Naked Drive

I smile as i sigh for the box. I wonder if the delivery driver has any idea what he is an accomplice to. As soon as i shut the door, i whip out my pocket knife and open the box.

My eyes widen.

What the fuck?

It contains only a note and a garage door opener.

Has He sent me the wrong package?

Where is the sexy outfit?

I open the note.

'I EXPECT YOU TO WEAR WHAT IS IN THE BOX, WHICH IS NOTHING. YOU MAY ARRIVE ANYTIME BETWEEN 7 AND 9 PM. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WALKING FROM YOUR CAR TO THE HOUSE, YOU MAY PARK IN THE GARAGE. TEXT ME A PICTURE OF YOUR OUTFIT WHEN YOU LEAVE, SO I WILL KNOW WHEN TO EXPECT YOU.'

I gasp, but then i realize this is a test. He has chosen a time close to sunset. If i pick the later time, my entire drive will be under cover of darkness. If i choose the earlier time, i will be driving naked in full daylight. I wonder if the door opener is for my benefit or His. What would His neighbors think of a naked woman walking into His house?

I glance at the clock. Shit! The early departure time is only 10 minutes away!

"Fuck it!" i say to an empty house.

On this hot July day, it is well worth taking the risk.

I pull my sleeveless T-shirt over my head and toss it on the floor. My bra follows, then my flip-flops, my shorts and, finally, my underwear.

I laugh, thinking this will be the first time i get to arrive at His place without panties. Usually, i leave without them.

I walk into the hallway and look at myself in the full length mirror. I stretch my arms over my head, scanning my skin for anything that needs attending to before i leave. Satisfied, i pick up my purse. As i walk to the door, i do a quick inventory, making certain i have all my essentials.

I pull my smartphone out of my purse. Even though now my hands are slightly shaking, i manage to take a picture in the hall mirror. Then i send it to Him. It is a shameless full frontal view of me. I do not want to hide anything. He must know that i respect His demands.

At the last minute, i grab a wrap from the closet. It is for an emergency. I do not want to explain to a traffic cop why i am changing a flat tire fully naked. But then i start to think things over. And then, in a couple of minutes, i take a deep breath and reject this idea. I will have to risk and forget about any emergencies. I drop the wrap on the floor. I cannot break His rules. If He wants me fully naked then i must be fully naked. Period.

I open the door to the garage. In the privacy of my garage, i stride naked to my car. I am glad i will not have to explain to my neighbor why i am leaving the house without clothes. I press the button on my garage remote. Sunlight floods in as the garage door opens. I left His opener in the box it had arrived in. I am sure He can explain my appearance to His neighbors. I wonder if i am the first woman to walk up to His house nude.

I place my bare feet onto the pedals, my soles feeling the pedals' surfaces, covered with mesh gratings and drilled backsides.

The engine starts. I pull out of the garage and onto the street. The sun is still well above the horizon, and anyone making more than a passing glance at me can realize i am at least topless. I reach up and press the button to open the sunroof. I feel the warm sun on my breasts. Traffic is thin, and i am hitting all green lights. I see one driver do a double take as he passes me, but almost everyone is focused on something other than a naked woman out for a drive.

It is the last light before the freeway that catches me. In a couple of minutes, i take my bare foot off the gas pedal and move it to the brake pedal. I begin to apply pressure for the red light ahead. I am in the left lane with a small car in front of me. To my right is a delivery truck, which shields me from the people on the sidewalk. A pickup truck idles behind me. I wonder how much of my body is reflected in my mirrors. I see the driver in front of me adjusting his mirror. I wonder if he is trying to get a better look at me. He slowly turns around and looks at me.

"Busted," i whisper to myself.

Seconds later, the light turns green, and i tap my horn to redirect the driver's attention. He pulls ahead of the delivery truck, but then slows down to let me pass him.

"Please, don't cause a wreck," i mumble as i accelerate past him.

I sit up straight and turn slightly towards him as i whizz by.

"Enjoy the view."

I watch the car vanish in my rearview mirror as i pull onto the highway. The drivers here are even more oblivious. I pull alongside a semi and wave my arm out the sunroof. When i have the driver's attention, i pump it up and down, trying to get him to honk the big truck's horn. He takes a long look at me, smiles, and the horn blares. I wave vigorously enough for my breast to shake as i accelerate away.

I wonder if He intended for me to enjoy the drive over. There is a tense moment when i pass a parked police car. I wonder if i could be ticketed for driving without clothes. The police car does not pursue me, and my thoughts turn to what will happen when i arrive at His house.

The exit that will take me to His house appears sooner than i expected. I navigate the neighborhood streets cautiously. The sun has set, giving me the cover of twilight as i pull up in front of His house.

The front door is open, and a single candle burns on the threshold. I casually step out of the car. I feel a slight breeze. The damp skin on my back and between my legs feels chilled. Nonchalantly, i walk up to the front door. I tap on it and call out:

"Hello. Naked hot chick here."

There is no response. I can see another candle on the floor, and i walk towards it. Another candle appears, then another. The candles are black, making the flames appear to hover in the air. I follow the trail out the back of the house and towards the pool. The shadow of the house makes it darker on the deck. The only light is from the candles and a moon that occasionally comes out from behind the clouds. At one end of the pool a stack of boulders forms a grotto, and i can hear the water splashing over the big rocks. The last candle is in the grotto inside a glass globe on a low table. As i approach it, i realize there is a note under the candle. I step into the pool and lean over the note to read it. The water splashing over the rocks covers my skin with a fine mist. In the flickering candle light i can make out the words.

HOLD STILL

I realize i am in the same position as the first night at His house. Bent over table, only this time my hands are only restrained by words on a piece of paper. I feel something touch my back. Almost instantly, i recognize it as the riding crop.

"How was the drive?" He asks.

His approach has been masked by the sounds of the pool.

"More fun that i thought it would be. I'm pretty sure i gave a traffic camera operator a thrill," i reply quite flippantly.

"Oh really? I'm impressed," He replies, pressing the riding crop between my shoulder blades.

I am bent over the table. I know I cannot change the position.

I feel a shiver go down my spine as He presses the crop into my flesh. The tip moves across my back and rubs against the side of my breasts. My nipples grow stiffer as i feel the leather against my skin. I feel His thighs against my ass. His skin is warm. I wonder if He is naked. I slowly start to turn my head, but i am promptly stopped by the riding crop.

"What does the note say?" He asks.

I turn my head back to stare at the candle. The water crashing down on the rocks covers my body with a fine mist, cooling my skin. It makes His touch seem quite hot by comparison. His hand cups my left breast. My nipple protrudes between His fingers. He slowly pulls me back. I feel His cock nestle up against my ass. I squeeze my ass cheeks together, reveling in the feeling of being naked with Him.

He runs the riding crop up the inside of my thigh, stopping just short of my pussy. I strain to hold still. I am certain with one quick move of my hips i can have Him inside me. I look down at the note.

HOLD STILL

It is almost impossible.

"You're doing very well," He says as He begins to rub the riding crop on my belly.

Slowly, He moves it closer and closer to my pussy. I feel the muscles in my belly tighten with anticipation.

"Ooohhh..." i moan loudly when the tip slides across my clit.

It is just the beginning.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh..." i cry out as He pinches my nipple in response.

"So you like that?" He asks

"Oh yes. More please, lots more," i mutter.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." He remarks.

I am still bent over the table. His hand squeezes my breast tightly, and He pressed His cock firmly against my ass. The riding crop slides over my clit and brushes against the swollen lips below. He slides the entire length of the riding crop across my hot, wet pussy. In return, i rock my hips up and down, sliding against His rock hard erection. It looks like, He seriously considers fucking me in the ass. The idea to get things started like this has never really appealed to me, but i want to feel Him some way, any way. My mind is calculating the pros and cons, but my hips seem to have already decided what is going to happen next, rotating upward.

The riding crop swiftly moves to my backside, delivering a blow that stings just a bit. The noise of it echoes in my ears. My skin feels warm where the blow lands.

"You need to hold still," He reminds me in a stern voice.

"Yes..." i nod.

"Yes what?" He inquires.

"Yes... Yes, Sir," i respond.

"Say that again," He demands.

"Yes, Sir," i repeat.

He gives me a slight slap on my right buttock.

"Now hold this," He orders, placing the crop between my teeth like a bridle bit. He moves away from me, placing both of His hands on my ass. His fingertip stretches towards my hips, and His thumbs run down in between my buttocks. I feel like my pussy is absolutely gushing down my thighs.

He is still behind me. I am still bent over the table. Suddenly, His tongue brushes against my swollen lips and my knees almost buckle. He moves His hands so His thumbs are under my hips, supporting my weight. His oral assault on me continues with His lips wrapping around my clit. My whole body feels electric. I can feel each drop of water that splashes onto my skin. I take my weight back, lifting myself off His hands. He responds by cupping my breast in His hand again. This time, His palm presses my fully erect nipple back into my firm flesh.

I bite down onto the shaft of the riding crop. I can taste the leather, and something else. I fight to keep from dropping the riding crop.

His other hand skims over my ass, His thumb presses inside my aching vagina. I want to cry out again, even louder than before, but my mouth is busy with the crop. My mind is sending the word MORE to my mouth, but all that comes out through my clenched teeth is a muffled scream of ecstasy. His tongue lashes my clitoris over and over. I feel His thumb penetrate me, and the heel of His hand press against my wet, swollen lips. My whole body shudders as the orgasm washes over me. I almost fall back on Him. I feel Him stand behind me as my climax fades away.

"Turn around," He instructs, taking the riding crop from my mouth.

I begin to stand up, but He stops me by putting the riding crop on my shoulder.

"I did not say stand up, only turn around," He clarifies.

I slowly turn to face Him, still bent at the waist. Involuntarily, my eyes are drawn to His hard pecs, then down along the trail between His chiseled abs. Then my eyes are level with His hips. The only hair on His body is a small tuft above His cock. He puts one hand on His penis and presses it to my waiting mouth. I feel the smooth skin of His cock on my lips.

"Now get on your knees and take it," He orders.

I put my left hand on His erection. I put my right hand between my legs, pressing my fingers into my drenched pussy. As i look directly at Him, i bring my right hand up and smear his penis with my wetness. Slowly, i begin to stroke His dick with both hands. His skin is velvet smooth, sliding easily within my grip. I lower my head slightly. With just the tip of my tongue, i lick the swollen head of His cock.

"I'm not sure you know what 'Take it' means," He says, putting His hand on the back of my head. He slowly pushes my head down onto His penis. My tightly pursed lips slide over the head of His cock, stretching to accommodate His girth. When i have taken His entire length into my mouth and throat, He removes His hand. I press my tongue against His shaft and massage Him inside my mouth.

I put my left hand between my legs. When it is as wet, i gently cup His balls in the palm of my hand. I smear my wetness all over Him. I move my lips and hand up and down His rigid shaft. I feel the riding crop resting on my shoulder, waiting to correct me if i do something wrong.

I hear Him moan. I am happy that He is satisfied.

The moon comes out from behind the clouds again. It illuminates the hillside behind the house, reminding me that unlike the house, there is no privacy screen around the pool. I wonder if someone out in the darkness is watching us. I pull His cock down so that it is almost horizontal. As i move my head and hand back and forth, i look up at Him. I can see Him silhouetted against the night sky. He is watching me suck His dick with rapt attention.

"I want to come in your mouth and on your tits, just like the last time I watched you suck a cock," He says calmly. I release His balls, putting my hand on my breast and caressing it. It catches His attention, and He moans with approval. I pinch my nipple and pull on it. The dark pink skin grows taut as i stretch it out.

He puts his hand back on my head, holding me still as He thrusts his hips forward. Each time the entire length of His penis slides through my lips, then forward, until i feel the head of His cock press on the back of my throat. I taste His pre-cum and feel His body go rigid. He stops moving, holding Himself on the edge of orgasm.

I release my breast and move my hand back between my legs. As He begins to fuck my mouth again, i press two fingers past my sex lips. My pussy clenches around the welcome intrusion. I press the heel of my hand against my clit, and wonder if He has noticed i am playing with myself. I glance up. His eyes are closed. He is focused on what it feels like to be inside my mouth.

He stops again, this time with His cock only in my hand. I glance down, and can see that a few drops of cum are leaking out. I know He is not going to last much longer. Slowly, He thrusts forward. As He enters my mouth, i swirl my tongue around Him. Holding the tip of His cock in my mouth, i stroke my hand up and down the shaft.

Almost one minute more, and i feel Him start to quiver.

A couple of heartbeats more, and He releases a flood into my mouth.

I let the first load fill my mouth, then i pull my head back and press the purplish head of His cock against the dark pink flesh of my nipple. The second stream sprays out, coating my left breast with hot, sticky liquid. I lay His cock on top of my right breast and stroke it, milking the last load onto my skin.

Finally, i guide His penis between my tits. I press my breasts together, using my interlaced fingers to push His organ into my cleavage.

"Please, fuck my tits. I want to feel your cock," i whimper.

He complies with my request, thrusting His hips forward. His penis slips easily between the firm globes of flesh, and He continues until His erection fades.

I stand up, yet i avoid looking up at Him. I cup my breasts in my hands. One at a time i pull them to my mouth, slurping His cum off my skin. He watches me, seemingly without blinking. I finish by pinching my nipple between my teeth, then releasing it.

He takes my chin in His right hand and makes me look up at Him. He towers over me, looking down into my eyes.

"Your homework," He begins, "is to give an oral report of tonight's activities to a good friend of mine. I will give you his phone number. And I want you to do this as soon as possible. I don't want you to forget any details."

My mind is trying to process His request.

"You understand?" He inquires.

"Yes... Yes, Sir," i reply.

"Very well," He nods.

"Does ... does that mean we are done for tonight, Sir?" i ask, still looking up at Him.

"Yes, that is all for tonight. You did very well. I like your creativity, even if it is at the expense of immediate compliance," He utters.

I want to turn around, but He stops me.

"I want you to crawl back to your car. On all fours," He says. "I want to enjoy the view."

My eyes widen, but only for a very brief moment. For Him, I am willing to even bend over backwards. Literally.

"Yes, Sir," i say softly.

I get down on my hands and knees and crawl out of the pool, almost physically feeling His stare on my body. Slowly, I follow the trail of candles back to the front door.

As i get outdoors and crawl down to my car, i feel the breeze. My wet naked skin is chilled everywhere except between my legs.

I get into the car, start the engine, but only drive a block. I pull up in front of a dark house and pick up my phone.

"Hi... Ah... Well... i'm supposed to tell you what i have been doing," i start.

"Okay," a man's voice replies.

My free hand finds its way between my legs. Moonlight and cool evening air flow in through the open sunroof. I rest my left hand on my left thigh as i prepare to talk. I swallow hard, but when i speak it is breathily.

"He... He asked me to drive to his house without any clothes on," i say.

"You without clothes is a wonderful thing," the man reacts. "Are you still naked?"

"Yes, are you?" i ask.

"I am about to be," he sounds way too serious.

"Don't you dare touch your cock, that is for me to take care of when i get back," i cannot believe what I am saying.

"What happened when you arrived at His house?" the man inquires.

"I walked through the house to the pool, but did not see anyone. As i was standing in the shallow end of the pool, He appeared behind me. He pressed His naked body against mine, and put His hands all over me," i tell everything.

My fingers begin to press against my pussy. I set the phone to hands-free and put my right hand on my right breast. I can feel my nipple growing against my palm. I close my eyes to recall what happened next.

"He put His cock up against my ass. Having His hands on my tits and His cock up against me really turned me on. For a minute, i thought He was going to fuck me in the ass," i say.

"Really, what happened next?" the man asks enthusiastically.

"I think you like the idea of me taking it in the ass. I didn't think you wanted that," i shrug.

"I think anyone that has seen your ass wants to. Even your girlfriend at the gym wants to fuck you in the ass. Now tell me what happened next," the man demands.

"Then he went down on me. His mouth was between my legs, licking and sucking on me. It felt so good my legs almost could not hold me up. He did that until i came," i say as i press my thumb against my clit. I let out a low moan as i feel an orgasm building. Even as i tell this man about Him licking my pussy, i am thinking about this man's cock slipping inside my ass.

"Are you playing with yourself?" the man queries.

"Of course," i blurt matter-of-factly.

"But I can't?" the man asks.

"I assure you i will have plenty of orgasm left for you when i get home. I don't think you can say the same," i scold.

"That is so unfair," the man laments. "And then?"

"Then i got on my knees and put His dick in my mouth. I sucked His cock until He came all over me. He came in my mouth and on my tits. After He came, He tit-fucked me until He was done," i continue.

"Is that all?" the man asks.

"No, when He was done He watched me lick His cum off my tits. I think He really liked that," I say. "And then He ordered me to crawl back to my car on all fours."

"I really like that, and I wasn't even there," the man's voice sounds approving.

"Do you want me to do that for you? Would you like to watch me lick my own tits?" I decide to ask.

"Saying it like that is making it very difficult for me not to have an orgasm. Just thinking about that is enough to push a guy over the edge," the man admits.

"I will make it worth your while to wait. I want you to fuck me in the ass when i get home. You have about an hour to get ready," i say, my voice dropping off to a moan as my orgasm sweeps over me. "Do you know where i live?"

"Tell me," he utters.

I tell him my address.

"I will be there. See you soon," the man replies, his voice now full of eager anticipation.

"See you soon," i say, hanging up the phone.

I start the car and put it into gear. Just before pulling back onto the road, i hesitate. What have i done? I have just requested that an unknown man do something unimaginable.

I recall that momentous moment at His house when i thought He was going to thrust His cock into my ass. I wonder what caused me to feel desire instead of shock and dismay. Whatever it was, i expect that this friend of His will be ready for it when i get home. I grin to myself. I doubt He realizes how quickly i will head down the path He has set me on.

Lightly touching the gas pedal with the sole of my foot, I try to bring my thoughts under control. Then my foot slams it down. As i pull onto the expressway, i roll down all the windows and let the cool night air wash over my fully naked body. My speed increases to right on the edge of what will get me pulled over. I am no longer concerned about explaining to the police why i am fully naked. In the end, my reason finally regains a bit of control, and convinces my desire that getting pulled over will mean delaying time until i can be with the friend of His.