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By *ree8ive OP Man
over a year ago
CORNWALL |
Wrote this for a friend whilst stuck in an airport...better than 'Take a Break'!! Hope someone likes it....
It had a been a hot day, maybe the hottest of the year so far. Maggie had been glad to escape from the office, although on reflection, it had been a good day. Clients on the phone cheerful, no real emergencies and most colleagues happy and a little flirty in a way that sun and summer dresses seemed to bring out. The forecasters had said it would be hot, so Maggie had dressed accordingly, as had several girls in the office. Her lightest blouse and cotton skirt...the blouse so thin it couldnt hide most of the details of her bra, resulting in her choosing a white lacy one that normally only saw special dates and the skirt above the knee, snug around the bum, but flowing out after that to hopefully allow some air flow even when sat behind her desk.
The men in the office were pretty much restricted to suits or smart trousers and shirts, but Maggie had been able to catch a glimpse of toned forearms and shoulders as some of the fitter guys had rolled up sleeves and dispensed with ties after lunch. She had even found herself glancing at a few of the girls who had undone maybe one button extra on their blouse to reveal a little more cleavage than usual, or needing to bend down to lower shelves or baskets, showed off smooth, silky thighs to anyone looking, seemingly unaware or uncaring.....
Escaping at 5, Maggie started to 30 minute drive home, with the radio and thoughts of the day, which basically meant she found herself trying to decide if Mikes strong forearms and shoulders would be preferable to Sarahs thighs, should she be able to get close to either! Both thoughts resulted in a familiar tingling below, which brought a little smile to Maggies lips and thoughts of what she needed to do as soon as she got home.....
The traffic slowed and it soon became apparent that the dual carraigeway had one lane shut for some reason, resulting in both lanes having to filter into one. Winding her window down and wondering if aircon was worth it for 3 days a year, Maggie glanced across at the van that was level with her. A cheeky smile met her gaze from a guy, Maggie guessed, in his early 30's. She grinned back, a little shyly, but enjoying the attention from a good looking man who continued to look her way as his smile turned into a wide grin and saucy wink.
Sat higher up in the passenger seat of his van, he could look down into Maggies Mazda MX5, enabling him to catch a glimpse of her long legs as her skirt had stuck to the hot leather seat as she'd climbed in, making it rise way above her knees and exposing more of her thighs than she'd normally like. The hot afternoon and her naughty thoughts had brought out her brazen side, so she didnt really care, and anyway, who would be able to see?? Ignoring his stare, she pretended not to realise what was on show and turning to her hand bag on the passenger seat, leant over, allowing her blouse to slip open, giving the vanman, as she was mentally calling him, a view of her cleavage and the sexy white bra she had chosen that morning...this made Maggie more excited and she felt the tingling sensation growing, her pussy moistening and her nipples joining in with the fun. Her face a little flushed, she avoided the vanmans gaze and wriggled a little in her seat, making her boobs jiggle and the skirt rise a little higher still...
By now the traffic had reached the filter, and she managed to join the single file ahead of the van. Looking in her mirror, she saw an older guy, maybe early 50's, driving the van, smiling as his passenger obviously regaled the events of the last 5 minutes to him. As the traffic picked up pace, Maggie now was desperate to get home and attend to her pussy that demanded attention. She had already made up her mind as to the course of events once she had closed her front door....dashing to her bedroom, shoes kicked off in the hall, blouse undone on the way to the bedroom, panties discarded, lying back on the cool sheets, skirt raised to her waist, she would allow her fingers to stroke and caress her thigh as the other hand expertly found her stiffening clit....the plans definitely included her rabbit, as her brazen, horny mood meant she wanted to get her best friend throbbing deep inside her now wet hole and work him in and out, imagining it was a hard, thick cock, using her, taking her up that mountain, treating her like the horny slut she wanted to be today, craving cock, any cock.....
Her X rated thoughts hadnt registered the red light flashing on the dashboard of the little Mazda until it was too late.....the jet of white steam from under the bonnet certainly brought Maggie back to the real world, and she was able to slowly roll into a long layby beside the road that fortunately had a row of bushes and trees, shielding her predicament from the passing cars.
Before she could get out of the car, a familiar white van rolled in behind her, and the passenger jumped out...looking up at the smiling face, Maggie's view was soon full of a pair of jeans and she couldnt help noticing an impressive bulge in the front, even though her mind should have been on her stricken car.
'Stay there', said the vanman, 'pull the bonnet catch a minute', he added in an authoritive way.
Doing as she was asked, Maggie pulled the catch and watched as vanman slowly and carefully lifted the bonnet. The cloud of steam was almost as impressive as the torso filling vanmans t shirt.
After a minute or so, he returned to her door, 'Youve split a hose, lost quite a bit of water, good job you stopped when you did'.
'Damn', said Maggie, 'can I still drive it?'. 'Nope, fraid not', replied van man, 'it'll need to cool down first, its almost as hot as you', he said with another of his winks. Maggie now had the overwhelming urge to show this cheeky, saucy bulge just how hot she really was. Rising to his bait, she could be as forward as he was....
Getting out of the car, she was determined to show as much of her slim, toned thighs and long, tanned legs as possible and her slow but sure exit was fully appreciated by van man. 'Now what can I do?' Maggie said in her best helpless girl voice. Van man soon regained his composure and after asking where she was heading, offered her a lift in the van. 'Well', said Maggie, 'I guess 3rd class riding is better than 1st class walking! Let me get my bag'.
Purposely leaning over from the driver side door, feet apart, Maggie leant forward over to the passenger seat to grab her bag, her skirt rising way up as she struggled to reach the bag, resulting in her having to rest her tummy on the top of the door, her feet on tip toes. She could feel her skirt skimming the tops of her thighs, but not caring, she wriggled more and more.
'Ohh, damn!' she exclaimed, 'I think I need a hand!. 'No problem', said van man, placing a firm hand on the back of her leg...'Dont fall in! He chuckled...and slowly slid his hand up the back of her leg to her thigh...'Ive, ummm, got you' he said in a low, husky voice. 'Jesus, I think you have', panted Maggie, not moving. His hand slowly moved up, between her thighs, Maggie unable to stop him, even if she'd wanted too. His strong fingers stroked her inner thighs, heading ever upwards towards her now aching pussy, just the thin material of her panties covering her damp pussy.
Pushing her hands onto the seat, Maggie supported herself and gasped as vanman slid her panties to one side and slid a finger right inside her wet hole. Losing her bravado, Maggie now reverted to her helpless girl act and desperately hoped van man could finish what he'd started. Thrusting back onto his finger, he soon got the idea, working another finger in beside the first, whilst his thumb found her stiff clit. 'Ohh, God', said Maggie, 'I need that, fuck, yesss'.
Roughly, he finger fucked her juicy hole, catching her clit time after time, his breathing quickening as his lust rose. Quickly, he grabbed her panties between both hands and ripping them apart, fully exposed her now soaking fanny and ass to the late afternoon sunshine. She heard the zip on his jeans, and realising what he was about to do moaned, 'NO!! Not here!! Someone might see! The traffic....'. 'Fuck the traffic', he replied. Now standing behind her, he guided his hard cock over her clit and finding the gaping entrance to her pussy, slammed his cock right up it in one thrust. 'Thats what you call parking', he growled. Holding her hips, he pulled his cock almost all the way out, before slamming it back in, his tight balls bouncing against her thighs. 'Fuck me, fuck me, you horny bastard' cried Maggie, pushing back onto his hard cock, feeling his foreskin and veiny rod caressing the walls of her pussy.
Now he built up speed, pounding her slit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of the abyss, her eyes closed. Suddenly, she felt hands on her blouse, tugging at the buttons. The van driver had appeared, cock in hand, keen to join in the fun....
Opening the passenger door, he knelt on the seat, holding Maggies hair, he guided her mouth onto his swollen cock. Now she was the slut of her horny fantasy, a hard cock at each end, being spit roasted by two strangers, beside the busy road... Greedily she sucked on the latest cock, taking it as deep into her throat as she could, going down on it in time with vanman thrusting into her. Holding this new cock at its base, sucking his precum as her pussy was pounded from behind. The driver reached round and tugged her tits out of the lacy bra, allowing them to sway as vanman fucked her hard and fast from behind.
Moaning, she knew she was close, as van man pulled hard on her thighs, pulling her back onto his cock, so deep and thick inside her, she could feel his cock tensing. Finally, as in her mind, she ran out, into the abyss, her orgasm crashing through her senses like a tidal wave, she felt vanman explode inside her pussy, feeling his jet of hot cum deep inside, then another, and a third...crying out best she could with a mouthful of rigid cock, Maggie shook with the ecstacy of the event, just in time to feel more hot cum spray over her exposed tits and neck as the driver pulled his cock from her mouth and grunted his own orgasm over her.
Panting and sweating, vanman and driver tucked themselves in and looked around. The traffic was still passing, the sun was a little lower and Maggie was slowly recovering from her adventure.
'Umm, you OK, errr, sorry, I dont know your name!' said vanman.
'Im fine, very fine indeed!', said Maggie, grinning. 'How about that lift then?'
'Sure', said vanman, 'you all set?'
'Yep, I am now!' replied Maggie. 'Ohh, by the way, I wouldnt call that 3rd class riding!' she added, giving them both a wink......
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