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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"We are heading down to Bournemouth tomorrow so Donna will definitely be flashing as normal , if you do happen to see Donna with her feet on the dash and only her top on then give us a hoot on your horn to say hello xx "
I congratulate you upon your pursuit of naughtiness guys! More so as that does bring back happy recent memories... 
I've seen a few truly delicious sights around the roads of the UK, but not as sweet as one I instigated...
Whilst driving down Clive Sullivan Way out of Hull in a pick-up with a charming young local lady I had plans for, I will refer to her only as C. Little did she know these plans would start before we even stopped... It was the height of summer and she looked gorgeously edible, her petite 5'2" slender frame squeezed into a vest top and tiny shorts and wearing sandals upon her feet.
I explained to her that she was to enjoy pleasure sooner than she thought and she could start by removing her sandals...she looked puzzled, but did so and I told her to rest her bare feet up on the dashboard. The cab was quite roomy so she had plenty of freedom of movement. I then told her that she would be already attracting the attentions of appreciative male admirers we were passing...she said she didn't think many would notice and I said she'd be surprised...
"Your bare feet with perfectly painted toenails upon that dash are like a magnet for their eyes," I told her, "for one they are more in their field of vision...for two a lot of men are rather fond of a pretty lady's feet and yours are beautiful, my dear....for three...well, a glance at your bare feet will give the impression of nakedness, and their eyes will be drawn up those gorgeous legs of yours, wondering if anything else is similarly bared..." Despite being a particularly naughty wench in the dalliances we had enjoyed she did at least blush at this.
"You're going to show them a little more," I told her, "remove those lovely shorts of yours. It's true your bottom looks great in them, indeed the combination made me thicken in my jeans as soon as I arrived to pick you up...but as you are now seated, the mesmerising effect is wasted." She hesitated. "But my knickers are very skimpy..." she started..."see I knew we were meeting..." "Then I will appreciate them," I answered, "and I won't be the only one." "But I don't know these men," she protested. "Tell me," I asked, "have you ever worn a skimpy bikini on holiday?" "Yeeesss...but that was on holiday..." she added. "You probably didn't know all the men there," I replied, "only the location is different." There was a pause. "Well?" I added.
In answer she reached to her abdomen and her fingers fiddled nervously with the flimsy zip to her shorts, pulling it down. Then she waited till we weren't passing anyone, looking anxiously about her (oh if only she knew what was to happen!) before pulling those little shorts down her shapely legs and placing them on the seat beside her.
"Now put your feet back on that dash," I instructed, "keep their gazes drawn." I dropped the speed of our vehicle down to about 62 mph, knowing the drivers of the trucks would have the best view of all the vehicles. Glancing quickly at her I noticed she was right about her panties. C was wearing a deep scarlet thong that showed off her hips and the curve of most of her buttocks in her seat and the front looked to be a tiny triangle of red perhaps two inches wide at the waist, tapering to nothing as it disappeared between her legs which she was keeping fairly close together... That was going to change.
I reached my left hand between her thighs, seeking her delta...my fingers brushed silky fabric and Lo and Behold! Little Miss C was a trifle damp... I stroked her softly through her knickers and she pressed back against me with a sigh.... This boded extremely well! I began to diligently stroke her working up a lovely rhythm upon that material that was quickly becoming saturated...then I removed my fingers, and she looked at me with frustration in her eyes.
"You have to remove your knickers my girl," I said simply. This time there was only a moments hesitation, then she raised her bottom once more, pulling the scrap of fabric down her legs to the floor. I rewarded her by returning to my endeavour, probing the young lady's sweet fanny to her mewls of contented bliss.... I knew once worked up C had very few limits indeed. "Put your feet back on the dash," I said, "let them draw eyes to your prize and open your legs. Wider....that's it flaunt your nakedness...there's a good girl." I stroked and inserted two fingers into her soaked little sex and ground against her clit more quickly. Gasps were escaping C now... Then I removed my hand and she glared at me.
"Get your hand back on me!" she protested. "You have a hand," I said, "use it. Masturbate." C paused then did just that. I picked up her wet thong from the floor and slipped it over her foot so that it was displayed shamelessly on the dash around one of her bare ankles. Now THAT would draw the prying eyes...
"Now indulge yourself my sweet," I added and the mood C was in now she didn't need asking twice. She spread her legs shamelessly wide and began rubbing herself furiously! For my part I drove up alonside every single truck, matching their pace for twenty seconds or so each time before catching up to the next...for the last I gave a long blast on the horn to make sure that C was caught in her filthy behaviour! She was near to orgasm then and incredibly bold, even looking right at the driver and smiling whilst tilting her hips towards him whilst fucking herself with her fingers....
That did it for me. I accelerated rapidly away up the carriageway, finding the layby a couple of miles down the road and bringing the vehicle rapidly to a halt in it. I dived out my door, sprinted round to hers and flung it open. She was hastily trying to put one of her sandals on, but I couldn't wait for that, no sirree! I seized her by the waist and carried her mostly bucknaked to the cover of some nice leafy trees and bushes that skirted the layby....
C's size made her an incredibly flexible fb and I raised her above my head bringing her soaking bare cunt to my mouth and sucking like my life depended on it till with a loud groan she filled it with her honey...I then lowered her to my waist level, her legs tightening around me whilst I used one hand to rip my jeans open! Then I lowered her sticky puss onto my swollen beyond redemption prick, bullying it remorselessly inside this Goddess who had broken her boundaries so wonderfully once again under my instruction...
I fucked her hard, raising and lowering her forcefully upon my unrepentant cock till the inevitable roar of my seed flooded her wet snug little pocket and ran heavily down my thighs....before covering her face with kisses and telling her how truly amazing she was...
It's amazing how brazen sex can make you too! C walked halfnaked back through the layby in no hurry, with my sperm running down her bare legs and feet, grinning like a kid at christmas and she wasn't the only one...
A most enjoyable drive!
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