All Work And No Play 4

You are standing by the side of your lorry, watching me walk towards you in this short skirt, swaying in black high heels. As I get nearer you notice that I am wearing a white shirt with three or four buttons undone at the top. You wonder why I am wearing a scarf knotted round my throat, useless, impractical thing.

I have drawn level with you and I glance at you briefly before looking up at the door of your truck, which you have left open while you finish off your cigarette.

You see a faint smile cross my lips before I brush past you and stretch up to climb onto the first step to climb inside your lorry. My skirt rides up and you can see that my legs are bare, save for this pair of black high heels. Your fingers itch to trace the hem of my skirt and reach beneath it and you clench them by your side as I make myself comfortable on the backseat, the back of which you have left almost horizontal, you were having a short nap before I turned up.

I lean back, my legs straddled either side of the seat, my skirt riding high on my thighs, until you can just see the black thong underneath, disappearing between my legs.

You move nearer to the seat, glancing over at my handbag that I have left open beside the seat. Peering out of the top you can see a small pink vibrator. Your eyes edge back towards the hem of my skirt.

You can’t make up your mind, you want to get the vibrator out of my bag and put it between my legs so that you can touch the wet material between my legs, but you want to blindfold me and keep my hands out of the way so that I am helpless to interfere. You then find a use for the impractical scarf that is tied round my neck.

You undo the scarf, along with a couple of buttons on my shirt to reveal the tops of my breasts. You let yourself slip for a moment and trace the swell of my breasts right into my shirt, before you remember what you set out to do.

You place my hands behind my head and blindfold me, gently fixing my hands in place. If I really want to I could move them, but I am getting wet at the thought of what you plan to do, the feeling of being blindfolded is really turning me on.

You push me back against the back of the seat, this makes my breasts rise against the material of my shirt. You reach down each side of the seat, gently sliding your hands from my ankles, up the calves of my legs, to my thighs. You have come across a problem, you want to remove my thong, but you don’t want to move my legs in order to do it. Eyes gleaming, you reach into your jeans and pull out your pocket knife.

You open it up and trace it gently so as not to cut me, along the inside of my knee, up under my skirt along my thigh until you reach my thong. You run the knife delicately up along the crease between my legs, pausing to enjoy the sight of me shaking with excitement - and a little fear- at the thought of what you are going to do, before sliding the knife under the material and cutting through it. There, problem solved.

You pull the material away from me, inhaling the scent of my wetness, before discarding the scraps of material to one side. Now the fun begins. You pick up the vibrator and turn it on, watching my reaction as I hear the faint humming. You place the vibrator against my lips, pushing it until I open my mouth and lick at it, before taking it fully into my mouth. You change position, your jeans are getting tight at the thought of what else you want to put in my mouth.

You remove the toy from my mouth and slide it under my chin, down my neck, towards the edge of my shirt, your other hand undoing the buttons to bare the skin you are sliding the vibrator along. You play it over my breasts, watching my breathing getting shallower and my skin getting flushed as I get excited. You can’t help yourself, you stop to take one of my nipples into your mouth, making me gasp as you nip at it with your teeth.

You continue your journey with the vibrator, along my midriff. You grab hold of a cushion and urge me to lift my hips, placing the cushion under me and pushing my skirt right up at the same time, bearing my soaking pussy to your heated gaze.

With my legs either side of the seat, you can just see along my tunnel and smell my getting wet, and it is this that pushes you beyond control. You drop to your knees, pull my legs towards the edge of the seat and over your shoulders, before burying your head between my legs and your tongue inside me as far as you can reach, the vibrator forgotten, for the moment. Again and again you stab your tongue inside me, sucking on my clit until my hips and back are arched way off the seat and my teeth are clenched against the scream that you can’t wait to hear.

You want to continue sucking at me and licking all around my lips, but you stop, you also want to try out the other ideas that have been running round your mind, what you would do to me if you had the chance. You glance down at the vibrator, that will do for starters.

Picking the vibrator up, with my legs still over your shoulders, you insert the humming vibrator into my pussy, watching my arousal increase again after having had a few seconds to ease. Plunging it into me almost savagely so that I can feel your excitement and the fact that you are rapidly losing control, keeping the vibrator inside me, you push my legs off of your shoulders so that the angle of my body changes, but the vibrator stays the same. I can feel it causing an erotic discomfort, vibrating against one side of my tunnel.

I can also feel your fingers, trailing lower than my clit, to my other hole. You insert your finger alongside the vibrator feeling the tightness. You remove it and slowly push it inside my other hole, my anus clenching with arousal at the vibrator, around your finger. More and more wetness is coming from my pussy and you smear it all over your fingers and hand. You push the vibrator deeper until I can feel it against the neck of my womb, and then push your fingers deep inside my hole, stretching me.

You withdraw your fingers and the vibrator, and pull me up to a sitting position, my legs wide apart. You stand up in front of me and undo your jeans, your cock straining against the zip so much it’s painful to undo them. You dip your hand inside your jeans and pull out your cock, guiding it towards my mouth. Pushing at my lips you nearly cum then and there as I open my mouth and take you deep inside, the heat of my mouth and the strength with which I suck making it hard to resist.

You push me back and I fall back against the seat. You pull me towards the edge of the seat and part my legs wide, so wide it’s almost painful. Putting my legs either side of your hips so that I am on my back with my hips arched high, you plunge your cock deep into my pussy, your thumb rubbing my clit in a erotic vibration. This time I am unable to hold back my screams as you slip out of me, only to push as many of your fingers as you can, into my pussy and your cock into my other hole. It’s too late, I’m too far over, and I arch up high as I cum, with you pumping into me, your cock enveloped by the vibration from my orgasm, making you slam even harder as you reach your release.