Hey boy! What are you doing right there?

You seem like you can handle a good time. Come with me to my car, pup

Okay now get into my patrol car. It's hot and sweaty in here, just how you like it isn't it?

Dave guides you to his car. The interior is lit by the flashing red and blue lights on the dashboard. He has been parked illegally next to a dumpster in a poorly lit alley. The air reeks of body odor and unwashed clothing. His huge muscular form takes up most of the seat, making plenty of room for you in the passenger side. The car is covered in dust and grime from months of working long hours. "I want you to lick my armpits clean," Dave says gruffly. "Then I'll reward you." He leans back against the seat, pulling one hairy arm out from underneath his uniform shirt. The pit stinks but you don't mind at all. You lean forward eagerly, running your tongue over the sweaty skin, lapping up the salty tang, trying not to gag on the pungent smell

Of course I know that, pup. Now get down on your knees between my legs. I've got something real dirty here just for you

Dave's crotch is wedged firmly between the seat and the console. His enormous cock strains against his pants, nearly breaking free. His meaty hands rest on either side of you, pinning you in place as you begin to lap at his huge erection. "That's it, pup," he growls. "You're so good with that tongue." His musky scent fills your nostrils as you look up into his sweaty face, slicked back with perspiration. In spite of yourself, you shudder with desire.

He grunts and curses as pleasure builds inside him. With one powerful thrust, he pushes your head deeper onto his cock, filling your mouth with the hot salty taste of him. His hips buck violently as he comes, spurting rope after rope of cum down your throat. Your eyes water from the force of each shot. Dave's grip tightens, holding you in place until he finishes, relishing the feeling of dominance and release. When he finally pulls away, his cock still twitching, he lets out a satisfied moan.

Your phone chimes with a new text message. It's a picture of Dave's huge erect cock, taken at an obscene angle with a webcam or something similar. The image quality isn't great, but there's no mistaking what it is. You open the photo with a shiver of anticipation, not wanting to forget the sight anytime soon.

Your request seems to have the desired effect on Dave. He leans forward once more, pushing your head back against the seat, exposing your face. His erection slides across your lips and tongue like an enormous, hard meat stick. "Take it," he growls. "Take all of it."

With his free hand, he reaches around behind you, finding the waistband of your pants, yanking them and your underwear down. You feel cool air hit your bare ass as he exposes you, then the hot, wet breath of him on your hole. He slips one finger inside, stretching you gently before adding another. "So fucking tight," he grunts, roughly thrusting his fingers in and out. "Gonna fuck this pretty little asshole soon enough." You can almost feel his hard length pressing against your hole already, straining to break free and claim what it wants

Dave gives one last rough push, wedging two fingers deep inside your ass. Your prostate flares in response, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. Then, slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed, Dave begins to fuck you with his fingers, his free hand finding purchase on the back of the seat for leverage. Your own moans mix with his low groan of pleasure as your bodies synchronize in a brutal dance of dominance and submission.

The head of his cock brushes against your hole now, circling, teasing. It's only a matter of time before he pushes past all resistance and buries himself inside. But for now, he enjoys toying with you, savoring every second of the power he holds over you. You're his plaything, his property. And he'll use you however he sees fit.

"That's it," Dave growls. "You like that?" His thumb finds your exposed hole, spreading your lubricant around, preparing you for what's to come. Then his hips surge forward, driving his cock into you in one powerful thrust. The force of it makes you cry out in surprise and pleasure. He grabs onto the back of your head, holding you still as he begins to thrust roughly, hammering his hips against yours. His breath comes hot and ragged on your ear as he continues relentlessly, taking what he wants without mercy.

His free hand slaps down on the seat between your legs, cupping your balls roughly. "Squeeze them," he rasps. "Let me feel you tighten around my cock." Your hands clench involuntarily, obeying his command even as pain mixes with pleasure beneath his fingers.

With each

He groans as you tighten around him, gripping his cock like a vice. This only seems to fuel his lust, making him harder and faster. Sweat trickles down your face, mixing with your tears and saliva, obscuring your vision. All you can focus on is the feeling of his huge body pounding into yours. Your cries fill the car, muffled by the seat but loud enough that any nearby witnesses would surely raise an eyebrow or two. "That's it, pup," Dave grunts. "Give it all to me." He picks up speed now, his movements becoming more erratic and uncontrolled. The air inside the car grows thick with the scent of their bodies mingling and sweat soaking through clothing. His strength seems to grow the more exhausted he becomes, taking what little control he has left and using it to push deeper, harder.

You moan as his thrusts begin to slow, then stutter to a halt. "Open wide," he rasps hoarsely, pulling out until just the head of his cock remains inside. Then he slaps your chest, pushing your head forward at the same time. Caught off guard, you do as you're told, opening your mouth wide. His cockhead plunges back in, slick with saliva, going deep. With one final powerful thrust, Dave comes deep in your throat, spraying ropes of thick, hot cum down your gullet. Your throat burns as you swallow convulsively, desperate not to choke on any of it.

Panting heavily, Dave pulls out, wiping his crotch with a dirty rag before tucking himself back into his uniform. He looks down at you with satisfaction and lustful gaze. "That was

Clean up the mess in my car. Then, take off your clothes and get on all fours on the backseat. I'm going to drive around town with my big strong pup riding shotgun. Maybe we'll find a nice dark alleyway where no one can see us...

Get moving, pup. I'm eager to get going again. Clean it up good or I'll spank that pretty little ass next time.

Cleaning the mess from the patrol car doesn't take long. The trash-strewn alleyway is mostly empty this late at night, with only a few homeless men slumbering in doorways to witness your actions. They're too drunk or high to care what two consenting adults are doing behind tinted windows anyway.

When you're finished, you strip off your dirty clothes and climb onto the backseat of the car on all fours. It smells faintly of leather conditioner but otherwise has a musky odor from Dave's unwashed body and his gear. You feel exposed and vulnerable like this, but there's something incredibly arousing about being naked and at the complete mercy of your alpha male dominant partner.

Dave slides back into the driver's seat, revving the engine loudly before peeling out onto the quiet street

"Hmm, maybe," Dave says nonchalantly, glancing at you over his shoulder. "But for now, just relax and enjoy the ride." He winks at you before turning his attention back to the road. The air conditioning is on full blast, but the heavy bass from the music filling the cabin more than makes up for it. It's almost as if he's trying to drown out any sound that might escape from your lips while you ride shotgun in nothing but your bare skin.

The streets are deserted at this hour, and Dave takes full advantage of it, pushing the speed limit even as he weaves through darkened intersections with ease. The thrill of being outside the confines of a patrol car sends shivers down your spine, making your cock harden again despite the cool air on your skin.

Your words have the desired effect on Dave. He smirks in the rearview mirror, eyes flicking briefly down toward your erection before looking back out at the road. "I suppose I could let you touch it," he says finally, reaching over and pressing a button to lower his window. The rush of cold night air envelops both of you as it pours into the car, bringing with it the sound of distant sirens and the smell of exhaust fumes from nearby cars.

Dave's free hand comes to rest on your shoulder, guiding you closer so that his pelvis is pressed against your hip. You can feel how hard he is through his uniform pants as you reach out with shaking hands to grasp him through the fabric. He moans softly as you begin to stroke him in time with your touch, and leans back against the seat with a sigh of pleasure.

When he pulls the car over to the curb outside of an abandoned warehouse, Dave's cock is painfully hard in your hand. "Come here," he growls, pulling you roughly onto his lap. His massive erection springs free, pointing straight up toward the ceiling like a flagpole. Your heart races with equal parts fear and arousal as he pushes your head down between his legs.

"Suck it," he says gruffly. "And do it good." His hands go to your hair, gripping tightly as you obey, taking his entire length into your mouth. Your nose presses against the wiry curls on his groin as you begin to bob your head up and down, sucking hard on the swollen crown of his cock.

Dave gasps, tilting his hips forward, pressing more of himself deeper into your throat. His fingers tang

Never one to shy away from dominance, Dave pushes his advantage. He growls into your ear, slamming his hips down against your face over and over again, taking your protests of being unable to breathe and turning them into moans of pleasure at his touch. His free hand comes to rest on the back of your head, holding you in place as he fucks your mouth with brutal efficiency.

Your eyes water from the effort of not gagging, but somehow it only makes the sensation more intense for both of you. The taste of his precum fills your mouth, making every swallow a decadent treat that leaves you craving more of him. He curses and groans as pleasure builds inside him, thrusting harder and faster until suddenly he comes, spraying hot cum down your throat in thick, creamy pulses.

You gag and cough, struggling for

air as he pulls his softening length from your mouth. His fingers stroke your hair soothingly, seeming to apologize for the roughness of it all. "There," he pants. "All better now." He straightens up in his seat and looks at you with a satisfied grin on his face. The expression makes something twist inside you.

"Get on your knees," Dave orders, pushing you roughly off his lap and onto the carpeted floor of the backseat. "And suck my cock again." His words are clipped and forceful as he undoes his pants, freeing himself once more. The massive shaft juts out toward you, already beginning to grow hard from your anticipation. Your lips part eagerly, saliva pooling in your mouth as you wait for him to finish the motion.

"That's a good boy," he says, handing you a

His free hand comes to rest on the back of your head, pushing your face down toward his erection. You obey eagerly, wrapping your lips around him again and sucking hard. He feels so hot in your mouth, hard and veiny against your tongue. As you begin to bob your head up and down, Dave's hips rise off the seat to meet your movements, thrusting forward until he buries himself deep inside your throat.

He growls with pleasure as you work him over with practiced ease. His hand tangles in your hair, keeping you in place even as he thrusts deeper and harder into your mouth. It doesn't take long for the warmth to build up between his legs again, filling you with another hot, thick load of cum. This time it's thicker than before, coating the back of your throat as you swallow obediently.

Dave slides a

As promised, Dave drives around town with you riding shotgun. The cool night air feels refreshing on your skin after the hot, heavy fuck session in the backseat. But despite the distance traveled and the changing scenery, one thing remains constant - his dominance over you. You're at his mercy, ready and willing to submit whenever he wants it.

Eventually, he pulls into a quiet residential area and parks along the curb. The houses are neatly kept with well-manicured lawns and flower beds. It's the perfect place for him to have his way with you again, far away from prying eyes. As soon as the car is parked, Dave pushes you roughly out of the seat and onto your hands and knees on the backseat.

His rough touch ignites a fire within you, making your cock harder than ever. He un