(Written by Enigma-Fetishist, April 2016)
She slides in the comfortable leather seat, her eyes checking the cockpit of her Porsche. Her smile widens as she guns the engine. Alya smiles even wider when she plays with the gas pedal and hears the revving of the sportscar. The vibrations of all that power surge through her body. It is stimulating to her.
Then her phone rings and she recognizes the number. Keeping her hands free, she uses her earpiece as she continues to drive. “Hello handsome!” she seductively starts the conversation.
“Good Morning! This is the man you met from the marina!” he tentatively answers.
“Well if it isn't the man that tried to buy my new yacht!” she laughs heartily as her foot strikes the gas pedal again. The engine revs hard.
“Oops! I seem to be calling you while you are driving! You are not driving that beautiful Porsche now, would you?” he laughs, knowing she is by recognizing the engine note.
“I was about to drive off, but an important conversation like this is better had in a stationary place!” she whispers as her hand grips the stick shift and she presses the gas again.
”Hmmm, I do love that sound, not to mention your voice!” he states.
“Are those the only things you love about me?” she huskily whispers as her hand firmly grabs the shifter.
“No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that!” he hastily apologizes.
“Hmmm, well OK! I will believe you just this once. What can I do for you?” she teasingly asks.
“I would like to ask if you are able to bring me to my private island this weekend? I know it's Friday and it is very short notice but it is going to be a beautiful weekend!” he states.
Alya feigns a deep sigh. “Hmmm, I do have some hot plans for this weekend, but if you make it worth my while, sure! What is your name?”
“John!" he quickly replies.
Alya laughs knowingly repeating "John! I'm Alya, and I will take you to your private island tomorrow. But I expect to be well compensated for my time!"
"Sure! I will make it definitely worth your time! You will not regret it. I will compensate you handsomely for the weekend. Is it possible to get the full package? ” he eagerly asks.
“Certainly! What would you like, John?" Alya asks feigning innocence.
"You, Alya! I want you included with the yacht. I want you to TAKE me on your pleasure yacht!" he says emphasizing 'take".
"I like your thinking! It will cost you dearly, however as I am the best there is!" Alya confidently affirms.
"Oh, I know you are! You will be handsomely compensated, Alya!" he assures.
"I'll be keeping you to that! When and where can I pick you up?” she asks as she revs the engine again.
“Hmmm, love that sound! Yes, I will text you my address! Early tomorrow morning is best so we have calm water!” he answers.
“Good, I'll be seeing you tomorrow then!” she smiles as she continues her drive.
"And I will be seeing more of you then too!" he teases back to her.
"I am as well toned as my own Porsche! So rest up tonight for the best sail you ever had!" Alya saw as she hangs up.
The Porsche speeds through the deserted streets. Alya makes a turn and it's engine rumbles loudly. Alya grins as she adjusts herself in the seat and steps on the gas. The car howls again and speeds away even faster.
On Saturday, Alya gets into her Porsche again and after a short drive she reaches a long driveway. The gates automatically swing open as she drives through. The long driveway allows her to let the engine of the car roar powerfully.
When she finally pulls up at a vast mansion, the man from the marina is already waiting outside. His eyes following the car with pleasure. The car screeches to halt near the front entrance, Alya looking at the man through tinted glass smiles evilly as she presses the pedal several more times, making the car roar. She smiles as she opens the door and swinging her long leg out, she steps out of her sports car. Her high stiletto heels clicking on the driveway, she sashays as she heads towards the man.
While his eyes were first glued to the car, they are now glued to Alya, and for good reason. She's wearing her sheer beige pantyhose, black leather hotpants, knee high stiletto boots, black leather bra and a white Captain's jacket accompanied by a Captain's hat. Her outfit is topped off with a pair of short black leather gloves and her aviator sunglasses. When she reaches the man, he is completely mesmerized by Alya's appearance. “Well, well! Good morning to you too, John. I take it you see something you like!” she coyly states as she slowly turns before him as he checks her out. Then she extends her hand toward him. The man just oggles her and seems in trance. Alya snaps her fingers and takes off her shades.
“Yes, yes, my apologies, Alya! You made such a stunning entrance! I was lost for words!” he quickly saves his face as he grabs Alya's extended gloved hand and kisses it.
Although Alya can clearly see him blush, and see his pant begin to bulge, she states “Well, thank you, John! Shall we go? I want to take my yacht for its maiden voyage!” she coyly states as she places her hand on the man's lower arm while she winks at him.
They head for the car as the man cannot keep his eyes off of Alya's leather wrapped tight behind. He watches her hips swing and her leather shine in the sun as he walks behind her. Reaching the car, they enter the Porsche and speed off. The man leans back and looks at Alya several times, smiling boyishly. He checks her out, seeing how tight those hot pants are, formed to her body, how he can see her black bra peeking out under her Captain's jacket, and how her long legs look perfectly toned within that sheer pantyhose. Alya knows he is watching her, and relishes in the attention. She licks two of her fingers then places them on the shift stick as she shifts gears sliding them over the tip of the shift stick in a seductive manner. She then grabs the shift stick firmly, slightly tugging it, almost like it was a phallic object. The man looks at the scene taking place with huge eyes. “Hmmm, I love the way this car roars!” Alys moans as she tugs the shift stick a bit harder while licking her lips. The man slightly groans as a visible bulge is expanding in his pants as he focuses on her gloved hand. Alya shifts gears again and “accidently” lets her hand slip off the shift stick, landing in his crotch grabbing the bulge. “My, my, naughty man! You're hiding a stick of your own!” she laughs evilly as she squeezes it. She then grabs hold tightly as she glances toward him. From the corner of her eyes she looks at him smiling. “Let me make one thing clear my dear! I am in charge, both in my car and on the yacht! And you will do as I say, is that clear?” she hisses.
“Yes....yes, my Captain! Yes it is!” the man groans as Alya squeezes his crotch.
“Hmmm, good! Now release your mast, er cock from the confines of those tight pants.” she demands winking at him. The man looks surprised but opens his pants and frees his throbbing cock. “Hmmm, now make it grow for me, John!” she huskily orders as the man starts to jerk his throbbing erection all the while watching Alya's form fit tight hot pants and her crotch between her legs. His cock is very hard in seconds, jutting out at the same height as the stick shift. “Now, don't you dare cum! If you cum in this car the cleaning bill is for you and my fee doubles!” she warns hims.
The man nods, “Yes, my Captain!”
Alya moans as she presses the pedal to the floor and the engine roars again. She grabs the man's shaft tightly and jerks him with her leather gloved hand, making him moan as he squirms in his seat. “Hmmm, we're nearing the marina! If you keep from cumming before we get there, you will get a treat! If not, remember my fee doubles!” she smirks evilly at him as she grabs his cock even harder. The man groans as he tries to restrain himself with all his might from orgasming. Alya moans huskily as her gloved hand caresses his bulbous head. She knows exactly what she is doing, how to create unbelievable pleasure in a man. Gripping his cock, she circles her gloved thumb all around the sensitive edge of it's head.
“Damnit! I'm not going to be able to hold it!” he groans in immense pleasure as he squirms in the car seat.
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