Another day, another grope SeXStoRY

Steve visited again today. This time we took sandwiches instead of going to the restaurant (I called him a cheapskate but didn't mean it) so we could spend most of lunchtime letting our fingers doing the walking. We parked behind the old factory again and he had his hand inside my blouse almost before the engine went off. I'd deliberately worn a front-fastening bra to make things easier so it wasn't long before he had my tits out and squeezing and fondling them. I suggested we move to the back seat so we could get more comfortable. It was a bit like going back to being a teenager and I felt really naughty as I lay on the back seat with my blouse wide open, my tits fully exposed and my nipples rock hard. Steve's head went down and his lips closed on my nipples, sucking and licking them. Yummy, yummy ... it felt fabulous. His hand went down between my legs and underneath my skirt. Again, I was prepared by having put a shortish skirt on and hold-up stockings, which meant that his fingers didn't have too much problem in finding the front of my panties which by this time had a serious wet patch in the front. I reached down and guided his hand inside and wriggled in pleasure as his finger tips stroked my clit. "Mmmm ..." I said, "I'm getting fucking horny now ... let me suck your cock." He changed places with me and lay back as I unzipped his trousers, slid my hand inside and pulled out his cock which was rock hard. I wrapped my hand around it and started to wank him, sliding my hand up and down the shaft, gripping the skin and sliding my thumb over the end and smearing his pre-cum over it for lubrication. "Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck," he moaned, "Any more of that and I'm going to cum!" I smiled. "Not just yet you randy bastard, I want some pleasure too." I turned all the way around so that my cunt was over his mouth, my head went down and I sucked the end of his knob between my soft red lips, then moved up and down the shaft, alternatively sucking and blowing. His tongue slithered in and out of my cunt and over my clit. We were both pretty well gone by this time and it wasn't long before we started writhing against one another. I felt his cock start to pulsate inside my mouth and I licked at the slit to stimulate him even more. His hips bucked like mad and he said, "Shit, shit ... I'm fucking cumming .... ahhhhhhhh!!!!!" Sure enough, a load of thick spunk spurted from his cock and hit the back of my throat. I pulled back a little and felt another load splatter against my lips. Meanwhile, I started to orgasm myself and pressed hard against his mouth as I shuddered to a climax, with cunt juice oozing out over his face. We both seemed to go on and on, with thick gobs of white spunk shooting over my face as my stocking-clad thighs clamped themselves either side of his head and I orgasmed over and over. As we sat back recovering with me fastening my blouse again I said that we should book a room next time as we were both a bit past the age where we were flexible enough for the back seat of a car. He agreed that he'd stay overnight when he was in the area again. I'd book the afternoon off and then we'd REALLY have some fun. When I was back at work that afternoon, I kept thinking about all the things we could get up to in an hotel room, maybe it would be time to spice things up by wearing my naughty retro schoolgirl outfit ... complete with gym-slip and seamed black stockings ... and just couldn't stop feeling horny. That evening my hubby asked if I'd had a good day at work and was a bit surprised when I dragged him upstairs for a good fuck ending with him shooting his load over my tits. He said it was the best shag we'd had in ages, so everyone ended up happy. Insatiable? Me? ;-)