Re: Drive: Just outside the store [Adult themes]
She really didn't. She assumed the begging was about what they were doing. That she had no problem begging for. Look at her. And she felt hot, she felt burning, she would've begged for anything to make her body orgasm. It was a long time since she had any of this. They were kissing and fit together impressively well, there was no doubt in her mind they looked good together. Whoever this stranger was, it was a chance she was willing to take.
The strangling was a surprise. At first she thought maybe the woman was doing it out of passion, that she was gripping onto him the easiest way possible. Choking? Not a fetish. Oxygen prevention or breath play wasn't on her list of kinks. Still it wasn't tight enough she feared for her life. She knew this body was much stronger and more experienced than the put together woman, and beyond that, she was a lethal trained fighter herself. "Little tight there." She thought that was her exact intention.
She gingerly removed the redhead's hands from her neck but it wasn't a rejection, just a distraction from what she was doing. Their fingers thread together to keep it that way, and she turned the tables again. Not to roll them, but to push herself until she sat up. It only slightly modified the angle they were on since the woman was still pierced and full of her dick, her legs straddling her lap, thighs rested on top. This kept them close enough strangling was going to be tough, and then she wrapped arms around her partner. Fingers on her hips, bruising, encouraged her to keep riding, the space between them non-existent. Her nipples brushed against his chest with every roll. It was hot. "I'm getting close," she warned, and she wasn't there yet. It was on the edges.