He knew fast cars excited me. My heart pounded when he sent me a pic of his gleaming red Porsche and I immediately began thinking about the naughty things we could get up to that night. He was the perfect gentleman (to begin with). We met at a country pub. He was waiting in the car park in the Porsche, headlights on. As I drove in I could feel my pulse race with excitement. Result! Not only was his car sexy as hell, but he was pretty fit himself. This was going to be great night. We sat and chatted in the pub. We laughed, we flirted, we talked about our adventures, sexual appetites, desires, fantasies and guilty pleasures. His stories excited me, I was jealous but intrigued and tempted by his tales. This guy clearly had experience, far more than me, but this made me even more seduced by him. He was confident and when he ordered me to unzip my dress a little more inside the pub I obeyed without hesitation. I wanted to be part of his world, his lustful games and tempting pleasures. I told him tales of the naughty adventures I had been part of and flirted as I touched his leg teasing him with a quick touch between his legs. " Come on lets go" he gestured and lead me outside to his sexy partner in crime. I hopped in and as we sped along my pulse raced again, the sound of the engine and the sight of this sexy man in control of this car making my breath heavy and thoughts turning to outside fun. "Hook your skirt up" he ordered as we spun along, and I immediately did as I was told. We pulled into a layby, but not the sort for naughtiness this was just to add to the thrill by taking the top down in his sexy car. I got out and he pushed me against the car hooking up my skirt as he kissed me. I was so horny and didn't care that the passing cars could see us ravishing against his car. I could feel his hardness throbbing inside his pants and felt the urgency in his voice as he told me to jump back in. "where are we going?" I asked. "Wait and see" he replied and we spun around the country lanes looking for the right spot. He carefully reversed his Porsche into a quiet gateway. I knew what was coming. We kissed and groped as best we could inside but eventually our naughtiness was taken outside in the chilly night air. I didn't hesitate when he pulled my dress over my head and I stood there somewhat venerable in just my red stilettoes. He bent me over the sexy red Porsche and widened my legs to feel his rock hard cock probing around for it's entrance hole. He fucked me hard and deep against his car, thrusting and groaning as he fucked me. It was cold and the reality of my nakedness if anyone had pulled up only added to the excitement. I turned around and clung onto the metal gate behind us as he fucked me over it until he was about to climax. I greedily took his cock in my mouth and sucked him hard and lustfully until his juices flowed into my mouth. There was no audience that night, but I wouldn't have cared if there was. Kev and his sexy red Porsche brought out the devil in me and that night I would have obeyed anything he asked of me. A sexy car is a thing of beauty that deserves to be draped with my nakedness. It's owner is just a bonus, especially if like Kev you're pretty hot yourself. This was one night and ride I will NEVER forget and hope Kev returns for more............