The sun is starting to get lower on the horizon, and I am driving west, the sun glare is dazzling as I drive in and out of the shady tree line. Inside the car I’m alternately cast into shadow, then brightly illuminated in the warm, golden sunlight.

I’m thinking about sex, the sun making me think of far flung holidays, memories of fucking naked outside, in the heat, and i press my thighs together, enjoying the sensation, feeling the need for more but denying myself the relief.

I can see the cars in the opposite lane, just reflected windscreens until a few moments as we pass when i can clearly see inside each car, the men in their work shirts, ties awry, sleeves rolled up, the days tension still apparent in their posture.  I start to look more purposefully, enjoying the brief glimpses of bare forearms, strong hands on steering wheels in the stream of fast moving traffic.

I’m wondering what they can see of me, not much more than I can see of them, I suspect. My hair is down I have a bright red lipstick, and I am wearing a sleeveless silk shirt that shows my cleavage. I feel sexy, I want to be seen, to be looked at and wanted as I want them.

I slip the straps of my shirt down, off my shoulders , leaving my shoulders bare, shrugging the silk fabric til it falls away, revealing my breasts  barely contained in a sheer lace bra that clearly shows the dark of my nipples.

The traffic is building up, slowing our progress a little, I catch the startled look of the driver in the opposite lane as he briefly notices my lack of clothing before he is past and i am out of view.

I sit up a little straighter, taller in my seat, affording the next driver a better view.

I can feel the heat between my legs as the need to touch myself grows. I shift my weight on the seat to better press my thighs against my clit and my free hand teases first one breast, then the other free, leaving the bra cups just below my breasts, pushing my bare nipples upwards, creating an unmistakable cleavage.

The traffic slows again, just as sunlight blinds me and floods the inside of my car. I lower my window to see better and as I do so I meet the gaze of the man in the car opposite. He is looking directly into my window. His eyes flick down to my naked breasts before he moves on past me.

The traffic slows to a crawl, and i see the next driver as he rolls towards me in the opposite lane. He makes eye contact and he is biting his lip.

Very aroused now, my hand moves to my breast, stroking, squeezing, teasing my nipple with my finger nails. My fingers slide along til I can reach both nipples with one hand, I’m greedy to feel both of them as they tighten under my touch.

I can see the effect I am having in the opposite lane. Just coming into view now is a truck, the driver is elevated, he can see down into my car. Enjoying myself I move my hand down, exposing first my thighs, revealing my knickers. I run my fingers lightly between my legs, to feel the heat and damp of my pussy.  He is watching me, his truck stationary, holding up progress in his lane as  he watches me pushing my fingers into my now wet pussy, pulling them out to show him just his wet I am.

There are two men in the car behind me, and they are taking in the scene, I can see them in my rear view mirror, I think they can see my breasts in my mirror, and they can see the truck driver leaning slightly out of his window, enjoying the view.

There is now a too long gap in front of my truck driver - he smiles at me and we break eye contact as he releases his brakes with a hiss of air and

moves forward.

I’m desperate for some relief now,  I need to cum. There is a lay by a little ahead, set back from the road with a narrow band of trees obscuring the parking area.  I close my window, and focus on getting myself there. I know that when I do I will be able to let myself cum.

I can barely stop the car and get the handbrake on before my seat is back and reclined. I release my breasts from the bra and toss it on the seat beside me. My hands are shaking with the need to relieve myself.  I am just slipping my knickers down so I can better finger fuck myself when I hear it.., the sound of a car door slam, first one, then another… footsteps approaching,

I freeze, I’m so exposed - naked but for a skirt twisted around my waist - my legs open wide, one foot on the dash by my stereo, one up by my window.  I barely have time to process the thought  when my front passenger door opens, and a beat later the rear driver side door too.

I’m briefly reassured as I recognise the man that  climbs into the seat beside me as the passenger from the car behind me… but only momentarily as barely a second  later I feel a hand wrap tightly into my hair making it impossible to twist away, and a face above mine lowers to whisper into my ear ‘you filthy, dirty girl… you know you want this’… just as I feel the hands of the man beside me forcing my knees to remain open.

I’m locked into position. Fear paralyses me - I can’t move, I just watch as the man lowers his head down, slowly towards my exposed pussy. His mouth is a shock, his pushing tongue more so - instead of the anticipated force, his touch is gentle, long slow strokes of my clit, my pussy, unbearably exquisite slow gentle sucking on my now throbbing clit.  I’ve been holding my breath - I only realise as I breathe out a moan of pleasure and raise my hips to better grind on this man’s face.

The hand in my hair loosens and let’s go, my hands release from where I had them clamped on his wrists. Freed, I use one to push that face hard onto my pussy. The other to encourage his  fingers, teasing at the entrance to my pussy into jamming into me - I hold his wrist - trying to take aa much of his hand inside me.

Behind me I hear a belt buckle releasing, the unmistakable sound of a jeans fly opening,  being pushed down. I twist my head to look just as the driver’s hand frees his cock. I can see how aroused he is, his balls tight, pre cum already glistening on his tip. He’s quite something, thick and shaven and I’m overwhelmed with the need to suck him.  He can see it and he kneels beside my head, pushing into my mouth ‘oh you dirty bitch… this is what you need - I’m going to fuck you everywhere’… yes take it all - good girl -  that’s right - yes… that’s my girl.

The hand in my pussy withdraws and the first man swears as he struggles to get his jeans off in the small space. He gets out of the car, then reaches in with both hands, pulling me out with him, dragging me off that incredible cock in the back seat.

I’m pushed, face down onto the bonnet, my skirt is getting in his way, he curses again, clearly frustrated and with two hands he tears the fabric, leaving me completely naked.

His hands spread my legs, I cooperate - desperate to be filled again, missing his fingers. I feel the tip of his cock pushing against my pussy just as I feel his hands spread my arse. He speaks for the first time.. ‘where do you want it? Here?’ His fingers start to stroke and push into my arse, just enough to excite me - I would take him anywhere, I’m desperate to be full of him, I push back to take more of his fingers but he laughs and says ‘or here’ as he rams his cock so hard into me that the breath is forced out of my lungs. He starts to withdraw just a little, slowly,

‘Oh please… please more’ I can’t help myself - I’m so carried away by the need to have that cock buried deep into my pussy.

‘She’s greedy this one… come and help me fuck her’ this to the driver now out of the car too. He withdraws and moves me into position, standing me in my open car door, one foot on the baseplate to open me up. I feel the men sandwich me between them, hands into my arse, guiding my pussy down into one cock as the other teases against my arse , slowly pushing until the initial resistance is overcome and that second cock fills my arse.

The Sensation is overwhelming… from behind, hands on my breasts, a mouth on my neck, a cock in my arse, the man in front is kissing me deeply, pounding my pussy one hand on the back of my head, the other on his friends bum to hold us all close. He is driving the pace as we grind together.

I can feel the change in pace. We quicken together - I can’t help myself from calling out as I feel the unmistakable pulsing in my arse as the first man cums - his groans are too much for the other and he too let’s go and shoots his cum deep inside me.  My orgasm that has been building finally overwhelms me and I allow myself to give in to the pleasure and release as my own cum trickles out with theirs.

Without a further word between us the men retreated to their car, and naked and exhausted I to mine to dress and resume my journey home.