Charlotte in the Car

My wife and I had just spent a great week on holiday in North Devon and on the way back home to the Manchester area, were going to stop off in Bristol to visit my wife's aunt and uncle. Uncle Jeff had been in a Nursing home for the last 3 years suffering from Parkinson's and Dementia and was now at the stage where he barely recognised anyone, he just lay in bed unable to do anything for himself. It was a heart-wrenching sight to see someone who used to be the life and soul of any situation brought down to this.

The idea was that we would visit Uncle Jeff, as we knew it might be the last time we saw him, then we would pick up Aunt Susan and her Granddaughter, Charlotte, to bring them up to our place for a few days of respite holiday.

Charlotte was the only daughter of Susan and Jeff's late son, whose mother had remarried and moved to Spain with her husband. It had meant that Susan and Jeff hadn't seen much of her in her earlier years but had been delighted when she had announced that she was going to go to Bristol University and wanted to stay with her Grandparents.

We hadn't seen very much of her either during this period, possibly for six or seven years, but knew that like our own daughters, who were of a similar age, must have grown up into an intelligent young woman. What we hadn't realised, and to my delight, was that she had also grown into a very beautiful young woman.

The Spanish sun had left her with a beautiful burnished, flawless olive skin, to go with her dark hair which cascaded over her shoulders. She had developed a body to die for as well, about 1.65 m tall and 55 kg, she was very slim but had wonderfully proportioned breasts and bottom that just ached to be fondled.

When we arrived at Susan's house, we were greeted with big hugs from both of them and I suddenly found myself with this young, nubile and scantily clad 19-year-old wrapped around me. Charlotte was dressed, but only just, in a very sexy yellow loose belly top with mid-thigh flowing yellow rah-rah skirt and mid-thigh white stockings with lacy tops, definitely not hidden by her skirt, but to add a little decency her top half was also covered in a denim jacket.

Her apparel left inviting amounts of naked flesh on her very toned belly and between her stocking tops and her skirt that drew the eye instinctively. If she had been my own daughter, I might have been coming out with the old saying 'You're not going out in that!!' However, as it was Charlotte, I was happy to have some lovely eye-candy to look at, when I thought no-one else was looking!!

We had a cup of tea and biscuits at Aunt Susan's before setting off for the Nursing Home and Uncle Jeff. Although the facility was well-maintained and brightly decorated, nothing could cover up the gloom and despair of seeing Uncle Jeff lying helpless and uncommunicative in bed. For my wife and I it was a big shock, we had not been able to visit in nearly nine months and we could see there had been a significant deterioration in his condition. However, Aunt Susan and Charlotte fussed around him as if there was nothing wrong.

Shortly after we arrived, a member of staff appeared with Uncle Jeff's dessert, something they regularly did so that Aunt Susan would help feed him his meals, 'so she could feel more involved' as she said. Charlotte offered to feed her Grandad as Aunt Susan had to go and provide the admin staff with our contact details should they need to get in contact with her while she was with us, so both Aunt Susan and my wife headed off down the corridor leaving me in the room with Charlotte and Uncle Jeff.

Charlotte sat herself up on the side of the bed and began slowly spooning dessert into him while chatting good style about university life and what she was getting up to. I was beginning to lose interest in the conversation and was more interested in what was happening out the window.

Turning back to look at them, I noticed that Uncle Jeff had a big smile on his face. At that moment I also realised that from where I was sitting, I could see a reflection of Charlotte and Uncle Jeff in the mirror on his chest of drawers and I could see that Charlotte had taken his hand and had placed it on her breast. She had her back to me but hadn't realised I could see this reflection in the mirror.

Slowly Charlotte took Uncle Jeff's hand and cupped her breast then squeezed his hand, all the while talking normally as if nothing was wrong. After a couple of minutes she took his hand and slid it up under the belly top so that Uncle Jeff's hand was squeezing the flesh of her breast. When this happened Uncle Jeff became slightly more animated.

I was sitting there amazed at what I was seeing but also realised that Charlotte might be concerned about being found out with me in the room. From where I was sitting, I began to check out the layout of the room and with the room door directly behind me I realised that I would get as good a view from standing out in the corridor. Hoping that something might go further in privacy, I excused myself to go to loo but hid just outside door.

Almost as soon as I left the room Charlotte let out small moan and continued to squeeze her breast with Uncle Jeff's hand. After about 30 seconds or so she removed his hand from her breast and carefully shifted her position on the bed, raising one leg slightly. In this new position she then took Uncle Jeff's hand and slid it up her leg under the rah-rah skirt.

I could see in the mirror that Charlotte had a very small pair of bikini style knickers on under her skirt, and she began rubbing Uncle Jeff's fingers over the material. Uncle Jeff was getting more and more animated, and a very obvious bulge had appeared in the bed covers. Charlotte saw this and looking round towards the door where I was still hidden, not seeing me, she placed her other hand on the bulge and started to massage it. Within seconds Uncle Jeff tensed up as he obviously ejaculated, and Charlotte then used Uncle Jeff's hand to rub her pussy through her knickers a little faster and harder until she too gave out a little sigh, suggesting she had also cum.

I waited for another 30 seconds or so then wandered back into the room as if I wasn't aware of what had happened, but as Charlotte glanced round, she noticed that the mirror looked out to the door, and there was an immediate realisation that I had been watching. I was caught, and I knew it, and I blushed violently as Charlotte just gave me a big smile.

Now very embarrassed and unable to say anything I was quite relieved when very shortly after Aunt Susan and my wife reappeared and we spent another 5-10 minutes with Uncle Jeff before leaving. As it was now getting into late afternoon, and we wouldn't be back home until it was turning dark my wife asked to drive the first part of journey. As Aunt Susan was prone to getting travel sick, she asked if she could take the front passenger seat, so Charlotte and I climbed in the back, me behind the driver and Charlotte on other side with a small handbag between us.

As we set off the three women started talking about a variety of topics and I just sort of drifted off. Perhaps 20 minutes into the journey I felt a pressure on my foot and as I looked down it was Charlotte's foot pressing against mine. I looked over at her and she was sitting there with a big smile on her face.

While I had been looking out the car window, she had moved round in her seat slightly, so she was facing me a bit more, but also hidden more from the driver's rear view mirror. She had also opened her denim jacket with her left hand and was cupping her left breast with her right hand. Her stiff nipple was plainly visible through the thin yellow material of her belly top. I just gawped with an open mouth, before suddenly coming to my senses and checking to see that we were not being observed.

Continuing to hold a conversation with the ladies in the front of the car, Charlotte started squeezing and rubbing her breast and then gripped her nipple between her thumb and first finger twisting and rubbing it through the thin material. To my surprise my wife then asked me a question, but before I could reply Charlotte said that I was asleep. Aunt Susan turned to look at me and I quickly closed my eyes and feigned sleeping which she confirmed.

As I carefully opened my eyes and looked back at Charlotte, she moved her right hand and lifted the bottom of her belly top up over her left breast and exposed it to me.

'No tan lines! The naughty little minx sunbathes topless' I thought to myself.

The plumpness, and firmness, of this piece of muscle perched high and proud on her chest was a picture to behold, and how I wished I could hold it myself. Charlotte then again started to massage her breast and nipple.

To make matters worse, she then licked her fingers in order to slide them over her very engorged nipple, leaving a trail of saliva which glistened in the early evening sunshine. I was dumbstruck at the sight before me, but it was having the desired effect, as I now had a raging hard on which was very obvious in my trousers. Charlotte watched it as it grew tenting my thin slacks and she started licking her lips.

Turning slightly more to the left Charlotte slowly lifted her right leg more up onto the seat between us, thus opening her legs a bit wider, but the lose skirt fell covering her hidden treasure. Charlotte then slowly started to move her right hand down over her stomach, down to the hem of her skirt and slowly started to slide it up her thigh, exposing her very small yellow knickers.

Lifting the hem of her skirt higher still, I could clearly see that her knickers were like proper bikini briefs, tied in bows at the side. I was also able to see that there was a significant damp patch on her knickers. Throwing quick glances at the occupants in the front of the car, I was now also licking my lips in anticipation of what was going to happen next.

Was this just a tease from Charlotte, to get me back for spying on her earlier? Her next actions made me think not, as she then slid her hand over the top her knickers, down between her legs, and began to masturbate herself over her knickers, quickly expanding the size of the damp stain.

I could only sit and stare, salivating, as Charlotte rubbed her pussy through her knickers whilst also looking lovingly at the throbbing bulge in my trousers, and still having a conversation with the two in the front.

'How could she concentrate on all three things at the same time?' I thought, 'That's multi-tasking for you!'

After a few more minutes of such teasing, my cock was getting too painful, and I had to start rubbing the bulge in my trousers as well. Charlotte just grinned and started to lick her lips again. Then ever so slowly she slipped one of her fingers under the material of her knickers so she was stroking her pussy lips and she briefly closed her eyes and bit her lip.

Opening her eyes again she gave me a big grin and again focused her eyes on my straining cock, then looking at me she gave me a little nod as she moved her hand to the little bow on the side of her knickers. I immediately understood that she wanted to see my cock and in exchange she would let me see her pussy. My heartrate went sky high!

Ever so slowly I started to pull down my zipper, scared that the slightest sound would be heard by those in the front. Also, I didn't want to make too much movement as I was still supposed to be sleeping. As I began lowering my zipper, Charlotte was also slowly teasingly pulling the tie to undo the bow on her knickers. With my zipper lowered I then stuck my hand in through the open zip and into my boxers and began to extract my cock.

As I did so the bow on Charlotte's knickers came undone and she began to peel the front of her bikini away from her pussy. It was all I could do not to gasp as her little treasure box came into sight, and I was sure that at any second now someone in the front would turn round and I would be caught with my rock-hard prick in my hands.

As Charlotte slowly peeled the bikini knickers away, I could see that she was shaven as she should have had a dark bush due to her dark hair, but I could clearly see the top of her pussy lips as she sat there. 'No tan lines!' I thought again, 'Shit! She must sunbathe in the nude!'

As I released my rock-hard cock it bounced upright, and Charlotte's mouth dropped open when she saw its size. It was almost 8 inches long and had a massive purple head on it which was already leaking precum as I slowly started to wank it. Charlotte couldn't take her eyes off it and almost on autopilot she dropped her left hand to her crotch to move her bikini briefs further out of the way and separated her pussy lips to expose her clit.

At the same time, she raised her right hand to her mouth and licked her fingers before dropping her hand and began to slide her lubricated fingers over her growing clitty bud. I watched transfixed as Charlotte continued to massage her clit and I started stroking my cock with the same rhythm.

Very quickly Charlotte started to orgasm, and in her excitement, she let out a little squeak which drew the attention of Aunt Susan and my wife in the front of car. However, before anyone could look back and see my exposed cock Charlotte quickly shifted forward to fill the space between the two front seats and began a conversation with the front seat passengers. As she did this, she also sat on her right leg, so her bottom was slightly elevated. This movement caused her belly top to drop back down covering her breasts and her skirt moulded itself to her thighs hiding her bared pussy, thus maintaining her own modesty.

In moving forward, Charlotte had placed her hands on the head rests of the seats in front of her, also in an attempt to block off anyone's view of what was going on behind. With Charlotte in this position, I slowly raised the back of her skirt to see her peachy bottom perched on her leg, with her yellow bikini briefs still tied around her left leg.

Carefully reaching over to her left thigh I found the bow keeping them in place and gently tugged it to release them. As I did, I could see Charlotte tense and sit up a little straighter, but she continued in the conversation as if nothing was happening. Charlotte slowly relaxed as the panties came undone and I pulled them off her, lifting them to my nose to breathe in her delicious perfume before sticking them in my trouser pocket. I was going to have more than memories to remind me of this encounter!

With her panties safely secured I took my hand and slid it under her skirt again and over the soft flesh of her bottom and because of the way she was sitting I was able to get right under her to touch her exposed pussy. Her cunt was sopping wet, and I slowly slid a couple of fingers back and forwards along her slit to get them covered in her juices. My fingers were so slick that I easily inserted two fingers into her pussy and started sliding them in and out.

Charlotte moved slightly in her seat, to make herself a little more comfortable, but also to give me easier access and at the same time she dropped her right hand down from the head rest and into my lap. Quickly, I took hold of her hand and directed it to my throbbing member which she grasped with real urgency and started to wank me off. As Charlotte started tugging on my cock, I started increasing the pace at which I slid my fingers into and out of her pussy, matching the rhythm of Charlotte's hand on my cock, but becoming scared that I might start causing squelching noises with all the fluid that was pouring from her pussy onto my hand.

I was in sheer heaven as she continued to stroke my cock with increasing urgency, squeezing precum from its tip and smearing it over my engorged cockhead. Keeping up with her pace I continued to slide first two, then a third finger into her very juicy cunt. Then as my fingers and hand continued to get covered with Charlotte's juices, I lubricated up my thumb and began to slide it over her puckered rosebud and very slowly I began to push into her anus, past her incredibly tight sphincter.

A faint gasp escaped from her lips as I entered her back passage which she blamed on 'a bump in the road, and her need to visit the toilet' when asked what was wrong by her Grandma. My wife asked if she would be able to last another 10 minutes as we would be stopping then to change driver and for a little break. Charlotte said that she 'was fine' and that 'she was really enjoying the ride'. At the same time, she began to wank me faster, her hand sliding up and down my rigid pole and I was getting closer and closer to coming. Not wanting to be outdone by this sexy little minx I kept up with her speed, sliding my digits in and out of her holes as she too began to near her orgasm.

Suddenly, without warning her pussy began to clench around my fingers, almost breaking them, and my hand became covered in her juices. As a reaction to her own orgasm, Charlotte squeezed my cock hard which was enough to tip me over the edge and cause me to come too.

Thankfully, because of the pressure she was applying to my cock, I did not shoot my spunk all over the back of the car but instead my come oozed out of the top of my cock and began running down over her hand. After six or seven pulses Charlotte began to milk my cock to ensure that all my spunk had been drained from it and was now covering her hand and wrist.

Moving her bottom, she began to move away from between the seats to return to where she had been sitting so I had to reluctantly remove my fingers from her pussy and arse and quickly hide my cock back in my trousers before anyone in the front of the car might be able to see. As she settled herself back in her seat again, we both looked at each other with huge smiles and almost simultaneously began to lick the sexual juices from our respective hands, savouring the taste of each other's nectar.

Five minutes later my wife indicated that we were about to pull into the service station, and I was woken up from my pretend slumbers. As we headed into the service station for a coffee and toilet break, Charlotte joked about it being a little bit chilly as the wind appeared to have picked up a bit and she flicked up the back of her skirt to show me her naked bum as I followed along at the back.

I was beginning to think that this might end up being rather an interesting visit.