$name1 is excited to be going out on a date, to the point she’s got a new dress and has freshly shaven. The date however bombed, and still turned on from what she had hoped for, starts to play in the car – before realizing she’s not alone…
$name1 had arranged a date for that Saturday.
It was a date, with a guy $name1 had met online and was very attracted to.
$name1 had already lost track of how long she had gone without a date, at least a formal one. Dinner, dancing, some movies, and generally that kind of fun date.
$name1 bought a dress for the occasion. Something special, something to impress. $name1 even went to an extra effort in the shower that day to make sure everything was… Tidy.
$name1 wanted to take him home and have sex. $name1 missed sex.
Later that evening…
The date went very badly.
Thie guy was trying to get $name1 to spend all her money and he wasn’t wanting to contribute to the bill.
His conversation was poor, and it was a frustratingly bad evening.
$name1 was upset.
$name1 thought about going to a bar by herself, but she changed my mind. It wasn’t a good idea to go to a bar by herself, that upset, and wanting to have sex.
It was better to go home, and she did.
All the way home she thought about how that guy had tried to make her pay for everything. Was it because of the fact that he just wanted a free dinner?
What a disappointment.
Stopping at a red light, staring straight ahead, $name1 was very angry and yet very excited.
$name1 took one hand off the wheel and put it on her crotch, and she pressed. She was wearing a light dress, but very pretty as usual when she went out on a date.
$name1’s panties were made of lace so you could feel her pussy perfectly just by putting your hand there.
$name1 wanted to masturbate.
The light turned green, and $name1 continued to drive home, but the tingling from between her legs and the urge to touch was growing stronger and stronger.
It was still a good half an hour driving to get home, and now $name1 was out of the city, she was passing a lot of quieter roads.
Fuck it. $name1 pulled off the road, and into the car park of what, during the day, is a busy, bustling park, but at nighttime, deafly silent.
$name1 opened the car door and sat in the back. Once in position, she spread her legs taking up most of the space that the front of the car had to offer, and put her hand on her crotch, playing with her clit.
$name1 closed her eyes and forgot about the outside world.
She was moaning, squeezing her breasts, which she already had out of her dress, and with her nipples very erect from her horniness and the cold night air.
From the outside, you could see everything but $name1 didn’t think about it. $name1 was very excited.
All she could think about was masturbating and cumming over the seat of her car.
$name1 sped up, rubbing her clit harder and faster, moving from side to side, up and down whilst pinching her nipples, and man-handling her own breasts, moaning with pleasure.
Occasionally sliding her fingers from her clit, down into her pussy, parting her lips and sinking them as deep as she could.
Eyes shut, $name1 was slipping down in her seat, writhing in the self-pleasure she was administering.
Opening her eyes to readjust her position, she glanced outside the car and $name1 realized she wasn’t alone. Two guys had appeared from nowhere and had decided to watch $name1 masturbate through the car windows.
$name1 felt embarrassed at first, but then her mind started racing and the thought of being watched started to turn her on.
It’s at this point she noticed that one of the guys had his hand resting on his cock, holding it tight.
An idea forged itself in $name1’s mind.
Taking a moment to neglect her wet, needy pussy, $name1 leaned over and held down the window button, letting it roll down, the whirring of the window motor filling the silence.
The two men took that as a sign and approached the open window, getting an unimpaired view of $name1 in all her glory.
Lustfully starting at the men, rubbing her clit, the man refraining from wanking his cock reached in, caressing $name1’s face, neck, and working down to her pert boobs and hard nipples. Taking time out to give them a playful pull and twist.
The guy wanking his cock over $name1 swapped with his friend, and reached in with his hand that he had been stroking his cock with… His fingers glistened with precum as he caressed her breasts… The thought of his precum residing on her skin drove her insane.
No longer content with rubbing her clit, $name1 began to work two fingers in and out of her pussy, pumping them with great purpose.
$name1’s screams got louder.
Both men were no stood wanking their cocks over the show $name1 was putting on, and soon the first guy started to grunt, and instinctively $name1 scrambled to get close to the open window, letting him shoot part of his load across her breasts… The sensation of warm cum on her skin just made her finger herself harder, and she wasn’t going to hold out much longer.
Leaning back into the chair, her screams were doubling until $name1 began to writhe and convulse, as her orgasm began to overwhelm her.
The sight and sounds of $name1 orgasming took the second guy over the edge, and not wanting to miss out on what his friend received, he edged close to the window and came over $name1, hot white streams of cum landing on her breasts, her arm, her dress, and her thigh as she was mid-orgasm.
Eyes shut, and coming down from her explosive orgasm, $name1 started to come back around, realizing she was now alone, with just the white sticky mess left by her two new acquaintances.
