In a Car

They were cruising down the highway at 50 miles per hour after their date night. Veronica and Daisy spent the evening dancing at an outdoor musical festival. Three months ago, Veronica surprised Daisy with tickets. When Daisy realized one of her favorite bands were playing, she all but jumped and squealed, picking Veronica up off her feet and kissing her soundly on the lips. The evening filled with dancing and kissing while bands played until the stars were shining.

Now, the windows were rolled down on a hot summer night. Daisy’s feet were hanging out in the breeze while Veronica drove with a protective arm around Daisy’s headrest. Daisy placed a hand on her girlfriend’s knee. She looked over at the woman who had captured her heart. Her dark hair waving in the breeze, her usually pale skin tanned by the sun, the straps of her colorful tank top spilling off her shoulders, and her baggy jeans sashaying off her hips. Reminding Daisy that Veronica’s confidence and swagger fascinated her from the moment they met.

A mutual friend had introduced them at a party. Daisy showing because her roommate and a best friend dragged her claiming she was too introverted and needed to branch out if she was ever going to meet someone. Veronica, one of the hosts of the party, waltzed up and introduced herself immediately. Daisy remembered the self-assured woman locking eyes with her and asking her to dance. She thought she would be too shy to keep the outgoing woman’s attention, but Veronica was wholly engrossed in every word she had to say. They ended the party in the backyard, making out amongst the stars of the night sky.

Tonight’s sky reminded her of that night. Veronica’s hands curled in her hair, her tongue running along her neck, and her arms wrapped around her tightly. Smiling at the memories, Daisy remembered those first moments made her feel tingly all over. She didn’t realize that a huge grin was plastered across her face.

“What are you smiling at, babe?”

Daisy looked over. Veronica was smiling over at her while trying to keep her eyes focused on the road. There were no other headlights to be seen for miles. Just their one car on the open road.

“I was remembering the night we met,” Daisy admitted, leaning her head against her hand. She reached over and began tracing patterns on girlfriend’s knee.

Veronica smiled back at her, “What about it?”

“I was remembering how sweet you were to me,” Daisy replied, leaning closer and kissing her behind the ear, “and how much I wanted to fuck you.”

The dark haired girl laughed sinfully, “You do know that I wanted to fuck you senseless?”

“Then why didn’t you?” Daisy asked, running her fingers above her knee. She got frustrated that her girlfriend’s baggy jeans that made it hard to feel the thigh underneath.

“I was trying to be respectful,” Veronica insisted, her breathing getting deeper. She looked down at the hand getting closer and closer to a surprise she had hidden for her girl, “You seemed like a good girl.”

“Do you think I’m a good girl now?” Daisy asked, running her fingers higher until Veronica caught the hand before it reached its destination.

“You’re my good girl now,” Veronica answered, kissing the palm of her hand. Daisy moaned, running her hand down the base of her throat. She could feel the panties under her skirt getting soaked. She loved when Veronica talked dirty to her. It was a fun game they played together.

“Why won’t you let me touch you?” Daisy asked, looking down between her girlfriend’s legs, suddenly noticing a weird way the jeans were folding. When Veronica only smirked at her, Daisy pressed harder, “Vic, why won’t you let me touch you?”

Veronica was still holding onto her hand, trying to keep her eyes on the road, “It’s a surprise, baby.”

Daisy was never a fan of surprises. She used her other hand to unbutton her girlfriend's jeans, reached in, and pulled out a large purple strap-on. She looked up at her girlfriend, her mouth open wide in shock, “Have you been wearing this all night?”

“Yes,” Veronica confessed, trying to focus on the road. Daisy wasn’t supposed to see it so early. She planned a romantic evening for when they got back to her apartment. She had set out a bottle of wine, her girlfriend’s favorite takeout in the fridge for when she got hungry at three in the morning, and a completely free weekend to hide away.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Daisy whined, clenching with need as she imagined the toy inside her, “I would have been sucking your dick all night.”

Veronica moaned. Daisy’s voice was becoming softer and and breathier, and it was driving her crazy. She could hear the arousal building.

The other woman looked down at the toy in her girlfriend’s lap. The choice of baggy jeans was suddenly becoming more clear. Even though she felt robbed that it had been kept from her, she decided to make the most of the situation, “Maybe I’ll start now.”

Veronica almost protested, but the sight of looking down as Daisy’s lips wrapped around her cock silenced her. She forced her eyes on the road, wrapping one hand in her hair as it bobbed up and down. She found herself whispering, “Fuck…”

It shouldn’t have surprised her anymore. It had come as sort of a shock that Daisy was utterly filthy in the bedroom. She loved being dominated, and she loved provoking her girlfriend. She could hear Daisy moaning around the toy. She had to actively resist the urge to shut her eyes. She had already been fantasizing what would happen when they got home. Wearing the toy, especially when Daisy was unaware, made her feel powerful and she loved the surprised gleeful look on her girlfriend’s face when she realized she was wearing it. It was her favorite toy.

Daisy silently praised her girlfriend that the jeans were bagging enough that she could squeeze her fingers inside, feeling the wetness leaking out of her, and maneuvering them so she could run her fingers along her girlfriend’s folds. Above her, Veronica moaned and pulled tighter on her hair. Daisy knew her girl well enough to know it was encouragement to continue.

“That’s a good girl,” Veronica’s moans became more profound as she slid down slightly, allowing Daisy more room to move, “That’s my fucking naughty girl.”

After a few minutes of delicious attention, Veronica looked over to the passenger seat. Daisy’s knees were on the seat cushion with her chest over the center console. Her ass arched into the air, just begging to be spanked.

Daisy felt the sharp sting and moaned. Spanking was not new for them. Daisy had cum hard from Veronica spanking her on several occasions. She welcomed the sensation of getting punished with her girlfriend’s dick shoved into her mouth. Moaning, she took the cock deeper into her mouth and pushed two fingers into her girlfriend’s pussy.

“Fuck, oh my god, Daisy,” Veronica breathed, trying not to shut her eyes or close off her view of the road.

“Your cock is so big, baby,” Daisy breathed, taking in large gasps of air as she twisted her fingers inside of her girlfriend... Veronica grabbed the back of her neck again, squeezing tightly. Daisy began rocking her hips against the air, desperate for friction but unable to get any, “I want you to shove this cock in any fucking hole you like.”

Without any hesitation, Veronica veered off the road. Within seconds, she forced the car into park and shut it off—turning off the headlights in the process and locking all the doors. The empty highway suddenly darker than before. She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned her seat back as far as possible. Romantic night, be damned.

“Then get on and fucking ride it, you slut.”

Daisy grinned, feeling safe with Veronica’s hand still pressed against the back of her neck. She kicked off her shoes, tore her underwear off, and threw it on the floor of the car. She straddled her girlfriend, placing her hands on her shoulders for balance as she slowly lowered herself down onto the purple cock.

She let out a deep moan as she slid down, knowing that Veronica loved it when she was vocal. Sucking on Veronica’s cock had made her so completely wet she felt like she was drowning. She loved the sensation of being so full of her girlfriend. It was amazing how well they knew each other's bodies, limits, and the ways to drive each other crazy.

Daisy kept lowering until she felt her cheeks hit the base of the toy. She captured Veronica’s lips in a searing kiss, and she began thrusting up and down. Veronica held her steady by placing her hands on her hips as she got her rhythm. Daisy rocked back and forth and up and down, moaning against her girlfriend's bright red lips.

Veronica’s hands moved from her hips down the back, cupping her ass. She ran her hands underneath her skirt, her nails leaving red marks. She took her palm and slapped it hard against her left asscheek, the sound echoing around the car.

“Thank you,” Daisy whimpered against her lips. She placed her face in the crook of Veronica’s neck. Veronica rubbed her hand soothingly against the skin where she had just slapped. Daisy let out little moans of appreciation, “Can I have another?”

“When you’ve earned it,” Veronica teased, running her hand back up and into her girlfriend’s hair. She pulled tightly on it earning her a gasp from the woman above her.

“What can I do to earn it?” Daisy asked, panting as she continued to thrust up and down. The grip on her hair sending shockwaves down to her toes. She loved when Veronica controlled her like this, dangled what she wanted most in front of her, and then fucked her raw until she could barely breathe. After, she would calm her down, comfort her, and promise her all the love in the world.

“You can ride my cock like the good little whore you are,” Veronica responded, enjoying the view of Daisy fucking herself.

“Happily,” Daisy breathed as she continued to ride. As she moved, she made sure to brush her breasts against her girlfriend.

Veronica let out a long disinterested sigh, but Daisy knew it was more than that. Veronica knew that acting blase would drive Daisy to fuck herself even harder. Proving herself made the reward at the end so much sweeter. Behind Veronica’s stoic demeanor, arousal swam through her system. It soaked her underwear, and her thighs were sticking together.

So, Daisy fucker herself harder, vocalizing every gasp and moan.

“Fuck, Veronica. Vic—oh my god, please. You feel so good. Please spank me,” Daisy begged. Her nipples were scratching against her shirt. With no regard for any car that passed them on the highway, she tore it off. She continued to ride her girlfriend’s cock, begging and pleading, “Please, Vic, you feel so good. I need you.”

Veronica smiled, pleased with her girlfriend. She played with Daisy’s nipple with one hand. Veronica loved her breasts, and she loved how extremely sensitive they were. One of her favorite games was driving Daisy to insanity by just playing with them until she was on the brink of an orgasm before fucking her senseless.

“Good girl,” Veronica praised, slapping Daisy’s ass again.

“I wish you could cum inside me, baby,” Daisy admitted. She had never let this particular fantasy slip out before, but she couldn’t stop the words from coming out of her.

“I would fill you up if I could,” Veronica gritted between her teeth, her grip on Daisy’s hips tightening. In a surprising display of strength and coordination, Veronica flipped them over, so Daisy’s back landed on the seat. Veronica began pounding away, “I would fuck you every night filling this pussy up.”

Veronica slapped her on the ass again. Daisy moaned louder, placing one leg up bracing herself against the roof near the window, the other settling against the center part of the dashboard. She let her head fall back against the headrest as her girlfriend thrust harder inside of her. Veronica reached out took Daisy’s hand, pinning it back and above her head. She laced their fingers together. It was part of their silent agreement. If things ever got out of hand or felt overwhelming, Daisy could squeeze her fingers three times to slow down.

Daisy’s heart swelled every time Veronica silently checked in on her. Veronica never hesitated to make her feel safe and loved, even when immersed in debauchery.

When she received no squeezes, Veronica rewarded her with another slap. She loved the sound her palm made when it hit Daisy’s skin. Daisy loved the bruises that would be left after nights when she begged her girlfriend to slap harder. Veronica would build her up so slowly because she loved hearing her turn into a begging wreck.

“You’re my sexy girl,” Veronica told her, kissing and circling Daisy’s ear with her tongue. Every dirty thing Veronica let fall from her lips kept the firing raging inside Daisy. The heat within her swelling as Veronica whispered, “You’re mine. Do you know that? Can you remember that when your head is full of all those dirty thoughts? This is my pussy, and I will do what I want to it.”

“Yes, it’s all yours,” Daisy promised, giving herself completely over, feeling her wet arousal flowing onto her thighs, “I’m all yours. This is all for you.”

“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t think,” Veronica promised, but Daisy was already beyond comprehension. She was muttering agreements and pleading to be fucked harder. Veronica continuously spanking her. Keeping one hand’s fingers laced with Daisy’s, she took the other hand and placed it gently on her collarbone. She gently wrapped her fingers around her neck without squeezing—yet. She waited to see if she if she would get the signal. When she didn’t, she began squeezing.

“Yes,” Daisy screamed, her eyes almost rolling into the back of her head. Completely relaxed and aware of each subtle movement, she fell limp. Her eyes danced wildly behind her shut eyelids.

She chanted Veronica’s name throughout her erupting orgasm. She held on for dear life, allowing Veronica to fuck the breath out of her. Veronica moved her hand from the front of her throat and wrapped it behind to hold her steady as she started kissing her. Daisy threw herself into the kiss, desperately trying to show her appreciation.

As they kissed, Veronica began to slow down and let Daisy come down from her orgasm. She continued to kiss her over and over. She moved from her lips and kissed her hair and neck, showering her with soft affection. Daisy muttering ramblings, not even sure what she was saying. Her mind was blank. She was in complete bliss.

Daisy’s fingers and toes spasmed from aftershocks. She was grinning from ear to ear. The power of her orgasm overtaking her beyond words. She could only hold onto her girlfriend while she accepted the kisses being peppered all over her skin.

“I love you,” Veronica murmured against sweaty skin. Daisy squealed, trying to hold her tighter, but she wasn’t sure if her muscles had regained function.

“I love you too,” Daisy promised, kissing her girlfriend’s temple. Veronica continued laying on top of her as their breathing slowed down. Daisy basked in the weight and safety of the woman above her. She began playing with the dark hair resting on her shoulder. She twisted in between her fingers and ran her fingers through it. Her girlfriend let out little hums and sighs.

When Veronica began to move around, Daisy reached up and kissed her. Veronica melted into the kiss. It was slow and lazy.

“You know,” Veronica began, “I had this whole romantic night planned for you.”

“Who says this isn’t romantic?”

Veronica laughed, kissing her over and over, “I’m serious. Wine, take-out, and I was going to take you on a proper bed.”

“We can still do all those things,” Daisy countered, a splitting grin on her face, “Eat the takeout over some wine, regain some energy, and then I believe I have some thanking to do.”

“Oh, do you?”

“Yeah, you see, my girlfriend just gave me this insane orgasm, and I think that requires an epic thank you.”

“And what might that be?”

“Well, for starters,” Daisy began, slipping her hand back underneath the strap-on and playing with the wet folds there, “I think it includes me spending a couple of hours between your legs.”

Veronica rocked against her hand as two fingers slid inside of her.

“Baby,” she moaned desperately, “you have no idea what you do to me.”

Daisy continued her thrusting. She loved the feeling of her Veronica’s walls clenching around her fingers. She rubbed her thumb over her clit.

Gasping, Veronica leaned in and let her lips slide over Daisy’s. Her breathing was shallow and hoarse. Watching Daisy cum always stirred up deep desires. Her tongue began tangling with Daisy’s. She reached out and ran her fingers through blonde hair.

“You’re such a good girl,” Veronica muttered, “Yes… fuck me good like that.”

“Yes, baby,” Daisy dutifully responded, thrusting inside her faster. She continued to play with her clit, rubbing her thumb in circular motions.

“Yes,” Veronica sighed, “Yes, just like that. If you make me cum, I’ll give you three more orgasms when we get home. If you stop, I’ll tie you up and make you watch as I fuck myself as punishment.”

Daisy groaned and began curling her fingers. Knowing that Veronica held her threats, she didn’t even consider it. She knew she wouldn’t be able to stand any more teasing. She knew herself well. She would be begging to fuck her until her voice was hoarse.

“You’re so beautiful, Vic,” Daisy said, her voice filled with complete and utter devotion, “I can’t wait to feel your cum all over my fingers. You are my everything. You own me completely. I’m all yours.”

Veronica cried, her back arching in pleasure. She shuddered as she came hard against Daisy’s fingers. Her thighs were shaking as she slammed hard against them. She loved feeling Daisy deep in her as she pounded away during her orgasm. Her promises of love, devotion, and ownership sending her off the cliff. Daisy curled her fingers again, rubbing against the rough patch when Veronica screamed her name and her cum leaked all over Daisy’s fingers.

“Good,” Veronica took deep breaths, “Good girl.”

Daisy smiled in pride. She took her fingers slowly out. She made sure Veronica was watching as she slid them into her mouth and licked them clean. Veronica kissed her, loving the taste of herself on her girlfriend’s lips.

“Let’s get home,” Veronica murmured, “You’ve earned something special.”

Daisy smiled as Veronica gave her room to navigate back over to the passenger’s seat. Veronica returned the toy inside her pants, adjusting the seat back to its normal position while Daisy pulled her shirt back over her head.

Veronica started the car, but not before pulling Daisy back in for one more kiss. She hit the gas, intending to get home as fast as possible.