I finished my report and signed off. I then handed the microphone to the crew as they loaded the news van with cameras, and cables. They drove off but I decided to stay in this wonderful field and enjoy nature for a while.
It was a beautiful afternoon; the sun was out, and just a very light pleasant breeze. I enjoyed the sounds of a few birds chirping in the distance.
When I got to my car, I turned so that my back leaned a bit against the door. Smiling and breathing in this marvelous scent of nature.
This was a very sensual place right now, no one else around, looking slowly to the left and to the right, just to make sure. I was braless this day, and feeling a bit naughty, bringing both hands to my breasts, cupping them through this pink pinstriped blouse. Oh how I love the feel of cotton against my nipples. Teasing them gently, feeling a trace of moisture happening 'down there' as the thumbs made small circles around my now aroused nipples.
Stopping, I opened the doors to my Jag, leaving them wide open sitting now surrounded by leather, I pressed the button to open up the moon roof.
I wanted nature to see me. Watch me slowly undo the buttons of this blouse, and take it off.
There I was, sitting topless, my hand caressing my flat stomach, fingers teasing the belly button, running that hand slowly up to my mouth, licking a finger and placing it on an erect nipple, flicking it. All the while my other hand was kneading the crotch of my jeans, causing more flow into my panties. Turning my head I smell the side of the passenger backrest, the smell of leather, such a turn on and I softly kissed it.
Both hands now at my jeans working quickly on the button, then the zipper, they are open. I slide them off allowing me to be free of this garment.
I felt so incredibly sexual. Removing the freshly spotted panties off me, I bring them to my nose and inhale my erotic odor, drape it over my face, inhale it again and let it fall to the carpet.
My hands now on my inner thighs, slowly massaging and letting them ride up higher on my smooth soft warm skin. Lots of sexual thoughts run through my mind, I even thought about some of the flattering comments I received from a few of the Solo Touch readers.
Such a turn on!
I look out of the open moon roof, blue skies not a single cloud, feeling that zephyr coming into my car and across my skin
I bring a hand now to my exposed pussy, let it wander a bit against my soft trimmed curls, then I bring that hand down a bit, a finger playing with my labia, then I insert the middle one inside. Oh yes so warm and wet, as my hips begin to rotate. It's so quiet outside that I can hear that familiar squishy sound as the finger explores my very warm tunnel.
My free hand reaches for the rear view mirror and positions it downward. Pushing the seat slightly back, I recline and see in the mirror the wet finger gliding in and out of my pussy. I pretend it's not my eyes, but a viewer of mine seeing me like this.
Another finger enters me, staring at the images in the mirror, now my other hand cups one of my breasts and squeezes it. My thumb and index finger massaging the hard nipple, and toys with it.
After awhile I let go of the breast and let that hand wander up and down one of my legs as my other hand stays busy with my very needy pussy. My left hand softly caresses my leg as my right hand gets more playful with its furry and excited friend.
Watching those soaked fingers sliding in and out, making love to my pussy. Here I am, a 'hot' news anchor masturbating inside her Jag. Completely naked with the doors wide open, moon roof open, legs spread open, 'I hope a cop doesn't come by' I chuckled to myself. Feeling the breeze a bit stronger now coming through the open doors teasing my nipples, draping my body, I'm moaning now, breathing harder, deeper, and humping my fingers faster, so close, this will be an intense cum. I smell the leather around me and lick the side of the passenger backrest, my tongue moving on it as if it were cock.
I am rocking in this leather chair, watching again the reflection in the mirror of my juicy fingers dashing in and out. My face squints as I look away from the mirror and into that magnificent blue sky and then I explode, and explode again.
Resting now, withdrawing the drenched fingers and bringing them to my lips, to taste myself. Licking the fingers and smearing the wetness on my lips.
I lay back in the car to relax, to enjoy the sun warm my body. I think of what I've done and how much I loved doing this.