I do get my share fair of sex I guess, but its irregular and confined to periods of seeing someone. Someone that is supposed to be special, but as all us girls know, they not always are that special. Sometimes, I crave sex so much that I just have to get it as much as I can. I have done some pretty weird things. I am a member of an adult sex site and I have been know to meet men in dogging locations now and then. It’s not my favourite pastime as you never know who may come along, literally, but it is sexually liberating to do whatever you please sometimes.
On this particular Friday night, I was driving home from work and I was horny. I had a very wet pussy and the only thing on my mind was sex. Hot sex at that. It was too late to set up a meet with a few favourites and I pondered as to what I should do about it.
Then it hit me. The car wash. I normally take my car to a car wash to get it cleaned. It’s a hand wash and done by a few guys. I drive my car through a makeshift production line. One guy sprays and prepares, one washes and maybe two or more polish at the end. It doesn’t cost that much, but I guess its quantity rather than quality.
I had noticed the guys before, I think they are from Poland, but that doesn’t really matter. What does matter is that they are quite fit and young and I have often wondered in the past whether they look and gawp at the people whose car they wash.
Slowly my plan took form and I ended up grinning from ear to ear with it. By the time I got home that evening I was beside myself and I quickly parked the car and ran into the house, stripped bare and then put on my favourite pink woollen top. I raced back to the car and drove through the country lanes to the car wash. By my estimation I would get there by the time they were about to close. I had to be last one in that car wash for what I had in mind.
As I approached, I could see they were just about to put the barriers down. I pulled in and wound the window down.
“Time for just one more, please…” I shouted. The guy motioned me forward and I pulled past the gate as it was lowered. Phase one of my plan was complete.
I started to grin, I felt so randy and horny that my pussy was leaking copious amounts of cum onto the car seat. I quickly pulled the pink top off and threw it in the back seat. The spray guy motioned me forward and he started to spray some stuff onto the car wheels, bonnet and the rest of the car. I saw him stop as he looked through the side window on the passenger side. I turned my head and saw that his jaw had dropped to the floor, he was holding his spray gun and his right hand was just pulling on the trigger. The same amount of liquid was going onto the car in the same place which was the back window.
I have to admit, I was secretly hoping that he would be squirting over me by the time I got to the end of this car wash.
I smiled at him and wiggled my tits from side to side. His mate with the water canister and wash cloth was shouting at him, presumably telling him to hurry up. He eventually continued around the car in a deliberate manner, pausing at every convenient spot to get a glimpse of me. He shouted to his mates in Polish. Well, I guess it was Polish, I don’t actually speak it so it could have been any language. As he approached the side door I looked up at him. I was of course absolutely naked and my legs were slightly apart. My pussy was glistening with all the juices and when I looked down there was a wet patch on the fabric seat cover.
I was not the slightest embarrassed. I actually loved it. I loved him watching me and wondering how the hell he was in this position cleaning cars with a naked woman in the driving seat.
Slowly his mates came over to him and I watched them too. He squirted his last squirt onto the windscreen of the car. For some reason, my side window was left clean and dry.
As he reluctantly pulled back from the car, his mate in front of it called me forward. It was wash time. As I pulled forward I watched his hand telling me how far I should proceed. I know he was watching me and eventually he indicated that I should stop.
I pulled the handbrake up and opened my legs as I had done before.
The water poured over the car from the jets they use. Then all three of them grabbed the hand cloths and started to wash the car from tip to toe. I was a little disappointed when the car was being washed as I knew they could not feast their eyes on me, but it didn’t stop me from fondling my breasts and tweaking my nipples. In my mind was the hope that I was going to get fucked at the end of all this and, after all, I had the perfect plan in my head from the start.
I suddenly heard jets of water splash onto the car. Washing was over and it was now rinse time. Rinse time was good, the visibility gradually increased and I could see two of the men standing at the side of the car watching the soap suds fall to the floor. The third man was busy cleaning the car. One of the guys to my right then pushed his mate; who ran off to get spray gun number two. This was the polishing liquid.
As the water was removing the suds, the first guy started to spray the car with wax. I wondered if they knew that I actually waxed. Whether they had seen that my pussy was silky smooth. It didn’t really matter if they did or didn’t. I closed my eyes and smiled at the windscreen. Then I slipped a finger into my pussy. It felt so fucking good to have something inside my very hot snatch at last. I sighed a big sigh into the car, and I knew I wanted far more than just my own finger. As I opened my eyes, I saw all three of them watching me. Then I was snatched from my trance like state of ecstasy by a hand waving me on.
It was polish time.
I drove the car to where they indicated. Two of the guys already had chamois leather cloths in their hands ready for the polishing. My mind immediately thought how nice that soft leather would feel spanking my arse. I stopped the car as indicated and let them polish the whole car. All three of them were intent on their jobs. All of them were rather professional in their approach to my nakedness and for that matter, my wanton behaviour.
As one of the guys polished the windscreen, I cupped both my breasts and started to caress them. They started talking to each other again and I could see one of them from my rear view mirror, crane his neck to watch me. I then pulled on my nipples as hard as I could. I just love having my nipples pulled like that especially when I’m being fucked and I wanted them to know that I liked it.
Suddenly the passenger car door opened and Mr. Squirty appeared, his intentions were to clean around the inside of the door frame. His eyes were everywhere but on the job he was doing. I looked at him and smiled and slipped my finger along my pussy again. He must have rubbed that area of my car so much that I had to stop caressing myself for fear there would be no paint left on the car door.
Next I heard the back doors open and these too were cleaned. Then my front door opened. Finally, it was up close and personal time with one of the guys, as I slipped my legs onto the door frame as he wiped the inside of the door down. I slipped my hands over my breast one last time.
It was now or never. Either I was going to get the fuck of my life or I would be driving home naked feeling extremely frustrated.
He backed off from the car as I was about to get out.
“That will be six pounds please,” he said as he stood up.
I raised myself from the car and raised my arms to the side.
“I‘m sorry,” I replied, “I have no money on me…” I continued.
I looked from Mr. Squirty to Mr. Wash and finally back to Mr. Polish. All of them were sporting hardons under their overalls.
“No money,” I repeated.
Then I walked up to Mr. Polish and started to stroke his cock under his overalls. He never moved. I started to pull on his cock and then circle my hands around it. Then I undid the few buttons at the front in the region of his crotch and reached in. I pulled his pants to one side and I just melted.
In my hands was one gorgeous cock. Thick. Hard. Meaty, it felt fucking gorgeous. I looked around at the other two guys behind me and I noticed them removing their cocks as well.
Introductions seemed to be well and truly over.
For some reason the thought of whether they would be clean entered my head. I don’t know where the fuck that came from because seconds afterwards it dawned on me that with all this water, soap and polish around they must be squeaky clean.
I looked behind me once more at the two cocks making a bee-line for me.
“That is one, nice, fucking cock…” I said as I pulled on his rigid cock.
I saw him smile just before I sank to my knees and sucked him into my mouth.
I was now in my element, I had a cock down my throat and two cocks behind me ready to impale me at a seconds notice. It dawned on me then that I was definitely going to get fucked.
I sucked on the cock in front of me with vigour despite another one poking in the side of my neck. I wanted to finish one of them off and taste his spunk, savouring it as it slid down my throat, before getting fucked by another one.
The cock in my neck was insistent. All of a sudden Mr. Polish pulled his cock from me. I thought I had done something wrong, but it seemed I had brought him too close to cumming. I guess he had other ideas for where his spunk was going to end up.
As soon as his cock was withdrawn from the confines of my mouth I turned eagerly to Mr. Wash, he too allowed me to suck his cock for a while before removing it. I wanked his cock with one hand then reached out for Mr. Squirty’s cock.
In my estimation, Mr. Squirty was the youngest of the three men. His cock was rigid almost straining and standing upright. It was all I could do to pull it down and get it level with my mouth. I slipped the head of his cock inside and started to suck on it. I reached into his pants and grabbed a handful of his hairy balls as I pushed my head to and fro on his cock. I felt a hand come up on my arse and then slip over my anus and onto my pussy. Two fingers were pushed inside and his thumb was teetering on the entrance to my anus.
“Fucking push it in,” I urged as I withdrew briefly from the cock plundering my throat. He didn’t need telling twice, and for the first time that night, I was full. I wasn’t full of the right stuff, but I was full. I returned to the cock in front of me and started to suck hard on it. Periodically sucking on the head as my hand wanked his shaft. The fingers and thumb up my pussy and arse felt wonderful. Then I felt fingers on my nipple. A finger and thumb to be precise. They squeezed together. Hard. Sensations shot through my nipple down to my pussy. They were joined by the intrusions of fingers inside me and my brain was shouting out for spunk to fill my mouth.
I felt so depraved, so filthy, so horny and randy and yes so fucking hungry for everything that I was getting.
Mr. Squirty suddenly shot his load into my mouth. I was unprepared for it. I choked briefly, pulled back from his cock head and swallowed as fast as I could. The next spurt joined it in a more controlled way. I sank back onto his cock and sucked on him some more.
Then my first orgasm ripped through my body like a tornado. I had to pull back from the cock in front of me. Words, all kinds of filthy words spurted from my mouth. I was screaming my release into the confines of the car wash. I felt a hand suddenly clasp my shoulder and steady me as I felt spunk splash onto my face and over onto my tits. I opened my eyes to find that Mr. Squirty was still pumping his cum all over me.
Fuck, I thought, this was heaven on wheels. I looked up to see the most wonderful smile on his face as he emptied his balls over me.
I was slowly raised onto my feet. Mr. Wash was placing me over the bonnet of my car. I quickly felt his cock before it was lost inside me. As I was pushed forward I eagerly spread my legs for him.
His cock entered my wet pussy in one swift push. It was a nice cock to have up my pussy. I splayed my arms over the bonnet in an attempt to push backwards and get it as deep as I could. I needn’t have worried on that score. Mr. Wash grabbed my hips and thrust himself in deep. So deep, I screamed. This was quickly followed by yelps of, “yes,” and “fuck me please,” that quickly became screams of “fuck me harder.”
It was not long before I was urging him not to stop. My second orgasm flooded my system as my half opened eyes registered it and I smiled at the same time. His cock was buried so deep in me that my toes were almost off the floor. With my orgasm over I let him fuck me senseless while encouraging him all the way.
Mr. Wash grunted and I knew he was flooding my cunt with his juices. I smiled once more into the windscreen and rocked my arse on his cock as he spent himself.
I felt him remove his cock and I was about to get up but I stayed in the position waiting for Mr. Polish. I waited a while until I had to look over my shoulder to see if he was actually going to fuck me. He was standing right behind me with the most wonderful cock I had ever seen. He was in no hurry. He placed it against my pussy and slid it along its wet length. He then dipped it inside me causing me to quiver and whisper a few choice words of encouragement into the air. He started to fuck me and I thought I would die with pleasure.
I was loving it, every minute that his cock was inside me. Every sweet minute.
Without warning he removed his cock and then I felt it push against my arse. So this was it. This was where Mr. Polish wanted to take me.
I was more than up for it there too. I pushed backwards and his cock started to part my anus. He got the message. Loud and clear. I teased him by putting my hands on my buttocks and spreading my cheeks for him. Then he grabbed his cock and started to push it in. It was a little hard at first even with my copious juices covering his cock but when it got passed my sphincter it just slipped all the way inside me. All the way up my arse.
I looked behind me to see the abject bliss on his face. I wondered whether this was his first arse fuck, whether his wife would not allow him to do this to her. I pushed back on his cock and instructed him to fuck me as hard as he wanted.
I don’t think he understood how depraved I could actually be when it came to sex. He was learning fast though.
Suddenly his cock was removed and pushed back inside as fast as a blink. He started fucking me with such urgency I started to wonder whether there would be enough time for me to reach an orgasm. I concentrated hard, he fucked me hard, and together we journeyed to the final frontier.
Now, I know this has nothing to do with Star Trek, but it must have seemed to him that the final frontier was about to be breached and his cum was about to fill the void.
I felt my third orgasm build as he fucked my arse. There is something sweet about having your arse fucked. The naughtiness and the pleasure is paramount and the feeling of being full is overwhelming. Personally, I love it up my arse. The only thing that is far better is when I am being double fucked. Though, even for a depraved slut like myself, that has only ever happened once in my life. I am sure, no, I am certain there will be more to come.
Mr. Polish’s cock was thrusting in and out of my arse at a phenomenal rate. I would describe him as a ‘stayer’ for certain. But even a ‘stayer’ could not compete with the tightness of my arse, especially when I squeeze. I love squeezing when a cock is inside my arse especially when it’s on the way in.
I could feel his cock strain inside my arse, I could hear him breathing heavily. I knew that he was on the brink of cumming in me. I pushed back once more. Mr. Polish suddenly erupted inside my arse. He pumped his cock in there which finalised my own orgasm when I knew he was being sated. As he pulled out of me his spunk spurted on my arse and over my backside.
I eventually stood up and looked at all three of them standing there in awe. Only Mr. Squirty had recovered and his cock was standing straight up out of his trousers.
“I think…no charge,” said Mr. Polish as he smiled.
I smiled and thanked him. He then shouted something to the two other guys. Mr. Wash had once again got hold of a chamois leather cloth and was busily polishing the bonnet, removing all evidence of the grease that my hands, body and spunk that splashed on the car and Mr. Squirty, bless him, wiped the spunk off my arse so that it would not soil the seat. If only he knew exactly how much spunk had been splashed on that seat over time, he would not have bothered.
I got in the car and started to drive off. I stopped and reached into the glove compartment to retrieve a business card. I reached behind me and slipped on my pink woollen jumper and as I drove away I stopped opposite Mr. Squirty.
His cock was hidden from sight as I handed him my card. Anyone with a cock that spurts that much cum, is more than welcome at my cottage. I thought. I handed him the card and told him to give me a ring.
I have seen Mr. Squirty a few times since that fateful evening but the last time I used that car wash I was fully clothed. You should have seen the disappointment on their faces when they recognised me.
