nighttime drive part 1
I was working late as a hostess in an upscale restaurant
near the shore. It was a Tuesday night, slow and boring so
I got off the clock early and had a couple drinks at the bar.
After two drinks the bus boys started to look good so I thoug3ht
it would be best to head home. I walked out to my car and the
balminess of the evening hit me. The air felt great and I
loved the feel of it against my naked upper thighs. I have
been a stocking wearing woman for many years after I found
that even the most steadfastly faithful man can not help
but get a full fledged hard on from a glimpse of stockings
and if by chance they get to touch them or see a very neatly
or completely bare bush or bush area framed by a garter belt
and stockings they would give in and do whatever your hearts
desire. It did not matter whether you were pretty or plain,
slim or not so slim. It was the idea or the sexy woman and if
they were older, some of them had the memory of momma or sister
or lover in them to reinforce the desire.
I climbed into the car and unbuttoned my dress. It buttoned
top to bottom. Under I wore a black shelf bra, the kind that
pushes your titties up but does not cover them. I had a wide
black lace garter belt on and sheer black seamed stockings.
Plain black high heeled pumps. I was neither plain nor beautiful.
Plump red lips and big brown eyes made up for anything lacking.
I started the car and headed home, stroking my nipples and
playing with my pussy. I thought of masturbating while
talking to someone on the computer or phone and decided
that I needed that release before I would be able to sleep
tonight. Pulling onto the expressway I was careful not
to pull in too close behind a truck and started paying more
attention to my driving then my nipples or pussy. My dress
was wide open and as I drove the lights from the streetlights
illuminated my white body against the black lace. A trucker
pulled along side of me for a peek. He blew his horn. I realized
he had a good view so I spread my legs and played with myself
driving along side of him at a steady pace. I found I was very
wet and enjoyed myself as he started to motion for me to pull
over. I kept waving him off but finally I thought what the
hell. Maybe he would finger me through the window and I would
have something to tell the guys on the internet.
I followed the truck off an exit into a grocery store parking
lot. It was closed and the parking lot was kind of dark. He
pulled over to the far side and I pulled along side of him
but on the dark side. As I watched him shut down his rig I slipped
my hands out of the dress and sat there in just my bra, garter
belt and stocking. I pinched my nipples and smoothed my
hair. As I looked in the mirror I saw a large man come towards
the car.
He was very tall and built like a line backer. Just
like the old clich he had a cowboy hat one. As he moved to
my side of the car I felt a large droplet of moisture roll
down my lips to the car seat.
He moved his head to the window and in a deep southern drawl,
Well, hello there little lady. Looks like you are having
a little trouble and need a had or two. You think? I said
as I giggled (very uncharacteristic of me) and reached
for one of his meaty hands. I pulled it to my breast and he
whistled. I held him tightly there and moved his fingers
till they pinched my nipple. I moaned. I heard his breath
be taken in sharply. I moved his fingers down my belly but
he backed off from the car. I knew I might lose him here so
I had to act quickly. Men love to seduced. I hoped he was one
of them. Turn around for a second I asked and I opened the
car door and stood up. I closed the door. Turn around now
I said as I reached for his hand. I pulled his hand to my breast
and then sucked a finger. His other hand went to his crotch
as he adjusted himself. I reached forward and placed my
palm on the hard mound in his jeans and asked Do you have
a condom with you. I had to ask twice. Finally he said, NO,
not here. In the truck. Well baby, I guess you had better
hurry to the truck and back here before I change my mind now
right? With that he turned and went quickly to the drivers
side of the truck.
While he was gone I rubbed my nipples and smelled the air.
I smirked that I was just about naked in a grocery parking
lot waiting for a big strange man who drives a truck to come
back and fuck me. Fuck me. God, where was he going to fuck
me. I moved to the back of my car and put my hands on the trunk.
I placed a foot on the bumper and fixed my stocking. Then
I felt the wetness of my pussy. He came behind me. Hurry
before I change my mind. I heard his pants and the ripping
of the condom package. You sure about this maam? I mean
I isnt no little boy. I am kind of a big man you see. If you
keep talking I will just go home. Now do you want to fuck my
pussy or what? With that his hands were on my waist. I grabbed
for the trunk with both of my hands. I saw the dim light reflect
off of my freshly panted fingernails as he moved himself
to enter me. Funny the things you think of. I started to think
how my nail polish and lipstick were the same shade and then
it hit me. This man was hung. He was big. Large. He pushed
into me and I moaned. OH GOD it was big. It felt incredible
le. I felt him slowly but steadily push is cock into my soaking
pussy. It pushed my lips open and then pulled them open.
His cock made itself know to my pussy. He took me. He was opening
me more than I had ever been opened before. He was thick and
as his head filled me and then the stalk of his cock stated
to enter my swollen lips I felt the feeling I had only read
about before.
The feeling of being split open. It hurt and
felt incredible both at the same time. He was steady as he
sunk into me, or at least I though he had sunk into me. I heard
a sound come out of me as he started to pull back and he reached
for a nipple. Then he pushed back into me only this time deeper
and harder. I was thrilled by the feel of him and yet nervous
that I could not fit him into me. I gasped. I told you I as
a man little lady. Hold on now cause no one has died yet from
a fucking. He moved his hips and pushed against me. I can
honestly say I can not remember if he was skillful. I can
not remember how long he fucked me. I can only tell you that
I came. I came and begged him fuck me. I begged him to make
me cum again. He got a steady rhythm going and fucked me and
pulled my hair back as he pulled a nipple. I am not sure about
the ending. All of a sudden the warm air was blowing along
my naked skin as I leaned over the car trunk. I heard the truck
go into gear and watched him pull away. I stood and felt something
slide off of me. I picked it up and could not read it. After
getting into the car I read the car was a business card with
a number. I slipped it into my purse.
My pussy was warm and swollen and my fingers felt nice in
it as I got back on the interstate and headed home. Now, did
I mention I did not go right home?