A Girl's Fun On The Road

I was home for the weekend—at my parents’ house. It was nice to get away for a while. It’s late Sunday afternoon and I’m just getting ready to take a shower. After I undressed I stood in front of the window for a few seconds. I always did that when I was young, hoping someone would see me naked. I’ve always been somewhat of an exhibitionist when it came to my body. I grew breasts early, but they never got very big. Just a nice small size, pert and firm so I don’t need a bra. I only wore one in school when my mom made me.

I loved cold weather. My nipples were always hard during the Winter. I’d only wear thin turtleneck shirts so they’d be visible. Sometimes I’d wear this sweater that was stitched with large holes. If I was lucky—or the guys who happened to be looking at me were lucky—a nipple would peek out through a hole.

When it was warmer, I’d wear thin white tank–tops or button–down shirts. After I’d leave the house, I’d unbutton one or two top buttons. If I was feeling really sexy, I’d undo one more, the one even with the tips of my breasts. I’d bend over every chance I got when I was around people. Not just guys, but girls too. I liked having other girls see me naked. I liked seeing other girls naked too. Women’s bodies are so beautiful. There were a couple girls in my class who actually made me horny when we’d take showers in P.E. One in particular was Tracy. Her body was incredible; large firm breasts, tiny waist, perfect ass, and her bush was always neatly trimmed. After I saw her bush for the first time, I started cutting mine. A few times during the summer I even shaved it all off. That felt really sexy, until it started growing back. Speaking of showers…

No one was outside to look at me, so I stepped into the shower. I soaped up my body. I admired my breasts as I cupped my hands under them. Sometimes I wish they were big enough that I could lick or suck my nipples. I can reach my tongue to the top part, but just can’t manage to pull my tits up far enough to lick my nipples. I don’t know how many times I fantasized about Tracy’s tits, kissing them and sucking her nipples. Actually, a few times I even fantasized about the two of us licking each others’ pussy.

I just realized that I’ve been standing in the shower playing with myself. Guess I got a little turned on there. Gawd, I haven’t masturbated all weekend. No wonder I’m so horny. I’ll save it for the drive home. I washed my hair, got out, and dried off. I wrapped the towel around me and went into my old room. I closed the door and let the towel drop. The shutters were still open, just like they were every time I undressed, even at night, in hopes of someone watching me.

I put on some sexy but not too tight panties, then my mini–skirt that zipped all the way up the front from top to bottom. I found my loose, white, button–down shirt and pulled it on. Better button it up far enough so Mom doesn’t yell at me. I packed up the rest of my stuff and loaded it into the car, said my goodbyes, and I was off.

As soon as I was a block away from the house I unbuttoned two buttons and unzipped the mini–skirt a couple inches. I stopped downtown and got a can of pop. A couple young guys were standing around the front of the store near the pop machine. I made sure to bend over the right way when I took the can so they got a good view of my right breast. I smiled at them as I walked back to the car. They had that glassy look in their eyes, so I know they saw it.

As I headed down Main Street, I rubbed the cold, wet can over my nipples. The coldness made them hard and the wetness made my shirt transparent. I couldn’t find my can holder, so I set it between my legs. I had to unzip the skirt way up so I could hold the can with my legs. It touched my crotch. The sudden chill excited my pussy through the thin panties. Gawd, I’m hardly even out of town and I’m already totally turned on.

After I passed the last house, I unbuttoned my shirt all the way and pulled it off my breasts. I loved to feel the warm wind on my bare chest. I watched my tits gently jiggle with the bumps. The can of pop was still cold, so I ran it back and forth over each nipple. I love the way my nipples feel when they’re really hard. I took a drink and put the can back between my legs. I ran one hand up my stomach and felt the smooth curve where my breasts meet my chest. I like having tits this small because there isn’t a fold at the bottom, just a smooth curve, then the bottom starts curving upward to my nipple.

The front half of my breasts are almost pointy. My areolas stick out from the breasts, a bit on top of them. They’re the perfect size; not too big, not too small. Then my nipples stick out and up. My skin isn’t very tan and my chest isn’t very much lighter at all. On the rare occasion that I do lay out, it’s in a private place so I can be nude. My nipples are a dark pink, so they contrast nicely with the rest of my chest, making them show through almost any white shirt.

I caressed a nipple with my finger, feeling its hardness. I wet my finger with my mouth and rubbed the wetness around the outside of my areola. The wind blowing over the wetness cooled it and made my nipple even harder. It turned me on more, so I started pinching my nipple and rolling it back and forth quickly.

I raised my leg against the steering wheel so I could have both hands free. I grabbed my tits and squeezed them together. I pushed my nipples together and rubbed them against each other. Gawd, how I’d love to rub my nipples against another woman’s. Especially if we were all soapy in the shower, or had oil all over our bodies. I quickly had one of my mini orgasms I have when I play with my tits.

I felt the wind blowing up my skirt and knew I was wet. I finished the can of pop and tossed it in the back. I unzipped my skirt all the way and let it fall onto the seat. I looked down and could see my wetness had made my thin panties transparent. I rubbed my finger over the damp material for a few seconds, then slipped my fingers into my panties. I slid a finger all around my pussy, then brought it out and rubbed my wetness onto a nipple.

I put my hand back in and got all my fingers really wet. I rubbed it all over my breasts. I went back in one more time, then sucked on my fingers. I love the way I taste. I’ve always wondered if other girls taste the same. I’d love to lick a woman’s pussy and find out.

It was just about dark now, so I figured it was safe to undress. I love driving at night just so I can drive naked. I’ve done it a few times during the day, but only on less–traveled roads. I love to have people see me naked, but I’m afraid to have someone see me naked in my car like that. Weird.

I slipped my shirt the rest of the way off, then pulled my skirt out from under me. I slid my panties down off my feet, then rubbed the wet crotch over my nipples, up my neck, and onto my face. The smell turned me on as I rubbed the wetness over my lips.

I laid the panties on the seat, then slid my hand between my legs. I put it on cruise control so I could spread my legs wide. I opened my purse and got out a small hinged mirror. I laid it on the seat between my legs and turned the dash lights up to bright. After I positioned the mirror, I could see my vagina perfectly. I spread it open with my fingers and ran another finger up and down inside. It really turned me on to see my pussy like that, like I was looking at another girl’s pussy from down between her legs.

I imagined that I was doing that to another woman, that it was her pussy lips I was spreading open, that it was her clit I was playing with, that it was her wetness on my fingers. I sucked my fingers and fantasized that it was another girl’s pussy I was tasting. I started massaging my clit faster. After a while I slowed the cruise control down to be safe, then slid my finger into my pussy. I slid it in and out slowly, sucking the wetness into my mouth every once in a while, or rubbing it onto my tits and face.

The speed of my finger increased. I switched fingers to get a second one wet, then slid them both in. I swerved a bit as I inserted them, so I slowed the cruise down some more. Good thing nobody was out tonight. My masturbation reached a fast pace in a hurry and I came. More wetness came onto my fingers. I got my fingers as wet as I could then rubbed it all over my face, licking them as they ran over my lips. I got them wet again and rubbed it onto my breasts. Oh, how I’d love to suck it off of my nipples, or another woman’s nipples.

I relaxed as I drove for a while, gently playing with my short pubic hair. But it quickly made me horny again. I was ready for more. I opened the glove box and pulled out my road vibrator. I have a few vibrators—each one has a different purpose. I have one normal one by my bed, one large one by my bed for when the normal already made me come and I needed something bigger, a water–proof one in the bathroom that I use while taking baths, a tiny one in my purse for when I’m out—masturbating in public bathrooms is a tremendous turn–on—, and this one in my car for when I’m driving. Oh, and one with lots of little rubber nipples on it, but that’s only for special occasions. I always keep spare batteries in the car too, just in case. Sometimes when I’m walking around the mall or something, I’ll go into the bathroom, put the little one inside me, and pull my underwear up. Then I just walk around in public with my vibrator in my pussy. It’s so exciting to be masturbating yourself right in front of everybody and they don’t even know it. The hardest part is trying not to let on that I’m having an orgasm. I don’t turn the vibrator on unless I’ll be outside where there’s noise. I’ll find a place to sit where I can manage to get my hand into my pants and turn it on without people seeing. Then I’ll get up and walk around, but it doesn’t take long before I’m cumming. A few times I even had the vibrator in my pussy while I was in a class in college. All I had to do to have an orgasm was cross my legs and bounce my leg up and down. But I never had enough guts to turn it on while in class. Any way…

I ran the vibrator down my cleavage and all around my tits, then down my stomach and between my legs. I rubbed it up and down my vagina a few times, then let it slide in. I masturbated myself with it for a while, then pulled it out and sucked on it. I love to suck on a guy’s cock and taste myself and his cum after he’s fucked me. I turned it on and touched it to my nipple. Shivers ran from my crotch to my toes.

I ran it around my nipples a few times, then down to my pussy. I pressed the vibrating tip against my clit. I could tell this was going to be a quick orgasm so I shoved it into my wet vagina and rammed it in and out quickly, holding it at an angle so it pressed against my hard clit. I started to cum. It got so intense that it was hard for me to keep my eyes open. Each time I plunged it deep inside me, my back arched in ecstasy.

After a while, my orgasm finished and my hand slowed. I turned the vibrator off while it was still inside me, then pulled it out and sucked my wetness off of it. I laid it on the seat and drove the rest of the way home naked.

I pulled into my driveway and around to the back of the house. There were no lights back there, and trees lined either side of the property. No need to get dressed getting out of the car. I put the vibrator back in the glove box and gathered up my clothes. I dropped everything inside the door and came back outside and sat on the steps. I do that a lot at night when it’s warm. Just sitting out in the open totally naked feels so good. Most of the time I’ll end up softly playing with myself, or I’ll bring out a vibrator and really get into it. I think the ultimate turn–on would be to have sex with another woman on the picnic table in the middle of the back yard just after the sun had gone down so there would be a tiny bit of light that might let people see us.