The time I met a dude off **********

For a long time, a big fantasy was to masturbate with a stranger in their car and then never talk to them again. For obvious reasons, that was never a safe thing to do. Until one day, trolling ********** for dudes to get off with, I saw an ad that was interested in that very fantasy. And he seemed like a good dude.

So we met in the parking lot of a grocery store near my house. I wore a tight little orange mini skirt and a black tank top, and nothing underneath. I got into his car, and pulled up my skirt so he could look at my pussy. I fucking love it when men take a really nice, long, loving look at my pussy. It makes me so wet.

He undid his jeans and pulled out his dick, and it was beautiful. I wanted to put it in my mouth, because I love sucking dick more than just about anything else in the world. But, that wasn't the fantasy. We both started masturbating, breathing heavy, worried about people potentially walking by on this warm summer evening, before the sun had started going down. We came at the same time, and laughed a little, I asked him to kiss me, I could taste it in his mouth, that coppery flavor of fear, and it was sexy that he'd been so nervous.

You know, we got the job done though, right? One fantasy off of the bucket list.