Conviction(6)



Jet sits on the leather seat next to me and we both stare between Lara’s legs at her bare * for a few seconds.

“Top or tail?” I ask him.

“Hmmm, I might have a little taste first, then tail.” The girl doesn’t say a word. Jet must’ve told her what we like, what we expect while I was talking to the kid. Quiet, compliant, no questions asked. Just do as you’re told, speak when you’re spoken to and don’t ever expect a rerun. What you’ll get in return will be a night to remember and some mind-blowing sex that will push all your boundaries and the best orgasms and drugs of your life.

Jet lifts the mirror up to his face and snorts a line up each nostril through the platinum straw that he always carries with him. He passes the mirror to me and I hoover up my two lines quickly.

I’m about to pass it across to Lara when Jet jumps in, “Na ah man, I wanna play.” He crawls on his knees over to Lara and then reaches out to me for the mirror, which I pass back to him. He tips the whole lot onto the front of her *. Then he just leaves it sitting there. “Put your feet up on the seat sweetheart and open those legs just as wide as you can for me.”

Without saying a word, she does as she’s told. Jet leans forward and licks from her arse to her clit and I watch as she shudders.

“You like that?” I ask. She looks down her body and across to me and nods.

“She tastes good Reed, you wanna try?”

Fuck that, I don’t lick no chick’s twat, especially one that’s naked in the back of a limo ten minutes after meeting me. Ergh. Who knows who or what’s been there before me? I like sex with randoms, but I have certain standards. I don’t put my lips on their mouth, so there’s no way I’d be putting my lips on their minge. If they want to put their lips on my dick, that’s fine by me, their call. I don’t make no one do anything they don’t want to. I might coax, bribe or tempt but never force.

“Na, I’m good. You do what you gotta do first, dude.” Without hesitation, he pushes two fingers inside her.

“Oh God,” she moans as he begins to move them in and out. Her eyes are closed and her back and hips are arching off the seat. Jet looks over his shoulder and gestures for me to join him. He pulls his fingers from inside the girl and sucks on them. I think he’s going back in, but instead he dips his wet fingers into the coke and starts scooping it inside her, moving his two fingers in and out as she moans and arches her back, once again lifting her arse and hips off of the car seat.

My dick’s hard, now the coke’s kicking in. My heart rate accelerates and I want to get involved. I reach over to the centre console and find the condoms and throw one to Jet.

“Turn her around,” I order him. I sit back up on the seat opposite and undo my jeans. I pull out my cock and start to stroke myself as Lara crawls on her knees toward me. I lift her chin so she’s looking me in the eye. “Jet’s gonna f*ck you from behind. I want to f*ck your mouth while he does that. Is that all good with you?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “Can I have another line of coke first?”

I nod my head. “Just one though, he’s shoved at least two lines inside you, it’ll absorb through your skin soon and you’ll start to feel it hit you.”

She winks. “I already can. One more line and I’ll be good to go for the rest of the night. I know my limits.” I pass her the mirror and she lines up and snorts another hit. She’s on all fours on the floor of the limo. Jet’s on his knees behind her.

“Can I f*ck your arse?” he asks her.

She looks over her shoulder at him. “Do you have lube?”

Jet looks up at me and gestures to the console that divides the seat in half. We use this limo company all the time, they know exactly what to provide. I search inside, find what I’m looking for and toss the tube to Jet. Then I pass him the big pink vibrator that I’ve also found in there.

“Wonderful.” Jet winks.

Lara reaches out and takes my cock in her hand, she squeezes at the base and strokes up and down a couple of times before she flicks her tongue over my tip, pushing it into my slit as she does. My hips buck forward and my hand grips her hair. All the while, she takes me deeper down her throat. I tilt my head back on the car seat, enjoying the sensation of her hot mouth swallowing my cock as I watch Jet slide on a condom and lube up his fingers. I’m not gay or even bi for that matter. I’m not watching because I want to see, or admire his dick. I’m watching so I can tell him what to do, not that he doesn’t know, he’s a f*cking expert but he likes to be told and I like to tell him. I have to tell him. Not just him, anyone that’s involved has to be prepared for me to tell them exactly what to do. I have to be in control and I just love to push the boundaries, push people to their limits. Some are a bit resistant at first, especially if it goes against what they think is normal or right, but once you encourage them to give it a go, to just try it, they’re soon lost in the moment and giving themselves over to doing all kinds of wrong.

I nod my head toward the vibrator lying on the back seat. “Turn that on and push it inside her, but I don’t want her to come.” Jet reaches behind him for the toy. I pull Lara’s hair gently so she raises her eyes to once again meet mine. “Jet’s got a toy back there with him. You happy to play?” She nods with my cock still in her mouth. “Good girl. Just yell ‘shift’ if you want us to stop doing anything. You got that?” She nods again. “Suck my balls into your mouth and enjoy what we’re about to give ya.” I nod my head at Jet and feel Lara’s mouth tighten around me as he pushes the toy inside of her. “In and out slowly,” I tell him. She moans and the sound vibrates around my balls, which have both now been sucked into her hot mouth. “Suck my cock back in your mouth, Lara, take it as far down your throat as you can. Jet’s lubed his fingers and he’s gonna slide them in your arse. You want that?” She releases my balls from her mouth and I shudder as the cool air of the limo hits them.

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