This is the conclusion of my story.
Fingering my nipples while he stroked his boner made me get wetter and wetter, and I couldn't wait to see him squirt his cream. All I wanted to do was stroke my wet pussy, but I didn't dare-even though it was pretty deserted, it still was a restaurant parking lot.
He started to talk about how he'd like me to straddle his lap and sit on his hard cock and move up and down on it. Because I was so horny, I started to say things like, Do you want to stick your hard cock inside my wet pussy? As we talked, he closed his eyes, and his cock seemed to grow even more. (Definitely no problem in the size department!)
As he squeezed and pulled on his swollen tool, all I could think about was fingering my pussy and getting some relief. For a while, I rubbed my mound from the outside of my dress and started to breathe faster. I really needed to touch myself and make myself cum. Exposing myself definitely wasn't part of the plan, but Larry was stroking so fiercely now (he was so sexy!) that I couldn't help myself. The skirt of the dress had buttons down the front so after making sure there was no one in sight, I quickly undid some buttons around my crotch.
Larry opened the car door so he could get a better view. When he saw my dark bush wet with my juices, he stroked even faster. I slipped my fingers through the opening in my dress and felt my wet, swollen pussy. His eyes were glued to my busy fingers rubbing my wet lips. As I played with myself, I thought about how that cock would feel inside my hot pussy or inside my mouth. I couldn't take my eyes off his wet tool and his hand sliding up and down, faster and faster. He started to moan and then he started to shoot rope after rope of hot, white cream. His cum went everywhere. I guess he was telling the truth when he said he had unmet sexual needs.
As I watched his show and smelled his cum, I fingered my tits with one hand and my pussy with the other. Then I had to spread my legs and hold onto the door frame for support. I slipped a finger into my slit moving my fingers up and down over my clit and then down into my hole. My fingers moved faster and faster over my wet lips. It wasn't long before I felt my pussy lips starting to contract and quiver. Thanks to Larry's show, I had one of the best orgasms ever right in a restaurant parking lot. Meeting Larry's needs met my needs too!
When I finished, he begged me to promise to have another session with him. I said I thought he was really hot and a great masturbator, and I'd love to! I was getting hot thinking about it.
Anyone interested in what happened the next time?