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Ok ok, if we are all being honest I have a little tale to tell, it must have been the honest day yet and everybody knows that the heat can turn a woman on like there is no tomorrow... Am I right?. So it all began at a friends BBQ all 7 of us all ate and sucked in the summers day to the early evening. I lived over an hours drive from the party and had to trek through country lanes cutting out the long winded motorways. I didn't have too much to drink as I knew I wanted to get home safe
I finished up and said my goodbyes and left. I think it was about 6 in the evening maybe? As I was driving I was getting horny and extremely turned on with thoughts of the nice looking guys and the mixture of the evening heat I had seen and been in. As the sun started to set the light started to go. I was single woman and I haddent made love for over a year, I can normaly for get the naughty thoughts of my mind by drawing or painting. But as I was driving alone there was nothing to take my mind off it.
God only knows why but I wondered if as I was driving and it was starting to get dark I could put my hand down underneath my knickers and touch my vagina with my left hand to release the thoughts I was having. A little dangerous but if I just put my hand on it somehow I could tickle it and brush it gently all the way home.
I came up to a roundabout and turned left to keep driving for a few more miles and that should give me more of a time to un button my jeans and pull my knickers a quarter way down my thys.
I turned left and had a good look in my morrors and then my wind screen mirror... No one behind me.. I unbuttoned my jeans and by this time my vagina was a little weepy and couldn't wait to play with the juice that was starting to drip of the thought of me exposing myself in the open. My car was still a manual gearing so I had to wait till I picked up speed and put it into 5th gear.
So I did and nestled my hand down between my legs to touch it. I kept my focus on the country lanes and my mirrors in case the police were behind me and carried on with my drive home. with out realizing I started to play with the tip of my clitorus and ran my middle finger of my left hand all the way down to the edge of my bum. The feeling of my naked bottom on my white leather seats made me hot and sticky. I ran my finger all the way up and over the top of the entrance of my vagina. And out of habbit I stuck the tip of my finger inside.
The feeling of what I was doing got a little too much and I started to think how much of my clothing could I take off with out causing a problem if the police pulled me over. So I took off my boots then pulled my jeans down to my ankles and then sliding them right off.
I looked in my mirrors as I was driving along and then I slid the knickers
right the way down and then completely off.
Jeeezzz! I couldn't believe what I was doing! I had completely removed the whole bottom half of my clothing off and then sat in my car driving the way home.
The seats on my bum felt so good and I felt free and through thought of someone seeing me from a lorry really made me hot.
I spread my legs and started to rub my funny slowly. After a few miles went by driving at a steady speed because I was looking at the road ahead and not taking a note on what i was really doing, my mini got a little dry and sore from the constant rubbing, I spat on the my fingers and spread it all the way around it.
Wow! It was well lubricated with my spit, my funny started to get hot and warm and my cum started to gush out all around and around the entrance of my vagina made a slushing noise. I need to stop in one of the lay-bys normaly I would never do at this time of night, but I stopped and pulled in. The engine was ticking over and I undid my seat belt. And sat there looking around. A few cars passed me but other than that nothing just darkness. What I did then would be classed as insanity. A only 26 year old woman in the middle of nowhere... I had to finish my self of, but how?? I was really horny and completely turned on.
I opened the glove compartment to find something that looks remotely like a penis to stick in.. Ah there was my big hair brush I could stick the round handle in and cum on it. I wanted to be a little cheaky as none knows me and I am still miles away from home. So I got out of my golf half naked and went to the front of my car and crouched with my feet flat on the road and put the handle in to my opening by putting my arm and the brush in from behind. I kept an eye out for cars passing me. I eased the big handle in slowly and began sliding it in and out. It hurt first of all but then my juice covered it and started to drip on the brush at the bottom.
Oh my god!! What was I doing???? I was in a lay-by fucking myself with a hair brush!
It felt so good.. I put my other hand on My clitorus and started rubbing and playing with my cum as well as thrusting myself with the brush. Then my pussy started to erupt so I looked down at my pussy and I felt myself start to go. Woosh my pussy spat a whole load of cum out of my funny, it dripped down the coner of my thy and dripped down the brush and on the road. My pussy was messy and completely soaked and sticky. I looked around once more and got up slowly so someone might see me by chance and licked the handle.. I got in my car and lit a cigarette and put my clothes back on.
What an evening! The BBQ wasn't much to write home about but the drive home was the best experience I had ever had.
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