Jane and I had been to a work event. Nothing too spectacular, just a quick meal in the early evening with some colleagues and we were driving home from the restaurant. She was looking rather sexy in a figure-hugging jumper dress, black and soft material clinging to the outline of her hips, small bum, and large, E-cup breasts. I did notice that there was a distinct lack of pantie-line so all night, I was internally debating whether she was wearing any knickers. As we drove through the dark streets, she told me she was cold, so I switched on the heat along with the heated seat.
After a few minutes, she mentioned that the heat ion the seat was rather nice and that it made her feel quite turned on so what was a boy to do?
'Well I can take you straight home if you want or maybe...' I asked hopefully.
'Maybe what?' she asked, and I swear there was a glint in her eye.
'Forget it' I mumbled as we drove on.
She guided me through the unfamiliar night, and we turned down a side road, completely unlit and according to the Navigation display on the car's dashboard, with nothing either side for quite a way.
'Can you pull over a sec please? That heated seat has really made me need to pee! 'She asked so I found the next layby and pulled over. She got out of the car, and I stayed put, expecting her to take care of her need by the side of the car. She walked in front of the car and faced away from me and slowly lifted her dress. As it climbed her legs, I felt a stirring in my pants as my cock started to engorge.
She continued lifting her dress, exposing her soft, round pert buttocks and she slowly squatted. Her arse had dipped below the level of the bonnet by this point so I couldn't see her urinate but as she finished, I saw her stand and turn and face the car. She had pulled the top of the dress down, exposing her large tits, her dress still raised to show her smooth mound. One hand gently tweaked a nipple while the other hand was slowly rubbing between her legs, illuminated by the headlights of the car.
My cock was now straining against the fabric of my jeans, and I could only watch as this beautiful, curvaceous woman masturbated in front of me like some strange vehicular porn film. She motioned for me to come out of the car so without even hesitating, I did. Moving round to the front of the car, she grabbed my belt, opening it up, then my jeans and fly and freed my raging hard cock. Stroking it for a short while, she then moved forward, placing the head of my cock onto her wet pussy, and allowing the head to get covered in her juice before slowly sinking to her knees and engulfing my cock in her warm, willing mouth.
It was clear that this woman had some skills! Sucking hard and taking my entire length into her mouth, she thrust her head in and out, tasting herself and soaking my cock at the same time. Her free hand cupped my balls, heavy with cum that she seemed desperate to extract. Faster and deeper, she went, almost headbutting my stomach with the vigour she was putting into this incredible blow job when, without warning, she pulls my dick out and stands up.
She pushed me aside and faced the bonnet of the car, spreading her legs and bending over at the waist. Her hands went to her arse and spread her cheeks wide, exposing her wet cunt and tight, puckered arsehole. I didn't need any further invitation but took my dick in my hand, aimed it between her thighs and drove into her sopping pussy, not stopping until I could get no further. She let out a soft moan. I was a man possessed. I was going to fuck this woman until my balls exploded and so I thrust hard and fast, slamming my hips against her.
