It was dusk and the light was failing but it wasn’t dark yet and you could still see quite a distance. I knew that anyone that was in that car park at that time of day wouldn’t be there for the scenery and I was right. There were two cars, both of which were at opposite ends of the car park, reversed into the spaces, so the drivers could see any cars coming in or leaving. One of the cars was a brand new 7 series BMW and in the driver’s seat sat a man in a very smart suit. The other was in a battered ten-year-old Vauxhall corsa and he appeared to be wearing a grotty t-shirt.
I reversed into the space roughly in the middle of them, and I guess about thirty feet away from each car. Straight away the corsa man was out of his car, standing by his driver’s door, doing a fake stretch and pretending not to be looking, trying hard to avoid looking desperate. His green t-shirt barely covered his fat belly, his grey corduroy trousers hanging low underneath it, and his feet were clad in grotty white trainers. His hair was unkempt and fly away.
The other man however remained in his car. He was not trying to hide his interest; he was looking straight at me. If I had to guess, I would have said he was mid-fifties, totally grey, but very smart and refined looking.
I jumped out of my door, and climbed in the back leaving the door nearest the BMW open. I pulled down the seat on the partition behind the driver’s seat and sat down opposite Louise. I reached for her lead and pulled her towards me, kissing her when our faces met. I reached for her pussy and gave it a stroke. By the time I finished the short kiss, to my right was a scruffy un-shaven face looking in through the window. I could see his right arm moving up and down rapidly and knew instantly he was masturbating himself, enjoying the view.
I turned back to Louise and she was totally immersed in me, deliberately not looking at him. We had discussed dogging and what happened when people went, we had watched videos of dogging and I had always threatened to take her but I hadn’t up to now. I had explained that there were unwritten rules and it was normally safe, with people being respectful and waiting to be invited. This wasn’t happening and Louise started to show signs of worry on her face. I was hoping that the bloke was just a bit keen for a show and that he was going to remain at a distance. I kissed Louise and carried on teasing her, she opened her legs wider trying to ignore the man. Suddenly the door opened and he tried to get in. I turned to face him. Get out and fuck off. He had broken the rules and I was not impressed. Louise wrapped her arms around herself and tried to shrink into the seat corner. Her face was horrified.
I just want to…
I didn’t give him chance to finish what he was saying as I pushed him back out of the cab.
I only wanted a go on your slag for fucks sake.
I pulled my arm back ready to punch him but stopped myself. He was backing away to his car, Fuck off now, you twat, before I sort you out.
He jumped into his car, and I relaxed a bit. I stood staring at him as I saw him fiddling to get his keys in the ignition and start the car. He wound the window down and as he drove off he shouted, I wouldn’t touch that fat ugly cunt anyway. I lunged to chase the car. I was fuming, but my mood changed instantly as I saw him misjudge the turn out of the entrance and I heard a very loud bang, his passenger mirror flew in the air, and the unmistakable sound of metal on metal as he scrapped down the left hand side of his car on the metal gate post.
Idiot. He’s a regular here, always causing trouble.
I was startled by the voice behind me. I turned quickly to see the very smart male stood at the front of my car. I could see straight away his suit was not an off the peg variety, his shoes looked expensive and although he was somewhat understated, his appearance screamed money.
I was annoyed by the way he had spoken about Louise.
Idiot’s like him are the reason people stop doing this. I wish I had got hold of him.
The man said quickly, well I can tell you where to find him. He laughed. He runs the newsagents in Glasshoe with his wife.
Really? Well I might have to go visit him, calling Louise fat and ugly, bastard.
Is she alright?
I realised then that I need to check, and stuck my head in through the door. She smiled at me and nodded as I asked if she was OK.
Well it was interesting! I can’t believe he said I was fat and ugly!
She’s fine I said as I turned back to the man.
Good. I’m sorry I got out of my car, but I thought you might need some assistance. Can you tell your lady I’m sorry and I hope this hasn’t put her off?
I was caught out by his politeness. He turned to walk back to his car and stopped. Turning his head back towards me, and from what I can see he said, she certainly isn’t fat or ugly, quite the contrary.
Thank you I said, and I watched him walk back to his car.
I was gob-smacked by the two extremes of people I had just met. One was desperate and broke the unwritten rule of opening the car door, the other kept such a distance he would barely be able to see anything. One used foul language, the other was far too polite.
I climbed back in the car, and sat next to Louise. I had shut the passenger side door, but the driver’s side remained open. The light was fading now, and I was convinced that the gentleman wouldn’t be able to see from his car.
I kissed Louise and reached in between her legs, but she squirmed and tried to wriggle so I couldn’t touch her.
What is wrong?
She looked at me, she looked upset.
I moved back from her so I could look at her.
I look like a stuffed pig in this. I’m fat and ugly.
No you’re not. You look stunning. You are perfect you know that.
Well he said I was fat and ugly.
Only because I wouldn’t let him get in and I chased him off, he was trying to get in because he wanted you.
Well how come he has gone back to his car then? She pointed to the BMW. He looked at me and then he fucked off.
I know you’re not going to believe this, but he is just being polite. He doesn’t want to put you off.
Really? So he doesn’t think I’m fat or ugly? She searched my face desperate to get reassurance from me. Her eyes darting from side to side to see if she could detect any signs of a lie as I told her she was beautiful. I leant forward and kissed her.
Do you want me to prove he finds you attractive?
She bit her lip and nodded. Her eyes looked excited.
Come on then, I stood up and took her lead in my hand as I climbed out of the open door. She followed me, but then again she didn’t have much choice as the collar around her neck, emblazoned with the word whore in silver studs pulled her in the direction I wanted her to go.
We stood at the side of the cab, and I could see the man in the BMW was looking. I shut the door and we stood kissing and cuddling, I was feeling her arse under her very short latex dress. I let go of her and stroked the side of her face, before finding the zip on her dress. Her eyes fixed on mine as I toyed with it, before tugging it down. I slid the shiny latex dress off her shoulders and picked it up, opening the cab door again I threw it in. Shutting the door, I pushed her against it, and stood back.
I looked at her starting at the feet, I looked up her legs clad in shiny black latex boots, up to her thighs, her stocking tops just barely poking out above them, black shiny latex suspenders running up from them to her latex suspender belt. That was all she wore. Her bald pussy on display, her massive 38DD tits hanging down, a thick black leather collar, studded with the word whore, the lead had fallen and was dangling down at her side.
You are fucking gorgeous I said. I heard the click of the BMW door opening and closing behind me. I stood before her and kissed her, leaning down I bit her nipples in turn. I thought the man would have joined us, but when I turned he was stood at the side of his car. I could see he had his hand inside his trousers, but the light was failing and it was difficult to see much.
I took the lead and turned around, looking over my shoulder I looked back at Louise. Well, let’s go see if he finds you attractive then?
I expected a little resistance from her, but far from it. She had a big smile on her face. I walked over towards him, Louise walking behind me, naked except for the few items.
He stood perfectly still except for his hand gripping his cock inside his trousers. I walked up to him, stopping about four feet away. I pulled Louise around in front of me. You don’t think my Louise is fat and ugly do you? I said to him.
She stood just in front of me, almost naked, her arms by her side. He pulled his hand out of his trousers and offered it to Louise to shake.
Louise, I’m honoured to meet you. I’m Clive.
She shook his hand.
And I must say Louise, you certainly are not fat or ugly. They let go of their handshake, and were stood there facing each other.
I nudged Louise and she looked at me. I was still holding her lead and I nodded towards his crotch. She knew what I was instructing her to do and she squatted before him. Her hands reached for his open fly and she rubbed him through his trousers. The shock on her face was evident, and she turned to look at me with wide eyes.
Get him out I said.
It was my turn to be shocked, because she struggled to get him out, having to use both hands.
Fucking hell, Louise stuttered. And I could see why. I am a large bloke, being 7 inches and with a very healthy girth, but my cock looked like a skinny little twig compared to him. He must have been at least 10 inches long and as thick as most peoples’ wrists.
Louise was in her element, trying desperately to stuff this massive cock into her mouth. I watched but the cock didn’t seem to match the man. He didn’t seem confident or arrogant. He seemed like he was too mild and meek to have a cock that big.
She sucked liked a whore. She was very good at sucking cock, but she suddenly looked like a professional. She was working both her hands up and down his shaft with just the first couple of inches in her mouth. I knew she was flicking her tongue over his massive bell end.
I squatted be the side of her, and reached around under her arse cheeks. I was rubbing her pussy which was soaking wet and started to push a finger in her. Soon I had all four fingers in, my thumb was rubbing at her arsehole. I gently worked my thumb into her anus and she started to buck back and forth on my hand.
I heard Clive, excuse me Miss, I need to cum. Louise let go of his cock and pulled her face back. She didn’t like it when people came in her mouth. It was something she had always complained about whenever it happened.
Come on my tits, she said as she looked up at him, placing her hands either side of them and pushing her massive tits up and together.
His hand gripped his cock and he worked his hand up and down for a few strokes before nestling the tip of his cock in her cleavage. Suddenly it twitched and sprayed a thick stream of cum out of the end. Louise licked the end of his cock as the last couple of drops slowly dribbled out.
May I clean you Miss? I was still squatting at the side of her, a full fist inside her stretched pussy, my own cock rock hard. I pulled my hand out of her and she stood before him.
Clive stepped forward up close to Louise and I watched as this mild mannered and meek man, gently licked Louise’s massive tits. The age difference suddenly struck me. Louise at 18 just about to turn 19, and this man I didn’t know, but he suddenly looked older than I had thought he was. I would of estimated mid-sixties.
He licked and swallowed his cum from her tits. She looked over at me to make sure I was watching, and we stood looking into each other’s eyes. She smiled at me, still holding her tits together for him. He lifted his head and stepped back from her.
Thank you Miss, he said as he reached to put his cock away.
She looked at me, waiting for instructions. Over the bonnet, I said to her. I stood behind her.
Put your hands on the bonnet slut, I said as I tapped her arse.
She obliged and seconds later she was there, with her holes on display ready to take me.
May I Clive asked, indicating towards Louise open legs.
He knelt down behind her and placed both of his hands on her arse cheeks, spreading them. He buried his face into her arse crack, poking his tongue in and out of her arse. She loved this, grinding backwards onto his face.
Oh yes, Lick my arse. Lick my fucking arse you dirty bastard. Fuck. I’m going to cum. Put a finger in my cunt. Oh yes, yes, yes!
Clive carried on licking her as she tensed and shook. As soon as she had cum, he jumped up. Thank you Miss.
He turned to face me. Thank you.
I couldn’t resist any longer and I was behind her within seconds. My cock was out and shoved deep into her. She was still twitching from her orgasm. It didn’t take me long to cum. I pulled out just as I was coming and I sprayed over her arse crack. Some of it caught the back of her stocking tops and her latex boots. I shook the last drops from the end, before tucking my cock away. Louise collapsed over the bonnet.
Clive was smiling at me. May I? he pointed to Louise’s bare arse sticking in the air.
Help yourself. I thought he was ready to fuck her, and I could only imagine how much she would love it being stretched by a massive cock, but I was slightly disappointed when he knelt down to lick her clean. I watched as he licked my semen from her arse crack and then worked his way down to clean the boots. I watched this suited and booted man clean the back of her.
Make him lick my cunt. She said, looking over her shoulder at me.
She used her hands to push herself up from the bonnet.
Maybe you’d like to sit in the car while I do that Miss.
Yes, I would.
Clive led her to the car and opened the door. She laid down on the back seat and he knelt between her spread legs, kissing and nibbling her lips.
She found her voice again as she approached another orgasm. Lick my slutty cunt, you dirty old fucker. Yes lick my holes. Get that tongue in there. I want fucking. Lick this cock whore’s slaggy cunt. Oh yes, oh yes, yes YES YES.
He brought her to her second orgasm in a very short time. She relaxed and laid back as he stood up. He thanked her and then turned to face me thanking me again. He looked at his watch. I must make my excuses and leave you I’m afraid.
It’s ok. Louise had climbed out of the car, and was now very conscious of her near nakedness and I think of how verbal she had been. She stood at the side of me. Looking down. She had her lead in her hand, and she took my wrist with her other hand. She turned my hand over, and placed the lead in it, gripping my fingers, she closed them around it. She looked at me. I love you.
Clive had reached into his jacket and pulled out a business card. He seemed embarrassed as he handed it to me.
Thank you. I live just up there, he pointed to a massive barn conversion in the distance. I would like to meet you two again. Perhaps a meal or I don’t know, I would like to meet you again.
Ok. I put the card in my pocket. I’ll email you.
I turned and set off, pulling on the lead, Louise following me. Bye she said to him.
We got back to the cab, and Clive had driven off. We kissed leaning on the door.
Get in then.
I need a pee. She seemed embarrassed as if she didn’t want to me to watch.
I was struck by how she could be in the slightest embarrassed by having to pee in front of me. She was in boots and suspender belt, almost naked, and with a collar and lead on.
Go on then. I said. I held the lead.
Can’t you get in the car?
No you can’t. Go on, piss now.
She stood looking at me. I didn’t look at her pussy when I heard her go. I maintained eye contact with her, her eyes showed how embarrassed and humiliated she was.
The look on her face as she was stood degrading herself in my presence sent a twitch through my cock.
She finished. Can we go now?
Strip naked, I said as I opened the cab door. She sat on the edge of the cab floor and removed her boots. She removed her stockings and twisted the suspender belt round before releasing it, throwing it behind her into the cab. She went for the collar and I said no, leave it on.
Right get dressed in your work clothes.
She reached inside the cab to pull the carrier bag towards her. She was just bending in and I noticed a man stood about twenty feet away in the edge of the treeline. He was watching. I didn’t say anything.
I opened the driver’s door and sat down. Stop I said to Louise.
Shut the door and come here. She obliged and stood before me. I kissed her and I could see looking past her, the man was having a good wank.
Let me out I said, pushing Louise away from me. She stepped back. Naked except for collar and lead I told her to kneel. She obliged and I know she was expecting me to face fuck her. I undid my jeans, and got my cock out.
Suddenly she knew I didn’t want a blow job. Her face showed disgust. Please no, she begged me.
I released my stream of urine over her neck and chest. She turned her face over her shoulder to ensure I wasn’t pissing on her face, she stayed still other than that, not moving.
Her eyes were closed with her face screwed up. My stream died out and she opened her eyes, just as the man in the treeline moved and caught her attention. She stayed still, staring at the man in the bushes, covered in my urine, her body glistening in what little light there was.
I tugged upwards on her lead, and she looked back at me before standing. The man had stood forward and was now openly wanking himself off, his trousers half way down his legs.
She’ll do that if you like, I said to him.
Fuck yeah,
He walked towards us in a weird way, trying to hold his trousers up with his knees still wanking.
He stood before us, and let go of his cock, pulling his t shirt up with both of his hands, his hands looked as if they were cupping his man-boobs. His massive belly was sticking out.
Kneel, I slapped her arse.
She looked at me, as if to say please, I’ve had enough. I gave her my look and raised my eyebrow. She made a move to take him in her mouth.
Hands, I said.
She looked a little relieved and took his cock in her hand, she worked it like a professional, an up and down stroke with a twist as she reached the end of each stroke. Seconds later he was splattering her with his cum, but unlike Clive, who placed it neatly on her tits, he sprayed it in her hair and over her face and neck. I had never seen so much cum out of one cock.
He shook his cock clean and pulled his pants and trousers up. Cheers mate, he said to me as he backed away to the treeline.
I looked at her naked, covered in cum and urine. She looked like she had being covered by a whole battalion of me. She looked damn sexy.
She was wiping her face with the back of her hand. She looked distressed and said fucking hell, how the fuck am I going to clean this off?
Use the knickers you had on at work. I opened the door to the cab and she jumped in. I watched as she dug in the bag and found not only the pair of knickers that she had on, but the pair that Rob had given her back that morning. She used both to wipe herself. I watched as she lifted each of her massive breasts in turn and wiped underneath them. She put her work blouse on, and then pulled her trousers on, leaning back to fasten them as they were a little tight.
She bent forward and scooped up everything from the floor and shoved it in the bag.
She reached for her collar, stopping she looked at me. Can I?
Yes I nodded. She undid the collar, and placed that in the bag along with the lead and then sat back in the seat.
I smiled at her and she smiled back.
As I started the engine, I looked in the mirror, through the partition into the back, and she yawned. God I’m starving. Do you fancy a Chinese for tea?
From total whore, to shop girl in minutes.
Yes a Chinese would be nice I said as I set off home.
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