Night Out
Driving along she thought about the scenario, she wanted to go through with it but was nervous and anxious. She questioned herself repeatedly but her desire and excitement made her keeping going.
Last time had been a wash out -- they had spent a good hour following each other along the dark, deserted roads unable to find a secluded place to stop. She had hoped tonight might be the same as she felt uneasy about the scenario which she had agreed to partake. Her bag of goodies were in the car -- safe and secure -- the big toy, the magic vibrator -- ooohhh - she'd had fun with both of them! The big toy had challenged her, initially it was more pain then pleasure but Amy had learnt that plenty of lube made the difference.
She thought about the scenario, as she did she could feel wetness between her legs; she tingled, smiled to herself and licked her lips. Keeping firm hold of the steering wheel, she traced her fingers across her tits - her nipples were firm and felt nice to touch.
She left the motorway and drove along the quiet roads, all was silent and only the moonlight and her car headlights lit up her small world. She checked her phone -- a voice message -- she played it but couldn't hear a thing. The road was so narrow and dark. Calling him, she was relieved when he answered.
"I haven't got a clue where I am!" Amy said repeatedly as she began to panic.
Lost in the middle of nowhere, not a soul or house about -- she was mad! He reassured her and explained his location, he felt they were close and it would be a short while before they saw each other from the confines of their own cars. Pulling over, she listened to his updates -- he was close by -- he kept her informed as he continued to drive. Heading down the road slowly, she soon came to a crossroad, as she turned he gleefully announced he'd found somewhere for the scenario.
He was delighted. He had been looking forward to the scenario so much. She knew what she had to do -- he was the master and he knew she would do everything he asked.
They parked up. She floated round to the truck of her car like an angelic angel in her long flowing dress. Her nipples stood out firm, her silhouette complimented her shapely figure, so slim with amazing bazookas. She opened the truck, knowing he would ask for more.
Talking via the phone, he asked her turn around and give him time to admire her. Show me those beauties -- she slowly slipped down the straps of her top. Out popped one then the other. He felt himself stir; she just stood still, looking at him from her car with her top pulled down. She slipped her top back up.
"Sit down with your legs astride!" he commanded.
She looked across at him sitting watching from his car, hitched up her skirt and sat down legs wide open, her pussy exposed for him to see. The breeze touched her. She touched herself. She was very wet. He admired her from his pole position as he rubbed his throbbing penis. Tension high, pulse racing. He needed to stay in control. What a sight! He was fucking delighted and felt as high a kite! It was really happening.
She stood up, pulled her top down and exposed her tits, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do beneath the light of the moon and his car headlights.
