A VERY MERRY XXX-MAS: PART 2 OF 3

“You sure you’re comfortable with that stick?”

I was always a bit anxious when she drove my red ’67 Corvette, the one I’d spent a full year restoring but I could tell she was in a mood to control tonight… a talent she would certainly need in the minutes ahead.

She just wrinkled her nose at me and tossed her long red hair. “I’m good with any stick!” She gunned the engine and ground the gears on purpose as punishment for my comment.

I leaned over from my bucket seat, turned up the heat, and directed the fan between her legs. She squirmed but said nothing. After a minute, I parted her trench coat and ran my fingers on the inside of her right thigh from her knee up to her bikini bottom.

“Ummm…,” was all she managed. The car drifted out of lane a moment and then she righted the course.

“Sure you can handle it?”

She looked at me, eyes now deep green and just smiled and refocused on the road so I pulled aside the small patch of cloth and slipped one finger inside her. Her left leg braced against the floor board.

“I can delve deeper if you’d like.”

No answer so I slipped two fingers inside a full three inches. I couldn’t believe how wet she was, as if she had been thinking about it since she had first revved up the car in the garage. Five minutes of gentle, rhythmic thrusting and then my thumb gently caressed in a circle around her clit, careful not to touch it just yet. Another moan escaped her lips.

“I have something special for you tonight.”

She downshifted and braked as we came to a red light. “Jesus Christ Ryan, what?!”

I laughed when I saw how flushed she was and how her nipples were so erect. The light turned green and she gunned it. When we reached 40, I slipped my two fingers completely up her and she inadvertently floored the car. The deep throated roar of the custom 455 engine rammed both of us into our seats as we cleared 60 before she slowed us down.

I reached behind me and pulled announced her early Christmas present. “The Orgasmitron 7000. My personal invention and gift to you!”

She looked at it, eyes lit up and then her face slumped. “Oh, Ryan. That’s… nice.”

I could tell she was disappointed. A vibrator only four inches long, maybe an inch in diameter, not something that would excite my darling. But, I was a clever bastard. This model had many control settings built into it.

“Don’t judge a book by its cover or a dildo by its size.”

As wet as she was it slipped completely inside her. She squirmed, still pleased at the feel and it had a second appendage with a knob on it which pushed up against her clit.

“Ready?”

“Do your worst!”

That’s all I needed. I flicked my first switch and both parts started to vibrate. After a few minutes she literally purred.

“Sure you got the car under control?”

She was breathing heavy, but not overly hot and bothered yet, and simply said, “Of course.”

I flicked the second switch and the filament inside glowed, heating the oil core three degrees above body temperature. As it warmed, the dildo also expanded in diameter to a full two inches. Her left leg began to tremble and she bit her lip.

“Better honey?”

Her nod was quick. I could tell she was having some trouble controlling the car.

I flicked the third switch and it slowly grew in length from four to six inches… and then shrank… then grew. Back and forth at a slow steady pace. The extension was firm but had a soft exterior skin and the oil inside was able to seep through pores to lubricate the movement.

“Ahhh… fuck,” escaped her lips as she gripped the steering wheel tighter.

The fourth switch… The tip against her clit increased its vibration and the temperature of the dildo rose another two degrees.

Minutes passed, her breasts were heaving now, her lips parted slightly, her tongue just visible between her teeth.

The fifth switch… The dildo also began to vibrate, and then rotate, as it slowly grew and retracted from four to its full nine inch length.

Becka blurted, “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” and the car jerked left and then right back into the lane.

I was pretty fucking nervous at this point, thinking she’d kill us both. She must have sensed some hesitation because she yelled, “Finish it. FINISH IT!”

The sixth switch… The pace quickened. In… out… in…. out. In, out, in, out, in, out. The dildo’s vibration increased. I left it running for a full five minutes.

The seventh and final switch… the coup de grace. The tip touching her clit opened and gently sucked on it, all the time increasing the vibration.

She screeched, “Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!!”

Both legs stiffened, hitting the brake and gas pedal simultaneously. The car swerved off the road into an empty field and did a 360. I frantically kicked her foot off the accelerator and just before rolling over we sk**ded to a stop.

Her face was flushed, knuckles white grasping the wheel. One gorgeous breast had sprung loose from her bikini top. Both legs were splayed open and I could see the seat was covered in pussy juice.

When she had caught her breath she looked at me. “You’ll get what you deserve tonight!”

I just smiled back. “I’m counting on your ingenuity, my dear.”