Maria continued to rub and finally spread her legs to give me a good look at her pussy. She didn’t lie and was shaved bare all over, glimmering from wetness. Her tits hung down flaccid over her bra and she spread her labia with her fingertips. Her pussy looked much tighter and smaller than mine, which gave her an innocent, virgin look.
She was rubbing her clit, in circles, up and down and side to side. Her other hand was kneading a breast and she threw her head back. She moaned quietly. I incited her: “Just like that, slut. Show me your holes.” She moaned louder and slid further down. Then she pulled her butt cheeks and labia apart with both hands and I looked deep into her twat. “Like this?” she asked. “Just like this,” I replied. “And now you’ll fuck yourself.” She looked at me puzzled. I squatted in front of her, lifting my dress and inserting two fingers into my pussy. I showed her how I fucked myself with that and she finally ran a fingertip across her pussyhole and pushed it in. She started fingering herself slowly and cautiously: I took my phone out and took pictures of her, as she sat there, legs spread wide, tits hanging freely and the finger in the fuck hole.
That seemed to incite her even more. She penetrated her pussy deeper and I took some close-up shots of her twat, her tits and her face. “Uhhh, is it right like this?” she moaned. I smiled. What she really wanted to know was if she could just let go and be horny. I grabbed her hand and stuck it hard down her hole. “You dirty little cunt,” I whispered. “You’re jerking off in front of me, yes?” I grabbed her tits and squeezed them. “You’ll fuck yourself like a woman now,” I ordered. “With the gear shift.”
She stared at me wide-eyed, but sat up without hesitation and spread her legs across the centre of the car. She reached between them and pulled the gear back, then lowered her hips onto it. Her labia rubbed the thick head of the shift and she spread them with both hands as far as she could. Then she sat down.
The knob entered her with a hitch, and she screeched. I climbed into the car with her and began sucking her nipples as she was riding the gear knob. She bent forward to see how the black club was penetrating her slit. Her saggy tits were swinging nicely in time with her riding, and I sucked and pulled at them with passion.
Soon, she trembled. I felt how she wanted to come, but resisted it at the same time. “That’s right,” I whispered. “You work your cunt like she needs it. You’re fucking like a real woman now, horny and unhindered. Make your utters bounce and stuff your holes all the way.” That pushed her over the edge. She now felt accepted and encouraged, and let it come. Her head was shaking her silky hair ecstatically and she squeaked: “Yeaaahhh! Look at my cunt how she comes!” Hastily I made some more pictures when she reared up, rubbing her clit as the knob slid out of her. Her body shuddered and at her high point she thrusted two fingers deep into her vagina. Then she sank happily into the passenger seat.
She kept caressing her labia for a little while more as the feeling subsided. “Mmmmh, that was nice,” she purred. I slurped the slimy remains off the gear knob and kissed her passionately. “You’re a wonderful woman,” I said. “Never forget.”
When I came home later, I sent her the pictures in an email as a remembrance of how horny she could be. And a few of myself to have something to jerk off to.
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