Caution: Contains explicit material. Not suitable for minors.
Fifty Shades of Distracted Driving
It was a long drive along the coast of California on a hot summer day. The windows were rolled down as they cruised along the road, the wind rushing through their hair. Ana had on a low-cut top, her nipples perky and visible through the light fabric. The skirt she wore came to about mid-thigh and was just the way Christian liked it. Instead of his normal business attire, Mr. Gray was wearing dark-wash jeans and a blue t-shirt with the words 'Like a Boss? No, I AM the boss!' scrawled across in red lettering. It was an odd shirt, but it was a gift from his niece so he had to wear it all day like he had promised.
"Anastasia," Christian cooed sexily, putting his hand on her knee.
"Yes?" She asked, her body electrified by the touch.
Moving his hand up between her thighs, he found her panties moist – clinging tightly to her skin.
"You're wet." Mr. Gray said, smirking.
Ana bit her lip and nodded as he began to brush over the cloth with his fingers.
"Mmm…" She moaned.
"I make you that excited?" He asked, pleased with himself.
"Yes!" Ana moaned, feeling him brush over her clitoris.
"Would you like to know what you do to me?" Christian said rhetorically and grabbed her hand, placing it over the large bulge in his pants.
Ana knew how big his dick was. How many times had she felt it in her since she lost her virginity? The thought made her squirm in her seat.
Christian unzipped his jeans and pulled out his large, erect cock. Looking at it made her mouth water and want it inside her. He undid her seatbelt with a 'click'.
"Christian?" Ana asked, looking at him with uncertainty.
"I thought we could make the ride a little more interesting." He grinned and ran his fingers through her hair.
"Okay." She said shyly and leaned over, wrapping her mouth around his throbbing erection. Soon Ana was bobbing up and down, feeling his muscles wining with pleasure.
"Ana…" He moaned, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "Faster."
She gave a noise of acknowledgement and sucked it furiously, barely getting enough air. He was about to come, Ana knew as she braced to swallow his load.
"I'm going to come!" Christian yelled and in another moment he did. His whole body jerked from the sensation and the car swerved.
A truck was coming around the turn towards them. Christian panicked, still in a daze from orgasming harder than he ever had before. With dread, he realized that he was in the wrong lane. He swerved quickly out of the way and soon their car was crashing through the guard rails and over the cliff. It was a long way down until the car plunged into the ocean. Mr. Gray felt the impact against the water. Released from his seatbelt, Christian opened the door to the submerged vehicle and swam to the surface. Bleeding, the salt water stung as he swam to shore.
Collapsing on the beach, he knew that Anastasia was dead. She had been thrown around like a ragdoll inside the car on impact. It was all his fault! He let himself slip into despair.
Years passed. Christian devoted himself to promoting safe driving, giving most of his billions to charity. It was lonely without Ana, but he had no one to blame but himself. He became a motivational speaker, ending every lecture with the words, "Always wear your seatbelt."
Fin.