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I wasn’t sure if I was ready. I was nervous. The lights went out and Bastian put his hand on my leg. He was good at sensing my discomfort. Sparkles illuminated the air, a swirl of brightly colored lights and I leaned forward to peer through the windshield to see a disco ball hanging above the car, its lights shining down over the car.
A disco song I was unfamiliar with suddenly blared from speakers hidden somewhere in the walls. A door opened and outstepped shadowy figures hidden in the darkness at the rear of the room. Then a spotlight kicked on and standing there in front of the car were two naked women, their hair pulled back into ponytails. One had a slim body with a somewhat flat chest, the other was much curvier, with a big ass, a belly button ring on her soft core, and big beautiful tits. Neither of the girls were perfect nor fake looking. That made them so much sexier. They were real, naked women, with hoses and squeegees in their hands.
Movement next to the two women hinted at someone else in the room. Then a second spotlight kicked on and two men stood by their side. One was a large, muscular black man with a bald head and nicely toned body. His cock was flaccid and pretty (if you can call a cock that). It was smooth and looked more like a big fashion accessory than a sexual tool. Next to him was a long haired white man with a goatee and tattoos. His cock was slightly smaller than the black man’s, but was thick and veiny. His looked much more ready for action.
If you’re not getting it, I was extremely turned on by seeing all this naked goodness. Bastian was too and when I looked over at him I saw that his thumb was sliding back and forth over his shorts, stroking the outline of his hardening cock beneath the fabric. So I did what any good woman would do and swatted his hand away. His zipper couldn’t come down quickly enough. I reached in and enjoyed the sigh that escaped him as my cool hand wrapped around his cock and pulled him through his zipper hole.
Everything happened so quickly. Sex seemed to be that way in this place. There was no second thought of “what if someone sees us” or “maybe we should wait until we get home.” No, I wanted to feel his cock so I did. It’s that simple.
When I looked out the windshield again, the women were spraying the men with the hose and the men were dousing themselves in soap, smearing their own chests and thighs and cocks with the suds, pulling the women into them so they could share in the cleaning process. Lips locked and tongues met. Nothing about it seemed dirty. It was like they were engaged in a soap fountain erotic dance.
“It’s so sensual,” I said. “Even with the old 70s porn music.”
“It’s disco,” Bastian said as he breathed deeply along with my strokes.
One of the women walked away from her man, sprayed the windshield, and walked around to spray the rest of the windows. Her man squirted the soap in a trail behind her. The flat chested woman climbed onto the hood of the car and did the splits. Her soapy pussy was spread open wide, her clit a substantial size, larger than most, and dripping water.
“Do you like that?” I asked Bastian.
He looked at me, clearly trying to gauge how honest he should be. When he didn’t answer I pointed at the woman’s pussy.
“Look at it,” I said. “It’s so fucking wet and it’s dripping. Do you like seeing that?”
As I asked, I squeezed my grip harder, putting more pressure on his cock.
“I do,” he said.
I didn’t mind his answer. It didn’t bother me at all and that surprised even me.
“See how her pussy drips,” I said. “That’s how mine drips for you.”
We both looked back at the windshield and the woman sat back a little, propping her pussy up where we could watch as she slipped two fingers inside. The way she gripped herself, like she’d put two fingers in a bowling ball with her thumb clenching her clit was so fucking hot. But what made her scorch even more was her face. The way her mouth hung open in desperation and her eyes opened to only a slit, watching us through her horny gaze as she finger fucked herself for our viewing pleasure.
A SPLAT sound caused us both to jump and when I looked over at my window, the girl with the big tits had smooshed them against the glass, using them to soap up the window. She moved over and the guy with long hair put his cock against the window, wiping it back and forth like a windshield wiper.
I laughed out loud, ruining the moment but I couldn’t help it. Never would I have believed seeing a man’s soapy dick swishing back and forth in front of me would be a turn on. It doesn’t even sound attractive really. It sounds childish. Yet it wasn’t. Oh no. It so wasn’t. My laughter stopped when Bastian suddenly lowered my window.
“Take him in your hand,” he said. “If you want to. I’m okay with it.”
When I looked back to see if he was kidding, I felt something nudge my ear. I glanced right and the man’s cock was at my ear, tickling me by accident.
“You want me to touch it?” I asked, feeling somewhat ashamed.
“I think it will turn you on even more and I want to see that,” he replied. “I want to see what it does to you.”
Without taking my eyes off him, I reached up and took the cock in my hand. I ran my fingers beneath it, down to his balls and back up to his head. The woman outside with him slid her hand through the window and joined mine, cupping her hand over his head and massaging it while I fondled his balls and up around his base. With my other hand I fisted Bastian.
He loved it. Seeing me touch the other guy’s cock seemed to turn him on even more. It was odd and I wasn’t sure how to react to that so I kept going. The dick in my hand grew quickly. It was definitely hard enough to fuck and it seemed the other woman sensed that. She pulled him away and replaced him in the window.
Bastian put the window up slowly and she backed away enough to let it rise. Then she put her soapy nipples against the glass again and held them together for us to see. We watched as her tits jerked and I had a good idea what was going on. Behind her, the long haired man came into view. He slapped the woman’s ass and drove into her again, mashing her tits against the window.
My attention was drawn back to the windshield where I watched as the girl in front of us turned over onto her back. The black man approached her and sprayed her pussy off with a hose. Then he dove into her, plowing his mouth into her snatch, sucking on her clit and pulling at it so the protruding nub could clearly be seen pursed between his lips. His eyes met mine and he fixed his intense stare on me, not letting up as he tongued the girl’s pussy.
“Do you like that?” Bastian asked.
When I looked over he was looking down at his own cock where I’d begun to jerk him too hard and too fast. My heart was racing and my pussy was pouring. I needed to fuck.
The man in front of us continued to tear into her pussy, thrashing his mouth around as she howled out in pleasure.
