Cold Roads, Warm Consequences

On this blustering February day in South San Francisco Eli and Sarah were driving down the highway on their way to home depot. Things had truly been heating up in their relationship the past few months.

While Eli’s hands gripped the steering wheel in full focus on the road ahead, Sarah’s hands couldn’t help but to begin caressing the tan thigh beside her. It was a comfort to touch this man she was so in love with. His insists to her to let him focus on the road were of course ignored. She couldn’t help but to push boundaries.

Further up the thigh her fingers caressed each and every muscle. The warmth of his impressive penis could be felt through the jeans that clung way too tightly to his body.

For both of their comforts Sarah had Eli pull over to the side of the road. Right underneath the highway Sarah pleaded with Eli to make love to her right there. She had missed him so much. He kissed her neck lifting up her shirt to suck on her nipped.

Just then Eli’s mood shifted. A stern expression now hung where a smile had been. He said love you put us in danger up there. You are not suppoesd to distract the driver. I will deal with this at home.

Eli kissed Sarah’s hand. The mood went back to usual on the highway with Jon Pardi radiating loudly from the speakers. As they pulled up to their home they kissed.

After putting their purchases away Eli told Sarah to go up to the room and wait for him. She was nervous but strangely turned on by his authoritative tone. It seemed like a long time but when Eli entered the room it was clear he had not forgotten what he came to do.

He told Sarah to remover her pants and bend over the bed. She did as she was told. His hand began coming down fast and hard on her bottom. This went on for a few minutes. Sarah could feel Eli was enjoying this. His manhood could be felt fully erect as he stood behind her.

A paddle was removed from under the bed. Eli told Sarah he had to have her remember to be safe. He said, ” My love do you understand? ” She nodded shyly. He brought down the paddle seven times. Sarah felt she wanted to cry.

Eli then removed Sarah’s underwear. His erection was now pulsating against her redder- bottom. He grab managing her bottom and then pushed his penis inside her while holding onto her breaststroke. He said I love you. Don’t make me do that again. She said she won’t. They both knew that was a lie.

He pressed deeper and deeper inside of her. With each thrust wrongs felt right. At last Eli pulled out, flipped Sarah over, and had her swallow some of his semen. The rest was rubbed on her breast.

After showering they returned to the bed. Eli’s big masculine hands held Sarah against him making her feel so safe and loved.

Author: Freya Fitzpatrick

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