02-07-2020, 08:37 AM
Richard turned in his seat to look, and Paul pulled the waistband lower. I was still playing with my breasts, and the look on Richard's face was one of pure lust. "Fucking stop the car, mate, I want to get in the back with these two."
The car stopped, and I was quickly joined in the back by Richard. I was now sandwiched between the two of them. Richard quickly grabbed hold of my knickers and removed them completely. I was now totally naked in the back of the car, which was still lit up for all to see.
Paul was the first to reach out for my pussy. He closed his hand over my hot slit, and began to stroke it up and down. Then he spread my lips with his fingers and bent over to have a good look. Richard joined him, and they both amused themselves for several minutes by playing with my sensitive little hole. They took it in turns to push a finger or two into me. They would withdraw their fingers and smell them, making crude remarks as they did so. Then Paul started to rub gently on the head of my clit and I moaned out loud. Soon I was writhing around on the back seat as the two of them tickled and stroked my slit. One would push his fingers into me, while the other played with my clit. All the time I had to keep on playing with my breasts. I was close to climax; I could feel it building within me. I had closed my eyes in concentration, trying to catch my climax. I opened them and saw that we had reached the outskirts of the city, and there were streetlights again. I yelped in horror, and tried to close my legs, but they wouldn't allow this. Instead, they made me put my legs over theirs, spread-eagling me. They continued to torment my aching pussy, and I continued playing with my breasts. I saw other cars on the road, and people walking along outside the car.
I begged them to let me cover up or at least put out the interior light, but they refused, and continued playing with my most intimate place. Then we stopped at some traffic lights. I looked around anxiously, hoping that no one would see me. The lights seemed to be taking hours to change. Paul and Richard then each put one of their legs over mine, effectively pinning me in position.
Then I heard the sound of shouts and whistles. I looked round and saw a group of men, perhaps six or eight of them. They had been walking along and had glanced into the lit up car, only to see me in the middle of the back seat spread wide, with the two of them busy fingering me.
They approached the car, and began to bang on the windows. I tried to hide my face, but I needn't have bothered. It wasn't my face they were looking at.
They were cheering and whistling as they looked in. Then the comments started.
"Fucking nice pussy. Open the doors mate, let us all have a go." Andy smiled at them, but shook his head, much to my relief.
"She's well fucking ready mate. You all going to poke her are you?" They all grinned back and nodded. "Fucking good on you. Give her one for me!"
"She's fucking well hot, look at her playing with her tits. Fucking lets have a go mate."
I couldn't take any more, and my orgasm hit. With all of them looking in at me, I began to buck and writhe around, gasping and moaning as I did so. They started cheering again, and were banging on the windows and roof of the car, laughing as they did so.
At this moment, the lights changed and the car started to move away. I had one last look at their faces leering at me through the windows of the car, before we were away.
We were close to my flat now, I started to recognise local landmarks. I was still recovering from my orgasm, but I knew we were only minutes away from the flat. I reached down and recovered my wet T-shirt and started pull it on.
"Who told you you could do that?" Richard snapped.
"No one. But we're nearly there. I have to put something on, I can't walk through the streets with nothing on."
"You will if I say so." Was the chilling response.
"Please let me put my T-shirt back on, at least until we get into the flat."
"OK, you can put it on, but not the knickers. I'm keeping those!" And with that he picked up my knickers from the floor of the car, sniffed at them, and put them into the pocket of his coat, smiling at me as he did so.
"Richard, I can't walk through the streets with just a wet T-shirt on.
Please. What if someone sees me? Please give me my knickers back, just until we get into the flat, then you can have them. Please?"
"No deal. Now shut up whining, or I'll make you run round the block a few times before we let you in."
The car stopped, and I was quickly joined in the back by Richard. I was now sandwiched between the two of them. Richard quickly grabbed hold of my knickers and removed them completely. I was now totally naked in the back of the car, which was still lit up for all to see.
Paul was the first to reach out for my pussy. He closed his hand over my hot slit, and began to stroke it up and down. Then he spread my lips with his fingers and bent over to have a good look. Richard joined him, and they both amused themselves for several minutes by playing with my sensitive little hole. They took it in turns to push a finger or two into me. They would withdraw their fingers and smell them, making crude remarks as they did so. Then Paul started to rub gently on the head of my clit and I moaned out loud. Soon I was writhing around on the back seat as the two of them tickled and stroked my slit. One would push his fingers into me, while the other played with my clit. All the time I had to keep on playing with my breasts. I was close to climax; I could feel it building within me. I had closed my eyes in concentration, trying to catch my climax. I opened them and saw that we had reached the outskirts of the city, and there were streetlights again. I yelped in horror, and tried to close my legs, but they wouldn't allow this. Instead, they made me put my legs over theirs, spread-eagling me. They continued to torment my aching pussy, and I continued playing with my breasts. I saw other cars on the road, and people walking along outside the car.
I begged them to let me cover up or at least put out the interior light, but they refused, and continued playing with my most intimate place. Then we stopped at some traffic lights. I looked around anxiously, hoping that no one would see me. The lights seemed to be taking hours to change. Paul and Richard then each put one of their legs over mine, effectively pinning me in position.
Then I heard the sound of shouts and whistles. I looked round and saw a group of men, perhaps six or eight of them. They had been walking along and had glanced into the lit up car, only to see me in the middle of the back seat spread wide, with the two of them busy fingering me.
They approached the car, and began to bang on the windows. I tried to hide my face, but I needn't have bothered. It wasn't my face they were looking at.
They were cheering and whistling as they looked in. Then the comments started.
"Fucking nice pussy. Open the doors mate, let us all have a go." Andy smiled at them, but shook his head, much to my relief.
"She's well fucking ready mate. You all going to poke her are you?" They all grinned back and nodded. "Fucking good on you. Give her one for me!"
"She's fucking well hot, look at her playing with her tits. Fucking lets have a go mate."
I couldn't take any more, and my orgasm hit. With all of them looking in at me, I began to buck and writhe around, gasping and moaning as I did so. They started cheering again, and were banging on the windows and roof of the car, laughing as they did so.
At this moment, the lights changed and the car started to move away. I had one last look at their faces leering at me through the windows of the car, before we were away.
We were close to my flat now, I started to recognise local landmarks. I was still recovering from my orgasm, but I knew we were only minutes away from the flat. I reached down and recovered my wet T-shirt and started pull it on.
"Who told you you could do that?" Richard snapped.
"No one. But we're nearly there. I have to put something on, I can't walk through the streets with nothing on."
"You will if I say so." Was the chilling response.
"Please let me put my T-shirt back on, at least until we get into the flat."
"OK, you can put it on, but not the knickers. I'm keeping those!" And with that he picked up my knickers from the floor of the car, sniffed at them, and put them into the pocket of his coat, smiling at me as he did so.
"Richard, I can't walk through the streets with just a wet T-shirt on.
Please. What if someone sees me? Please give me my knickers back, just until we get into the flat, then you can have them. Please?"
"No deal. Now shut up whining, or I'll make you run round the block a few times before we let you in."
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