tossed it to the side. She reached for it, but it was too late. Reaching my arms around her, I pulled her tight to me, her back up against me, and her only wearing a black lace thong that matched the bra that was now laying on the bed.

Lightly squeezing both of her full breasts in my hands, I looked over her shoulder to enjoy the view my hands were helping cause. Nuzzling her neck, I whispered softly into her ear "Just as I thought, my eyes like the view as much as my hands like the feel. I can't believe you wanted to hide these babies from me. I don't think I like that idea much."

Rubbing her ass back up against my stiffening cock, she said "Well I can't exactly go outside like this, people would point and laugh."

"Well, they may point" I agreed, "but they sure as hell wouldn't laugh. If they were to get over the shock, the guys just might point with their hands too."

Karen started to reply, but I turned her face to me roughly, my mouth finding hers. Our lips locked as our tongues darted across each other. Our kiss was frenzied, seeming to move much faster than usual. Pulling back breathlessly, my lips moved to her neck, gently nipping at her. She moaned, pushing her head back, offering me more of her sweet neck. "No, I need to stop" I finally got out. "I love kissing those lips of yours, but right now, birthday girl, I need to kiss the other ones."

Walking her to the bed, she turned and practically jumped on the bed, spreading her legs for me as she stopped bouncing. Falling to my knees, I pulled the lace to the side and buried my face between her legs, my tongue getting to work at once. It didn't take her any time at all to get warmed up, she was ready for me already. She had soaked through her thin g-string, and she was moaning for more as her hips thrust up at my face.

I could tell it wouldn't take her long to cum, but that isn't what I had in mind. Not yet anyway, I only wanted to tease. Before she got to a point of no return, I had to quit. Not that I wanted to leave her sweet pussy, but I wanted her to need me soon, and need me badly.

Standing up and backing off just a step, Karen opened her eyes to look at me. She looked confused, so she asked "What do you have in mind now, lover?"

Looking at her hungrily, I said "That was just the appetizer, I will be back for the main course later."

Karen watched me walk to her closet, and the realization set in. "No! No, dammit, you can't leave me like this. That's just plain mean!"

"I know it is, but don't worry, I'm not going to leave you hanging all night. Now get up so you can get dressed."

Luckily, the outfit I had planned on her wearing was clean, and I found the pieces quickly. I tossed them next to her on the bed. She picked up the clothes one item at a time and looked at me funny. "It wouldn't be my first choice" she said slowly, "but I guess it will work."

She picked up her bra and put her arms through it, but I stopped her. "Nope, not this time babe" I said.

"But with that shirt, everyone will know I'm not wearing a bra."

"Right now, I don't really care. Besides, it's not THAT revealing, and all the guys are too far gone to notice. And since you got those panties all wet, those will have to go too. Don't worry, the skirt is denim, so it does not come up easily. You won't show off unless you squat down, so that will work out OK too."

I spun on my heel and walked out, grinning because I knew what was coming next. Making a drink to take with me, I headed out the front door, going to the side yard where our van was parked, a bag of supplies already packed.

Having a mini-van is not the coolest car we could have, but with two kids and everything that goes along with that, it works all right. One cool thing is the way you can move the seats around to make room. Even with our luggage packed, there was still plenty of room to re-arrange. A bit of huffing, puffing, and grunting, the seats were now the way I wanted them, and the goodie bag was set on the end of the bench seat.

Back inside, no one noticed that I had been gone at all, it was like I never left. Karen didn't notice me at first, but in the few minutes of watching her, it was clear that her resistance to her clothing change was not really heart-felt. We were just buzzed, not drunk, so the alcohol didn't make that much of a difference. But apparently knowing she was only two garments from being naked must have done the trick. She was clearly not worried about who knew she was bra-less. She seemed to have an extra bounce in her step (making her boobs bounce nicely), and she was standing a lot closer to people than she had been just 10 minutes ago.

Normally Karen will stand too close to people, but now she was standing closer than usual. She finished talking to one person, then walked over to our friends Bill and Mandy. They were facing each other just talking, their sides facing me. Karen walked up to the side of them and put her hands around their shoulders as she said 'Hi'. She was directly facing me now, and as she hugged them, I heard her thank them for coming as we hadn't seen them in quite some time. 

A minute later, Mandy walked away, heading for the restroom. But Karen didn't let go of Bill, she just adjusted her grip. Still holding on to his shoulder, she turned a bit more towards him. Normally I probably would not have noticed, but with all the attention I was paying to her boobs, I was watching closer. She was moving a little at a time, just rubbing her boobs across his arm. After a few minutes of boob-checking ...errrr... talking to Bill, she moved on to someone else. Now I was paying attention more. Every guy she stood next to, she made sure at least one of her boobs was touching him. Most of the time she didn't have to make the move, the closest guy would inch closer and push up against her. Not once did she move away.

Being a spy wasn't on my agenda, and I wasn't watching her like a hawk, she was just that obvious. She came back to talk to me a while later. Her face was flushed and I noticed that a few buttons on her shirt were undone. Karen saw me notice and looked down. Feigning surprise, she sighed and said "Dang it, not again. These stupid things keep coming undone for no reason at all."

Chuckling, I got another view before she fastened up the buttons. Her boobs aren't huge, but they have survived childbirth and age with almost no noticeable problems. A view of some awesome cleavage greeted my eyes. About half of the top swell of her breasts were visible, and I knew it was only a short distance before the view would show off her nipples as well.

"Hey, it's just a small view, and not much more than people would see if I had a bra on anyway. Besides, you are the one that said you didn't care if people caught a view of my boobs."

Shaking my head, I countered with "Not quite babe. I said I didn't care if people knew you didn't have one on. That's all."

She thought for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. "Really, this is a small detail, so it isn't something to fight about anyway. Don't let this ruin our night, OK?"

Flipping her hair at me, she turned and disappeared into the kitchen to get another drink. Although I had probably seemed upset, I wasn't really. She loves to be a show-off and the center of attention, and this was probably one of the tamest ways she had tried to be the life of the party. There were stories about her that I still didn't know. Both Karen and her friends have said as much. But that's a story for another day. Shaking the thought from my head, I decided that it was now time to put my plan into action.

Karen's phone was in her pocket, but I wasn't sure if she would hear or feel it quite yet, so I kept an eye on her. Choosing my words carefully, I sent her a text message from my phone, asking her to come help me in the van, saying there was a problem with her luggage. 

As expected, she didn't notice the message right away. From the way she was walking and playing with her hair, my estimate of her sobriety could be wrong. Maybe she had a few shots while I wasn't looking? Regardless, this was fine with me, it just worked in my favor.

She headed for the back of the house, so I went around to the back of the house to watch. Not to spy on her, I didn't think there would be a reason to do so. The only reason to watch is so I knew when she got my text message so I could get into the van and get ready. With my luck, she wouldn't see the message for an hour, and I would be out there asleep, so being stealthy it was.

Karen came out onto the back porch and bummed a smoke from Mandy. Yup, that sealed it – she was drunk. We quit smoking a few years ago, and the only time we light up is when we are drunk. It tastes so damn good! As Mandy lit the smoke for her, I looked around to see who was there. Bill was there with Mandy, one other guy sitting by himself off in the corner, and a few of Karen's girl friends.

Only half listening to the girls' chitchat, my mind was miles away as I typed up a new text message for Karen. Hearing her voice brought my attention back to her. "Mandy, quit staring at my boobs."

Mandy replied "Why? You are showing them off and it's a nice view, so why not? I'm sure Mark, Bill, and the other guys don't mind. I KNOW they like it when you rub your tits on them."

"These dang buttons keep doing it all by themselves, I swear it. But it's not like I can stop you from looking, right?

Bill butted in with "But if you don't stop rubbing them lovely titties on my arm and chest, I swear I'm gonna grab them for a good squeeze and maybe a nibble. Well, if Mandy lets me..."

Catching a quick view was one thing, but now I could feel myself starting to get pissed off with Bill's comment. I was staring at him when I heard Karen squeal a little, and my eyes jumped back to her in time to see a girl on either side her, each with a hand on her breasts.

Mandy said "Not bad Karen, not bad at all. You are older than me, and I haven't had kids, but your boobs feel almost exactly like mine."

"Really? Thanks Mandy, I always worry about Mark not liking them as we get older. So you really think they are still good?"

"Ya I do. Here, you tell me."

Mandy took both of Karen's hands and put them on her breasts. Suddenly I forgot my anger, and Bill no longer existed. They then asked one of the other girls to weigh in with her opinion. As I watched these three beautiful ladies play with each other's breasts, my pants suddenly got very tight. Without even thinking about it, my hand slipped down my pants to re-adjust my quickly stiffening cock. 

Now conscious of what I was doing, I pushed my cock back down. Just in time too, I noticed. The girls had stopped talking and had pushed Bill up to the front of the line. He softly said something that sounded like "are you sure?" and both Karen and Mandy nodded. His hands came up and grasped one breast of each Mandy and Karen. A slight squeeze for each and he let go, but moved his hand to the other breast for the same comparison test. His hands came down after one last brief squeeze, and I saw that both girls were pointing at him with their nipples. Even this far away I could see that Karen's nipples were wider than Mandy's, but just a bit shorter.

Bill nodded his head. "Oh ya Karen, they feel great. Almost exactly like Mandy's in size, shape, and firmness. It's just too bad you both had to leave your shirts on for this test."

The other girl said "Well it is Flash Friday, so it's almost a rule that you have to show your goods, right?"

They all laughed, but it stopped when Mandy and Karen looked at each other and shrugged. Karen unfastened a few more buttons, and at the same time, she opened her shirt and Mandy lifted hers. They flashed their boobs for a few seconds before covering back up.

"I don't know girls, I would need another look to compare, you caught me by surprise. I was just busy looking, not comparing."

They all laughed at Bill's comment, but I doubted it would work.

As much as Karen doing all this without me kind of pissed me off, it was also kind of erotic, but not exactly something that I would have suggested. Hoping to distract the situation, I pulled out my cellphone and hit 'send' on the message I had been writing up before. In the silence that fell between them all, the ring of Karen's cell phone was easy to hear.

She pulled out the phone to read my message, and just then the spell broken, they all backed apart and spread out somewhat. Hearing Karen tell them that she had to go, I left my hiding spot and ran back to the van to get things ready. No sooner had I put out the towels across the seats, the side door opened. Luckily, I had removed the bulb for the interior lights, so she didn't get a good look at what I was up to.

Before her eyes could adjust to the darkness, I pulled the blanket over my head.

Somewhere between a hiss and a loud whisper, I said "No talking! Get in quickly and close the door."

In the dim light, I could see some confusion in her face, but she leaned forward and climbed in on her knees, turning around to close the door.

"What are you ...."

I interrupted her with "Keep quiet and do as I say. Just to your left is a stocking cap. Pick it up and put it on. Do it now."

Sneaking another peek, I saw her reach out and find the hat. With a slight pause, she did put it on her head.

"Good, now pull it down all the way. It should come down to just over your nose. Yes, just like that. Now reach over to your right and feel where the seat is. A little further.... There you are. Now crawl over on your knees to the seat and sit on the floor with your back up against it. Now put your arms out to the sides on the seat. Perfect!"

Well, almost perfect. Karen was almost in position and with a nudge I had her move over a bit more. Quickly moving across her legs, I sat on her lap. Reaching to either side of her, I pulled out the ropes I had staged just under the edge of the seat and put them next to my knees. The ends of the rope had a loop made with a slip knot, and it only took a moment to slide these ends over her wrists and pull them snug. Not tourniquet tight, just tight enough to prevent her from slipping out easily.

"Hey, what are you...."

My hand covered her mouth as I whispered to her "Not time to talk right now, it's playtime."

After checking to make sure the ropes were fastened right, the doors closed, and that her hat was set right, I reached into the bag on the floor and felt around for the next goodie. There it was! Pulling it out and getting the strap turned around straight only took a second, then I slipped it over her head. As Karen started to make another comment, I got it pulled down all the way and slipped the ball gag into her mouth.

"There we go babe. This should keep you quiet. Until you leave the van, you will always have something in that sweet little mouth of yours. Don't worry, I have something else that will fit just nicely in there."

There was no way she could not know by now that it was me, her dear husband, and not some random freako abducting her. I didn't feel the need to disguise my voice by whispering anymore.

Although the van's windows were tinted darkly, there was still a good bit of light shining in. But from checking it out before, I knew it was hard to see inside with any clarity; the most you could see was blurry shapes, not defining features. With this in mind, I got off her legs and sat to the side. Looking her over from head to toe, with my plans running through my head, it was actually kind of hard to believe I was living out this fantasy of hers. This was starting out to be more fun than I thought it would be.

Karen jumped a bit as I put my hand on her arm, but she didn't make a noise. Good girl. My hands slowly made their way across her arms, shoulders, and head, not wanting to miss a thing. They touched almost every inch of skin and fabric that I could reach without her moving. Both hands met at her throat, then I lay them down flat on her upper chest. As my hands moved south, I poked my fingers under the loose flap of her shirt, still with 'a few extra' buttons undone. A light graze across the top of her breasts drew a shiver from her.

Moving my hands back outside her shirt, I traced the contours of her body, never lingering too long or pressing too hard. Just harder than a tickle, and softer than a squeeze. As I got to her waistline, she spread her legs slightly, but with that skirt, there was no way I could get in without breaking the routine. All the way down to her feet I went, softly touching and stroking her, up and down, with seemingly random motions.

Her sandals were tossed to the side as I moved to rub her feet, but only for a moment. Straddling her feet I slid my hands up between her knees. I pushed up past the hemline and stopped.

"Babe, this is in the way so it has to go. Now."

The soft rubbing routine stopped as I reached up to unfasten her skirt. She tried to say something through the gag in her mouth, but it came out funny, I have no idea what she said. She never could talk very well with a cock in her mouth. This ball gag had a special treat on it. The 'inside' part of the ball had a two inch rubber cock for the wearer to hold on to. When squeezed by her teeth, a small motor would kick into action and turn the cock into a three incher. Back and forth, emulating a small blowjob for the person wearing it. Not very realistic, it was more for the mental aspect than the physical. So between the gag and the cock, Karen was not making much sense.


Back Seat Surprise



With a little struggle, I was able to pull her skirt down over her hips, even though she didn't help too much. Down her legs and past her feet, then I tossed it into the front seat floorboard. Moving my hands back to her legs, I caressed the inside of her thighs. Halfway up, her thighs clenched together, trapping my hands.

"Now now dear, don't stop me just yet. I think you want this just as much as I do, right?"

I could hear her sigh a moment before she unclenched her legs. Her head lay back on the seat as she slowly opened her legs for me. Just as I thought, she was more than ready. Just before my hand reached her pussy, I could feel the heat radiating from her. My finger softly touched her most private patch of skin, instantly covered in the moisture of her desire. Pressing down, I felt my finger slide between her lips, lightly grazing her clit and making her jump a bit, moaning from deep inside her chest.

The musky sweet aroma of arousal reached my nose as I lowered myself to have a taste of her. After my tease earlier, she must have been on the verge of this ever since. There were other plans I had for right now, but I couldn't resist a few moments of tasting her again.

From the way she was moving and sounding, it seemed like she was ready to cum. "What the hell, why not?" I thought, "it will only be the first tonight."

Making myself comfortable, I settled in for a few more minutes of tongue-lashing. As I teased my tongue around her clit, I was reaching in the bag for another toy. Got it... Pushing up on her leg, she got the hint and spread both legs wide, giving me all the access I needed. Laying as flat as I could put my mouth right in line with her pussy as my tongue focused on her clit. Bringing up the new toy, I put only the tip of the dildo inside of her. It was small, barely bigger than my largest finger, and I was hoping she would think it only was my finger – at first.

Thrusting quickly, I buried the toy and hit the button, sending a motorized bulge up and down the length of the toy. This was rewarded with a moan coming from deep inside her, the ropes restraining her hands as she reached for me. Her hips thrusting against my hand was all the assurance I needed to know to not stop. The moment I sucked her clit into my mouth and held it lightly between my lips, she came instantly.

The music coming from the house disappeared as her muffled scream of pleasure filled the van. I put my hand tightly over her sex, both holding the toy inside her while caressing her engorged lips with my palm. Familiar with how she would cum, I waited just long enough before easing back and letting her new friend slide slowly from her.

Putting the toy to the side, I got up to my knees and quickly shed my clothes while she was still lost in her ecstasy. Her breathing was almost back to normal as I straddled her trembling legs. My cock was only thick right now, not quite hard. Moving up a small bit, I pushed the head of my cock into the small opening at the top of the "Y" where her legs met her pussy. The excess moisture made sure it slipped down easily, letting me slide between her lips.

Karen's elbows moved back on the seat a few inches, giving her the leverage to push her hips up against me, stroking my cock against her pussy. Doing everything I could to ignore down the pleasure she was giving me, I reached for the bottom of her shirt. 

Reaching the bottom button, I slipped it loose and reached for the next one. As I got to the third one, Karen sounded like she was calling me me, shaking her head from side to side. Finishing the last two buttons I pulled her shirt open and tucked it all up between her back and the seat, exposing the rest of her body to me. With a slight sigh, I reached up to remove the gag.

The ball and tiny cock pulled from her mouth, I let it drop down onto her neck. The first thing she did was to work her mouth around to remove the stiffness.

"Dammit Mark, cover me back up and lets get out of here. We can't be found like this, it is too embarrassing!"

Chuckling softly, I pushed her gag back in. 

"Well babe, it's part of the fun. You are tied up and my slave to use for tonight, and this is how I want to see you. This is just a warm-up for this weekend, and something I thought you would like. Besides, I thought you liked being a showoff. But now it's only my hands on you. Don't worry, if there is anyone watching you will never even know. It's only my eyes, hands, and cock that you need to worry about."

She grunted something at me, but I thought that may have had something to do with my cock slowly sliding back and forth across her pussy lips. Or maybe it was because my hands were roaming up and down her nearly naked torso, stopping frequently to pinch her nipples and gently squeeze her breasts.

Surprisingly, as turned on as I was mentally, my cock was starting to shrink, it needed some more encouragement. After a quick stop to hold her breasts towards me, licking and sucking on them, I pulled my cock from between her legs.

Standing up in a weird squat, I rested my knees on the front of the bench seat. Feeling her face lightly, I pulled out her gag. It was buzzing softly as it fell to her neck. I smiled, knowing that she was giving it a mini blowjob. Without giving her time to say something, I pulled forward on the back of her head, pulling her mouth onto my cock. After a moment to adjust to the difference, Karen moaned appreciatively, pushing forward as far as possible, stopping only when I could feel the back of her throat pressing back against the throbbing head of my manhood. After a moment, she pulled her head back a little to breathe again.

A thought came to me, and without looking outside I said "You know, I think I see some people out there by the cars. I wonder if they are watching. Hope they enjoy the view. Wonder who it could be...."

Without waiting for her reaction, and for the moment neglecting her pleasure, I put both of my hands on the back of her head and pulled her towards me. This position usually annoys her, but tonight I could not tell. Both my hands were on the back her head, and my hips thrusting into her, but after the first two thrusts, I didn't have to pull. She was driving her head into me, seeming to want to put on a nice show for whoever she thought was watching.

The thought of this imagined voyeur watching her tied up and almost naked, and inhaling my cock was having it's effect on her. After a minute or so, I held her head back so only my engorged purple head was resting against her lips. Her hands straining against her bonds, her lips reaching for me, she whispered softly "Please, give me your cock, I need it inside me. I don't care where, just give it to me!"

As much as I wanted this to go on for hours, I could tell that I wouldn't last too much longer. Without a word, I reached down and replaced the gag into Karen's mouth. Before I moved away, I heard the soft buzz of her mouth-toy turning on, the latex cock softly pumping across her tongue.

Climbing down off of my wife, I knelt by her side and once again stopped to stare, enjoying the view she provided in the soft light coming in. I reached for her, gently tracing lines in her soft skin. After leaning in for a quick nibble on both nipples, I whispered in her ear.

"Turn over and get up on your knees, you need to be fucked from behind. Maybe our audience will like the view too."

As I said this, I swear I saw her hips twitch just a little. With some effort, Karen managed to turn over and get to her knees. The ropes were just long enough, it turns out. The movement caused her arms to cross on the seat just under her head. For balance, she spread her knees a little, laying her head sideways on her now tightly-bound arms.

Her shirt had fallen down and was blocking my view of her boobs. Gathering it up as well as I could, I tossed the fabric up over hear head. My hands and eyes ate in this view once again. My hands weren't quite so gentle this time, roughly caressing every inch of skin I could see. Stooping quickly I buried my face between her cheeks, tasting her tangy liquid excitement. 

The moment my tongue touched her clit, her hips bucked back at me. My tongue slid slowly up and down her slit, teasing her clit and pushing as far as it would go into her pussy. Taking a break for the view again, I replaced my tongue with two fingers, thrusting them deep inside of her as my other hand was busy roaming across her breasts, lightly pinching each nipple as they crossed them.

A thought came to me as I was using her body for both our pleasures. Still holding one breast, I found the small new toy on a towel covering the floor. After another quick lick of of her pussy, I thrust the toy deep into her, turning it on as I buried it. A muffled squeal told me how much she liked it. Leaving her breast, I moved behind her. One hand was teasing her clit, the other thrusting the vibrator in and out of her pussy, my mouth got busy doing something completely different. In a moment of impulse, I bent down and pushed my face between her asscheeks, laying my tongue across her browneye. Gently pressing my tongue into her, I felt her whole body erupt into spasms, cumming instantly from sensory overload. Or maybe it was the fact that this was the first time she had let me do anything with her back door; it wasn't like she was in any position to say no.

My cock couldn't handle being left alone so long, and somehow I actually noticed he was shrinking. While giving her a moment to recover, I moved around behind Karen, sliding my cock up and down her wetness, bringing him back to life. Rubbing my cock across her clit, I slowly pulled out the toy, and just as it came out of her pussy my cock was there to fill that empty space. With one quick thrust, I buried my cock deep inside of her, then slowly backed it out. Then I stopped, thinking quickly.

With her back door fully moisturized and both of us WAY outside of our realm of normal, it was sure as hell worth a try. Stroking my cock in and out of her pussy only an inch or so, I took the toy and softly pressed it against her relaxed back door. As soon as she felt the intruder, she instantly stopped moving, but I tried to not give her that opportunity. Holding it steady against her browneye, my cock never stopped moving in her pussy.

Suddenly, surprising me with her acceptance, the toy suddenly slid in an inch without effort. Starting to move it with my own motions, driving a tiny bit deeper with each thrust, it was fully inside of her. Holding the base against my stomach, my slow thrusting pushed both cocks into her at the same speeds. The mental rush was just as strong as the physical, and I instantly lost my train of thought, the way she pushed back against me, feeding my own desires. My hand slipped around her hip, finding her clit with my fingers. No longer caring if anyone was really watching or not, my hips took on a life of their own.

Leaving the buzzing toy buried in her ass, my fingers attacked her clit and I started pounding her pussy for all I was worth. My other hand holding her hip, I slammed my cock into her pussy as hard as I could drive. I felt her start to cum, hard, but I could not stop myself to let her enjoy her own orgasm, I had to drive towards my own. She came down from one only to start another one. Her pussy never stopped clamping down on my cock. I could barely hear her, but it seemed she was riding a continuous orgasm.

Harder, faster, harder faster HARDER FASTER!

Finally, I felt the rush of my impending release and thrust as deep as I could manage. My body rocked with the explosion of feeling as I let loose a tide of cum deep inside of her. Only half realizing it, this rocked her towards another orgasm, her toes curling, screaming again into the gag and into the seat, feeling my cock throbbing it's release inside of her.

Mindlessly thrusting my hips, my balls draining themselves of ropes of cum, I fell forward leaning onto her back as weakness overtook me. A few last aftershocks shook me as I grasped at her breasts, the last of my energy flowing out of me in spurts. One last shudder, and my hands grasped, tweaking her nipples again.

My cock could feel her pussy contract one more time as she came again, my ears barely registering her muffled screams.

Almost as an afterthought, I reached up and hit the button to stop the toy's movements and slowly pulled it free from her ass. Tossing it to the side, I fell back away from her and laid on my back, hoping for some strength to return to me.

After what felt like hours, I sat up again only to hear her still panting. Rubbing my hands gently over her shaking body, she soon calmed back down. Hearing her mumbling, I reached up to remove the gag from her mouth. It fell, bouncing on her chin in the dim light. In a soft voice she said "I don't know if I can walk anytime soon, but you set a record. I have never cum so many times or so hard in all my life!"

"That's awesome babe," I replied, "but we have to get going soon, there is still a party going on waiting for us."

I quickly put my clothes on, leaving her as she was. I released one wrist and said "Feel free to get dressed and come back to the party, my slave. I'm looking forward to everyone leaving so I can give you part two later."