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Part 48

As we walked away, the Guru called Gabriel back, and Gabriel asked me to wait for him while he went back. They spoke quietly for about 30 seconds, shook hands again, and that was it.

I thought to myself, “Fuck the radio! Brace yourself, Gabriel—this is going to be a car ride full of questions, and I want answers!”

While walking to the car, Gabriel asked me how I was feeling, and I was honest—I told him I was a bit overwhelmed. There was a lot of information, a lot of questions, and probably a bit too much social stimulation, but overall, I was fine. He said he understood and thanked me for making the effort I was making and I just smiled. I felt like at the very least he understood that absolutely everything about this was difficult for me.

When we got to the car, Gabriel opened the door for me, kissed me and said, “I am so fortunate to have you, Red.” I don’t know what came over me, but I felt cheeky, put both my hands on his waist and said, “You haven’t had me… yet Sir.” And there it was again! Big eyes, open mouth, tiny tremor and speechless. I made it happen again!
As I was making my mental note about how it came to happen, he came closer, looked into my eyes, smiled and said, “Oh! You’re good! I like it.” While pressing his, un-ignorable erection against my belly. For a second, I felt how it was not poking straight out as I imagined it would, it was just laying against his pelvis and to the side, but the stiffness was unmistakable.
I wish I could tell you that I had moves and had done something, but when he got bold, I went back to bashful and just buried my face in his chest as he audibly, but discretely laughed. His bold move was a check and check mate.

He led me inside the car and closed the door. Honestly, even if I did have moves, and was capable of executing those moves, we were in the middle of STD testing and birth control processes. So, I really didn’t know if we could do anything at all, but I certainly was willing to follow his lead. I mean, if there was an infection to be had, I probably had it, considering the limits to which we had gone. Unfortunately, I was what is known in some very exclusive circles as a “wuss”. I also know how reckless my willingness to follow his lead was, but horniness and desire are big bitches, and I am their little bitch, apparently.

While I sat in the car, I noticed Gabriel went into the trunk and wondered what he was up to. Last time he went to his trunk I had a fantastic time… so a girl can hope!
He was there fiddling for a minute or two and while my curiosity and anticipation were starting to flare up, I knew it was probably some book or something, but I let my imagination fly for a little bit. Part of me was hoping that he would show up with his makeshift privacy screen, you know? Let’s get that going!

When he finally got in the car, I was disappointed, but not too much when I saw that he did not have anything, it was too much to ask. Anyway, he started the car, looked at me and leaned in to kiss me and I loved it. His hand then moved to my side, and he started reclining my seat. I got excited, what was about to happen?
Since they were power seats, my descent was very anticlimactic, almost dreadful, but eventually it got done.
While that was happening, I asked him what he was doing and he said, “I just want you to be comfortable, don’t you want to be comfortable? It’s a long drive.” I protested, “Y-yes, b-b-but…” and he silenced me by asking me to trust him. As I lay there, just wondering what the hell was happening, he continued kissing me and I couldn't say no to that! His hands started caressing and finding their way to my skin, just his touch was enough to flip my “yes sir” switch.
When he stopped, he looked at me and said, “Red, undo your pants and pull them down.” WAIT! WHAT? Right here? With all the denim and leather, doms, subs, slaves and floor sitting-people right outside?
I protested, frantically, but only in my head… unfortunately, my protest button is overridden by my “yes sir” switch. So, I did what he told me. I told myself it was OK with the darkly tinted windows and dark alley vibes going on. Besides, he told me to pull down my pants, he didn’t say anything about my panties, and I can be quite obedient, especially when it is convenient. When he saw that I pulled them down to my knees, he said, “On second thought, take them off, I want to see more.” A part of me wanted to protest here, but also wanted him to see me, I wanted to show myself to him… just not under my panties, not yet. I am still a lady, a shy lady.

He said, “Thank you beautiful, you have amazing legs.” And then whispered under his breath, “I just can’t wait… mmm…” That little “mmm…” made me feel so… good and desired.
Then he asked me to do the saliva thing to his fingers and to make sure to keep eye contact while I did it. As I said before, if my sir wants wet fingers, I’m his girl!
Though, I was a little hesitant. I thought “Is he planning on doing the butt thing, right here? Now?” But who am I to question the “yes sir” switch?
When he was satisfied with my slobbery work, he told me to put his hand under by panties. I admit, I thought to myself “why me? You can do it just as easily!”. I didn’t mind, it was just the thought of ME doing it was a little more uncomfortable than the thought of HIM doing it. Not sure if that makes sense… But I did it anyway, cause let’s face it, I did want his touch!

All that hesitance, all that back talk and all that protest got defenestrated when our hands reached their destination, after that it was delicious moment of bliss, his first touch was always the best. I let my eyes roll back and laid my head back, just marinating in the delight of his magic hands.
He did that for a little while, but then he stopped and pull his hand out. Why!? No hair pull? No “Don’t you dare cum”? What happened?
I remained with my eyes closed… maybe if he noticed that the job was not done yet, he’d get the hint, you know?
Then I felt him grab my hand and put something in it, but not letting my hand go, rather he guided my hand and the object under my panties. I had no idea what it was, but if I knew Gabriel, he was not going to disappoint, so I got eager and excited.
What was this object?
He placed it directly on my clit, it felt too hard to be pleasurable. I almost said, “What are you doing?!” but I let it go on for a little longer.

And then I felt his hand move around the object and suddenly a thunderous feeling started tingling every bit of my clit accompanied by a muffled BRRRRRRRR sound.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

A sudden shiver ran up my spine, and the whole world tilted on its axis. The buzz was soft at first, like a little hum, sending these tiny electric pulses through my body, like a soft tingle spreading from that one spot. It was so different from my touch or even his—more intense, somehow. The vibrations were wrapping themselves around me, like a slow, steady buildup, and it was both insane and amazing.

At first, it felt like too much, and I wanted to pull back, but I couldn’t stop myself. I kept it there, just letting the rhythm do its thing. Gabriel removed his hand from mine and said, “Play around beautiful and find what you enjoy”.
WELL, don’t mind if I do! I started adjusting it a bit, moving it around, changing the angle, letting myself explore. The intensity felt so raw and powerful, like I was getting to know my body in a whole new way. Gabriel’s hand resting and caressing my leg, grounding me, made it feel safe, somehow.

With each second, I felt this warmth pooling low in my belly, and it was like my body was awakening to this new experience. This steady wave of pleasure just growing, taking over, making my legs tense and my breath hitch. I was right on the edge of losing myself, every nerve awake and buzzing with the need to just let go. I couldn’t believe something so small could make me feel like this.

Gabriel kept gently caressing me and whispered, “Beautiful, don’t stop and look at me” I did what I could to open my eyes and looked at him, and then he said, “Good girl, cum whenever you are ready, you can close your eyes now.”
YES, SIR! As it all built up inside, I let my eyes roll back and closed my them as I felt this delicious tension winding tighter and tighter until, in a rush, I went over that edge. The waves crashed over me, and for a split second, I was floating, lost in this insane, beautiful release that shook me to my core.
I laid there for a moment, breathless and a little stunned, while Gabriel just continued caressing my skin.

As I lay there and gradually regained my composure, I felt Gabriel looking at me, but I felt embarrassed. To me, there was a huge difference between US doing things and just ME doing things, in this case, it was just me, he only watched… and I let him.

I wanted to say something, but all I could think to say was something along the lines of “Enjoyed the show?”, “Can I put my pants back on?” and “What the hell is this little, marvelous, object in my hand?”

Eventually he broke the silence and said, “How are you feeling, beautiful? Still Overwhelmed?” I took a deep breath and said, “No Sir, I am perfectly whelmed… Not over, not under, perfectly whelmed.” and we both laughed.
He said, “That’s what I like to hear. I am going to turn the heat on, just so you don’t get cold. Just lay there as long as you want. Keep your pants off, I am enjoying the view” and he started driving.

to be continued...