Last night I was feeling bored and restless. It had been a hot day and hadn't cooled off much, even after the sun went down. I decided to go see a movie and enjoy air-conditioned comfort for a couple of hours. Just in case there happened to be any good looking guys at the cinema, I changed into a short skirt which showed off my tanned legs. I was already wearing one of my sexiest tops, a leather singlet top that, once it was zipped up at the front, clung to my body like a second skin. I was ready to go.
The movie turned out to be full of sex, and I was feeling very turned on as I walked back into the foyer of the cinema, after the movie finished. I must have had a smile on my face because I noticed a guy looking back at me as he walked out of the same movie. He was returning my smile and asked, "So you enjoyed the movie, did you?" A fun and relaxed conversation followed and gave me plenty of time to take in his great smile and sexy body, which filled out his shirt and jeans nicely. He had short, dark hair and I learned that his name was Steve. Steve was just the kind of guy I was in the mood to run into.
Our flirtatious banter took us all the way to the car park, but it wasn't until we were standing next to my car that I realized I had a flat tire. "Don't worry, I'll change it," Steve offered, but after I explained that I hadn't quite gotten around to replacing the spare after my last flat, he changed his offer to a lift home. His car was only a few up from mine, and as I stopped at his front passenger door I realized what a stroke of luck it had been that he had walked me to my car. That thought was quickly replaced by a sudden knot in my stomach as he stopped very close behind me to unlock my door. A familiar twinge of desire down below, prompted me to turn and face him before he moved away. I was pleased to see a look on his face which revealed a similar reaction to my own.
I moved in closer still and ran my fingers up his muscular arms to his equally toned shoulders. My right hand continued up behind his neck and I raked my fingers through his hair so I could pull his head forward. His hands had moved to my waist and were now gliding up my back. The urgency of our kiss made me shiver. His hips pushed mine back suddenly and I was pinned between him and the car. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. He pulled back from me slightly so I took the opportunity to move my left hand down between us and drag my fingernails up the inside of his leg. I came to the warm, firm shape of his cock as it swelled inside his jeans. I rubbed the head gently, and slowly moved my fingers toward the zipper. I was surprised though, at that moment, to feel him pulling away. His mouth left mine and he murmured that we should get going.
We got in the car and he reached over to squeeze my hand and smile at me, before reversing out of his car space. My ego was a little bruised at first but I was much too horny to give up that easily. I leaned over to rub his leg and run my tongue around the rim of his ear and nibble all the way down the side of his neck, as he drove. I undid the top few buttons of his shirt and let my hand wander over his chest. I was getting to the point where I wanted to rip the shirt off him completely, and my touch was getting more and more desperate. I pulled away and sat back in my seat to give myself a chance for a few deep breaths.
Steve had run his hands up the outside of my thighs while he had me against the car earlier, but as yet he hadn't gone anywhere near my pussy - which was aching to be touched. "You know...if you're not going to touch me," I said as he turned to look at me, "I am going to have to touch myself." Steve smiled and said nothing. I was so horny that the idea of bringing myself off, in front of some guy I had just met, was an incredible rush. I raised my feet and anchored my high-heeled shoes against the dash in front of me. I opened my legs until I felt my lips part. I was very wet, I pushed aside my lace panties and ran my finger along the inside of my pussy. It felt exquisite. My heart was thumping. I rubbed myself faster and faster, circling my clitoris, massaging it. I was going to town on myself.
