Bi-Sexual Female / 26
Public Masturbation
So, I have an insanely high sex drive and my husband just.... doesn't. He never really has, but I overlooked that because I loved him, who he was, not because of how many times we messed up the sheets in one day.
Anyway, I told him that I was going to the store and I'd be back shortly. I needed to get some things to make dinner.
On the way there, I noticed I was getting a slight "problem". My pussy was starting to get really, really wet. I couldn't go in to the store with a dripping pussy. So, to get some relief, I lifted my skirt and pulled my thong to the side and started rubbing it.
I parked in the back of the parking lot as not to be around too many people, but when I started to really get in to it, a truck pulled up and parked in the spot beside me. I pulled my skirt down a little in a feeble attempt to cover myself, but there was no stopping at this point. The driver got out (a man who looked to be in his early 30's), looked around to see if there was anything coming, saw me in my car and smiled and waved.
In a split second, a dirty thought ran through my mind, and before i could stop myself, I was waving him over. I rolled my window about half way down and inched my skirt up little by little while he was standing there and I was pretending to ask for directions.
He was trying to be nice while he answered me and keep his eyes on my face, but I'd see his eyes dart down to my fingers on my clit and back up to my face.
"Would you like a better look?" I asked, as I rolled the window fully down.
"Uhh...." his eyes went straight to my pussy and he rested his forearms where the window was. I could see him starting to squirm and his hand moved to his crotch for a second, then his arm was back on the door. He seemed content just watching me for a few minutes, but I wanted to see how dirty he was.
"Do you want to feel it?" I asked. I regularly get my pussy waxed, and had just done so the day before. It makes everything so much more sensitive that it is with shaving. At least, it does for me.
"Are you sure?" His eyes were wide, but the look on his face told me all I needed to know.
I pulled his left hand off of the door and rested it on top of my pussy. He felt how wet I was, licked his lips and began sliding his fingers up and down my slit. I inched my shirt down and started playing with my tits while I watched him play with my pussy. It felt so good to have someone's fingers working it other than my own, for once.
"Oh fuck..." I breathed. "Keep doing that. Just like that." He kept circling my clit with his finger and with his other hand, reached down to pinch my nipple. Just as I was about to come, he pulled his hand away, licked his fingers, and shoved them in to my pussy while he rubbed my clit with his thumb.
The flood gates opened. I was squirting all over his hand, my steering wheel, the dash, the floorboard. He heard me start to moan loudly, so to stifle me, he started kissing me while I rode his hand. His tongue was circling mine, the hand that was pinching my nipple was now around my throat, and just as I was coming down from my orgasm, his teeth were biting down on my lip as a series of grunts emerged from his chest and his face turned red. I smiled and took off my thong and handed it to him as a souvenir, and when he walked away, there was a giant wet spot on his shirt. Apparently, when he put his boner in his waistband, his cock was so big that it stuck out underneath his shirt by about 3 inches. God i would've loved to have that in me.
Ah well, maybe next time.
Anyway, I told him that I was going to the store and I'd be back shortly. I needed to get some things to make dinner.
On the way there, I noticed I was getting a slight "problem". My pussy was starting to get really, really wet. I couldn't go in to the store with a dripping pussy. So, to get some relief, I lifted my skirt and pulled my thong to the side and started rubbing it.
I parked in the back of the parking lot as not to be around too many people, but when I started to really get in to it, a truck pulled up and parked in the spot beside me. I pulled my skirt down a little in a feeble attempt to cover myself, but there was no stopping at this point. The driver got out (a man who looked to be in his early 30's), looked around to see if there was anything coming, saw me in my car and smiled and waved.
In a split second, a dirty thought ran through my mind, and before i could stop myself, I was waving him over. I rolled my window about half way down and inched my skirt up little by little while he was standing there and I was pretending to ask for directions.
He was trying to be nice while he answered me and keep his eyes on my face, but I'd see his eyes dart down to my fingers on my clit and back up to my face.
"Would you like a better look?" I asked, as I rolled the window fully down.
"Uhh...." his eyes went straight to my pussy and he rested his forearms where the window was. I could see him starting to squirm and his hand moved to his crotch for a second, then his arm was back on the door. He seemed content just watching me for a few minutes, but I wanted to see how dirty he was.
"Do you want to feel it?" I asked. I regularly get my pussy waxed, and had just done so the day before. It makes everything so much more sensitive that it is with shaving. At least, it does for me.
"Are you sure?" His eyes were wide, but the look on his face told me all I needed to know.
I pulled his left hand off of the door and rested it on top of my pussy. He felt how wet I was, licked his lips and began sliding his fingers up and down my slit. I inched my shirt down and started playing with my tits while I watched him play with my pussy. It felt so good to have someone's fingers working it other than my own, for once.
"Oh fuck..." I breathed. "Keep doing that. Just like that." He kept circling my clit with his finger and with his other hand, reached down to pinch my nipple. Just as I was about to come, he pulled his hand away, licked his fingers, and shoved them in to my pussy while he rubbed my clit with his thumb.
The flood gates opened. I was squirting all over his hand, my steering wheel, the dash, the floorboard. He heard me start to moan loudly, so to stifle me, he started kissing me while I rode his hand. His tongue was circling mine, the hand that was pinching my nipple was now around my throat, and just as I was coming down from my orgasm, his teeth were biting down on my lip as a series of grunts emerged from his chest and his face turned red. I smiled and took off my thong and handed it to him as a souvenir, and when he walked away, there was a giant wet spot on his shirt. Apparently, when he put his boner in his waistband, his cock was so big that it stuck out underneath his shirt by about 3 inches. God i would've loved to have that in me.
Ah well, maybe next time.
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