IMAGINE I'm in the car. A traffic light, a bus that stops, the passing zebra, a traffic jam. I spend more time stopped t

IMAGINE I'm in the car. A traffic light, a bus that stops, the passing zebra, a traffic jam. I spend more time stopped than running. I start to look at myself around. A girl in the car on the left is putting on makeup, When she opens her lips to outline them I imagine her in front of a hard and stiff cock; in my image she looks at it as intently as she looks at the mirror and licks it with her same care with which you pass your tongue over your lips in reality. Today I'm going hot. I advance a little and meet a couple. They are talking, The gestures indicate that she is angry, he tries to ignore her by acting like who is driving but we are stopped, he has little to pay attention to other than be the reproaches that she makes him. My thought becomes owner of the situation and imagines him letting go of the steering wheel and turning toward her abruptly, grabbing his hair with one hand and unbuttoning his pants with the other while telling her "Now I'm going to teach you to be quiet." Lane change. It always seems like my lane is the most slow of all. I caught up with the guy in the plumbing van that was in front. This one is humming. He's a young guy. They must have called you urgently. to fix a mess. What he doesn't know is that the guy who is going to open the door for him Door is going to try to convince him and even pay him to open his ass too. I can almost see him leaning against a kitchen counter, with his client behind him. engorged and panting pushing against his buttocks. Almost fifty meters at a stretch, what an achievement! A truck at left, on the right I am between two cars, I have no protagonists. Da equal. Truckers give me a lot of fun. I unbutton my pants and lower my zipper, the thong with flowers that I'm wearing today should be seen from the cabin of the truck, at least I imagine it is like that. I open my legs and lean my ass out a little forward, on one side I show the beginning of my little slit bordered by very short hairs that I caress with a finger. I'm getting really excited horny We move forward little by little. I try to keep up with the truck while my hand goes deeper under my pants at times. Change walking is a nuisance to my pleasure. There is a car broken down and that's why today's traffic jam. I take out my hand from between my legs and suck it clean. The one with the breakdown is giving He walks around with a sad face while the tow truck loads his car. I like your looks like a tough guy. I stand next to him, "Do you need help?" He looks at me as if was an alien, "No, thank you," but he barely takes a step and becomes like If he had thought about it better, "Where are you going?" he asks me. I tell him the area where I work. Is it very bad for you to leave me at the station? It says a lot. interested already. "Step ahead," I assure him as I unlock the door of the car. Talk to the tow truck for a moment, take out a travel bag He gets out of his car and walks towards mine. His angry face has disappeared. Enter the car and we introduced ourselves. He doesn't stop smiling at me while he tells me what's going on business trip, who has recently opened the business and it is important to stay well with the clients, who had called a taxi but with the traffic jam, namely how long it would take and that I have saved his life and upon his return he invites me to dinner. I am laughing at each of his occurrences while I drive, because now It seems that we have picked up speed and I can't look at him as much as I would like, but in a furtive glance I catch him staring at my thighs, Shit, I forgot to button my pants. I'm starting to turn red like a tomato without knowing if it will be more violent to cover myself or pretend I don't notice when my cheeky companion tells me "Beautiful panties." Okay, now Yes, he has made it good, to be cool, "Actually, it's a thong," I tell him. smiling and trying to appear natural. "Of course, I can't see it well from here. Maybe if you open your pants a little more", that is a direct provocation and the I accept, "You help me, I have my hands full." Unbuckle our seat belts and lean in on me, "Lift that little ass" he tells me, grabbing my pants tightly and pulling it down until my hips were exposed. I have raised my ass while stepping on the accelerator and now I let it slow down a little speed, it is not a question of them stopping us to fine us either. He slides his fingers around my waist, caresses only with the tip as if he didn't dare What's more, however, with his eyes he eats me alive. I lift the right side of the shirt and kisses my side, the caress of one of his hands begins to rise down my belly and put it under my bra, my nipple was already animated but when noticing his hand becomes so sensitive that the contact makes me sigh unwittingly. "You're great" he says in my ear, and to finish off the exciting situation begins to kiss me behind the ear while his hand kneads my tit with passion. I have a hard time staying focused driving. She puts the thong aside and begins to caress her fingers up and down. down near my slit but without touching it. My legs open for him as if They had a spring. I bite my lip and try to regain control with rhythmic breaths, but then he unbuttons his pants and pulls out a huge erect cock that he caresses with the same back and forth as his other hand goes in and out between my legs. His gasps in my ear are driving me crazy. I reach out with my right hand to touch his beautiful stiff cock, he puts his hand on mine and masturbates like that for a while, my hand gets wet every time he passes by the glans, the car deviates a little towards the other lane and a car whistles at us; He lets go of my hand, laughs and says "You drive." Before I put my hand back on the steering wheel I smell it and I lick to get an idea of what I'm missing. Just at that moment I He inserts a finger into her pussy, takes it out, smells it and licks it too. The The impression that his abrupt gesture has caused on me makes me let out an exclamation of taste. "It's what you want, right?" He tells me in a tone between provocative and threatening. "Not exactly, but we don't have any other options at the moment," he said. I answer. Then he puts several fingers inside me and starts masturbating me with strength, he spits into his other hand and passes it over one of my tits without any delicacy. His excited member enjoys my masturbation scene and takes the opportunity to secrete a few droplets that I would like to lick with all my desire. I can't quite find the right position so that his fingers come to give me all the pleasure that I sense at times and that is so close. My Frustration makes me ask him for more and more, faster and deeper, "Fuck me" he says. I demand with a voice hoarse with pleasure. Then he starts touching himself again. He tries not to lose the rhythm he had with his fingers but it is difficult for him to keep up. both hands. I'm starting to get impatient, my desire to reach orgasm makes me I also put my fingers in my pussy along with yours. I'm almost there, I'm ready. He comes between gasps and grunts, his face pressed against my body and her milk staining the car dashboard. I take out my hand and take some of his cum with my finger, I want to try it. I am so engrossed in my thoughts that I have almost not noticed Realized that I have arrived at the parking lot. I'm late. I button up the pants and I run up to the office. Laura saw me coming through the window and he's waiting for me at the door. Mario is trilling. - he tells me even before greet me What a novelty! - I try to frivolize. They started the meeting without you. He told me that in When you arrive I push you inside. - She tries to urge me. Well, first of all, I have to go to the bathroom, I'm coming. very needed. -and I can't help but smile thinking about the straw I got I'm going to do it at the expense of my recent fantasy. I like meetings enter relaxed. The door to the meeting room opens just as we pass past. The boss shows his head and when he sees me he comes out and closes the door. Good morning, Mario. - I try to pass by my better fake smile before his angry face. Nuria, look what time it is. I no longer knew how entertain them. - making as if to open the door for him to enter the room hall. Well, you're going to have to invent something to grant me a little longer because right now I'm going to the bathroom. - and I accompany the phrase with a gesture mixed between "I'm sorry" and "I'll be brief." As you're late, I swear I'll come looking for you. - and in As soon as he says it, he realizes how funny his words are and gets upset. laughter. I lock myself in the bathroom ready to make myself an orgasm helped by my imaginary travel companion, who curiously has the same dear my lovely boss. It would be nice if he came looking for me, I start to tell myself same while my hand moves quickly between my legs and my back rests against the door. A story by Erótika Lectura. erotikalectura@hotmail.com