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Told from C’s perspective.
Exiting the club, the fresh air hit me like a ton of bricks and I first now realized how drunk I really were. I had to stand still for a bit and get my bearings. I looked around and came to the conclusion that I, a 40 something woman, did not belong in this type of place. Even outside the club, there were so many people, all young, all so sexy and casual about life. If they only knew what us ‘older’ folk was capable of. Ha.
I turned right and began walking towards the taxi station. The wine sure had made an impact that’s for sure. Or maybe I was dick-drunk? Oh no matter, I’m gonna have lots more of that before this night (morning?) was over.
I got into the passenger seat of the first cab in line gave the driver my address. He looked a little taken aback at first, but typed in the address and off we went. I realized later that it was probably customary to get in the back seat. Oh well, who cares.
It was about a 20 minute drive because of some construction in the city, so we made small talk. I get chatty when drunk but he didn’t seem to mind. He glanced at me, as if he wasn’t supposed to. He was in his thirties, well-built, dark skin. Quite attractive I guess. Not exactly my type, but not NOT my type either. He glanced at me in the same way again. And then once more. I gave myself a once over. Had I been sober, I probably would have been mortified, but in my state it wasn’t a big deal.
– “Oh.. oops. Sorry,” I said and straightened out my little dress that had hiked up way too high. High enough that my soaked thong was showing.
– “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stare or anything,” he apologised.
I was a little embarassed for a micro-second, but I actually didn’t care. Getting attention from men has never been something I have taken for granted, so even this type of attention is new to me. Dare I claim, it’s… validating? I donno, but after another micro-second I realized I quite enjoyed the attention. I’ve lived most of my life without sexual attention from men and now that I’m older and more in control, I can’t seem to get enough.
– “Don’t worry about it,” I said with a delicate smile.
A few seconds passed, but I couldn’t contain myself.
– “Did you… enjoy the view?” I asked with a much broader smile.
– “Again, I’m sorry I shouldn’t have stared.”
Oh he thinks I’m messing with him, that was not the point.
– “Oh hun, I really don’t mind…” I said as I shifted my body a little in his direction and hiked my dress up a little extra. He could very clearly see my thong again now.
He said nothing at first.
– “Ma’m I…”
– “What? Not to your liking?”
– “No! It’s just… I’m driving.”
I guess he had a point. Safety first.
I felt a little tingle in my cunt as I realized he wanted a better look, just couldn’t right now. Alcohol and this type of attention is a dangerous combination for me…
– “You have a point. So tell you what, if you park somewhere where we won’t be seen by the entire city, I’ll let you have a decent look. You clearly want one,” I challenged with a slightly more seductive smile.
He didn’t reply at first. The horny gears in his head was spinning and I could start to see a slight bulge form in his dress pants.
– “You make a compelling argument, ma’m”, he eventually replied with a slight smile across his face.
I smiled. Not sure what the hell I was thinking would happen actually, but the situation made me horny and I had already been a terrible slut tonight, so why not have a little extra fun.
The anticipation made me both nervous and horny. Sure, I had been filled thoroughly tonight and was itching to get home to J and tell him every sordid detail as he ate me out, but this felt like such a great opportunity to be stupid-level naughty.
The driver turned into a parking lot structure that was nearly empty. He parked and turned to me.
– “Before we go any further, I need to tell you that I can’t… have sex with you.”
A little shocked to be honest. He could have rejected me earlier than this!
– “What I mean is, I… can’t be inside you. That’d be cheating in my book. But we can do other things! If… you want, that is.”
He looked adorable, almost apologetic.
– “That’s fine with me hun,” I replied as I unbuckled my seatbelt and swung my body around and planted my foot on his center console.
He now had a dead-on view of my thong-clad, cum leaking pussy. I shoved my hand into my panties and started rubbing myself slowly.
– “Please take it out, let me see your cock,” I asked him.
He unbuckled his seatbelt as well, yanked open his belt and undid the fly on his pants. Out comes a thick, veiny dick. I’d say roughly the same length as J, but much, much thicker. I smiled and shoved a finger inside my dripping cunt.
– “Can I touch you?” He asked.
– “Please do”, I replied.
He reached out and touched my leg tentatively. I leaned my head back and just enjoyed the feeling of a strong hand on my thigh. A hand that was quickly traveling up my body and was soon on one of my tits. A hand that quickly pulled the dress down under my tit, exposing my hard nipple. I sighed as it was free’d, aching for it to be touched. I didn’t have to ask. His hand covered my left tit and slowly caressed it. A moan escaped my lips as I picked up my masturbatory pace. He caressed it for a bit while slowly stroking his hard cock for me.
– “I have an idea,” I said.
I swung my leg back, opened the door and exited the car. Then I opened the back seat door, got in and laid down on my back, spreading my legs as wide as I could.
– “Get over here. I want you to jerk your cock to me”
He quickly exited the car and walked over to the passenger side.
– “Even though you can’t fuck me, you can still enjoy me as I enjoy you?” I half-asked.
He grabbed his thick dick and jerked it slowly, just watching me as I masturbated in front of him. I raised my legs in the air to pull my panties off.
He gasped.
– “You… you’re plugged!” he exclaimed
I nearly forgot that was there, actually. I smiled a little at the craziness of this whole situation.
– “Mhmm…”
He jerked his cock harder. I fingered myself more ferociously. My hips bucked up in his general direction as I had an orgasm. I felt his hand on my thigh again. This time, I grabbed it and guided it to my cunt. He did not object.
– “Feel free to touch me all you want. You can finger me too, unless that’s against the rules?”
He didn’t say anything, he just rubbed my clit.
I laid back, closed my eyes and let the amazing feeling wash over me. It wasn’t long before the next orgasm came and I bucked against his hand. As I did, his hand reached around and grabbed my ass. Hard. He held me there, my leaky cunt staring at him and his veiny dick. He brought his cock closer and eventually it rested on my clit.
His other hand roughly grabbed my other cheek. He was now standing between my legs, firmly holding me against him. He could have fucked my brains out if he wanted to, but instead he started grinding my pussy with his cock. It went up and down my slit, hitting my clit constantly. Rubbing it, making me leak even more. It was an intense feeling.
– “My god you’re a sexy little slut,” he exclaimed.
– “Yes! Yes! Yes, I am!” I almost yelled in response. He had me pegged I guess.
– “Get up. On your knees, lean backwards,” he commanded.
I didn’t get it first, but did as he asked. I planted my knees on the edge of the seat, leaned back on my hands, exposing my cunt. Ah, I get it now.
He grabbed my hips and guided his cock towards my pussy. When he made contact, I thought for sure he was gonna break his rule, but no. Instead he simply used my slippery slit with this cock. He thrust… “into” me, I suppose. Back and forth he went and it felt really fucking good. A mental note was made to try this with J too sometime. He kept ‘fucking’ me like this, still constantly rubbing my clit with his shaft, until…
– “Where do you want me to come!?”
Oh, hadn’t considered that. I had to say something?
– “My tits!”, I replied not fully realizing that apart from one of my tits, the rest was covered by a dress.
The urgency did not allow for removal, and he shot an absolutely massive load all over my dress. Some ended up on my tit, but most was on my clothed stomach, my neck and some landed on my mound. I scooped up a little and rubbed my clit with it. A jolt of electricity shot through me once more and I came yet again.
I swung my upper body back and was on my hands and knees, face-to-dick so to speak. Before any possible objection, I took his cum-covered cock head in my mouth and cleaned it thoroughly. He didn’t object so I continued, slowly taking more and more of it in my mouth. His cock filled my mouth so damn well, much more than J ever does. He seemed to enjoy it quite a bit because his balls soon tightened, his cock stiffened even more and then he shot a second load into the roof of my mouth. A little surprised – I haven’t experienced two cumshots in quick succession often – in fact, only once before. I found it an incredible turn-on that someone wants me so bad that they come twice in “on go”.
He drove me home and I went up to the door. I waved good-bye and went inside.
I didn’t bother cleaning up or fixing my dress. It was coming off soon anyways. And oh boy did I have a bit to tell J about…
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