Adultery ALISON A TEACHER'S STORY by exbiidelhi2012
I went inside and began to undress. My blouse and bra came first, then I started to open my skirt. I glanced in the mirror to see that three men were watching me, whilst pretending to be doing something else. I slipped my skirt down and stood in the cubicle, stark naked. I drew in a deep breath, then let the door swing open three or four inches. I knew they could all see my bare bum, and that they could also see the front of my body reflected in the mirror. Everything I had was on show as I stood in the cubicle.
I ‘accidentally’ dropped the dress I had selected, bending from the waist to pick it up, giving them a view of my bum and also a glimpse of my slit. For no reason at all I stood and turned, looking at my bum in the mirror, but giving my audience a chance to see my breasts and my shaven mound. After about a minute I decided I’d had enough.
I pulled on my bra and blouse, leaving my skirt until last. Then I left the cubicle. I glanced at one of my admirers as I left and he grinned at me sheepishly before winking at me. I felt myself flushing as I brushed past them, then I left the store as quickly as I could.

I dashed across the car park to where Alan and Neil were waiting for me and practically threw myself into the car. As Alan started the engine I covered my face with my hands in sheer embarrassment, and found that my skin was hot to the touch.
“How did you like that then?” Neil grinned.
“Like my worst nightmare and sexiest dream combined!” I grinned back.
“You all hot and randy now then?”
“Mmmmm!” I moaned, “Oh God, Neil, I’m on fire! Jesus, I need to come so badly. Can I do it here, please Neil? Please?” I whined, begging for permission to play with my own pussy!
“Sure.” He chuckled, “But you have to use that.” He tossed a white plastic vibrator at me. I swallowed nervously. I didn’t really want to use the toy, but I was so desperate for some relief now I was panting!
I slid down in the back seat of the car, dragging my skirt up as I did so. I spread my legs and lifted my skirt up to my waist, then slowly began to stroke my pussy lips and Neil watched, a mocking smile on his face. As he enjoyed the view I slipped a finger between my lips. My clit was hard and swollen and deliciously sensitive. As soon as I touched it waves of pleasure began to radiate through my entire body. I heard myself groan, and the others giggle.

I spread my pussy lips and placed the tip of the vibrator at the entrance to my sopping wet tunnel. Then I slowly pushed it into me. I groaned again as I felt it stimulate the walls of my pussy, spreading me wonderfully. I lifted my finger to my lips, tasting my pussy juices, then began to stroke my clit gently as I slowly pushed the vibrator deeper into me.
“Turn it on then!” Neil urged.
I turned the switch at the base of the toy, hearing the low buzz and feeling the vibrations immediately radiating inside me. I stroked my hard little clit with the tip of my finger, gently teasing it out from under its’ hood, circling the super-sensitive head, eyes closed, lost in a sea of pure pleasure, oblivious to everything else.
I began to screw myself with the buzzing vibrator whilst playing with my clit. The sensations were wonderful and I was soon thrusting my hips up to meet the smooth, plastic shaft as it slid effortlessly and deeply into me. I pictured how I must have looked to the men in the shops, my stocking tops and knickers exposed, and then my bare, shaved pussy on display for them, my naked breasts and finally my entire body unveiled for my small but enthusiastic audience. I felt fantastically sexy. My fingers began to speed up as they stroked and stimulated my swollen clit, I pushed the vibrator deeper and deeper into my hot tunnel, the waves of pleasure sweeping though me grew in intensity and then I started to come.

I felt my body start to shake as every muscle seemed to contract as my orgasm continued to intensify. I pushed the vibrator deep into my pussy and rubbed my clit furiously, totally lost in the overwhelming ecstasy of the moment. I saw bright, hot colours in my mind’s eye, I closed my legs, clamping them tightly together onto my hands. Far away in the distance I heard myself crying and wailing, and then it was subsiding and I collapsed, weeping, onto the floor of the car. I felt the still buzzing vibrator slip from me. I drew my knees up to my chest, hugging them and burying my face in my arms as I began to recover from a staggeringly powerful orgasm.
After a few moments I began to giggle, tears still running down my face, my breath still coming in ragged gasps, but I couldn’t help myself. My giggles turned to laughter and before I knew it I was laughing uncontrollably. Neil and Alan joined in, until eventually Neil asked, “What are you laughing about?”
“I honestly have no idea!” I managed to choke out, before another wave of laughter hit me.
Finally I was able to get myself under control. I smoothed my skirt back into place, switched off the vibrator and slipped it into my bag – I had plans for that little devil later on, and sat back in the car. I looked around to see that we were on the motorway.
“Where are we, and where are we going?” I asked.

“We’re on the motorway, and we’re going to your next encounter.” Neil grinned.
“What do you mean ‘next encounter’? What’s going on?”
At that moment Alan started to leave the motorway, pulling off into a service station.
“What are we doing here?” I asked.
“Give me your bag.” Neil demanded as Alan brought the car to a stop. I handed over my shoulder bag and watched as Neil started to inspect the contents. He pulled out my knickers and threw them to me, “Put those back on.” He ordered. I slipped them on, wriggling my hips as I pulled them up.
“Ok, now what?”
“Ok, here’s the deal.” Neil began, a smirk on his face. “We’ve come two junctions down the motorway from home, that’s about twenty miles, right?”
I nodded.
“So here’s where you get out!”
“What do you mean?”
“We’re leaving you here. You have to make your own way home from here.”
“And just how am I supposed to do that?”
“Hitch a lift!” Alan said simply.
“But there’s no telling who I might end up with.” I said, appalled at the prospect.
“Exactly!” they said in unison.
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