Driving Lessons with Benefits Ch. 02

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Driving Lessons With Benefits — Part 2

“Good bye Honey,” Monica said and kissed her husband on the lips.

“Bye Dear, have a good lesson,” he replied, as he hugged her and then she got up out of bed. The clock on the nightstand read 9:15 am, and her driving lesson with Max was at 10:00 am. She headed into the shower and as she washed herself the “lessons” of the last session with him came flooding back to her mind.

For the last two days, she had tried her best to not think of it. Even though she knew and believed that everything Max had done to her body, finger fucking her and rubbing her clit, and bringing her to orgasm twice in his car, were all part of the training, she still felt like she had cheated on Walter.

She had wanted to tell him so many times, but just knew he would never understand, and he would forbid her to see Max again, and she would not learn to drive. Part of her wanted to see Max again, but she didn’t want to acknowledge that. He had awoken in her a sexual side she never knew she had.

She thought about Max’s words to her that he would be finger fucking her pussy again, and rubbing her clit again, and possibly even making her expose her breasts to him, or drive naked. Her mind told her this was all so very, very wrong but her pussy got very, very wet and she realized she was turned on by the thoughts. She told herself she was a Whore for thinking that way and tried to dismiss the thoughts.

Shortly later, she was back in the bedroom and, fortunately Walter had gone back to sleep. So she went into her drawer and put on her mini skirt and a pair of thin panties, and a bra and blouse. Maybe some part of her, on purpose wore a shirt with buttons for easy access, but she would not admit that to herself if that was the case.

She left quickly and hopped on the bus for the short ride to Max’s office. She walked up to the door, and felt a little nervous, a little turned on in anticipation of today’s lesson. She took a deep breath, and knocked.

Max answered, dressed in his usual slacks and a dress shirt and tie.

“Hello Monica, great to see you again,” he said, hugging her. As they walked to the car outside he commented again on her clothing.

“It’s great to see you wore a mini skirt again. This will provide easy access for me to your pussy and your clit should I feel the need to touch them.” He spoke about these so casually that it almost seemed for a minute that they were normal and fine for him to do.

“Oh, um, thank you Max,” she replied nervously. “Yes I know you may need that but I hope I can drive well today,” she said, trying to speak the words her mind wanted her to speak.

As they got into the car, he said,

“And I like that you wore a blouse too. Should I feel the need to expose your naked breasts, this will make it much easier. Well done Monica!” he smiled and patted her bare leg just above her knee.

“Um, thank you,” she said and was glad he approved. She didn’t really know what else to say at this point, and fortunately she was glad he changed the subject and they started driving.

After twenty minutes or so he said, “You’re doing great Monica. You’ve made all the turns properly and stayed in your lane well. You are getting the hang of this for sure. Are you ready to practice driving distracted? Today we will see if you can make if farther than the church where you had to pull over last time.”

She nodded slowly, gripping the wheel a little tighter as she felt her heart beat increase.

“Yes Max, I’m ready,” she said quietly.

“Ok lift up your hips,” he instructed and she did, and he quickly pulled down her panties and took them off of her. He lifted her skirt to expose her shaved pussy, and saw it was already moist with anticipation.

“Oh, Monica, I see you are already moist. Maybe you are looking forward to this,” and he touched her clit. She jumped, and felt like such a whore, but did not answer. He spread her legs open wider and continue to touch her bare clit as she drove on.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned, biting her lip as she drove. He instructed her to make a busy lane change, as his finger rubbed her clit, and she shuddered in her seat, and tried to focus, putting on the signal and checking her mirror and blind spot.

“Ahhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhh,” she muttered as she changed lanes, the fire in her vagina growing rapidly.

“Well done,” he praised her, “See you are focusing better,” and he started rubbing faster.

“Oohhh, thank you Max,” she said, her hands squeezing the steering wheel tightly. She gritted istanbul escort her teeth, determined to make it to the church without cumming.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh. Ooooooooohhhhhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned a minute later, shaking slightly. Her pussy was soaked now, and she wanted to cum so bad.

As they drove on, they approached the church and Max skillfully slid his finger inside her pussy, sliding it back and forth in and out as he continued rubbing her clit.

“Oooohhh Maxxx!” she cried out and instinctively lifted one hand from the wheel and made a fist, gasping out loud, trying to hold back. Immediately she realized her error and put her hand back on the steering wheel, but she knew she couldn’t take much more.

“Max, Max, oooooohhhhh, I’m going to cum Max! I’m going to have an orgasm!” she cried out and he directed her to pull over in a parking lot. They were a couple of blocks down from the church.

As she quickly stopped and slammed it into park, she threw her head back and grabbed the door handle with one hand and Max’s forearm with the other. She curled her toes and moaned loudly, cumming incredibly hard.

“OooooooooooooooooHhh Goddddd, Maxx… I’m cumming!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!” she cried out as her orgasm took her. Max did not stop his relentless assault on her clit and his finger fucking of her tight pussy and she kept cumming over and over and over.

Eventually she could barely speak, and cried out in a whisper,

“Stop, stop,” and Max knew she had had enough, and was past the point of enjoyment. He stopped, pulled his wet finger from her pussy and tasted it in front of her again.

“Mmmmm, your pussy tastes incredible! Monica you did so well, you made it past the church. You are improving with your ability to drive distracted. Well done!” he said and hugged her tight.

She smiled, and actually was quite proud of herself.

“Thank you Max, are we going to drive again?” she asked, coming down from her orgasms. She went to lower her skirt and Max stopped her.

“Not yet,” he said. “Leave your skirt around your waist. I like seeing your shaved pussy Monica. And besides, my testing isn’t done yet. You are getting good at road driving, but I want to make sure you are well versed in your road rules and signs. These need to be so familiar they are instinctual when you need to know them. First thing is put your seat back back a little.” She nodded and obeyed, and put it back so she was on a 45 degree angle.

“Good, now I’m going to ask you some questions, and if you get the wrong answers you are going to be punished. This will help you to focus and concentrate. And at the same time I’m going to rub your clit slowly. Understand?” he instructed.

She nodded, as his finger found her clit again. “Yes Max, I will try my best,” she answered, nervous about what was coming next if she was wrong.

“Good, first question. If four cars arrive at a 4 way stop at the same time who’s right of way is it?” he asked. He fingered her clit, waiting for the answer.

She closed her eyes, loving it, and tried to focus. She blurted out an answer that was wrong.

“Wrong,” he said. “Undo three buttons on your blouse Monica.” And he started rubbing her clit a little faster. She hesitated, slightly, her mind telling her not to expose herself like this to this man. She shuddered again, and decided she should comply and didn’t want Max upset at her. With shaking hands, she reached up and obeyed, undoing three buttons and exposing her sexy bra.

“Very nice,” he replied and asked her another hard question, knowing her mind was cloudy now and she was fighting another orgasm. She blurted out some answer that she knew was wrong but she couldn’t think of the right one.

“Wrong again Monica, you have to learn to focus through distractions. Undo the rest of your blouse and pull it open,” he said.

She felt her nipples harden as she obeyed, opening her shirt and feeling so exposed. “Oh Max, I’m going to cum again,” she said.

“Not yet Monica, not yet… Do not cum yet!” She nodded, and bit her lip, fighting the urge.

“Undo your bra, and open it,” he instructed calmly.

“Oh Max, is this part of my training,” she asked, fighting with everything in her to stop from cumming.

“It is. Everything we do together is part of your training,” he answered. “Now do what I’ve asked.” He slowed his rubbing of her clit, knowing that she couldn’t hold back much longer and not wanting her to cum yet.

She obeyed, but didn’t want to. She opened avcılar escort her bra and exposed her perfect B cup firm breasts, with rock hard nipples. Max smiled.

“Oh Monica, you have perfect breasts! They are wonderful!” he said. Before she could answer, he continued.

“Monica, focus, I want you to tell me all the thing you need to do before you get into a car to drive it,” and he lowered his mouth to her right nipple and began sucking it. At the same time, he slid another finger into her tight pussy, and started finger fucking her.

“Ahhhhhhhh, UHHHHHHH. OOOOHHHHHHH, MMMMMMM” She cried out, head back, as she loved his mouth on her ripe nipple. She tried to spit out some answer but it made no sense and she was lost in her feelings of ecstasy. She was shaking and he knew she was going to cum soon.

Suddenly he removed his mouth from her nipple, paused momentarily, leaving his finger inside her but not fucking her with it, and looked into her eyes.

“Monica, I want to try something. I think it will give you a much bigger orgasm, and enable you therefore to drive much better. Do you trust me?” he asked.

She was incredibly nervous, but nodded slowly, her body convulsing slightly, wanting him to continue.

“Yes Max, I trust you, I know you are trying to help me drive better,” she replied naively.

“Good,” he said. “Give me your hand,” and she put her hand in his. He lowered his mouth to her nipple again, sucked even harder, started finger fucking her tight pussy faster than before, and at the same time put her hand right onto his crotch, made her squeeze, and held it there.

She gasped, feeling his huge erection in his pants, and felt it moving and pulsating through his pants. She nearly came instantly. He took his hand away and she kept squeezing it and rubbing it instinctively, as he continued working on her nipple and her pussy. Part of her wanted him to fuck her so bad right now. She shuddered as she realized how big his cock must be, feeling it threw his pants. Lost in the moment, not thinking about her husband at home, without even thinking about it, she quickly popped the button on his pants, and wanted his cock so bad inside her pussy. She slid the zipper down and reached desperately reached into the fly of his boxers, and despite fighting an orgasm, she gasped as she felt the girth of his cock as she pulled it free, closing her smooth fingers around his thick shaft. It grew immediately in her hand, and she frantically started stroking it, completely lost in the moment of lust. His cock pulsated and twitched in her hand, which made her even more turned on, and she stroked it furiously, wanting him to cum. She knew she was going to explode any moment with a huge orgasm, and somehow having him cum as well was going to make her’s that much bigger. Her fingers were moist with his precum which only made her want him more. Suddenly she gasped out loud and started cumming hard all over Max’s seat, shaking and convulsing and crying out as she came hard, pulling her off of his cock just before he was about to cum, as she was overcome with her orgasm.

As she was cumming Max quickly took her fingers that were around his cock and pressed them to her lips, making her taste his precum. He held them there and she moaned through her orgasms which were intensified by the moist liquid all over her lips. She shuddered several times and felt like such a whore, having never tasted any man’s juices besides her husband’s.

A few minutes passed and finally she had calmed down, and stopped cumming. Making her leave her shirt open and her skirt around her waist, Max instructed her to drive home. She did, and was much more alert because of it.

As they pulled over in front of her house, he spoke again.

“Monica, you did very well today. I hope you don’t mind that I saw and sucked your nipples. And I hope you don’t mind that I made you feel my hard cock. You were stroking it very fast, I almost came to be honest with you. And I hope you don’t mind that I made you taste my precum. I think you came harder because of those things. You understand this is all part of your training, right?”

She nodded, “Yes Max, I understand. It is all very overwhelming for me, and feels very, very wrong on many levels, but I know you are a professional and you are only trying to teach me. I did orgasm much bigger than last time at the end there.”

“Good, did you like feeling my hard cock?” he asked.

“Um, well, Max, it was, um, very large, as far as I could tell, and I guess, um, it made şirinevler escort me cum harder.” She was ashamed to say it.

“So that’s a yes, you liked stroking my hard cock?” he said again.

She nodded, “I, um, I guess so, yes.. but it felt wrong,” she admitted.

“It wasn’t wrong Monica, it was very right. It made you cum harder and that’s what you needed. And did you like tasting my precum?”

Again, she hesitated.

“Oh Max, don’t make me answer that please. It’s all way too humiliating and I feel like such a slut,” she replied, ashamed at having tasted it.

He just smiled. “I’m going to assume that is a yes. Anyway, you did well. You may put your skirt down now and do up your blouse. I will keep your panties and bra,” he said.

“Ohh, um, ok,” was all she replied, and didn’t want to go into the house so exposed. She did up her blouse and put her skirt back down. Her pussy was still soaked and her nipples ached. She needed to be fucked. Hard.

Max put his hand on her face and kissed her cheek, only an inch from her lips.

“Monica, next time, I want you to wear a shorter skirt than this one, another blouse with buttons, and no panties or bra. Understand?” he said.

She gasped. “What? Max, this skirt is already very short, and it’s difficult for me to get out of the house like this without Walter seeing. Is this really necessary?” She felt she knew the answer but was trying to cater to her anxiety.

He touched her face again. “It is. I need easy access to your bare pussy Monica. I need to be able to finger fuck you while you drive. I’m going to test your resolve, your concentration, so you can get better and better. Remember, you agreed to submit to me, to trust me. That included your body. While we are in the car your body, well, essentially belongs to me. Do you remember your commitment to me?”

“Yes,” she replied awkwardly.

“What is it?” he asked.

“To submit to you, and trust you, with my body as well,” she said.

“Yes, close enough,” he answered. “So next time, what will you do?”

She shuddered, and said quietly,

“I will wear a shorter skirt, another blouse and no panties or bra,” and she felt humiliated.

“For what purpose?” he asked, wanting to hear her say it. She hesitated, shifted in her chair, and quietly answered,

“So you can have easy access to my bare pussy and finger fuck me to test my concentration while I drive.”

“Good, and I may require you to stroke my hard cock again. I may require you to make me cum next time. I may require you to put my cock in your mouth and possibly swallow my cum. Do you commit to that Monica?” he said.

She gasped and did not expect this to go there.. “Max, I really don’t understand how me touching your, um, uh, cock, (she felt like a slut just saying it), is part of my training or how it helps me? Or how putting it, in my, uh, mouth is at all necessary? Where do we draw the line Max?” she tried to say as assertively as possible.

He shook his head in disapproval. “Monica, listen to me carefully. Do you remember last session when you came the first time I rubbed your clit and afterwards you drove so much more alertly?” She nodded slowly. “Good,” he continued, “Because we’ve established that the bigger your orgasms are, the more alert and awake and alive you feel after. It’s like an adrenaline kick. Right?”

“Yes Max, I guess so,” she said and before she could continue he cut her off.

“Right, and this time when you were stroking my cock you came much bigger than last time didn’t you?” Again she nodded. “You did, and you drove so much better on the way home.” He took her hand and placed it against his crotch. She felt his erection building again. “Monica, trust me. You have trusted me very well so far and you are driving much better because of it. This is all very important to your training. You may not understand it all yet, but touching, stroking and sucking my cock all critical elements of our development as is swallowing ALL of my cum. So, Monica, I need to hear you say it. If I instruct you next session to stroke my hard cock as I’m fingering you, or to put it in your mouth and suck it, what will you do?”

She paused, hesitated, shuddered at his erection as he held her hand against it. “Um, I, I, I will stroke it, if I must.”

“Good, and you will make me cum if I require it right?” He asked, staring at her. She paused again, hesitated, and felt in her bones this was so wrong. But she knew he wouldn’t accept anything else.

She nodded slowly, “yes,” she said softly.

“I need to hear you say it Monica. Commitments are not commitments unless they are said out loud.”

“I, um, uh, will stroke your cock and make you cum if you instruct me to,” she said, clearer and more confidently then she thought she could.

“Good, see you next lesson,” he said smiling, and dismissed her.

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