Jill had spent the evening dressing and undressing in her large
collection of female clothes, she had worn everything in all
combinations and felt the need to go out into the cool night air and be
a girl in public. With a feeling of flirty, girlish abandon Jill hatched
a plan to drive her estate car to a dark car park some miles from home
where she would take photos of herself in various compromising positions
that could be published in the free gallery section of her favourite
website.
Wearing coordinating coloured lingerie set with black stockings, a silky
lace trimmed camisole, under a gold satin blouse and a flower printed,
wonderfully light and floaty silk, button through skirt. She overdid
this with a waist slip of frothy satin lace, a string of pearls, with
matching drop earrings as decoration and bracelets on both wrists. Jill
wore a shoulder length wig and more than plenty of makeup.
The drive was tense, the sense of excitement and fear concentrating the
mind, at traffic lights she was illuminated by the red stop lights so
she was sure anyone could recognise her immediately (no one she knew
would be out this late of course). She drove past the car park slowly,
checking it out; there were no other cars there (It was 2.00am). She
turned back and drove over the speed hump and was alone in the car park.
She parked in a distant corner, and rolled down the window, so she could
see or hear anything and killed the engine.
There was silence her eyes became accustomed to the dark and she began
to relax. Her cock was rock hard and straining over the top of her
panties, what to do now? She carefully assembled her digital camera onto
its tripod then opened the car door and positioned the camera so that it
looked onto the drivers seat, set the auto timer and dived back into the
car, it was the longest ten seconds, she arranged herself into a pose
that might work and sat waiting, the sound of a car approaching on a
nearby road caused her heart to beat faster, the tension built. Crack!
The flash went off, anyone in the vicinity would see her. Slut!
It was over no one stopped no one saw, phew.
Another idea, use the estate area of the car. She opened the tailgate.
Jill had blankets and laid them out, set the camera and positioned
herself- ten seconds FLASH. Now how about skirt up, sets her skirt
around her waist showing stocking and a bit of panty, FLASH. Great more
like that, a glimpse of her underwear bit of bra bit of slip lots of
lace. She was getting away with it and loosing her inhibition. Jill
scrambled for her handbag and fished inside for her dildo and the KY.
Knickers down to her knees she worked her rubber dildo into her tranny
slut honey pot until it was properly lodged, then hobbled to the camera
to reset the timer, back into position kneeling there with panties down,
silk floating all around her, her blouse open, white satin bra glowing
in the partial moonlight. Waiting for the ten seconds till the flash
exploded again. But - a crackle on the gravel of her layby, the blood
pumping through her head, she hadn't heard the other car arrive. FLASH!
The new arrivals had the scene blasted onto their retinas.
Fuck, Jill stumbled to grab the camera, to get herself into the car to
get away. It was too late she had been seen. The car sat still its
lights illuminating the scene. She pulled up her knickers without
removing the plastic cock and pulled down her skirt. She stood up at the
back of the car and tidied her clothes, pretend (what?) to be a real
girl, pack your things and drive away calmly but quickly. Shit how
stupid she felt. She hobbled to the driver's door and climbed in,
shaking. She tried to start the engine; it fired but not quickly
enough... The lights in the other car went out, it was in the way and
she had to do a couple of manoeuvres to get clear.
A voice cried out "stop! There's no need to leave." she paused, there
was a man stood maybe ten feet from her.
"Please don't leave, I like what I see." He didn't sound scary at all.
Jill kept the engine running and the man came closer, "My pal and I are
just night prowlers like yourself, after a bit of kinky fun, you've made
our night, can we play some more?" He came up to the window and looked
in, are you alone? Blimey you're a tranny aren't you? "John," he
shouted, "Its a fucking tranny come and see." the drivers door opened
and out stepped John," wow, does she want to play?"
"Do you?" asked the first man. Jill was shaking, moments before she had
been in ecstasy and this was after all her favourite fantasy. "Yes, I
do." "Wow way to go" The first man jumped into the Jill's passenger seat
and made himself comfy. "I'm Phil" he offered, "my mate and me do this
once a week usually we just peep at couples, I can tell you this because
you're a faggot too, but we often masturbate each other while we watch,
tonight you can do it for us. What were you actually doing when we
caught you?" he picked up Jill's camera and looked at the last picture
still showing in the LCD. Even on the small screen, the dildo was
clearly visible. "Christ, look what it's doing", and he passed the
camera to John who had slipped into the back seat. "Where is it now?"
asked John seeing it wasn't in the car, Jill was silent. "Shit! She's
still got it up her".
"Show us you slutty bitch," hissed Phil (the other mans name I found out
later) Jill lifted her self into the back seat and removed her panties
to her knees again. John leaned over and gave the protruding but a
gentle but firm shove with the palm of his hand, he humped her this way
and Jill Giggled and gave a satisfied moan "I bet you'd rather have some
of the real thing, eh?" Phil got the camera and snapped away as Jill
wriggled on the dildo and then John gently removed it from her. The men
were in heaven they never saw anything like this peeping through steamed
up car windows. "Fuck I think I'm going to come, looking at this," said
Phil sounding like a small boy in a toyshop. Jill placed her hand on his
groin and felt a rock hard but not large cock, giggling John said "Don't
waste it Jill, get it out for him", Jill undid his fly and he helped her
to tug down his jeans, his cock was small but rock hard. Jill stroked
it, and without further ado, kissed the tip, the cock jerked Phil had no
control and shot straight in Jill's face, FLASH John captured the
moment. Jill sucked now on the rigid little thing till it fell limp. His
sperm ran down her nose and cheek there was enough of his juice
remaining for Jill to get the special taste on her tongue and a dribble
made its way into her gullet where its gooey presence would remain for a
time even when both men were gone. Phil felt ashamed and asked to leave.
"No" said john, "My turn now Jill. Jill here needs a man now, don't you
my little slut? Film me while I give her what she needs." Jill was
indeed ready, the removal of the toy leaving her feeling a little empty,
she gave the tube of KY to John, he knew what to do, and shortly he was
positioned ready to fuck her like a girl.
Phil took intimate close ups as the penetration began. John was skilled,
even in the confines of the car he managed to guide his hot and stiff
pole into the spot reserved for him in Jill's womanly body. John could
last. He fucked hard and firmly for at least ten minutes, Phil gave up
on the photography and brought his now re-stiffening cock back into
Jill's face, he was a little clumsy and kept missing her lips, Jill had
to grab the shaft with one hand and guide it into her own lips. John was
considerate enough to stop his thrusting for a few seconds to allow Jill
to get comfy in this new situation. Jill was now very happily being
screwed from both ends by complete strangers in a dark car park in her
own car, still fully dressed save for the panties that were now loosely
hanging from her ankle. The men thrust alternatively and the motion
settled to a steady rhythm of timed thrusts so that whilst Jill was
rocked uncontrollably like a rag doll the men held their composure. The
noises in the car were sexy too the seat springs developed a steady
creak, Jill's buttocks slapped against John, sucking slurping noises
from her loose grip on Phil's cock, her moans johns grunts and Phil's
swearing.
Just as this mechanical joining of bodies settled completely into rhythm
John started to come. "I'm going to come any moment Phil, give me her
mouth" he was out of breath and frantic, Phil pulled out and there was a
scuffle as the men changed places. Phil stuffed himself into my botty
and John gently rubbed himself while Phil got settled. "Swallow me
bitch!" John was possessed now gone was the gentleman that had fucked my
pussy like I was a lady he held the back of my head firmly his cock sunk
to the back of my throat, I was gagging but he wouldn't let me pull off,
the tip of his cock was past my tonsils I was impaled and it wasn't
really pleasant at the time but within what must have been one missed
breath he pulsed and the first second and third Pump of cum was
ejaculated directly down my gullet. I could feel the glob slip down
straight to my gut. The swallow reaction halted by the invader in my
neck, I tried to breathe through my nose and couldn't, for a second I
felt I might die at the end of this weapon. At the end of the third pump
John slid out of me. I coughed, saliva and cum splattered out of my
mouth I was gasping fro breath, "You bastard, that wasn't nice at all!"
Sorry, but you seemed to be enjoying it so much and I know you girls
like it a bit rough sometimes, I bet you felt deliciously vulnerable
like a proper girly didn't you?"
And Jill did too!
Phil was still pumping at her rear, he wasn't the best at doing anyone
other than himself and was going as fast as he could in and out trying
to come again. He was out of breath and stopped humping her properly.
Jill turned to him and using her hand wanked him, sensing he was
becoming sore she bent her head and swallowed him fully. He couldn't
reach the back of her throat, which was nice for Jill because her throat
now ached from John's spirited attack. The camera flashed again and
again. Phil was ready and managed to pull out and spunk onto Jill's
tongue for a final picture. The quantity was a disappointment for Jill,
but she was satisfied to have managed to make him come for her twice.
His cock shrunk away immediately in the back seat both men tugged up
their trousers and sat smiling at each other in a genuinely "satisfied
with their lot" sort of way.
Jill climbed from the car and straighten herself up, she pulled the
panties back over her other high heeled shoe and slid them up her shiny
stockinged legs and carefully arranged them over her still erect penis.
Jill felt the mixture of her sweat and the sperm from her fucked pussy
dampening the gusset, her face was sticky and messed up from the face
fucking and there were pubic hairs in her mouth. Jill had not come
herself yet and was in ecstasy and consumed with lust John noticed this.
Phil don't you think she deserves a blowjob. Phil was obviously the
follower in this duo, I suspect that in their usual sex play Phil is the
bottom of the pair and on this occasion he subserviently got to his
knees, Jill sat sideways in the drivers seat, stocking clad legs on the
sill her skirt hitched, john pulled her sticky panties to the side to
release her cock, Phil got on his knees on the gravel and silently
swallowed it all till he gagged, john pressed the back of his head and
made him 'bob' on the shemale cockclit he was laughing at Phil now. John
used Phil's ears to bob his head on Jill's cock faster and faster. Jill
came in a big hip thrusting spasm her cock grew, stiffened and disgorged
a healthy glob of spunk into Phil's mouth, "Kiss him Jill" shouted John
in absolute glee at his friends degradation Jill kissed and took her
sperm from the young mans mouth, John fired off one last picture of
Jill's tongue with the mixture of cum and saliva ringed with mussed up
lipstick and stray pubic hair. Jill was truly a car park slut now.
They all hugged and the guys got in their car and raced off wheels
skidding into the night. "Boys!" thought Jill.
Jill tidied her car putting clothes into their bags and wiping sticky
patches from the upholstery, she drove carefully home with the windows
open, she felt this time confident enough to be read while stuck in
traffic. What a confident young woman she had become.
At home Jill showered, changed and made herself up in a white negligee
with matching wrap and white lace top stockings, she felt properly a
woman now, but fresh and sexy in the clean silk, the sticky smelly
clothes lay in a heap and would need careful laundering. Only the
following day upon loading the photos into her PC did she realise what
she had looked like, the pictures were fantastic it was her dreams in
colour, there were the sweaty cocks, the cum, the shiny cocks bobbing
close to her carefully made up face... |
