This story happened three years ago, before I was dating my current boyfriend. Although our relationship is strong, I could never tell him about this, he would not understand. He is my age, but I have always had a strong sexual attraction to older men.
I have a professional job in a large company in the city. I always dress conservatively and come across as reserved and soft spoken. However, I have fantasies about being dominated by a group of strange men who treat me like a dirty slut. This is story is about the first time, but not the last, that I followed through on my urges.
I am tall and thin standing at five foot eight inches in my bare feet and weighing 110 pounds. I have short brown hair and green eyes. My breasts are only B-cups, but they look larger on my thin frame. I think my best features are my long legs and by ass. That’s enough about me for now.
Several of us were meeting a client for lunch at a local resturant in the city. We traveled in separate cars as I was leaving afterwards on the start of a long overdue vacation. I had parked close to a site where men were working in a trench in the street. One of the working men got a good look up my dress with my legs spread open as I was getting out of the car trying to avoid water near the curb. When I noticed him, I quickly closed my legs and pulled my dress back down. Instead of looking away when I caught him looking, he smiled at me and winked.
At lunch I had two glasses of wine rather than my usual one. I found myself fantasizing about that worker looking up my dress and realized I was becoming wet between my legs and my nipples were hardening. Before I left the restaurant, I went into the ladies’ room and removed my pantyhose and panties. I had only intended to expose myself briefly to him and see his reaction before quickly driving off. It seemed safe enough but exciting.
I timed my arrival at my car when no one else was in the area. I took my time at my car getting my keys out to make sure he was watching me. When I was sure he was watching, I opened the door and backed into the seat, spreading my legs wide open and hiking up my dress. My pussy could not have been any more exposed. I watched him staring at my exposed crotch and, rather than driving off quickly, I remained like that, letting him get a long look. When I finally turned and closed the car door, I was really turned on by what I had done, and I still did not drive off.
The man started crossing the street in my direction. I again checked around me for other pedestrians and, seeing no one, I hiked my dress up around my waist and spread my legs wide. As he approached, I rolled my widow down and leaned back waiting for him. When he came close, he stuck his head into the car and stared directly at my naked cunt. I saw that he was older than I had originally thought, probably close to sixty. He needed a shave, and I could smell the sweat on him as he leaned in the car. He still had not said a word as he reached in and stuck his hand down the front of my dress and roughly cupped my tit.
After a long moment with his hand still on my tit he finally said, “Your wet pussy smells good.” Then he asked me to meet him after he finished work in a nearby mall parking lot. I could only nod yes; I couldn’t speak with his hand on my tits and my pussy on display to this stranger.
I arrived early for our meeting, now wearing only a skirt and loose sweater with no underwear. He arrived in an old car that was both dirty and had a mismatched right front panel and hood. He had not bothered to clean up at all; his hands and fingernails were quite filthy. I couldn’t believe I was letting this gross stranger use me like this. Normally I wouldn’t even talk to this man.
I got out and stood between our two cars with him facing me in the mall parking lot with only a few other cars nearby. He didn’t say anything, he simply raised my skirt up above my waist and ran a hand along my wet slit. He then ordered me to, “Show me your tits.” I lifted my sweater to expose my naked breasts while he continued to run his hand over my pussy outside in this public parking lot.
I asked if we could go somewhere more private because others might see us. His answer was, “So what? I don’t care and you’re just a slut.” As stupid as this may sound, this was really turning me on. I had my legs spread open and was grinding against his hand as he finger fucked me in the public parking lot. When he finally pulled his fingers out of my cunt, he ordered me to lick his wet dirty fingers clean.
I asked if he had a condom so that he could fuck me. He said he didn’t want to fuck me today but when he did, he wouldn’t waste a condom on a slut like me anyway. I was told to stand there with my skirt held up around my waist and my sweater around my neck while he took a picture of me with his cell phone.
Before he left, he told me where I could meet him next week so that he could share me with some of his friends. Like the shameless slut that I had become, I agreed.