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Subject: {ASSM} I LOVE MY CAR {Maria} (F Kinky)
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Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2006 05:10:01 -0500
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This story is true. It was written by a sexy slut
  named Maria. You can send nasty comments 
  to Maria directly at mlskunt@yahoo.com or to
  DayDreamrxx at daydreamrxx@yahoo.com. 
   
  I LOVE MY CAR by Maria
 
The idea of doing this bizarre and kinky act had never crossed my 
  mind until I met Bob just a month ago. His delightfully perverted, 
  prodigious mind provoked and aroused me in ways I never knew 
  existed. He intrigued me and compelled me to step beyond even my 
  broad, abnormal limits and to expand my thinking to compromise 
  even more surreal activities. He is committed to helping me become 
  a perfect slut. 
 
My car has always represented my new freedom. It was the first thing 
  I purchased following an unsavory divorce and I staunchly made the 
  payments...keeping it and maintaining it for the past 10 years. My 
  present husband looks out for the mechanicals, but I lovingly wash it, 
  clean it and, despite his protests, pay for any and all maintenance. 
  My little red 1996 Pontiac Sunfire represents my identity....my own 
  oasis in a world where things are shared....a place where I'm 
  surrounded by what is entirely my own. A place where I can be me. 
 
I'm not sure how Bob first broached the subject but I remember him 
  sending me a video. I was immediately captivated by the beautiful girl 
  and her devilish act. I saved the video and have viewed it many, many 
  times. At some point early on I remember saying to myself, "I can do 
  that!" while thinking I WANT and NEED to do that. And so, with Bob's 
  help, my planning began.
 
It took a little doing as winter had just grabbed hold in New England. 
  One day, though, in spite of the new fallen snow, I took a meaningful 
  first step. After Ken, my husband, left for work, I poured myself a 
  generous cup of hot black Dominican coffee and checked my outfit. 
  I smiled as I reviewed my TOTALLY NUDE 5'3" frame. My prominent 
  nipples pointed straight and hard, which always happens when I`m 
  sexually aroused. Bob had noticed that and had pointed it out after 
  looking at pictures of me. My clit began to pulse at the contemplation 
  of what I was about to do. Inside, I began to ache at the thought of 
  the cold air on my nude body and the wet icy snow prickling my 
  tender feet. I deliberated only briefly before padding down to my 
  Pontiac wearing NOTHING, not even shoes. I shivered with the cold 
  and anticipation, gulping my coffee quickly to try to stay warm as 
  the engine began to heat up. 
 
Soon I was driving around the back roads of a new development 
  marveling at winter's beauty, the cold no longer a factor as the sun 
  streamed through the windshield and the heater working its magic. 
  Before long I came to a cul-de-sac where a few new houses were 
  being erected. The sites were deserted today due to the weather, 
  but now I could stop the car and enjoy the serenity of being naked 
  in a foreign place and behold nature's beauty. I sat there for a long 
  time before I began testing Bob's idea.
 
My Pontiac is a stick shift model. I examined the gearshift knob....its 
  shape, size and position. I felt its black hardness and slight movement 
  of the shifter. I caressed the rubber saddle that concealed the long, 
  thin lever. Each movement made me tingle and I knew that I would do 
  it. But not today, as Bob`s idea needed one more key element to be 
  successful. 
 
Today I was only accessing my desire and ability. I spread my legs 
  across the console and moved to my right gently, resting my 
  asscheeks on the gray plastic that separated the two seats. I tweaked 
  my already hardened nipples and took one last glance around to be 
  sure I was alone before sliding forward. My clit made contact with the 
  hard knob and the shock shook my loins. Quickly I moved forward and 
  began to rotate, slide and move over the now slick shift knob. I rubbed 
  it against, over and around my labia sliding down to grind my clit 
  against it in perfect agony. It took all of my will power to stop from 
  enveloping its sweet hardness, instead grinding and writhing over it 
  again and again. It took seemingly only seconds before I erupted in 
  sweet orgasmic bliss. It was incredible! My clit exploded with pure 
  pleasure. 
 
The quick ride home was punctuated by the slick feel of the shifter in 
  my hand. Pleased with myself, I told Bob what I had done and he was 
  thrilled. I had driven around naked in public with no clothes available 
  to me and it excited me beyond words. Bob was extremely proud of 
  me, so we quickly formulated the next phase of my training. The day 
  was to be Friday, just 3 days from now. I had selected the parking 
  garage at the train station as the perfect environment for my first real 
  test. However, it wasn't meant to be. The weather was brutally cold 
  on Friday....too cold to be in a sheltered concrete garage. On top of 
  that, my work schedule changed when some salesmen's laptops 
  needing updating. Regrettably my education was put on hold.
 
Then Fate interceded. Monday proved unseasonably warm and my 
  dentist called, saying they had a cancellation and could I come in 
  that afternoon for my routine cleaning. I leapt at the chance, picturing 
  the train station just a few blocks away. I had already chosen my 
  outfit, a short green "A" line dress. I would wear nothing underneath 
  as Bob requested. A bigger surprise awaited me when I arrived at the 
  dentist's office. 
 
His office is located at the crossroads of two very busy main two-lane 
  roads in a small city in northeast Massachusetts. To say it's in a strip 
  mall is to be generous. His office occupies a corner of a small group 
  of eight stores in the complex. The front of the buildings parallel the 
  intersection and the small parking lot comprises the middle section 
  between the stores and the highways, thus the store fronts and entire 
  parking area is visible from the roads. To my delight, the two largest 
  stores -- a former real estate office and a political campaign office -- 
  were abandoned. Instantly my head began to spin as I took the short 
  walk across the lot to my dentist's office from the upper corner where 
  I parked facing the now defunct real estate office. 
 
I noticed my inflamed nipples poking out, begging for release as I lay 
  back in the chair. I kept my legs separated as Bob requested, my 
  thighs clearly visible beneath the short hem with the loose skirt falling 
  demurely between my ivory legs. Underneath the hem, my pussy 
  practically percolated at the thought of what was to come! I was 
  literally light headed in anticipation as I hurried from the office. The 
  sun had warmed the car perfectly as I had hoped but I started it to 
  warm it further as I re-surveyed the area. 
 
I had parked the car facing the office, the width of two cars and the 
  sidewalk from the main road. Behind the car were the two lanes for 
  the entrance and exit from the lot, then one other row for parking and 
  finally, another sidewalk leading to the other crossroad. A car was 
  parked to my left but it had been there when I came in so I surmised 
  it was someone that worked in the few remaining businesses. As I 
  tore off my shoes, turned and threw them in the backseat, I had a 
  clear view across the parking lot, and the intersections. Traffic was 
  picking up in the late afternoon but I figured most drivers would be 
  concentrating on the stop lights and the other cars; not on some 
  broad in a little car.
 
Still, I had to work up the courage. My hand found its way under my 
  dress and soon I was rubbing my clitoris and fingering my pussy. I 
  stopped briefly to adjust the seats so they were both equal front to 
  back. I checked the shifter again. "Yes," I confirmed. "Fourth gear 
  was correct." Reverse pushed it too far to the passenger side and 
  second too far to the driver side. I released the emergency brake as 
  that would be in the way. That made me nervous but I confirmed that 
  the movement of the lever was sufficient and that the car would stay 
  in gear. 
 
My heart beat loudly as I twisted around in the seat, putting my left 
  knee on the passenger seat and my right knee on the driver's side, 
  now facing rearward with my back to the stores. I lifted my dress only 
  slightly while I got in position. I stopped when I felt the hard plastic 
  knob contact my sensitive skin. I was panting hard and forced myself 
  to control my breathing as I took one last survey of the grounds. "Yes, 
  I can do this," I told myself.
 
The hem of my dress silently rose over my smoothly shaved pussy, 
  then higher...revealing my abdomen. Then still higher, until my belly 
  button was uncovered. Using my right arm, just as the girl had done 
  in the movie, I held up my dress and began to move my damp slit 
  onto the gear shift knob. In no time, I felt my juices gush negating 
  the need for lubricant that was in the console as a precaution. As 
  the knob began to part my lips and spread my vagina open, my 
  excitement increased dramatically. It was agonizingly slow and I 
  pushed down hard and felt my vaginal walls subside and the thick 
  bulge exploded into my cunt causing me to shout out in amazing 
  delight and surprise. I couldn't remember being this turned on!
 
Catching my breath, I looked around. Nothing had changed. I then 
  began to lower myself on the prominent rigid handle. The feeling was 
  explosive. The knob did not give but instead pushed its way up my 
  vaginal walls, causing them to contract in waves at the intrusion. The 
  knob remained, large round and solid, a ball of dense plastic invading 
  my cunt. The incredible feeling was heightened by the sights and 
  sounds of cars stopping and driving around the intersection. A glance 
  to my left revealed a line of cars stopped at the red light just 30 feet 
  from me. I began to ride on my haunches faster and faster, feeling the 
  head go deeper until my cuntlips felt the coarse leather cover. This 
  further incensed me and I now began to steadily FUCK MY CAR!!! 
  I felt my lips distend as I rose up and curl back as I sank. Time and 
  time again I rode my car up and down, the whole time my cunt 
  exposed to unsuspecting vehicles and passers-by. 
   
  "YESSSS!!!" I was screaming silently. "I'M FUCKING MY CAR!! I'M 
  FUCKING MY CAR AND I LOVE IT!!!"
 
I twisted a bit, feeling the shift lever move slightly under my weight. 
  I guided the lever up and down, in and out, around and around. I was
   in slut heaven!! Finally, I could take no more. When my left hand 
  found my clit, I came in thick heavy waves. I fell back, forcing the 
  intruder even deeper into me, causing me to cum even harder. I 
  almost passed out from the force of my orgasm. Bob was right....he 
  had told me I would have the most mind-blowing orgasms ever if I 
  would follow his instructions. My mouth was dry and my mind was 
  spinning from the powerful fuck I just experienced.
 
My dress fell from my hand. I stayed impaled on my beloved car for 
  a long time as I began to wind down and wonder if anyone had any 
  idea what I had done. I rocked back and forth, keeping the knob deep 
  inside my cunt, loving the nasty act I had just performed. 
 
Finally I climbed off. I could tell my cunt was gaping open and a little 
  sore. Juices dripped down my shifter onto the boot. I remembered 
  what Bob had said and I twisted down to lap a little of the sweet cunt 
  nectar from the boot and the lever into my mouth. I smiled wickedly 
  as I swallowed it. 
 
For the remainder of the ride home, my dress was hiked above my 
  belly button, tucked neatly behind my seat belt. My shoes stayed in 
  the back seat. As I drove, I dreamed of doing this again and again and 
  again. I vowed that soon I would do it completely naked. I touched 
  myself quietly, thinking of this as my sticky hand shifted gears. 
 
Now when I say, "I love my car," it takes on an entirely different 
  meaning.
   
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  Send comments to Maria at mlskunt@yahoo.com or to 
  daydreamrxx@yahoo.com
   
   
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