Straight Female / 31
You tell me what you'd do in my situation ?...
Having been to a party with some people we'd not long met in northern Scotland, My husband had gotten himself extremely drunk on whisky. Driving back the twenty or so miles to the cottage we were staying in, the car broke down. I'd taken a so called short cut which had sent us off the usual main road, so in all honesty I was lost. Lost with a unconscious very drunk husband with a car that wouldn't work and it was dark.
Getting no reception on my phone and seeing no lights anywhere near to us, I was beginning to get a little scared. Then like a scene from a movie, head lights appeared across the valley from us heading in our direction. After about ten minutes the headlights shone bright on our car as the vehicle approached. Not being able to see who it was, I got out of the car and was delighted to see a guy in his mid fifties. And his truck looked like it had a towing bar on it.
He walked over, asked me if were ok and listened as I told him my predicament. As calm as you like in a very clear Almost accent he said "I can tow you back to the garage I own, or your hotel, but first you'll have to put out for me". Not quite understanding what he meant I asked him. He replied "If you want to move tonight, you'll have to suck my dick and let me fuck you".
I told the guy to fuck off, and he immediately turned around and was about to walk away. Still facing away, he said "It's the festival weekend love, no one will be passing this way until at least Monday". It was Friday night, and even if I waited until the following morning for my husband to come round, we'd have to walk the twenty something miles to our cottage to get help.
As he was about to get into his truck, I told him to stop. Walking back to me he opened his trousers and flopped out the largest fattest cock I'd ever seen in the flesh. Not trying to think at all, I squatted down onto my haunches and opened my mouth.
He might have been a stranger, and we might have got to wrong footing, but no sooner than I'd started to suck on his cock, I got incredibly turned on. In my mind I told myself "This is a free fuck". No one would ever know and we'd be back to our cottage before my husband got anywhere near waking up. So with renewed vigour and a sense of now wanting this guys cock, I started to suck it in as far as I could. He might have been in his mid fifties I'd guess, but his dick became ultra hard and very big. And soon I was enjoying sucking on it as much as he was having me give him a blow job.
Taking hold of my hair, he began to fuck my mouth harder and faster and I thought he going to cum, but he didn't, he just got more and more into face fucking me. A few minutes more and he suddenly stopped.
Getting me to walk over to our car, he pushed me face down onto the bonnet, lifted the mid length skirt I had on and literally tore off my knickers. Not even having the chance to ask him if he a condom, he speared my pussy in one long thrust and had me gasping with the force of his entry.
Keeping me pushed down, he absolutely destroyed my pussy. Fucking as hard as he could from the moment his cock bottomed out up my love hole. And looking back now, I simply couldn't have been more horny for him to be doing it. I wasn't the love of his life, I was a woman who he knew he could fuck like a slut. And that sense of being his for a common fuck, to me right then and there was thrilling and so very dirty. Turning me head I couldn't help myself, I told him to screw me for all he was worth.
The sheer force of his thrusts was moving the car, and I saw my husband stir inside the vehicle. At one point I thought I saw him watching us, but when I looked back at my husband, he was still sound asleep. The man began to make loud grunting noises and I knew he was about to cum, but I wanted to cum also. And I knew what made me cum quickly. Asking him to pull out, I took hold of his pussy juiced cock and guided it to my arsehole. He made some sort of comment, but I missed it in the blowing wind. All the same he entered the one hole I cannot resist cumming from. Maybe a dozen or so thrusts of his cock deep up my arse and I was his, I was orgasming and cumming like I hadn't in a long long time. And then his cock erupted inside my arsehole filling it with his warm sticky cum.
Leaning onto me, he put his mouth to my ear an said "Thank you, I've not had a fuck in years".
Ten minutes later I was sat at the drivers wheel steering our car as we were getting towed. The guys cum was leaking out of my rear hole and my husband was still lost to the world. Arriving some time later at the cottage, the garage owner helped me get my husband inside. He then made me another offer. Asking me if he did the work overnight to get our car sorted, would I have some more fun with him.
As my husband slept away his whisky, I brought the garage owner inside and spent another hour having the most inventive sex I can ever remember having. He was so into pleasing me in every way possible, I was genuinely at a loss when he eventually came up my arsehole again and left me with a glowing feeling of complete and utter sexual relief.
When we woke up the following morning and I'd taken a long hot bath, I opened the curtains to find our car parked outside. My husband was still suffering from a major hangover, so I nipped outside to retrieve what I saw to a be a note stuck under the wiper blades.
The note says (I still have it) "Thanks for last night, you made a middle aged man very happy, hope the rest of your holiday goes well, I've fixed your car and given it a full service. Thanks again John x". Right at the bottom of the note was another little message and the reason I've kept it. "My number is 07********* phone me if you need any further servicing".
No sooner than we'd gotten back home last month, my husband booked us back into the same cottage for April next year. I in turn text the number to let my garage friend know we'd be back around that time of year. He replied "I'll be here if you need your holes flushing out, John x".
So as I've stated at the start what would you have done ?. Given my husband and I have sex maybe once a week, knowing I've gotten John's large fat cock to look forward to, is to me right now, so very exciting and so very horny.
Having been to a party with some people we'd not long met in northern Scotland, My husband had gotten himself extremely drunk on whisky. Driving back the twenty or so miles to the cottage we were staying in, the car broke down. I'd taken a so called short cut which had sent us off the usual main road, so in all honesty I was lost. Lost with a unconscious very drunk husband with a car that wouldn't work and it was dark.
Getting no reception on my phone and seeing no lights anywhere near to us, I was beginning to get a little scared. Then like a scene from a movie, head lights appeared across the valley from us heading in our direction. After about ten minutes the headlights shone bright on our car as the vehicle approached. Not being able to see who it was, I got out of the car and was delighted to see a guy in his mid fifties. And his truck looked like it had a towing bar on it.
He walked over, asked me if were ok and listened as I told him my predicament. As calm as you like in a very clear Almost accent he said "I can tow you back to the garage I own, or your hotel, but first you'll have to put out for me". Not quite understanding what he meant I asked him. He replied "If you want to move tonight, you'll have to suck my dick and let me fuck you".
I told the guy to fuck off, and he immediately turned around and was about to walk away. Still facing away, he said "It's the festival weekend love, no one will be passing this way until at least Monday". It was Friday night, and even if I waited until the following morning for my husband to come round, we'd have to walk the twenty something miles to our cottage to get help.
As he was about to get into his truck, I told him to stop. Walking back to me he opened his trousers and flopped out the largest fattest cock I'd ever seen in the flesh. Not trying to think at all, I squatted down onto my haunches and opened my mouth.
He might have been a stranger, and we might have got to wrong footing, but no sooner than I'd started to suck on his cock, I got incredibly turned on. In my mind I told myself "This is a free fuck". No one would ever know and we'd be back to our cottage before my husband got anywhere near waking up. So with renewed vigour and a sense of now wanting this guys cock, I started to suck it in as far as I could. He might have been in his mid fifties I'd guess, but his dick became ultra hard and very big. And soon I was enjoying sucking on it as much as he was having me give him a blow job.
Taking hold of my hair, he began to fuck my mouth harder and faster and I thought he going to cum, but he didn't, he just got more and more into face fucking me. A few minutes more and he suddenly stopped.
Getting me to walk over to our car, he pushed me face down onto the bonnet, lifted the mid length skirt I had on and literally tore off my knickers. Not even having the chance to ask him if he a condom, he speared my pussy in one long thrust and had me gasping with the force of his entry.
Keeping me pushed down, he absolutely destroyed my pussy. Fucking as hard as he could from the moment his cock bottomed out up my love hole. And looking back now, I simply couldn't have been more horny for him to be doing it. I wasn't the love of his life, I was a woman who he knew he could fuck like a slut. And that sense of being his for a common fuck, to me right then and there was thrilling and so very dirty. Turning me head I couldn't help myself, I told him to screw me for all he was worth.
The sheer force of his thrusts was moving the car, and I saw my husband stir inside the vehicle. At one point I thought I saw him watching us, but when I looked back at my husband, he was still sound asleep. The man began to make loud grunting noises and I knew he was about to cum, but I wanted to cum also. And I knew what made me cum quickly. Asking him to pull out, I took hold of his pussy juiced cock and guided it to my arsehole. He made some sort of comment, but I missed it in the blowing wind. All the same he entered the one hole I cannot resist cumming from. Maybe a dozen or so thrusts of his cock deep up my arse and I was his, I was orgasming and cumming like I hadn't in a long long time. And then his cock erupted inside my arsehole filling it with his warm sticky cum.
Leaning onto me, he put his mouth to my ear an said "Thank you, I've not had a fuck in years".
Ten minutes later I was sat at the drivers wheel steering our car as we were getting towed. The guys cum was leaking out of my rear hole and my husband was still lost to the world. Arriving some time later at the cottage, the garage owner helped me get my husband inside. He then made me another offer. Asking me if he did the work overnight to get our car sorted, would I have some more fun with him.
As my husband slept away his whisky, I brought the garage owner inside and spent another hour having the most inventive sex I can ever remember having. He was so into pleasing me in every way possible, I was genuinely at a loss when he eventually came up my arsehole again and left me with a glowing feeling of complete and utter sexual relief.
When we woke up the following morning and I'd taken a long hot bath, I opened the curtains to find our car parked outside. My husband was still suffering from a major hangover, so I nipped outside to retrieve what I saw to a be a note stuck under the wiper blades.
The note says (I still have it) "Thanks for last night, you made a middle aged man very happy, hope the rest of your holiday goes well, I've fixed your car and given it a full service. Thanks again John x". Right at the bottom of the note was another little message and the reason I've kept it. "My number is 07********* phone me if you need any further servicing".
No sooner than we'd gotten back home last month, my husband booked us back into the same cottage for April next year. I in turn text the number to let my garage friend know we'd be back around that time of year. He replied "I'll be here if you need your holes flushing out, John x".
So as I've stated at the start what would you have done ?. Given my husband and I have sex maybe once a week, knowing I've gotten John's large fat cock to look forward to, is to me right now, so very exciting and so very horny.
