18 months ago I was down south; I'd finished a seminar and was heading home up the M5. After half hour into the journey, my mind started thinking of sexy things, so I made the decision that to help the journey go quicker - I would pull off at next junction and find a lay-by and have a change. It was about 8.45, so dusk to dark.
The next one was the Bridgewater junction. I pulled off and turned right, and after about a mile there was a big lay-by on my left, with a few cars in. I did a drive by and couldn't turn for a bit as there were traffic lights, etc., but eventually I managed to. I now pulled in to the lay-by as it was now on my right; it was the big one on left heading to Bridgewater. It was dark, say 9pm. I pulled up in the middle of the lay-by, ahead of a car by a bit and quite a bit back from the ones in front. at this point the car behind unaware to me had no one in it as the driver unbeknown to me was in the bushes just behind my car, so at first I didn't realise I was also being watched. After getting out and climbing into the back of the car and stripping off naked, I pulled on my black stockings, attached my suspender belt, then my French satin knickers, then my white bra, white blouse. I put rolled up stockings in to my bra for effect, short cream skirt, bobbed wig and knee length boots. This took about 15 nervous minutes and I still hadn't spotted anyone. I then got out and sat back in front whilst I did my makeup.
Whilst doing it, I thought I spotted someone in my rear view mirror stood behind my car, but I carried on regardless as obviously I'd also had to have my interior light on as well. Once I was happy with it, the stranger walked up past and back past my car. I put my light off and glanced at him. He then stood again at the back of my car. I was as nervous as heck and didn't flinch or breathe I think. I waited and then opened the driver's door and stood out. At first pretending I hadn't seen him.
He spoke, but I couldn't hear, I pretended to look startled. He said "Why don't you come closer?" so I did. He said "You look lovely!"
I said "Thank you!"
He said "Can I have a feel?"
I said "I don't know about that!" but found myself walking towards him and turning around so I now had my back to him and I was facing the boot of my car.
He started rubbing my bum and going further down below my skirt onto my stockinged legs. He said "Wow! You're sexy!" He put a hand up my skirt and felt the bare flesh above my stockings. "Fucking hell...stockings! I love them!" he said.
With that, I pushed my bum into him a bit more so I was more or less bending over the boot of my car as my head was now level with my boot. He was now pushing himself on to me and pretending to ride me whilst his hands now made their way round the front to caressing my throbbing cock through the front of my knickers. It was lovely, and I couldn't believe this was happening! All I was hoping for was a nice drive home and maybe stop off at a services and have a quick walk around, yet here I am within minutes of changing, I'm stood leaning over my boot with my skirt up around my waist, with stockings and white French satin knickers (as per my photo) fully exposed and a complete stranger playing with me. With that, I noticed another stranger walk by the side of the car, but my friend didn't stop and neither did I, but kept an eye on our new friend, so we carried on.
The stranger who'd walked by was now obviously back and just stood to my left watching us both. My friend behind eased back a bit and I thought he was going to stop, but then I heard him open his zip and I felt behind me and I could now feel his warm fleshy hard as rock cock. wow!
He said "You're so sexy!" he was still rubbing the back of my leg with his other hand whilst his other hand was making my hands hold his cock, which felt incredibly hot and hard.
