1. Red - Part 1 - Sara's drive home


    Date: 1/9/2018, Categories: Fantasy Voyeur / Exhibitionism Masturbation / Toys First Time Teen Author: Backw00ds44, Source: sexstories.com

    It was already past 3:00 when Sara left Brian’s apartment, walking briskly to her car. He had begged her to come by for a quickie before she headed back to her home in north Jersey, and she was glad she had. She’d met Brian two months earlier when she returned to the university in Richmond for summer school. She was determined to get her accounting degree in 3 years, complete her masters, and she’d be set to take over her dad’s accounting firm in Hoboken. Brian was a 29 year old painting contractor and he, high on his stepladder painting the ceiling of her apartment hallway, had caught her eye when she stepped off the elevator. She was the only one on her floor at the time, having returned a week earlier than all of her classmates. Small talk led to coffee, which lead to dinner, then resulted in wild passionate lovemaking for the entire summer session. Brian being 10 years older, had diligently schooled Sara in all the ways of lovemaking. She loved his rugged 6’ muscular body and he was first attracted by her long tan legs. Although highly intelligent, she was ditzy and one of the most gullible girls he’d ever met. He loved her for it! Mid-August in central Virginia was sweltering and Sara was sweating as she squeezed her tall frame in her cherry red ’99 Toyota Corolla. “Red” as it was affectionately referred. After 218K miles, the A/C on Red, the hand-me-down from her ever-thrifty dad, barely worked so the windows were down as she turned onto I-95 for her 5 hour drive home. That’s 5 hours on a good day. On Friday afternoon at 3:15 that time could double if there were accidents. Sara smiled looking down as the wind blew the raveled edge of her jean skirt and she felt it on her bare light brown bush. She’d left her thongs on Brian’s bedroom floor to give him something to remember her by before she returned for the fall semester in two weeks. Being 5’10” with exceptionally long legs, keeping her legs together in Red was simply not possible. The best she could manage was one tight against each side of the steering column. Her car was her private space and she wanted to be comfortable and cool as possible. She spread her long legs, hiked up her jean skirt and pushed on the accelerator. Traffic moved pretty well through DC and Baltimore. She’d heard a few truckers blow their horns as she passed, but being a “ditzy blonde” as Brian called her, she was oblivious as to why. Her cellphone rang and Sara touched her bluetooth earpiece to answer. It was Brian. He’d just noticed her pink lace thongs lying beside his bed and had to call. He missed her already. In the short two months they’d been together, Brian had learned he could bring Sara to orgasm just by talking. Sara explained that she was nearing Wilmington and traffic was slowing down because of construction or an accident. Brian had noticed truckers eyeing her wide-spread, tanned, long legs when he ridden with her. Knowing she was cruising on one of the heaviest truck traffic roads in America, in her ...
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