It was Sunday morning; the day I usually did my story writing. I had an encounter to write about and wanted to ensure I captured every detail correctly. I sat down on the sofa in the living room, feet up, facing the bay window. I usually sleep in a nightie or pjs, but when I sleep with Matt, he likes me to sleep naked next to him. As I had not spent the night with Matt the night before I was wearing a simple, short cotton nightie, with an oversized long dressing gown but no underwear, it was a lazy Sunday. I had already had my morning orgasm while perving our mutual pictures and videos. I love our joint pictures, but also love drooling over Matts large, hard leaky cock, knowing full well when it is leaking like that, he is thinking of me and our adventures so far. Despite my earlier release I was still feeling horny, even more so at the thought of the story I was about to write.

I set my laptop on my lap and started putting words onto the screen, recalling the events of our last meet, typing frantically trying to get the words out and reenacting the events in my mind as I did so. I found myself squirming on the sofa as I wrote. I found my position slightly altered and I was slouched on the sofa. I continued to type not wanting to distract myself from writing the story, writing about the scenario where numerous men had been invited into our hotel room for their self-gratification and Sally was a horny cum slut. I suddenly realised that I had my hand between my legs. I didn’t recall putting it there, it seemed it was a natural instinct that had taken over and I had somehow unknowingly found my clit. I was using my fingers to part my lips and my middle finger found its wet, hot, enlarged target. I let out a little moan, arched my back and threw back my head as the sensations ran through my body. I was savouring the feeling as my finger ran over my slick clit. As I gained a slight composure I realised, I had parted my legs slightly and found myself looking out of the window. There was no one there, but the thought that someone could have walked past and seen me in the throws of enjoying touching myself made Sally want to continue playing knowing it was a very risky position to be in.

Just at that point Matt called. I answered and gained my composure as I saw someone walk past the window. They didn’t look in, but I knew they could have and so could people before them. I excitedly told Matt what I had been up to, he always reads the stories first before they are published, we agree on a title and a photo, but I enjoy reading him a couple of sentences, today was no different and I told him how horny I was. He giggled at me, calling me his naughty girl. Before I knew it, we were making ad hoc plans to meet. I told him I wanted him to read this story while I was with him, I wanted to see and feel his reaction. He asked what Sally wanted, she told him she wanted his hands on her, in her knickers, tweaking her nipples, she wanted to cum over his hand, and she wanted to take his cum, she was hungry for his cock.

Within an hour we were driving to the pub where we had enjoyed our first meet all those weeks ago. On the drive over Sally had thoughts of how the evening would play out. She wanted to find somewhere quiet where she could sit in the car and enjoy Matt and have him enjoy her. She was checking out the side roads as she neared the location and found a big layby on the opposite side of the road. The thought entered her head that this would be a great area in the dark, however on the side of a main 60mph road was probably too public. I dismissed the thought and soon found myself at the pub. When we met in the car park it was already dark, we greeted each other in our usual way with a kiss and a grope. I felt Matts hand caress my boob and instantly felt waves of desire wash over me. I felt the twinge in my pussy, and the ache to have him touch me. I gave him a naughty look and led the way to the bar.

The pub was busier than usual, and our usual seated area was taken, we found a table, but we couldn’t sit as close as we had wanted to. I was craving his touch and to touch him, but I knew we were too open to be able to touch each other intimately. I wouldn’t be able to get my hand on his crotch to feel his cock growing whilst he read our story. He eagerly opened his emails and started reading the story. Watching his facial expressions as he read was telling me all I wanted to know. I could see the naughty glint in his eye while he read “the scenario”. His smile and repositioning in his chair told me he was getting incredibly turned on. I watched as he unknowingly used the tip of his finger to lightly touch his growing manhood through his jeans. Once he had finished, he told me what a great story it was. I asked if it had had the desired effect, he told me how it had made him grow. I longed to touch; I was sure I could see the outline of him through his jeans. I wanted him.

Matt had asked me if I had seen any quiet areas on the way in. I told him about the side roads, but we both agreed that we didn’t want to get stuck down them in the dark. He said he had used google maps and found what looked like a big pull in next to a forest on the main road. I knew where he was talking about and told him so, I had driven past it. Sally quickly finished her drink, went to the toilet and fingered herself teasingly while thinking that she was about to get her way with Matt in the car. I knew I couldn’t stay there long, and so quickly made my way to my car

We drove to the car park in separate cars, pulled in and I quickly jumped into the passenger seat of Matts car. I was wearing a thin, button up dress, crotchless fishnet body stocking and knee-high fuck me boots.  Once in the car it was nice and warm and so I removed my coat. We kissed, feeling his fingers tease across my cheek, trace through my hair, his tongue push into my mouth as mine pushed into his. Within a few minutes Matts hand was massaging my boob, through my dress. I traced my fingers against his length, and that’s when I saw the head lights shine into the car.

I turned my head and saw a white car had pulled up about 50 yards from our car, facing us with its head lights on. I nervously giggled and said, “oh no, what are they doing, they need to turn their lights off”! Sally had other ideas, she wanted more kissing and didn’t care if she was giving them a show. She turned to face Matt, her hands playing with his neatly trimmed beard as she continued kissing him urgently, passionately. He responded by holding the back of her head, holding her close, kissing her deeply.

I felt Matt undoing the buttons on my dress and watched as he lowered his head to kiss and lick my boobs, he pulled the left one out of my bra, he massaged and toyed with it. His lips kissed back up my chest, neck and found their way back to my lips, I could feel his fingers on my nipples. I could feel him tug on them, pulling them away from my body, putting tension on them as he pulled. He knew what he was doing, so did Sally. He was giving the car facing us a show. We both knew full well they could see our silhouettes as their headlights shone on us. Matt commanded that I remove both boobs from my bra, I did as I was told like a good girl, and teased my nipples for him

I couldn’t turn my head to look at the other car, as I knew they would see my face, they could see enough of me as it was. Sally wanted to show them more and so settled back in the seat with her arm out of the way above her head as Matt reached between my legs, and plunged his fingers between my wet lips, into my pussy. I moaned as he did this, arching my back. I spread my legs wide, lifting one, knowing the car would be able to see my exposed boobs, and now my hitched-up fish net clad leg. Sally didn’t care; she needed the attention. I was beginning to lose myself as Matt used his expert fingers in my pussy, feeling the pressure against my G spot as he worked my pussy good. I warned him that he didn’t want that mess in his car, and he must have felt the wetness begin to grow in my hole as he eased his frantic fingering. He sat back in his chair, and I told him I wanted his cock.

I reached over and undid his trousers. I released his rock-hard cock and started stroking. He pulled his trousers down fully exposing himself to me. I admired his length and girth, even though I was now oh so familiar with his cock, I am always mesmerised by how good it looks. I could see the sticky precum ooze from the tip as he was so excited. Sally couldn’t resist any longer, she leant over and took his whole cock in her mouth. Matt let out a gasp as she did this, he mumbled what a naughty girl she was, and I could feel his hand on the back of my head as I started bobbing my head up and down on his length. He told me how the people in the car looking into ours could see my head bobbing and that they would know exactly what I was doing. He reminded Sally what a naughty girl she was.

After several minutes I needed to check what was happening with the car next to us, as I peeked up, I could see the lights were off. Panic set in! Where were they, what had they seen, what were they doing? As cars sped past us, lights lighting up the car, even a set of blue flashing lights went past at one point, I could see their car was steamed up. It was impossible to see in. I asked Matt if he knew where they were, but as he had also been lost in the moment, he didn’t know either. He told me he didn’t care and that they didn’t care what we were doing. Sally did not hesitate to get her mouth back around his cock. She worked her magic tongue, lips, mouth and throat on his cock and it wasn’t long before she heard the familiar groans, felt the deep thrusts, the hand on the back of her head and the twitch of his cock as he sprayed string after string of hot cum down her throat. That was a big load!

Matt once again reached over between my legs and had his hand in my knickers which were pulled to the side. He told me what a filthy bitch I was as I knew we were putting on a show, and that the thought clearly turned me on as my pussy couldn’t hide it. He flicked my clit until I orgasmed, my moans filling the car. I was dreading getting out of the car in my dishevelled condition, hair a mess, dress undone and hitched up round my waist. I comforted myself in the fact their car was so steamed up they wouldn’t be able to see through the windows anyway.

As I got out and readjusted my clothes Matt also got out of the car to kiss me goodbye. He stood up and was doing his belt up but as yet another car sped towards us and the headlights lit up our bodies, I could see his cock was still semi hard and he hadn’t put it back in his trousers yet. Sally greedily took it on her hand and stroked it back to full hardness as we kissed. Matts touch was relentless, squeezing my boobs in his hand as I used the tip of his cock to play with my swollen sensitive clit. Matt clearly had one thing on his mind.

He pulled away from me slightly, pushed my legs apart, reached between them and once again entered my pussy with his fingers. He was kissing me, sensing my need to feel him inside me. He built up the depth, pressure and speed of his thrusts, he was finger fucking me between our 2 cars.  Cars were speeding past us, lighting us at the last minute with their head lights, the other car just a few meters away from us. I knew what he wanted.

I was so turned on, again my head thrown back, my back arched as I pushed myself towards him, moaning as I felt the now familiar feeling building deep inside me, knowing I was about to squirt all over him at the side of the road. I felt the release as I let go all over his hand. Holding onto him as my body shook, my legs wobbled and I almost lost balance. I felt my warm fluid run down my legs; I felt my soaked dress blow against my legs in the wind. I was mortified that I had let Sally be so filthy, such a needy slut, she just didn’t care where she was or who could see.

Sally giggled, very pleased with herself that her objectives for the day had been achieved, she had cum over Matts hand, she had taken his cum and as a bonus prize had put on a show for total strangers. She had been allowed to show her slutty side, and she knew this was just the tip of the ice berg.