Alone I’m usually a good girl, but when I’m with my friend Nancy she brings out the naughty little devil in me. She’s a bad girl if ever there was one and always chooses the hedonist’s way – which is why she and I agreed to hitchhike the 300 miles to a music festival this summer.
Nancy’s the kind of girl any guy would stop to offer a ride, a sexy blonde with beautiful big breasts and a killer smile, and with my red mane, together we set pulses racing. But Nancy’s also choosy. She had already turned down three guys who’d pulled over, eyes wide, grinning from ear to ear, to offer us a ride.
“One of my rules is that if you’re going to get into a strange guy’s car, make sure he’s hot,” she said when I got mad at her for shooing the third one away. By the time Matt stopped, I was hot and sticky and ready to climb into a bear’s mouth if it meant I didn’t have to walk along the dusty highway anymore.
“You girls going my way?” he asked, the sexual innuendo so strong you’d have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to notice.
“Oh, honey, you know we are…” purred Nancy, giving Matt her most provocative smile. Yeah, we were getting in this car…
Nancy and I dived into the backseat. Matt turned around and introduced himself with a smile and a lingering handshake, his eyes barely able to stay on the road as he pulled away, fixed on the rearview mirror, which he adjusted to get a better look at the two of us.
Nancy’s hand found its way onto my bare thigh. I was wearing a cute little miniskirt ready for the festival, and she spread my legs open a little bit. I knew exactly what she was doing, and I was more than happy to play along. I put my arm around her and together we gave the mirror our most flirtatious smiles.
“Is this what you were hoping for, Matt?” Nancy asked, and then turned to me and we kissed, tongues in each other’s mouths, my free hand stroking her cheek. I swear I could hear Matt’s heart pounding. We turned to face the mirror again, checking Matt was watching, and I opened my legs wider and let Nancy run her hand up my thigh to my white cotton panties and start to stroke my slit.
When we pulled over, I thought it was going to be one of those wild backseat fucks – which was exactly what Nancy and I were hoping for at that point. But Matt just turned around and looked at us, keys in his hand.
“Ladies, this is where I live. Why don’t you both come inside for a while, get a drink and cool off?” He climbed out of the car and sauntered off towards his house. Nancy and I looked at each other.
“Shall we go in and fuck him, or shall we steal his car?” she said, always the naughty devil.
“Well, I don’t know how to hotwire a car, so I guess we should go in and fuck him.”
Matt had left the front door open and we strolled right on in. Nancy took me by the hand and we went looking for the bedroom, no words necessary. As soon as we found it, she spun me around and stood behind me, both of us facing Matt, who had wisely followed us. Nancy lifted my little skirt and pulled down my panties. I held up my skirt, biting my lip and looking down at Nancy’s hands as they edged closer to my slit. I was turned on enough to have wetness welling up between my lips, and when Nancy’s fingertip found it, she rubbed it over my clit before dipping her whole finger right inside me.
It wasn’t just a fun little game for me now, I really needed to get off. I undressed and got on the bed on my hands and knees. Nancy was stripping, twirling around and tossing her clothes at Matt. Once she was naked too, she got on the bed behind me and I felt her fingers stroking my ass, edging their way closer to my pussy, sliding around my lips and squeezing my clit, then slipping inside me, slick with my juices. She knew just how I wanted it, that I needed her to rub my clit with her thumb as her fingers fucked me. I involuntarily closed my eyes and tiled my head back, soft moans escaping my mouth.
Matt took that as his cue to get involved, standing in front of me and fishing his hard cock out of his pants to wave it in front of my face. I looked up into his eyes, knowing that Nancy was probably doing exactly the same thing, and then at his dick, licking my lips. It looked so tempting, but Nancy’s fingering was just too much. I was gasping and squirming too hard to concentrate on Matt’s cock right now. Her fingers started moving faster, coaxing me towards my orgasm, and I bucked back against her hand, going wild as she turned her wrist and pushed her thumb up against my asshole.
My hand moved from Matt’s thigh to let him rest his balls on my open palm, rubbing them a little, feeling their weight. This was getting me really hot. Nancy was spanking me now, teasing her thumb into my asshole; Matt’s cock was twitching in front of me, desperate to get inside my mouth or at least feel my hand wrap around it; and I was about to cum like crazy.
Nancy started finger-fucking both my holes hard and fast, pushing me forward, Matt’s cock thrusting against my face, the underside of his dick rubbing against my lips and nose. I came pretty damned powerfully right then, waves of ecstasy flowing over me. I collapsed onto the bed when I was done, rolling onto my back to watch as Nancy crawled forward and took hold of Matt’s dick.
I was expecting them to fuck like wild things now, and let me watch, but the sight of Nancy and me must have been too much for Matt; Nancy only gave him a few strokes of her hand before he was showering us both in his cum, hot spurts splashing over our skin. It was at once highly erotic and very funny. Here was this guy who was seriously hot, that we’d both love to fuck under the usual circumstances, and we’d wound him up to the point where just a couple of strokes had him blowing his load! It was also a real turn on though, so I let him watch me eating Nancy’s pussy until he was ready to get it up again…
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