Part 2: By car

The text she had sent him about what she would have done if he was driving her car on the journey home gave him another idea. It took a while to find, but he knew there would be a suitable location on their route.

She picked him up from work. He gave her directions. They turned down a side road just off the A13. No houses, just a deserted dead-end. Once it had led to a factory, but the buildings had been abandoned a long time ago. "Park round the back," he told her.

He slid a hand under her skirt and smiled. She was wearing stockings. "The engine will be nicely warm by now. Take everything off except your stockings and suspender belt and go and sit on the bonnet."

She leant back enjoying the way his eyes feasted on her body. He resisted the urge to touch her, and took his camera out of the pocket of his coat. "That mail you wrote about what you did in bed was wonderful. Make yourself come for me." She barely noticed the flashes as she pleasured herself.

He took off his long black coat and wrapped it round her. He didn't want her to get cold while she knelt and pleasured him. He'd put a high-capacity memory card in the camera so he could take plenty of pictures.

"I'll drive the rest of the way." Once she was settled in the passenger seat he used a spreader bar to keep her knees wide apart. He tightened a pair of nipple clamps before he buttoned the coat up. He showed her how the inflatable vibrator worked before he slid it into her cunt. And then he took one of her hands in his and placed it between her legs.

"You are to hold it in all the way home. And you are not to touch the controls." He draped her skirt over her lap so if anyone did look into the car they wouldn't have a clue about what was going on. For once, she didn't mind how long the journey took. Especially because whenever he had a chance he would reach across and inflate the toy a little more.

When the car was in the garage he reminded her: "You told me once that you wanted to be fucked over the bonnet of your car." She bent over obligingly. He removed the vibrator from her cunt and popped it into her mouth so she could lick it clean. He took her roughly, pulling her back on to him by her hair.

And then he made her stand there while he took close-ups of her pussy; pink and shiny with their juices. If she wanted to star in porn pictures he was only too happy to oblige. He suggested a few poses: one foot up on the bumper with her fingers holding her cunt wide open; bent double holding her ankles with her breasts hanging free. She was a natural. She loved flaunting her body for him.

"Aren't you going to invite me in," he said eventually. "I thought you might like to admire the photos."

She spent the rest of the night wearing nothing but her stockings and a huge grin. They curled up together on the sofa while she looked at the pictures. But it was hard for her to concentrate because his hands kept wandering.
Part 1


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