A wet car drive

For weeks I haven’t thought about the night with my two colleagues. But then I had this weird dream last night. It lingered in my head all the day and when I was alone in my car driving home I caught myself with a hand in my crotch rubbing and teasing. It had made me so horny to think of both and seeing them that day that I had to stop at the side of the road before something happened.
So I choose a small field lane and drove in holding the car and switching the lights off.

First I just sat there sweating and my thoughts running strange ways. In this dream Amanda and I were in our office. Marc sat on the edge of the table opposite of me with a cup of coffee in his hands while we both tried once again to find out which type of woman he liked and which colleagues were his favorite.
As usual he avoided a real answer but suddenly he stood up and came over to me. I looked him in the eyes and asked what he thought about someone like Amanda but instead smiled mischievously at him.
Then he opened his pants without a word and pulled it down. Oh my gosh, the sheer thought of it had made my pussy wet each time I saw him at work this day. Now alone out here with my own fantasy I couldn’t resist the need to explore it to my liking.

Like in the dream he pulled his panty down and I heard Mandy take a deep breath while I had only eyes for his gloin. The thick reddish pubic hair and his still limp penis made my mouth water not only in this fantasy.
Yet he just pressed his hips forward and brought his pelvis on my face. I felt the itching touch of the curls on my nose and lips. Then I imagined his smell doing my best to recall it. It would be sweaty from the day maybe and when he reached for his still shrinked member gently rubbing the hooded tip under my nose I smelled a sting of dried urine in that mix.

Suddenly I realized that I smelled my own fragrance from my finger. The fantasy was so absorbing that didn’t even notice how I had rubbed desperately my fingers in my crotch to get me this simulation of his smells. I really couldn’t stop anymore.

Marc stroked his penis gently over my cheeks and each time he slid it under my nose I vigorously inhaled my own smell wishing it was his. In the fantasy I sat quite still not showing any movement nor pushing him away.

In reality my hands roamed over my body or in my pants.

A short glance to Mandy showed me how fascinated she was pushing her hand into her pants too. I smiled a knowing smile. Then Marc heightened the pressure of on my lips and smeared his growing penis over my tightly closed mouth. Finally he pushed a bit more and I let the tip touch at my teeth. He pulled his foreskin back and pushed his pelvis forward. Again I allowed him the entrance into my mouth and his glans slid easily between my lips.
I heard Mandy moan out in anticipation while I welcomed him with a dance of my tongue licking his salty glans clean.

In reality I nearly choked on my fingers so greedily I licked my own pussy‘s dirtiness from them.

Slowly and most gentle Marc started to push his penis further in and began to fuck my mouth. Still in my fantasy I refused to show any reaction or movement other than allowing him to use me. For a while he tenderly made love with my mouth. But finally he pulled out and grasped me under my arms pulling me up to stand before him. His smile was calm and relaxed but the kiss that followed was extremely passionate. For the first time I granted him a bit more emotion and kissed him back in the same way pushing my tongue deep into his mouth.

Oh my, how I desperately tried to remember his taste and the feel of our last kiss now. I even drooled there sitting in my car while my fingers were such a disappointing replacement for his tickling tongue.

With the same passion of our kiss, Marc opened my pants. He did not even take the time to pull the jeans down, just reached into the open fly and pulled aside the thin fabric of my panties. His other hand guided the tip of his swollen penis over my vulva. Without saying one word and just holding my gaze he entered my body. Now I moaned and showed my pleasure.

I groaned in my car burrying fingers deep into my vagina. Yet it wasn’t the same sensation I needed. While I still masturbated with one hand I let the other dig in my bag. I had some pens in there but they were just long and not thick. A bottle? Naughty but maybe too much now. Then I felt something made of glass. It was a perfume bottle in the shape of a woman's body. Sadly just about four inches long but at least thicker than the pens. Smiled and with a nearly release groan I pushed it int my waiting pussy. Uh my gosh! The throbbing walls of my slick vagina gripped the luscious lower parts of this artificial body really tight and the cold glass was almost sucked into me giving me goosebumps. Then the hard tits came in and their pointy nipples stinging and scratching at the skin gave a different sensation I never felt inside my pussy. Definitely worth it and for a few seconds I enjoyed the new toy testing how it could heighten my pleasure.

Satisfied I leaned back in the seat while Marc grabbed my hips and started to fuck me in a sensual slow rythm. Mandy moaned loudly now and I watched her masturbate frantically. She had pulled her own pants down and I could get a nice view of her wet sex while her stare was completely fixed on us. Marc gave me a long kiss to get my attention and when his hands pressed my ass cheeks at the same time I nearly screamed out in joy.

Still in his steady grip he turned us around and pushed me backwards on the desk. Finally he pulled my pants down and threw my shoes away with them. I watched him and his wet dick was such a tempting sight. Before he could do anything I sat up and bend forward grasping his cock in one hand and began to kiss and lick it.

Oh my the glass toy was really wet with my own juices and added a lot to the fantasy I had.

But Marc had its own mind and just after few seconds he pushed me onto the table forcing his cock into my body with such strength that it almost hurt. I groaned and twisted to screw my pelvis over his manliness. He took me now completely in control and in sich a hard ruthless way. Then he pushed my sweater up and pulled my tits out of the bra. But instead of slowing down he took my teats as reins to pull himself into his willing mare.

One hand squeezing my tits until it hurt I regretted that I was alone in the car. But still this fantasy was so strong and arousing I felt the burning heat of an immense climax building up behind my pussy walls.

Then Marc bent over me and we kissed with greatest passion. Suddenly I felt a surprise when his hands not only massaged my bare ass now but one finger probed around my anus. I pushed my pelvis down pressing my ass against the desk. His finger slid directly in and I squeaked.

This was something new. So far I never dared to push anything in my backdoor but with this thick glass dildo in one handto thrust it in the pussy it left the other to test this out. There was such a sweet pain that I even pressed a second finger in and started to fuck both holes simultaneously. Oh I promised myself that my hubby would soon get the pleasure to explore some new ways to please us.

I nearly hyperventilated now and in my fantasy Marc shot his load of semen with a loud groan into my womb the same instant my own orgasm exploded in me. I cried out and spasmed so heavy that the seat belt was the only thing preventing worse. Still my head must’ve bumped in somewhere as it hurt when I regained my breath a short time later.

For several minutes I sat half unclothed and sweating in my car catching breath and still imagining that my colleague would kiss and caress me in my afterglow. I even longed for the sweet taste of Mandy's pussy juice and her spicy, cigarette-tasting spittle. So I licked the thick and sticky pussy fluids of from my finger and the involuntary glass toy instead.

Oh my, lookin down I realized how wet my seat was. I must’ve cummed really hard and it would take while to dry up until morning. I just hoped it didn’t smell too much like my sex and sweat. As best I could, I cleaned everything with some tissues and arranged my clothes before I finally drove home. The next morning was really hard for my husband and me, because that night I only allowed him little rest and he had to fulfill the joys of marital duties for many hours. Also over the coming time our sex life flourished in experimental joy and I certainly no longer had to dream in the fantasy of something alone.