Master and Submissive | By : sugarkisses Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 5702 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own or know CM Punk/Phil Brooks, I make no money from this. This is a work of ficttion! |
It’s early morning and neither one of us is happy to be up. Punk has to appear on a local Indianapolis television station to talk about his title and his upcoming match against John Cena at Summerslam. I almost wish that my Master would have let me stay at the hotel and sleep… but then again, it’s fun to watch him interact with the hosts. He’s wearing jeans and one of his new “Best in the World” shirts: I’ve got the same shirt on, along with a pair of black denim shorts.
At one point, he even does the weather, which makes me giggle. He’s humorous, affable… showing his personality despite the fact that he’s tired as all hell.
Once he is done, we climb back into the limo that brought us and settle in for a long, slow drive to a signing that Punk will be doing. We have been released into rush hour traffic, which means it will take us about an hour to get there.
I sigh and cross my legs, relaxing into the seat. “That went very well, sir” I compliment.
“Mmm-hmm” Punk replies, situating himself next to me and putting the title belt on the seat beside him. He tells the driver that we don’t want to be disturbed and puts up the darkened dividing window…
For some reason, I feel a bit anxious. I turn and look at him to find that he is smiling at me.
“Star… come here and gimme a kiss” he demands, patting his lap.
I have some concerns about the fact that we’re in a limo with the driver so close: but only for a moment. Just as I’ve always done, I happily climb onto Punk’s lap, straddling him, and place my hands on his face. “Sir…” I whisper, kissing him.
Punk puts his hands on my backside as we embrace, gently rocking me over his crotch. Mmm, I can feel his growing erection brushing against me, which makes me whine into our kiss.
“Shh” he reprimands, breaking our embrace. Punk lifts me off of his lap and settles me beside him, reaching out to take hold of my neck and bring me in for another deep kiss.
I’m quiet this time, just tasting him… I dare to run my left hand over his bulge, squeezing him through his jeans. I can feel him bite back a moan…
We’re both thinking the same thing because we each start in on his fly, our combined work freeing him in seconds. I go down on him before he can tell me whether or not to, licking his cock head and then taking him into my mouth.
“Mmm” he purrs, his left hand clasping on to the back of my neck.
I moan around him quietly, reveling in his taste and the way that I can feel his heartbeat in his shaft. Somehow, he manages to reach out with his right hand and flip on the radio: it just happens to be on a hard rock station, which makes him laugh. I know that he wants the music to cover the sounds of the two of us playing, which greatly turns me on.
Up and down I go, slurping at him, digging my hands into his denim-clad leg. I’ve never done it in a limo, never had the chance to, but Punk wants me and I’m not about to deny him.
Once I have gotten him good and wet, and unbelievably hard, he pulls me back up by the neck and kisses me again, his tongue swirling against mine.
He releases me and I’m breathless as he pulls my sandals off of my feet and pushes me down onto my back on the large seat. Punk undoes my shorts and pulls them off of me, smiling at me all the while. “I want you” he declares, just loud enough for me to hear. “I want to be inside of you, pussycat”
Oh, but I want that, too… over his shoulder, I can see the traffic that we’re slowly creeping along in through the darkly tinted window. I can’t believe what we’re doing, the exhibitionism of it…
Punk brings my attention back to him: he literally rips my black lace panties off of my body, dropping them to the floor. Spreading my legs, he uses his strength to lift my lower body up. Oh my god, his tongue runs through my folds to my clit, which he pushes back and forth hungrily. I close my eyes and hold back a squeal…
“Look at me” he orders gruffly.
I don’t know how I find the ability, but I do as he wants, my eyes meeting his.
“You remember this, baby” Punk growls, gazing down at me, “You remember that I’m the only man to ever take you with him and fuck you in his limo”
I’m not sure how he knows that this is my first time in a limo, but I don’t care. “Yes, sir” I answer… and then he’s back on me, eating me so that I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out. His talented tongue finds my every sensitive spot, his lips close around my clit and suck and pull… I’m close to coming when he releases me and leans down, his body covering mine.
“Baby, baby” he laments as I place kisses on his face and chin, licking my juices away from his skin. “Mmm, honey… put me inside of you”
I wiggle my hips a little bit and reach between our bodies with my left hand to grasp onto his swollen dick, getting the head inside of my pussy. I push upward so that he slides into me fully, burying my face in his throat to muffle my cry of pleasure.
“Naughty” he chastises, popping me on my behind with his right hand.
The driver can’t hear us, what with the music blaring, but I like this little game. I accept the slap on my ass and kiss him, pushing my tongue into his mouth.
“Ooh, you’re aggressive today, babe” Punk whispers, starting a slow gait with his hips.
“Sorry, sir” I apologize, stroking his shoulders, “I just want you so much…”
He chuckles, leaning down to kiss me. “It’s nice of you to say, darling… I can’t go too fast, though, or this limo will be rocking and we’ll be found out”
I giggle at his words, the sound morphing into a low mew of pleasure as he hits my inner spot just right.
“Mmm, your pussy feels so good, so nice and tight” Punk breathes.
I don’t know if it’s the combination of the music and being in the limo or the simple joy of having him inside of me, but I pull him down and impishly whisper in his left ear, “Your cock feels so fucking good inside of me, sir… I love the way that you give it to me”
He growls at this, daring to go just a bit faster. He nips at my throat and works his cock in and out of me.
Oh, but his pace is just right… I drag my nails over his shirt-covered back and lick his ear.
“Pussycat, you turn me on so much” Punk states. He turns his head towards mine and we kiss like two frenzied teenagers.
My god, he has me right on the edge…
Punk must feel my inner muscles fluttering around him because he breaks the kiss and whispers, “Oh, yes, baby… come on me…”
I always obey my Master… I bite my lip to keep from being loud as I orgasm around his big dick. Mmm, the pleasure washes through me, making my eyes roll back in my head… and just as I’m finishing, he comes, too. He growls lowly and bites into the junction of my neck and shoulder to stifle his noise. Oh, god, that fat cock pumping its come into me… it’s enough to give me a second orgasm.
“Oh… oh, my” Punk states, gasping and leaning up above me a bit, he strokes his right hand down my side. “Baby, you are one hot woman”
I smile, fighting for breath myself. “Mmm, sir… I love you…”
He chuckles gently. “You sure do like to remind me of that fact, Star… but it’s nice”
We cuddle for a few minutes and then he slowly moves back to a sitting position: I don’t like it, but I know it has to be done. I join him, sliding back into my shorts and putting my sandals back on. I’m rearranging my hair when he next speaks…
“Baby, clean me off” Punk orders.
I lower my head and take his softening cock into my mouth, cleansing him of our combined juices. Mmm, yummy…
We share a comfortable silence, holding hands and allowing the relaxing afterglow to wash over us for the rest of the drive.
Just as we arrive at our destination, Punk leans down and grabs my panties from the floor of the limo: he tucks them into his jeans pocket and grins at me.
“These are mine” he states impishly. “Just like the woman who wore them”
If only he knew how right he is…
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TBC
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