Mona sat quietly in the passenger seat of the sleek jet black Mercedes SL 500. She loved the feel of the appointed leather upholstery against her naked flesh. She was lost in the music on the radio and the four kit leather gloved hands that were continuously caressing her hot flesh. Mona loved the sensation that she felt as the juices trickled down between her legs and slowly crept between the crease in her ass. It excited her to know that this fine interior was being lubricated with her scent and she was even more aroused to know that she had no idea whose hands were in those supple mitts.
Mona shivered slightly at the thought and then exhaled deeply letting her distended Β½ inch nipples brush against two different gloved hands. Mona was breathing sporadically at best. Her long dark hair was trapped between her back and the leather seat, her lithe frame was afire. Mona's eyes, if one could have seen them behind the blindfold were glazed with desire. They say that in a state of extreme distress or arousal, you can see "three β whites" of someone's eyes. In her lustful state, Mona was certain that anyone who looked could have seen the white completely encircling her retina. She was lust personified at this point. She wanted someone anyone to grab her perfectly round but petit 34b breasts and squeeze them hard. She wanted her nipples pulled and pinched and sucked but mostly she wanted the gently caresses of those damned kit gloves to turn to wanton grappling β Mona wanted to be rapped.
Instead, she felt the warmth of the leather seat against her perfectly round ass and the gently breeze of the climate controlled a/c against her thighs and breasts. Mona was awash with a desire to either remove her blindfold and see who Dr. Faust, or to roughly rub her engorged throbbing clit. She knew it was swollen larger than she could ever recall and her juices were now freely flowing from her hot yearning slit. She allowed herself to relish in the feeling of her juices causing her ass to almost swim in the pool forming under it. God she loved the smell of leather and whatever they used to keep that new car smell β it was intoxicating to her.
Mona felt the soft caresses of the gloved hands continue to antagonize her and then noted that one or two of the gloves had been exchanged to a rougher, coarser substance that felt almost like a fine sandpaper lightly rubbing over her extended rock hard nipples. As she felt the contrasting sensations coursing through her body and going straight to her libido, Mona suddenly felt her legs being pulled apart and at last, something hard touched her clit. Mona felt the folds of her vagina being spread as the hardness entered her, slowly at first and then as the girth grew, so did the force required to enter her tight but well lubricated pussy.
Mona could only estimate that whatever it was inside her now overflowing cunt had to be at least 5" in diameter and the length of a baseball bat of which she believed at least fourteen inches had been crammed inside of her. One final push and as she gasped, as felt more than heard the growing humm as the hardness in her began to vibrate and thrust in and out of her. Mona felt the sandpaper on her tits, the kit gloves on her thighs and abdomen and the sensations of what she could only classify s the worlds largest vibrator trusting in and out of her when suddenly and without ceremony three large fingers were thrust inside her gaping asshole.
Everything touching her worked in unison thrusting, grabbing, pinching, pulling and filling Mona until she was suddenly on the brink of the most powerful orgasm she knew she would ever experience. At the exact moment when Mona she that she was about to explode, everything stopped. The vibrator and fingers were instantly gone from inside of her, the sandpaper and soft gloved hands vanished leaving her gaping, exposed and wanting.