Welcome to brand new guest writer Lavinia De La Roux - see bio here - with this impossibly hot account of secret yet public masturbation. Loosen your collar and strap yourselves in. It is going to get steamy.
I stepped into the supermarket, the anxiety I would usually feel dulled by a growing sense of
anticipation. It took less time than usual to get everything we needed and the panic attack I’d
been fearing stayed away, held back by the promise of fun. After loading the bags into the
back of the car and returning the trolley, a low-level buzz had already started in my veins and
my temperature was rising at the thought of the small black device I’d left in the bag on my
passenger seat.
The car was parked at the furthest corner of the carpark, tucked up against
a dense thicket of trees and bushes. I slid behind the wheel, pushing the chair back as far as
it would go and opening the windows a crack. The only thing I could see in front of me and to
the left was dense foliage but a car had pulled into my little spot to the right and the driver
was sitting on his phone. I dipped my hand into the bag and took out the vibrator, turning it
on and sliding it beneath me on the seat. The sound was instantly muted by the layers of
fabric and I bit my lip at the sudden rush of sensation after an hour long build up. The
intensity slowly died down and settling into the feelings, I started a wordsearch, shifting on
the seat to hit the right spot with the toy.
The man remained parked up two spaces away and
I glanced up at the carpark security camera guiltily, pulling my hoodie onto my lap. Sitting
with my hips thrust forwards slightly and my back straight got the perfect level of sensation
but holding the position after a bit hurt and I found myself shifting constantly, chasing the
pleasure, knowing my boxers were likely to be a mess by the time I’d gotten home.
I knew it wasn’t going to be enough to make me cum, the vibrator was one of those basic
ones that only had one setting, but it was fun, if a little frustrating, and when the man finally
left, I loosened my belt, snapping the button open on my jeans and sliding the zip down so I
could push the toy inside and up the level of buzz. My breathing came a little harder I closed
my eyes momentarily, savouring the sensations, craving more.
A glance at the clock told me time was running out before I’d need to pick my daughter up from their art lesson and I moved, lifting my hips so I could slip the vibrator inside my boxers. A small sound, half sigh, half moan left my lips and pulled my hoodie tighter over me, putting the puzzle book down on the passenger seat, the wordsearch forgotten. I was getting close when my alarm started quacking at me, reminding me I needed to pick up my daughter. I swore softly, contemplating the quick drive to the next street over.
I’d intended to turn the vibrator off and hide it in my bag but I was horny and wet and instead of removing it, I lifted my ass and let it slide inside me. I already had the seat pushed forward again and the car engine rumbling when it occurred to me that maybe this wasn’t the best idea. I reversed out of the space and followed the road to the small roundabout, shifting and lifting my hips slightly, trying to keep my concentration on the road ahead and not on the party going on in my pants.
It took all of three minutes to pull into the parking area outside the art group and I made sure the car was facing the fence rather than the building and the engine was off before I ground my hips down, feeling my inner walls fluttering around the toy. The waves of pleasure rendered my brain numb but every time my orgasm got close, it would fade away again, just out of reach.
Groaning in frustration I slid my hand into my boxers. I was soaking and my legs trembled as
I circled my clit, teasing for a few moments before I gave in and picked up the pace, my eyes
on the clock that was telling me I had two minutes before I needed to get out of the car and
collect my child. Somehow the time limit made it sexier and I felt my muscles contracting,
gripping the vibrator while my clit tingled as the waves finally, blissfully hit a crescendo and I
had to bite my lip to prevent myself from moaning. I shook, panting and desperately reaching
down to turn the vibrator off. I was hot and soaking but I was just about satisfied and I
managed to pull the toy out and stash it away just as another parent pulled in and parked
beside me on the gravel.
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