EROTIC FICTION | EXHIBITIONISM | VOYEURISM
The combination of the sun’s warmth and being watched sent her over the edge
A lazy feeling stretched through her body as the bright summer sun shone through the front window of the car. She closed her eyes for a moment, relishing the sun's warmth, which had long stirred her desire.
Aster knew it wasn’t only the sun evoking those feelings. They were on their way home after a lovely visit with like-minded friends, and throughout this Sunday afternoon visit, she remained aware of the fact she wore only a strapless sundress. Nothing else. A dress, of which the smocked elastic top held it in place.
Next to her, her husband swore because of the heavy traffic back to the city. She tuned him out and retreated to behind her closed eyes, enjoying the tingling of her body, the growing need.
Absentmindedly, Aster ran her hands over her breasts, and felt the warmth of the material against her skin. Her hand continued down over her tummy, towards her crotch and lap.
She opened her eyes when the hum of the car’s engine changed. Her husband slowed down and moved over to the slowest lane.
He glanced at her with a smile.
“Tilt your seat back,” he said.
Aster looked at him with a question in her eyes.
“I want you to tilt your seat back, pull your dress up so I can see your cunt and pull the dress down so I can see your tits.”
She smiled at him, her pussy twitching. Ever so slowly, she obeyed. It seemed her husband was as horny as she was. Indulging in her need would make the drive home more enjoyable for both of them, especially with the traffic being so slow.
Her hard nipples sprang free when she pulled the dress down, and wetness glistened between her legs. She bundled the fabric of her dress around her waist.
As horny as Aster was, she was also thankful her husband drove in the slow lane between the trucks. She was an exhibitionist at heart, but still shy to think a total stranger might see her.
Her husband reached over and pinched her nipples. She moaned softly, arching her back to push her breasts into his hands.
Keeping his eyes on the road, he moved his hand over her body towards her crotch. He found her wetness, spread it around, and softly flicked his fingers around and over her little button, knowing it would make her hornier than she already was.
Aster bucked her hips, willing her husband to press down harder and bring her to orgasm. He smiled at her and just kept moving his fingers at the same slow pace as before.
“I would love to have an orgasm,” Aster said.
“I bet you would,” he replied.
From the way he said it, it was clear he was only going to tease her. She sighed, lay back and concentrated on the movement of his fingers. Maybe if he kept it up long enough, she could have an orgasm after all.
But not if he stopped touching her!
Her eyes flew open when his hand disappeared from her pussy. He kept his eyes on the road, both hands on the steering wheel.
“Do you still have that vibrator in your bag?” her husband asked.
Aster nodded.
“Good. Get it and bring yourself to orgasm. Spread your legs wide. I want to see what you’re doing,” he smiled.
Aster grabbed her bag, searched for the bullet vibrator she always carried with her, and smiled when she retrieved it from her bag. She moved up against the back of the chair, bent her legs, put her feet together and spread her legs wide. She was half-sitting, half-lying in her seat and, just like her husband, she had a clear view of her pussy.
She ran the tip of the bullet vibrator through her wetness, moving it up and down. The tip moved towards her clitoris. She slowly circled it, pressing down harder but not yet turning the vibrator on.
Aster sighed and lay back against the chair. She cupped her breast with her free hand, rolling her nipple between her fingers. The feeling of the hard piece of flesh between her fingers excited her more.
But the need centered between her legs.
She pressed the button on the back of the vibrator once, letting it vibrate at its lowest setting. They had at least another hour of driving to do and she could just as well make this fun last for most of their journey.
Her eyes closed as she concentrated on the vibrations between her legs.
She noticed other sensations too: the hardening of her nipples, the warmth of the sun on her legs and loins, the accelerating of the car, her husband’s hand on her stomach.
Aster pushed her hips upwards, meeting the vibrations. Her free hand spread her labia. She wanted her husband to see the inner pink of her cunt. Imagining the lust in her husband’s eyes, she climaxed.
Aster turned her head and opened her eyes and returned her husband’s smile.
“Are you horny, my love?” he asked.
“Oh yes, you know what the warmth of the sun does to my body,” she smiled.
“I know. It makes you horny. As does being watched.”
“I love it when you watch me,” she said.
“I’m not the only one enjoying the show,” he smiled.
Aster looked puzzled at first, and then followed his gaze outside.
They were right next to a big truck, and the driver was watching her. When he saw her looking at him, he waved and put his thumb up in the air.
Aster quickly pulled at her dress, wanting to hide her nakedness from the eyes of the truck driver.
“Don’t,” her husband stopped her, “let him watch.”
She looked at him with doubt in her eyes. He was smiling, but there was a strictness on his face that made her obey.
She let go of the dress, leaving herself exposed.
“Now continue to play with yourself like you just did,” her husband told her.
Her eyes moved from her husband’s face to that of the truck driver, who tried to divide his attention between the road and the entertainment in the car next to his truck. He smiled when she looked up at him.
Aster suddenly felt brave. This man didn’t know who she was and what were the chances of ever seeing him again? Why not play along? Certainly, it would make the trip home a bit more enjoyable and it might give the truck driver something to boast about.
She smiled and watched the truck driver as she seductively ran her hands over her breasts and down to her inner thighs. Moving back up, she stopped at her cunt and slowly spread her pussy lips while she opened her legs wider. Keeping her labia spread with the fingers on one hand, she slipped two fingers on her other hand into herself.
The truck driver seemed to find it difficult to concentrate on both the road and the woman next to him. For a split second, Aster wondered whether they were putting themselves and others in danger, but she was too horny to really care.
Aster retrieved the bullet vibrator from the folds of her dress bundled around her waist. She turned it on to its lowest setting and pressed it against her clitoris.
She pressed her arms against the side of her body, pushing her breasts and hard nipples upward and together. Her husband reached over and pinched her nipples, making her moan.
Aster threw her head back, closing her eyes. All that existed at that moment was she and her vibrator. And, of course, the knowledge her husband was showing her off to a perfect stranger.
The lowest setting of the vibrator was not enough anymore.
Aster pushed the button on the back of the bullet vibrator once more to intensify the vibrations to the medium setting. A low growl told her husband this new setting was what his wife wanted and enjoyed.
Aster ran the vibrator up and down along her pussy lips before she returned the vibrations to her swollen button. Round and round the vibrations went, not really touching her clitoris, but close enough to make her yearn for more. She wanted to last as long as possible before surrendering to her orgasm.
Her body was impatient.
She pushed the button on the back of the vibrator once more. The vibrations were now at the highest speed the tiny toy could deliver.
Aster opened her lust-filled eyes and saw the truck driver was still watching her. She moved the tip of the vibrator to her nipples while she looked at him. He smiled broadly and again he put his thumb in the air.
Aster smiled at him and moved the vibrator back to her wetness.
She was ready.
She pushed the vibrator against her clitoris and held it there. The vibrations almost numbed her clitoris, but her nipples hardened and a tingly feeling started in her legs. For some seconds more, Aster kept the vibrator on her clitoris, but she knew she couldn’t climax like that.
When she was ready, she quickly pushed the button on the back of the vibrator again. It went quiet. In the same split second, she cast it aside and her fingers found her clitoris.
They didn’t stop moving for one second. Aster knew exactly how to touch herself. Two fingers rubbed over and around her clitoris. She pressed down harder.
Her moans were now a constant sound. Her mouth was open. Her head rolled from side to side.
Fluid spurted from her pussy when she climaxed. She cupped her pussy and clamped her legs together around her hands as the last spasms of her orgasm died down.
Aster opened her eyes and smiled at the truck driver, who had a huge grin on his face. She turned her head towards her husband, who now looked at her with lust in his eyes.
“Let’s go home,” he smiled, and she nodded.
She turned her head back towards the window and blew a kiss towards the truck driver as her husband sped up the car.