Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2010 00:37:54 -0700 From: canada.girl Subject: Midnight Ride in Brighton Enjoy and don't be afraid to email me and let me know if you liked/disliked it--I thrive on feedback. This story is completely fictional and any commonalities between real people or circumstances is purely coincidental. Midnight Ride in Brighton When she looked over at Mia, the electricity between the two seemed to give the car that much more speed as it raced over the hills of Brighton. Claire loved the feeling of sitting next to Mia, cruising along, nowhere particular in mind, just sitting back and letting Mia do all the 'heavy lifting' with the stick shift car. As she gazed out the window at the trees zipping by, a song came on the radio that she saved to play only at times when she wanted to let loose and get crazy (aka when she drank). This song had a certain power over her; the seductive lyrics and entrancing beat made her body want to dance and kiss and fuck all at the same time. Needless to say, a certain tingly feeling began to creep up her body from her vag as she started to feel a warm moisture building. Mia, knowing Claire so well, immediately looked over at her friend as the song started on the radio. She loved how it affected her, and observed as Claire's legs relaxed and then flexed and her hands tightened and relaxed; her face was the most entertaining to watch, however, because on it, she could see Claire's green eyes darkening and her breathing start to come in shorter and shorter as she subconsciously licked her lips. Oh those lips; Mia could not resist those thick, dark pink lips glistening in the uneven lighting. Now off in her own adrenaline pumping world, Claire felt the urge to do something exciting. She reached down and grabbed Mia's hand controlling the gear shifter, and felt that engine roar to life while the car rocked backward and then shot forwards. That feeling of power mixed with the song was starting to intoxicate her ... "Hey, pull over will you?" Mia shot Claire a knowing, desirous look as she started driving towards her favourite spot in town. Before she was even fully parked under the bridge, Claire was on top of her, legs straddling and squeezing. Mia's hands reached up and ran through Claire's soft, curly hair, as Claire leaned in and grazed Mia's lips with her own. Although they deeply enjoyed playing mind games with one another, Claire was determined to get the upper hand this time. As she leaned in to kiss Mia, Claire let her lips lightly graze Mia's and pushed her hot breath onto them, causing those thick, juicy lips to quiver. She pulled away and stared into Mia's brown eyes and then repeated the process, much to Mia's dislike. "Stop teasing!" "I love it when I win." whispered Claire into Mia's ear. Claire ran the tip of her nose up and down the side of Mia's neck, and then did the same with her lips, and then her fingers. When there were enough goose bumps for her to be satisfied, she lightly and teasingly began to kiss her neck. The kisses started to grow more and more intense until she was sucking on Mia's neck, wanting so badly to mark her as her own. Tiny little red marks started showing up, but Claire decided this was by far, not enough to satisfy her. She started using her sharp teeth to bite into Mia's soft, pliant throat. Unable to take the submissive anymore, Mia's hands found themselves on Claire's shoulder blades, snaking their way down until they found her ass, and firmly gripped it, squeezing and kneading. "Ah Ah Ah, no Mia," Claire said as she pulled back from her work on Mia's neck and grabbed both of her hands and held them above her head, onto the ceiling. With this, Claire leaned over, grinding her pelvis into Mia, as she reached for something in her backpack. Claire pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs and latched them onto Mia's hands (as Mia let out an audible moan) and wrapped them through the headrest, rendering Mia completely incapable of moving her arms unless Claire unlocked them first. Now that Mia was tied up, Claire went back to work on her neck. As she slid her tongue up and down, feeling the vibrations Mia was making as she was moaning, she started moving to her collarbone and across her chest. Digging with her teeth and then planting little kisses, she moved across her chest and down her shoulders and arms. She paused as Mia's breathing start to heat up and took her hand and starting at Mia's thigh, crept it up until it was resting on the fabric covering her lower lips. "Are you hot yet, babe?" The tiny contacted acted as a taser and sent jolts of electricity up and down Mia's body, causing it to shake and jitter. The resulting moans grew louder and Claire then noticed the windows beginning to fog. She took both hands and reached around and behind Mia and tucked them under her shirt; she could feel sweat gathering there and felt another, hotter pang to her lower region. She slid her hands up and down Mia's back and then began to use her nails and scratch and squeeze it. "Oh come on Claire..I NEED you right now!" exclaimed Mia as she looked into Claire's hard, almost mean eyes; she realized that that was the sexiest look she had ever seen on Claire's face and took a mental snapshot to save for later when her friend wasn't around and she needed to play. "No babe...I told you, I'm in control right now. But don't fret, I seriously can't resist you for too much longer (as an evil sideways grin crept on her face)" Just as she said this, her hands found the clasp to Mia's bra and quickly unsnapped it. She ripped off the rest of it and lifted her shirt to rest around the handcuffs that were still keeping her hands tied down up above her head. Claire took a moment to appreciate the gorgeous sight in front of her: two beautifully coloured purple areola, surrounding the hardened and seeking nipples; it was the tastiest piece of Canadian bacon she'd ever seen. Mia loved the cold, sensation of fresh air on her exposed nipples, but loved the face that Claire was making now even more; almost as if she were gazing at the last steak in the world. Claire's mouth did a nose dive and landed smack on one of Mia's nipples and greedily began sucking and tugging and pulling with her teeth and lips. Mia let out a gasp somewhere between a moan and a scream. Claire began to voraciously devour Mia's nipples and soon her hands began to assist with the kneading and pulling. As this was going on, Claire became a red hot poker in terms of being turned on and started moaning into Mia's breasts, there was soon a rising crescendo echoing about the cabin and the windows had now acquired a thick layer of fog and condensation about them. Claire ripped off her own shirt and bra and forced her breast into Mia's mouth (who hungrily sucked and bit it). Almost too much for Claire, she grinded her knee and thigh back and forth into Mia's vag. Mia was fighting the submission and relished her permission to please Claire as well, and worked and worked on her small but firm breasts until goosebumps covered Claire's chest and belly. She started thrusting her pelvis at Claire's legs grinding on her back and forth. Claire suddenly felt a huge tidal wave building within her and she slammed her breasts into and out of and around Mia's mouth and face and chest. Something about bare breasts touching one another drove Claire crazy and she drove her tight breasts into Mia's softer, more relaxed ones as she shoved her knee into Mia's slit faster and harder. The wave crashed down over her and smothered her eyes in blackness. Mia watched as Claire's eyes glazed over and became unfocused as she felt her body spasm and then go limp against her; although the submissive one now, she loved the feeling of supporting Claire's body, almost as if she were the younger one looking for guidance from someone more experienced (although this was quite the opposite). As Claire was revived with a passionate kiss from Mia, she looked at Mia and smiled as she slid her fingers down the length of her torso, tracing a path right to her jeans button. She quickly unfastened it and undid the zipper and plunged her hand underneath her panties so that it was just flesh on flesh. As her hand slid underneath the fabric, Mia felt her back arch against the seat and into Claire's receptively curved body, fitting together almost perfectly in an "S" shape. Claire's fingers journeyed down and curved under, greeted by a sweet and sopping wet warmth that quickly coated her hand making the friction almost nonexistent. She felt Mia's clit with her middle finger and began working it in a strong and steady circular motion. Mia was seeing stars. Or at least the colours in her field of vision were going berserk--pink, green, bluish, red. God could Claire work magic with her fingers! Claire continued to massage Mia's clit with her thumb but plunged two fingers up into Mia, finding the region tight and slick from excitement. As she pumped her fingers into Mia, she began to back the force of their impact with her body, as if humping her. She began to feel Mia's muscles spasm, causing her to go harder and faster while smothering her mouth with kisses and tongue. She felt a final hard arch of Mia's back lifting them both off of the seat and heard a scream in her ear as Mia sank back into the seat succumbing to her muscle spasms and watched as her eyes began to leak fluid onto her cheeks. As Mia came to she tried to wipe the tears away from her eyes and realized her hands were still tied up. Claire saw what Mia was trying to do and began helping her by gently kissing and licking the salty tears away from Mia's cheeks and eyes. She began to make her way down Mia's face and to her breasts (again) and down her belly to her navel and plunged her tongue into and out of it. Almost like clockwork, Claire could feel Mia's body starting to tense up again as she anticipated what was coming next. "C what are you doing?" "shhhhh Mia" Claire mumbled, busy with Mia's bellybutton, as she reached a hand up and covered Mia's mouth. Mia secretly loved it when people forcibly made her shut up and was that much more turned on by the action. Claire removed her hand after she was satisfied that the only noises that were going to come out of Mia's mouth were those of pleasure, and brought both of her hands down and grasped the now pulled apart jeans. She spread the gap from the lax zipper even more and told Mia to lift her ass up so she could pull her pants down. Mia gladly lifted her ass into the air and watched as Claire seemingly couldn't resist the urge to squeeze it (Claire loved loved loved Mia's thick, mixed ass, and liked squeezing it that much more). Satiated with the squeezing, Claire got back down to business and spread Mia's legs wide as she dove into her slit with her nose and mouth. After licking her clit first, Claire preceded to ram her nose into it as she slid her tongue into Mia as far as it would go, and continued to face fuck her, tasting her sweet juices that were spreading all over her face. Feeling Mia's pelvic muscles start to spasm again, she looked at her face and saw that she was close, and decided to bring her over the edge. She took Mia's hard nub of a clit into her mouth and began to forcefully suck, causing Mia's back to arch and relax in a slithering motion that drove Claire crazy. As she took one final intense suck, Mia again screamed and bucked and collapsed into a heap on the car seat. "How was that, M?" said Claire with a devilish grin on her face. "Best I ever had." whispered Mia as she came back down to earth from the heaven that Claire had sent her to. Claire made her way back up until her face was an inch apart from Mia's and then Mia attacked it with her lips and tongue, licking off her own juices from Claire's face. "Mmmmm taste good?" asked Mia. "We only serve the finest juice at this establishment" said Claire in a mocking matter-of-fact tone of voice. This brought a huge smile to Mia's face followed by a little chuckle. Claire lifted Mia's legs again and zipped up her pants and buttoned them and semi-begrudgingly unlocked the handcuffs holding her hands (and her shirt and bra) to the headrest. Mia surged forward and gave Claire one last passionate kiss before Claire crawled back over to her side of the car and found her bra and shirt and put them back on. She sat down and buckled her seatbelt and rolled down her window (which she could see nothing out of due to the condensation) and looked out across the dark water underneath the bridge, the breeze causing little waves in the night. As Claire looked out the window, Mia was looking at Claire, realizing how much that little fireball meant to her, and it filled her shallow heart to the brim and overflowed it. She shifted her attention back to the car and started it and shifted to back up and turn around. "Where to now, Mia?" Claire asked. "I'm not sure...all of a sudden I'm pretty thirsty." "Well we could stop at Timmy's?" asked Claire. "I know of a place where I can get some premium, freshly squeezed juice" stated Mia with a sarcastic intonation in her voice, as she turned and winked at Claire. "Oh I'll bet you do M..." THE END.