London Flashing
25.04.2009
As I showered in my room, the anticipation of the night ahead was already beginning to excite me. There is nothing I like doing more than making someones fantasy come true, and to make someone with the reputation of Pete's fantasy come true was going to be quite an acheivement. I got to know Pete through our mututal interest in naturism. Aged 34, he is one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. To add to his pysical beauty, he works out regularly and maintains an all over tan all year. His penis is also a thing of beauty - at seven inches it is not the longest I have seen, but its width is perfectly in proportion to ensure that orgasms come quick when you are with him. Although he lives in London he has a boat which he keeps at Poole, and if you have ever been to Studland you will have seen him there, as he likes to anchor just off the beach there at the weekend. I always go down a couple of times a year - how I enjoy being screwed by this handsome stud as the boat rocks with the tide and the sun beats down on us. Anyway, he is worried that as 35 crops up he is getting old, so I endeavoured to make his birthday special, since he revealed a secret fantasy to me last year. As I dried myself off, the nerves started to kick in. Would it all work, and would I dare to go through with it? Now dry, I walked into my room and dressed - first a necklace to match my earings, black stockings, a splash of scent, black stillettoes and then my long black coat over it. The car was due to come and pick me up in about five minutes, so I went down to reception and waited. As I waited, I noticed a few other guys looking me up and down - if only they knew what I was (or wasn't!!) wearing under my coat, if only they knew my mission for the evening... The car arrived bang on time. To hire a streched limmo for just an hour on a Saturday night had proved difficult. And when I told them why I wanted it, several companies turned me down. However, it had arived on time, and as I got in, I couldn't help but notice the smile that the driver gave me. I reckoned that he had been looking forward to this job!! I had arranged to meet Pete in a soho pub at 10pm. I told the driver where we were going, and we pulled up outside at about 1010. I told the driver to get out and let Pete in when he came out, and then phoned Pete to tell him that his transport had arrived. When the driver held the door open and Pete looked in, I thought he was going to die!! I was reclining on the long seat of the car, my coat open, one leg straight out along the back of the seat, my other bent onto the floor. "Happy birthday" I said as he climbed in, getting a full view (along with the driver) of my effectively naked body as I poured him a glass of champagne. The driver closed the door and drove off, circling the west end and the sights. We only had an hour, so I had to keep an eye on the clock as we sat there, me with my coat still open, sipping champagne and talking about sex. After about 30 minutes, Pete picked up on my intentions, kissed me long and passionately and started to play with my breasts and then one and then two fingers disappeared into my moist hole. As we continued to drive around, we continued to snog, and my hand moved to the bulge in Pete's trousers and unzipped him and pulled hius tool out of his pants and trousers. I knew that we were both ready, so while Pete stripped off his trousers, Ibraced myself against the side of the car, and presented my arse to him. Leaning against the window, I groaned as he slid into me. And so. the big moment. Would I dare do it? As Pete continued to thrust, I lowered the window. The cold air blowing into the car immediately got my nipples even harder, as I moved further forward. Pete couldn't believe what was happening next, and had difficulty keeping his cock inside me as he thrust into me. And as he thrus As I showered in my room, the anticipation of the night ahead was already beginningto excite me. There is nothing I like doing more than making someones fantasy come true, and to make someone with the reputation of Pete's fantasy come true was going to be quite an acheivement. I got to know Pete through our mututal interest in naturism. Aged 34, he is one of the most handsome men I have ever seen. To add to his pysical beauty, he works out regularly and maintains an all over tan all year. His penis is also a thing of beauty - at seven inches it is not the longest I have seen, but its width is perfectly in proportion to ensure that orgasms come quick when you are with him. Although he lives in London he has a boat which he keeps at Poole, and if you have ever been to Studland you will have seen him there, as he likes to anchor just off the beach there at the weekend. I always go down a couple of times a year - how I enjoy being screwed by this handsome stud as the boat rocks with the tide and the sun beats down on us. Anyway, he is worried that as 35 crops up he is getting old, so I endeavoured to make his birthday special, since he revealed a secret fantasy to me last year. As I dried myself off, the nerves started to kick in. Would it all work, and would I dare to go through with it? Now dry, I walked into my room and dressed - first a necklace to match my earings, black stockings, a splash of scent, black stillettoes and then my long black coat over it. The car was due to come and pick me up in about five minutes, so I went down to reception and waited. As I waited, I noticed a few other guys looking me up and down - if only they knew what I was (or wasn't!!) wearing under my coat, if only they knew my mission for the evening... The car arrived bang on time. To hire a streched limmo for just an hour on a Saturday night had proved difficult. And when I told them why I wanted it, several companies turned me down. However, it had arived on time, and as I got in, I couldn't help but notice the smile that the driver gave me. I reckoned that he had been looking forward to this job!! I had arranged to meet Pete in the xxx at 10pm. I told the driver where we were going, and we pulled up outside at about 1010. I told the driver to get out and let Pete in when he came out, and then phoned Pete to tell him that his transport had arrived. When the driver held the door open and Pete looked in, I thought he was going to die!! I was reclining on the long seat of the car, my coat open, one leg straight out along the back of the seat, my other bent onto the floor. "Happy birthday" I said as he climbed in, getting a full view (along with the driver) of my effectively naked body as I poured him a glass of champagne. The driver closed the door and drove off, circling the west end and the sights. We only had an hour, so I had to keep an eye on the clock as we sat there, me with my coat still open, sipping champagne and talking about sex. After about 30 minutes, Pete picked up on my intentions, kissed me long and passionately and started to play with my breasts and then one and then two fingers disappeared into my moist hole. As we continued to drive around, we continued to snog, and my hand moved to the bulge in Pete's trousers and unzipped him and pulled hius tool out of his pants and trousers. I knew that we were both ready, so while Pete stripped off his trousers, Ibraced myself against the side of the car, and presented my arse to him. Leaning against the window, I groaned as he slid into me. And so. the big moment. Would I dare do it? As Pete continued to thrust, I lowered the window. The cold air blowing into the car immediately got my nipples even harder, as I moved further forward. Pete couldn't believe what was happening next, and had difficulty keeping his cock inside me. And so then I went for it. With the window fully lowered, I stuck my head through, and then continued so that my boobs were swaying inthe wind. Pete fell out, but was soon back in me as I enjoyed the looks on peoples faces as we cruised down Charing Cross Rod. Knowing that so many people were admiring my breasts, waving at me, taking photos and generally allowing me to enjoy my exhibitionist tendancies to the full. I knew I wouldn't be able to last, and after about a minute I came, Pete shooting his load deep inside me at the same time. By now our hour was up, so the driver returned us to the hotel where he gave us a good knowing smile and wink!!

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