Chris took off her thong and dropped the wet fabric to the ground. The wind blew against Nat's bare clit, giving her goosebumps and sending waves of pleasure through her body. He commanded her to roll onto her back and she did so eagerly. Her wild eyes met Chris's with excitement. She had dreamed of this for so long and now she was going to get what she always wanted. Her fantasies, and him.
Chris reached his hand up, wrapping his fingers around her slender neck, and started to choke her. It was her first time having someone intimately strangle her, she was surprised at how incredibly turned on it made her feel. She was falling into those internal emotions that made someone want to start fucking right then and there, dripping, her clit now wet with anticipation. Chris started to play with her and she let out a long moan, something sweet and uncontrolled, entirely unable to restrain herself. She squirmed on the bonnet desperate for more.
"Chris, please…. get inside me, I need to feel you. I need you to fill me up." She was reduced to begging and couldn’t help it. He said he was going to make a dare to her. To leave everything there. Her clothes, her phone, everything that was hers. To give up everything she owned so that Chris could own her instead. In between moans, she answered him, "Yes…. own me, Chris…. I want you to use me, make me your dirty little toy."
Nat had a leg over Chris' shoulder, and she couldn't help but to start grinding her slick pussy against him, feeling an arousing vibration as it slid across his skin. "I need you inside me, please..." She pleaded, biting her lip, her body bucking on the hood of the car to grind up against him, desperate for him to stretch her open and find out how tight she really was.