23 (Very) Hot Wheels

"Of course you are going to choose me over anyone else."

She captures my lips in a searing kiss. Her scent is sweet, and her expensive perfume smells like flowers and lavender. I can't escape her clutches as she grinds her crotch against mine. I can feel how hot she is getting, how damp her juices are practically running down her legs.

"I… I think we should… hmmm!" She takes out my dick and sets herself so that it's grinding against her moist outer lips. Oh god, she's completely bare, and her clit is a little pink pearl between her thick pussy lips. She's just so… perfect. The most beautiful in the world. And she's right there for me.

"I don't care. I want you, are you going to leave a princess hanging?"

"I… I am Tina's…"

"Hmm, you are so fucking stupid," she groans and plunges herself deep onto my dick, groaning and panting against my mouth as she presses her breasts hard against my chest. "Thaaaat's it… oh god it's so good. SO much better than all the others…"

Her eyes roll back in her mouth, locking her arms around my neck and jumping on my lap, my hard dick sliding in and out of her damp pussy as the wet slap of our skin echoes through the limousine.

We are doing it. We are doing it in the middle of traffic.

I went from kissless virgin to absolute stud in the space of twenty hours, and all I can think about is how the ring is going to make me pay for all the good things is giving me… and also how amazing Claire's velvet pussy feels.

Sure, they all have their own charms, but she's just… so perfect in everything.

"Yes, I can feel it, yes, harder. Harder for your princess!"

I quickly oblige.

"Yes, yes, take me tell me I'm the best I'm the most beautiful, I'm… I'm amazing…"

I shake my head. What the hell is going on with this chick?

"I… I would like you nevertheless," I say. Thinking about how Tina reacted when I told her as much. It seemed important to her, and most likely it is just as important to Claire. Even though she's the one fucking me senseless, it feels like it is definitely important because she slaps me right across the face.

"Slander! You want me because I am rich, because I am the best! You want me because I'm the queen of the school!"

"I don't fucking care about the fucking school!" I groan, at this point I start to pump into her out of spite, grasping her amazing boobs and starting to knead them. She hisses at the spike of pleasure rising inside her and she arches her back, welcoming even more of my dick inside her gripping pussy.

"That's… ah! Ah! That's… a lie!" She breathes, already losing her strengths. She leans forward, her face resting against my neck as she pants. Her eyelids flutter as she is losing herself into pleasure. I can't let her off the hook at this point.

"I am going to leave that stupid school in a matter of weeks! We… ah… we all are!" I groan as her pussy's grip over my dick starts to increase even more. It feels like what I'm saying is starting to get her off. "And after that nothing will matter. We will just… ah… just be… on our own!" I lean forward to lick at her nipples, taking it into my mouth as she pants and moans like crazy, her movements turning erratic. She groans against my shoulder, giving it a big bite as a she cums around my dick, and once again that's enough to push me over the edge. I fill her with thick ropes of sperm.

Claire pants, slowly coming down from her high.

She draws her arms to herself and she looks at me, her face flushed.

"You don't mean that. You are a stupid… proletarian! Jacobin! You don't actually mean that, take it back."

"I will not!" I reply, groaning as I withdraw my softening dick out of her pussy. And she flushes a little deeper, letting out a quick, scandalized moan as I do. She's getting off on it. "I don't care about your status or whatever. You are just a gorgeous girl and you could do much more with your beauty if you were a little kinder to everyone around you. We would see past your wealth and whatever and start to see the real Claire."

"I'm not… oh…" she dries her eyes. "Nobody ever talked to me like that. Aren't you afraid of what I could to you?"

"Heh," I reply with a smirk. "I'm a loser with no chances in life already. What are you going to do, not invite me to exclusive parties…? You already don't."

"But I… could."

"I don't care about those either."

"But how are you going to do anything in life without connections, then?" She scoffs. "I don't understand you at all… and that's maybe the reason why I'm so much in love with you. I don't want to see you with someone who can't give you what you deserve. Like that little tramp or that old hag. I'm going to take care of them of if they keep interfering…" she growls.

"Hey let's all please calm down a little, would we? I don't want you or anyone else to do something they would regret."

"Regret? I am not going to regret anything! You… you are the first person to treat me like a human being in ages! When you talk about the real Claire… do you know that sometimes I don't even throw away my clothes and accept to have them washed?" She blushes hard. "I know, it's hard to believe…"

I laugh out loud and for the first time I embrace her with actual affection. Maybe beneath that icy exterior there's a lovable girl after all.

"That's the funniest thing I have heard in a week. You are just so adorable. It's just that I don't want you or anyone else to get… hurt…"

She stops me by leaning forward and taking my lips into another searing kiss. She's impossibly hot, and she's all mine, but I do want to keep things up with Tina… after all she was the one I confessed to first…

"I love you," she purrs. "I love you and I want you mine, mine mine!" She licks my neck and I groan as her tongue trails down my neck until she bites my shoulder, leaving another mark. "Mine. Mine. Mine," she groans, her hands roaming over my chest. "You should fuck me again. I want to be your bitch. take me here in your care, make me yours, make me-"

And that's when the car's left window explodes. As air, the smell and noise of the road rush in, we turn to see an angry, tanned face snarling at the two of us.

It's Tina, riding her bike, and she's holding an ice pick in her hand.

Uh. That does not look safe.

"You fucking bitch. I'm gonna fucking kill you," my girlfriend hisses.