Moving Violation

TITLE: Moving Violation AUTHOR: Midknight CHAPTER: 2 of 2 FANDOM: Gossip Girl SHIP: Blair / Chuck RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: Erotica SPOILERS: Season 1 - A couple. SYNOPSIS: What really happened between Blair and Chuck in the back of that limousine after they left the burlesque hall. DISCLAIMER: None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means. AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first Gossip Girl fic. I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies. FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. - midknight_tales@yahoo.com CHAPTER TWO They stayed paused like that for a moment, her eyes searching his and she asked herself if she was actually going to go through with this. She blinked once, swallowed and let go of his hips, letting her hands slide around to lightly cup his firm buttocks. Her head pressed back into the leather of the seat as she let out a shirt, sharp gasp and her breath hitched as he pressed into her, the pointed head of his cock popping through her tight entrance. Her tight, virgin pussy resisted his invasion, but wet and slippery with arousal, it failed against his unrelenting pressure. He stretched and filled her with the delicious friction of flesh rubbing against flesh, delving deeper into her channel, slowly allowing her time to adjust to him until he found his way barred by her maidenhead. He stayed there, rocking slightly so that he was sliding slightly back and forth through her moist, pliable flesh. She watched him lick his lips and then swoop down to kiss her again. She could feel the pressure of his dick head pressing against her hymen slowly increase. If he broke that barrier, crossed that threshold it would all be indisputably real, she would have lost her virginity. His lips left hers and he nuzzled at the juncture of her neck and shoulder and then kissed his way up to her ear. His tongue snaked out and licked the shell of her ear. "Blair... I'm sorry." He whispered to her and before she could react his hips pulled back and then forward, hard, driving himself through the barrier of her hymen. There was a feeling of building pressure and then a sharp, tearing pain that drew a gasped cry of: "OUCH!" from her and she tried to close her legs, pressing them hard to his sides. Her fingernails bit into his buttocks and her eyes widened, her vision going blurry with unshed tears. Her breathing was heavy and ragged as the enormity of what had just happened settled on her. "I'm no longer a virgin!" she told herself, the thought echoing through her mind on the aftershocks of the pain that had made that statement true. His thrust had some momentum to it and it was a moment before he stopped moving inside her. Her sex had clenched around him in shock, trying to stop his suddenly painful invasion and she could feel him pulsing against her intimate flesh. The pain subsided to a dull ache and then to a slight feeling of discomfort. Her chest felt like it was on fire and she explosively let out the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding. He hovered over her, remaining still inside her. The expression of concern looked out of place on Chuck's features, but it endeared him to her. "Are you okay?" he asked her shifting his weight to one of his elbows, freeing his hand to lightly wipe away the single tear that rolled down her cheek. She nodded with a wan little smile, not quite able to trust her voice as he rested his elbow next to her shoulder and with a strangely tender gesture stroked her hair away from where it had fallen into her face. She released her grip on his buttocks and ran her hands lightly up his back, feeling the long, curved slopes of the muscles under his skin. She also drew up her legs, lightly wrapping them around his. He took this as the signal she meant it to be and he slowly continued his forward journey. She grimaced slightly at the slight flare of pain as his shaft explore hither to untouched virgin flesh and slid through the recently opened threshold of her maiden head into her resisting core. He moved slowly, allowing her time to adjust, his eyes intent on hers, gauging her reactions before he once again lowered his lips to her skin. The feel of the electric friction of his thick shaft parting and filling her sex snaked its way up her spine and spidered out into her belly drawing long soft moans from her lips. He nuzzled, licked, sucked and nipped at the soft skin of her shoulder as she found her hips rising to add impetus to his thrust and finally bury him fully inside her. His lips found hers and they share a deep kiss before he started moving back and forth inside her. He started with short strokes, his hips simply just rocking at first. Her hard nipples pressed against his chest and scraped back and forth with his movement leaving them hot and tingly. He let a little more of his weight rest on her, flattening the firm globes of her breasts against his chest and putting more pressure on the turgid, sensitive little nubs of her nipples flooding her chest with ecstatic sensation. His strokes slowly increased, first in length, then power and finally speed until they found a steady, comfortable rhythm. She found herself undulating under him, pressing up to meet his thrusts and grinding against him when their pubic bones met with the sound of flesh on flesh. The muscles of his back shifted under her hands as they flexed and she scraped her fingernails across them as she urged him on. Her little clit sparked with surges of pleasure when it ground against the base of his latex-covered cock. She could feel a heavy tightening in the pit of her stomach that kept growing heavier and tighter with each deep stroke. He had driven her to a fever pitch with his tongue and it had only temporarily diminished with the pain of physically loosing her virginity. Each steady, rhythmic wave of pleasure that pulsed into her body as his shaft ploughed into her molten, slick, but tight channel pushed her just that little bit closer to the sensory overload that was her orgasm. Words of encouragement tumbled from her mouth between breathy moans until she could do no more than pant, her eyes half lidded, heavy with desire. He slowed his pace, but made up for it with longer, harder full-length strokes that made her gasp in counter point to his exhaled grunts as their bodies met. Her mind was reeling with the effort of processing all the intense sensations that were coursing through her body. One moment her orgasm was building, drawing its energy from the sizzling friction of his steel hard shaft driving through her tight furnace of her sex, the next, it exploded through her senses in heavy, intense pulsing waves. She let out a short, sharp cry that tapered into a long, stuttering moan as her sex clenched hard around his shaft before rippling along it as her muscles tensed and relaxed in rapid succession. Her toned belly, quivered and shuddered as those muscles followed suit. Her back became a taut curved bow as the muscles along her spine tensed and locked, pressing her body upwards and hard against his. Her shoulders pressed back into the leather of the seat under her and she tossed her head, as her wide eyes grew blurry and then sightless as the pleasure overpowered her senses. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't quite seem to catch her breath and she felt slightly light headed. His pace slowed, but he didn't stop as he kept sliding his thick shaft through her clenched sex constantly recharging the sensations that rocked her body. His body ground and slid against hers leaving her skin hot and prickly. Blair kept her world under tight control and always the master of every situation, except for this one. She simply surrendered to it as she floated in the haze of her rolling orgasm. He stopped moving and the intensity of the sensations playing havoc with her body mind finally started to subside and she relaxed in stages until she once again lay flat on the broad leather seat. She could feel him wrapped in her core, pulsing against her flesh. He was breathing heavily, but in long, slow breaths. His head rested on the seat next to hers, his lips lightly pressing soft kisses on the skin of her shoulder with most of his weight resting comfortably on her. Pleasurable little tremors still tickled her nerves and she sighed contentedly, a small, satisfied smile quirking her lips. They lay like that for a little while with her simply luxuriating in the echoes of her climax and the warm pressure of his body draped over hers. Her mind seemed to clear as her body adjusted to her new status. "Had he climaxed too?" she asked herself. He still filled her, as hard as when they had started and she hadn't heard him cry out or make any indication that he had, besides finally stopping his pleasing thrusts. She couldn't tell, she'd been a little preoccupied at the time. She turned her head to face him and he lifted his head slightly to return her gaze. "Did you... You know?" she asked him making a soft sound mimicking an explosion. She asked him partly out of curiosity and partly out of a growing sense of unease that she had somehow done something wrong. She watched his smile grow lazily bigger. "No... I didn't, but it was close, damn close." He informed her. She frowned. "Wasn't it the whole idea, for guys to... to get off? He almost sounded as if he had deliberately held back and stopped himself." She wondered. He shifted himself back onto his elbows, lifting some of his weight off her and she let out a soft, little, breathy groan as he shifted inside her. "Are you okay?" he asked her and she chuckled at how really good she felt. His answering grin was absolutely wicked. "Ready for round two?" he asked suggestively and she blinked at the implication and after a moment she nodded vigorously. He took his weight onto his knees and grasped her under her arms. She let him guide her as she shifted their position, his cock sliding about inside her, but not quite slipping out making her suck in her breath in response. Eventually they ended up almost in the same position they had started in, except she was now on her knees, straddling his thighs as he sat back and most importantly she was slowly sinking down onto his cock. Her hands resting on his shoulders and his hands gently grasping and kneading her waist gave her some support as she slowly lowered herself. "Oh my!" she exclaimed softly and wide eyed as their new position caused him to penetrate her differently creating a new catalogue of sensations. She rested for a moment after she settled on his lap and leaned forward to playfully nip and suck at his lips. His hands slipped from her waist and cupped her ass instead, his strong fingers kneading and fondling the firm curves. She rose slowly, using her hands on his shoulders and her thighs to lift herself. He guided and supported her with his hands and let her set the pace as she drove herself down on him or dragged herself up along his length. She kept her pace slow and her strokes long, rising until just his head was inside her and then slowly lowering herself until she could grind against his pubic bone, enjoying the feel of riding his length. The way he filled and stretched her and how she could make it feel differently by angling her hips differently or rolling them in small or bigger circles. She watched him intently, noting his reaction to her experimentation. She has always like the power of control and watching his nostrils flare or his teeth grit or his eyes blaze in response to what she was doing made her feel powerful which was almost as good as the pleasure. She found a rhythm that suited her and his groaned encouragement clearly showed he had no problem with it. She leaned forward and licked and sucked at his lips before her tongue duelled with his. One of his hands left its loving attention to her ass and slid up her body to cup and caress her breast. His nimble fingers found and played with her nipple, rolling the sensitive little nub and occasionally lightly pinching it. She let one of her hands drop to his chest and returned the favour as his hips started to rise to meet hers and their bodies met with a wet slap. He broke their kiss and trailed his lips down her throat and chest and then lifted her breast to his lips to engulf her nipple, areola and as much of her tit flesh as he could fit in his mouth. She let out little gasps as he sucked at her and it felt like there was a cord connecting her nipple to her snatch as her sex tensed in response. She felt that heaviness starting to build again. His hand moved to her other breast to continue its titillating exploration as his tongue took over where his fingers had started. She felt that heavy feeling start to build in the pit of her stomach again as the energy of their enthusiastic coupling surged up her spine and sang through her body. She sped up without conscious thought, lifting her self and crashing down onto his lap to grind against his crotch with rocking, rolling hips. His hand and lips left her breasts as he again took a firm hold on her ass, helping her rise and crash down harder on his thrusting member. His breath was hot against her chest as he dragged in noisy gulps of air and blew them out explosively against her skin. She concentrated on it this time, feeling it inside her like a coiling spring, tightening each his thick shaft drove through her slick, but clenched resisting flesh. "Oh Fuck!" she heard him groan loudly and then grunt. His hands shifted from her ass to her hips and held her down as he thrust up and kept her there. Blair felt his cock swell inside her, throbbing through the thin layer of latex that separated their flesh and then he started to spasm inside her, throwing his head back hard against the seat back, his eyes narrowed to slits, his teeth bared and clenched. His hips jerked against hers, grinding her clit between them and as much as she had tried to anticipate it, she still wasn't ready for it. The spring unfurled, releasing all its pent up energy to blast her climax through her body, senses and mind, locking her pussy around his expanding and contracting shaft in a tight, flexing grip of her core. Her ass clenched and her stomach quivered. She bit her lip to stifle the loud cry she felt bubbling out of her, sure that everyone outside the limo would hear it, if not muted. Even, as her senses flooded with ecstatic pleasure, they seemed extremely shop. Her skin was alive and she could feel the points of his fingers as they dug into the skin of her hips. She could hear the slight crunch of her spine as it arched and the inside of the back of the limo seemed unnaturally bright. The aroma of sex surrounded her and tantalised her nostrils and then another intense wave of pleasure closely followed the first, too closely and she let her eyes flutter closed as she rode out her orgasm. When the world returned, she was slumped against him, her cheek resting on his shoulder. She could feel the trip hammer beat of his heart against her breast and his hands gripping her hips. His grip tightened and she groaned as he lifted her off him and settled her on the seat next to him. She watched him remove the condom and knot its open end, she could see the end bulge heavily with his spent semen before he disposed of it in the trash receptical. She didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed that enough had for her normal, rational mind to reassert itself. Whether it was that the alcohol had worked itself out of her system or that she had only now processed what they had done, but she suddenly became very aware of her nudity and the fact that it was Chuck Bass she was naked with. The leather of the seat was suddenly cool and rough against her buttocks. Chuck was pulling his boxers back on and she surreptitiously checked herself, finding a light smear of blood on the inside of her thigh mixed with her own expelled juices. She wasn't sore exactly, but not completely comfortable either. He looked as if he were about to say something, but instead he simply started collecting his clothes. She located her clothes and following Chuck's lead dressed in silence. He hit the intercom button and gave Blair's address to the driver. "God alone knows what the driver thinks had happened in the back of his limo, while he drove around aimlessly." she wondered. There wasn't much doubt in her mind that he did know. He was after all Chuck's regular driver and she was certain she wasn't his first conquest in this situation. "Christ... She'd lost her virginity to Chuck Bass in the back of a limo." She told herself, having to hear it in her mind, in her own words to verify that it was real. She straightened her clothes as best she could, her damp panties sticking to her skin, making her squirm to find comfort as she looked out the tinted window. They avoided each other's eyes as the car slowed and then came to a stop. A few moments later the driver opened the door. She turned to Chuck and saw him almost nervously lick his lips. "What did one say in this situation?" she asked herself, shifting her leg out of the car and placing her foot on the sidewalk. "Thanks for the lift, Chuck." She finally said and stepped out of the car. "My pleasure, Blair." His reply drifted to her ears just as the door shut. She watched the limousine pull away and stayed on the sidewalk, her arms folded under her still slightly sensitive breasts until it disappeared down the street. THE END