Miami Bound

by Henry Morgan

  From his front row seat in the RV, David watched the scene playing silently in front of him whilst stroking his erection, and groaned out loud as he saw Paul’s body stiffen after one last forceful lunge that signalled his ejaculation. Steve immediately took his place behind the girl when Paul pulled out of her, and David groaned again as the young man ignored her semen-slick sphincter and thrust straight into her pussy’s soft clutches. Steve thrashed in and out of her in a way that made it clear he had waited too long for the pleasure. Hanging his head in mingled relief and shame, he came almost at once. Darren impatiently took his place, and punctuated each of his energetic thrusts with a hard slap from his open palm across her bottom as it quivered beneath his pumping hips.

  David could guess the effect the spanking was having on her, and his cockhead swelled in anticipation of her reaction. He did not have long to wait, and Minnie’s scream as she climaxed was clearly audible to him even through the thick glass of the windshield. His grip on himself tightened as he watched an orgasm sweep through her slender young body with all the force of the tide breaking behind her. With Gary’s cock buried in her mouth, she bucked wildly back against Darren’s hips, milking the spunk out of his pulsing cock and, unknown to her, out of David’s as well.

  The thick jet of his sperm sprayed the dashboard, and trickled slowly down the face of the speedometer. But whereas he had arrived at the point of perfect relaxation, the boys were far from finished with Minnie.

  She was lying on her back now. Gary was kneeling between her legs, and Paul was crouched behind her. Steve and Darren were positioned at her shoulders, and David watched with interest as they reached down over her body, and pulled her ankles up over her head. The last thing he saw before he got up and went to bed was Gary forcing his thick dick into her invitingly proffered bottom.

  David woke up first, and kissed Minnie lightly on the cheek. ‘Time for breakfast,’ he whispered. ‘You must be starving after all the exercise you got last night.’

  She murmured a sleepy protest, and turned over on her side.

  He pulled back one of the curtains to look outside. It was raining hard, and the two other RVs were gone.

  The coast looked a desolate place in the rain. The gentle waves of the previous day had turned into white-capped mountains, and the wind drove a blinding spray across the highway.

  Minnie turned up the heater. ‘I love this weather,’ she sighed happily.

  ‘It’s nice,’ David agreed, ‘but it makes driving rather difficult.’

  ‘Should we stop?’

  ‘We’ve got a long way to go.’

  ‘So, what’s the rush? Pull over for a minute and I’ll make us some coffee.’

  David used the break to stretch his legs out on the sofa. Minnie brought over their coffee, and sat down beside him.

  For several minutes neither one of them said a word as they sipped their coffee, gazing out at the rain swept scene.

  ‘Listen to that...’ she broke their silence. ‘I love that sound.’ She glanced up at the roof and cocked her head in that puppyish way that delighted David.

  He smiled at her almost affectionately, and reached for his cigarettes. ‘Reminds me of family holidays in Llandudno,’ he remarked.

  She accepted a cigarette. ‘Back home?’

  He nodded, and studied a seagull hungrily patrolling the beach while being mercilessly buffeted by the wind.

  ‘Do you miss it?’ she asked tentatively.

  ‘Only when the weather’s like this.’ He thought about home for a while before adding, ‘But the longer you stay away, the easier it is to forget; your friends, your family, everything.’

  ‘Well, you’ve got me now.’

  ‘For a while.’ He kissed her gently on the lips.

  ‘For always,’ she whispered earnestly. ‘I can look after you. I’ll do whatever you want. You know I will. You saw me last night, I - ’

  ‘I saw a young girl having a lot of fun with some young men, and she looked very happy indeed.’

  ‘She was, but she’s much happier here now with you.’

  ‘We’ll have many more good times before we have to worry about you going back home, Minnie, I promise.’ He lifted her skirt, and was disappointed to observe that she was wearing a skimpy pair of panties.

  ‘I shaved in the shower this morning,’ she told him proudly. ‘Would you like to see?’

  ‘Mm,’ he murmured, smiling.

  She left her cigarette burning in the ashtray as she stood up, pushed her panties down, and stepped out of them.

  He patted the table in front of him.

  She climbed up on it and sat cross-legged before him holding her skirt up around her waist, revealing a beautifully smooth mound cleaved by a neat line. She did not have full and well-defined sex lips; they were more like two slender petals on either side of her pussy’s dark heart. David idly caressed the inside of one of her thighs and blew smoke over her pudenda.

  ‘Oh,’ she moaned, shivering, ‘that’s nice.’

  ‘I like it like this,’ he said. ‘A shaved pussy looks so nice and neat and clean.’

  Minnie hiked her skirt up even higher, and gazed down at herself. Then she retrieved her cigarette, took a drag, and blew the smoke over her smooth mound. ‘When I was little, I was so desperate for my beaver to start growing,’ she mused. ‘Me and my girlfriends used to examine each other to see if we could spot any tiny hairs sprouting, and now look at me, I’ve shaved it all off.’

  Casually, he slipped two fingers up inside her. She tossed her head back and let out a long, low moan of pleasure.

  He finger-fucked her slowly, enjoying the control he possessed over the young beauty.

  Panting, her eyes closed, she began grinding herself against his fingers, desperately trying to get him to rub her clitoris with the heel of his hand.

  ‘Get up on your knees and turn around,’ he instructed, pulling his fingers out of her clinging slickness. The fresh scent of her pleasure was discernable through the stale smell of cigarette smoke.

  She did as she was told, positioning herself on the table with her bottom facing him, her skirt still bunched up around her waist. She did not have an ounce of fat on her, but her figure was still appealingly curvaceous.

  David leaned forward and touched her tightly puckered little arsehole with the tip of his tongue. Then he lifted her soft cheeks in both his hands, and licked each one in turn like scoops of vanilla ice cream, breathing in the clean scent of her freshly washed skin, and the deeper, almost syrupy odour of her arousal. Then he began finger-fucking her pussy again, deliberately taking his time as he pushed two digits up inside her as deeply as they would go, and then pulled them all the way out again to teasingly caress her sex lips with his fingertips.

  When his fingers were deep inside her she rocked back and forth on his hand, whimpering as her swelling clit sought his elusive caress. He seemed to be deliberately tormenting her by ignoring it, and a slight sheen of perspiration broke out on her skin from the desperate effort she was making to come; to harvest all the delicious sensations his touch was blooming inside her in the form of a hot and juicy and utterly gratifying climax.

  He pulled his fingers out of her pussy, stood up, and walked around the small table to face her.

  She looked up at him, her dark eyes wide with a hunger that pleaded to be fed, and she finally saw him preparing her meal as he unbuckled his belt. But he did not unzip his pants. He simply pulled his belt off and wrapped it around his hand several times, leaving just enough of the strap hanging from his fist to beat her with. She moaned as he held it up in front of her face. His expression was unreadable, but she instinctively knew what he wanted from her. Closing her eyes, she puckered her lips and dutifully kissed the cool, firm leather. And the thought that she was about to feel the belt’s cruel cut against her de
fenceless skin almost brought her to orgasm without her having to touch herself. The stab of fear and pleasure she experienced knowing he was about to be cruel and whip her affected her clitoris almost as intensely as an actual physical pressure. Then he stepped around behind her again and she fell forward onto her hands, weak and breathless with excitement.

  His first blow was a feint, a whisper-light caress across her bottom, and it nearly made her delirious with anticipation as she kept her buttocks thrust obediently up in the air for him. ‘Oh, God, beat me,’ she begged, ‘please!’

  A rush of blood stretched David’s cock almost to bursting. His instinct was to sink his erection between her pert cheeks and ride her for all she was worth. But he resisted his primeval programming for a while in favour of the infinitely more subtle pleasures of the mind. He knew she was already well into a powerfully arousing world of her own making, in which his will was God, and the power he had over her turned her on like a divine revelation. It was a world in which the law of gravity was reduced to the pressure of her own fingertips against her clitoris, and the feel of a belt burning across her flesh was all she would ever need to know of heaven and hell.

  ‘Oh, God, please use me,’ she gasped. ‘You can do anything you want to me - anything. You can - ’ Her plea turned into a sharp cry as he answered her prayer and landed the belt viciously in the tender space between her rounded cheeks and slender thighs. Then he struck her again just a little higher, on the intensely sensitive skin at the base of her buttocks, which quivered beautifully as the leather sliced into them. She screamed, and her entire body tensed when an orgasm lanced up through her body and pulled her head back as if an invisible force was riding her.

  A full fifteen minutes later, waves of pleasure were still surging up between her parted thighs. David had turned her over onto her back, and subjected her to another searing climax simply by slapping the belt lightly across her pussy, just barely catching her clit with the firm leather, but it was enough to send her over the edge again, and then again.

  Now she was still lying there with her skirt hiked up around her waist as they both smoked another cigarette. She was gazing up at the ceiling, lost in her own world as she idly played with herself, and he slowly stroked his rigid cock, watching her.

  ‘I love it when you beat me,’ she said dreamily. ‘You wanted me to fuck those guys, didn’t you? You’re not punishing me for that now, are you?’

  ‘No, I’m not, but you also wanted it.’

  ‘Yes, I did,’ she admitted. ‘Yet it wasn’t right, was it? It’s not right to let a bunch of guys do whatever they want to you, especially after you just met them. I knew they were only using me, but I didn’t care because I knew I had your permission. And that’s what made it so naughty, knowing it was what you wanted, for all of them to fuck me like that even though it was wrong. If you hadn’t been there, and if I hadn’t been doing it to please you, it wouldn’t have been the same. I think I would have felt cheap, and scared. But you were there, so I didn’t have to be scared, and I felt wicked and beautiful, not cheap, because I was obeying you and doing what you wanted. I did it just to please you.’

  ‘You did it just to please me,’ he echoed quietly, drawing thoughtfully on his cigarette and then blowing the warm dry smoke straight into her hot wet pussy.

  ‘Yes,’ she answered fervently. ‘I never want to stop pleasing you because you understand me.’

  ‘Have you learned anything in the time we’ve been together, Minnie?’

  ‘Oh yes, I’ve learned to love cock,’ she confessed bluntly. ‘I’ve learned to love what a man can make me feel.’

  ‘And what else?’

  She thought about it for some time. ‘I’ve learned to be myself,’ she said at last. ‘I’ve learned not to be afraid of my own feelings because some people might think they’re strange.’

  ‘That’s good.’

  ‘I think,’ she put out her cigarette abruptly and slid off the table, ‘I’m going to be myself from now on.’ She made as if to straddle him.

  ‘Naked,’ he said firmly.

  She promptly pushed off her wrinkled skirt, and then stood motionless before him so he could inspect her. She was a beautiful young specimen, and totally willing to please. He was more than ready for her, and with a simple nod of his head, he commanded her to mount him. She responded by flinging her leg over his thighs, and guiding his stiff cock into her eager slot.

  ‘Easy,’ he murmured, ‘put it in slowly.’

  She had trouble obeying him she was so anxious to feel his prick sliding into her, but she managed to take her time stabbing herself with him, and when she finally felt him sinking into her, she moaned in ecstasy and closed her eyes.

  ‘Now move slowly,’ he instructed her, ‘and let me enjoy you.’

  Resisting the urge to bounce wildly up and down on his shaft, she forced herself to relax and slide her clinging pussy slowly up and down his full length while he fondled her breasts and sucked gently on her nipples. Then he sat back and caressed her toned flesh, following the curves of her waist as it flared gently out to her hips. He slipped a finger into her mouth, and let her suck on it passionately before he pulled it out, reached down behind her, and thrust it up into her bottom.

  She squirmed and moaned and her vaginal muscles gripped his rigid penis even harder as the electric current of yet another climax began spreading through her pelvis. It was a nice feeling for him, and he got her to milk his cock even harder with her pussy by finger-fucking her arse, pushing his invading digit in deep to feel her squeeze his prick in response. He controlled her pleasure by manipulating all her senses while satisfying all of his own. He licked and tasted her skin, smelled the scent of her arousal, listened to her moans, and admired her body riding up and down his erection as her cunt squeezed him lovingly, and more and more urgently.

  ‘You know, of course,’ he began quietly, feeling the moment had come for him to drop the bomb, ‘that you have to go home soon.’

  ‘What?’ she gasped. ‘But you said - ’

  ‘I’m sorry,’ he cut her off, ‘but you said you would do anything I told you to do, and very soon I’m going to tell you to go home, and you’re going to obey me.’

  Tears sprang into her eyes, and her bottom lip trembled as she swallowed her protests.

  ‘But we still have some time left together,’ he relented, ‘so don’t cry.’

  ‘Then I want the time we have left to be perfect,’ she said fervently.

  ‘I’m going to test you,’ he warned.

  ‘How?’ She continued to ride him slowly, not allowing his pleasure to overflow so she could keep his cock solidly embedded inside her for as long as possible.

  ‘I want you to go away for two nights,’ he informed her, ‘so I can see how you react when I’m not around. You’ll be with someone else, and they’ll have the same power over you that I do.’

  ‘But - ’

  ‘I want you to be another man’s slave for two nights,’ he stated bluntly.

  ‘Yes, master,’ she said softly, lowering her eyes, ‘whatever you want. When do you - ?’

  ‘Tonight. I’ll take you to a truck stop on the highway, and you’ll hitch a ride with one of the drivers.’

  She gasped in pleasure as his forceful tone mingled with the experience of his rock-hard penis sliding in and out of her pussy, which yielded to him and clung to him in the way all her feelings seemed to.

  ‘I’ll choose the driver, and then you’ll go with him and make sure he’s pleased with you... very pleased with you. Do you understand?’

  She bit her lip and nodded, her cheeks flushing with shame at how much the thought excited her, and because she was very close to coming again.

  ‘This is to be part of your training, Minnie. It will teach you that pleasure can be experienced with just about anyone if you’re
willing to give something of yourself, or in this case, all of yourself.’ He gripped her hips and began sliding her swiftly up and down his pulsing erection. ‘You’re to hold nothing back from this man. You’re to give him everything he wants, no matter what it is.’

  ‘Yes, master,’ she cried, ‘yes... oh yes...’ She wrapped her arms around his neck as she climaxed, trembling against him as he ejaculated deep inside her, depositing his seed along with his commands in what felt like the very core of her being.

  Chapter 4

  The rain continued for most of the day, during which they sat in the back of the RV enjoying the grand spectacle of thunderstorms playing themselves out across the western sky. Then they ate some dinner, and set off through a murky twilight in search of a truck stop.

  Minnie grew increasingly apprehensive. All day she had been hoping David had only been saying all that about her having to be another man’s slave for two nights in order to turn himself on as he fucked her. But when a tacky red-and-blue neon sign lit up the drizzling dusk and he turned off the highway towards it, her heart skipped a beat when she realised he had meant it all.

  Her stomach knotted when she saw two long rows of trucks parked neatly behind each other to form a strangely brooding metal caravan.

  David pulled up in front of the diner, and she managed to flash him a smile as she opened her door and followed him out into the cool night. The knocking sounds coming from inside the RV’s hood seemed unusually loud to her, and she was grateful for the engine’s warmth as she shivered and hugged herself. Then David took her arm and she leaned gratefully against him, somehow controlling the urge to hug him and cling to him as tenaciously as a terrified kitten.