The hot guy at the music festival
This fundamentally is a true story based on what my ex told me about a particular solo (one of many) experience she had. I have filled in some details from my imagination.
The story goes she volunteered to do various tasks at a 3 day music festival. While performing one of her jobs, she met a man (visitor or other volunteer?) whom she found "hot." They chatted for a few minutes, and then they went their separate ways, but she couldn't get him out of her mind as she went about her work. When the day's events ended later that evening, she retreated to her campsite-- actually her car. Although she was tired, she could not fall asleep and her mind went back to thinking about the hot guy and started to get wet. So, what was there to do? She sat in the passenger seat, put a blanket over lap, removed her bra, unzipped her pants, and went at it. She is able to climax by Kegel technique. Now In my imagination I see her caressing her breasts, and bringing her legs together and squeezing them from her pretty feet up through her ankles to her thighs and to her butt. I imagine the look on her face and hearing her sighs of pleasure and the squeezing of the car seat and smelling her scent permeating the air in the car (An accurate imagining because all such (except the car) was the case in our masturbation sessions.) She said had to come several times over a half hour. Afterward she pulled up her pants and quickly fell asleep, her pussy still throbbing and wet.
Now you might ask why she didn't propose to meet up with him later that evening. She was playing it safe and would not know how she would feel after working a long day.
Although it has been many years since we were together, I can't get this and many of her various masturbatory acts out of my mind. When I need a lift, I know where to take my mind.
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