Pulling Skirt up to cum in target parking lot
Title: “Sneaking Surrender: A Blonde Teen’s Naughty Parking Lot Encounter”
She was just your average blonde teen; a fit, petite little minx with a penchant for short, flirty skirts and innocent eyes that belied a naughtier side. On this particular day, the sun was beaming down on the bustling shopping center parking lot, as cars whizzed by and shoppers loaded up their trunks with bargains. But this nameless lass had more carnal pursuits on her mind.
With her well-worn denim miniskirt riding high on her toned thighs, and a flimsy white tank top teasing her pert breasts, she ambled towards her own beat-up ride, keys in hand. But something about walking alone in that moment made her heart flutter and cheeks flush. It was the possibility of being watched, of getting caught. The thrill raced through her blood, commanding attention between her legs.
The blonde sloot reached her car, but didn’t hop inside. Instead, she turned her back to the nearest lane of traffic and brazenly lifted her skirt, exposing her perfect pussy to any prying eyes. The little tart wasn’t wearing panties – just silky, shaved bare skin that glistened in the sunlight. Checking her surroundings for any close-up voyeurs, she slipped a hand underneath her tank top and began to grope and squeeze her fat tits.
Leaning against the vehicle, self-assured teen roamed her other hand across her slit, trailing fingers along lips and toying with her bud. Aroused by her own brazenness, the fit blonde parted her legs, access allowing to plunge her digits knuckle-deep. Rubbing vigorous circles over her sensitive area, she prepared to give herself an explosive climax right out in the open.
With each thrust and caress, the parking lot temperature rose. Cars pulling in less than 100 feet away couldn’t get a full view, but the blonde didn’t care. Perhaps a delivery driver or shopper walking by caught glimpses of her bare bottom, the muscles rejecting and welcomed her fingers back into her juicy fuckhole. The hum of vehicles and distant talk of window shoppers only heightened her pleasure.
The car screeching to life behind her didn’t even deter this unintentional public indian. Holding her breath and wallowing in the throes of orgasm, legs quivering, the blonde buried her face into a bicep and muffled her cries of ecstasy. Her pussy clenched and released in blissful waves, allowing for a bit of whitish arousal to dribble into her hand.
Before fully regaining composure, the little minx manually wiped the excess from between her thighs onto her hand, then her shirt, and let her skirt fall back down. She glanced towards the cause of the screeching – just some hurried office dude heading into the building. No bother, her naughty deed was done and no one suspected a thing. Still blushing, she walked confidently to the driver’s side and bee-dozed off into the humid car.
As she speedily drove away with a stupor, other cars passed and pulled in every which way in the lot, but no one would ever guess what just went down. Just another retail adventure for the rebellious teen lover. The scent of her arousal still permeated the hut of her car as she exited the lot and merged onto the interstate, a newfound naughty thrill afire in her belly. The little blonde skank had gotten away with something today, and she knew she’d be back for more – next time in an even more dangerous public space with more possibilities of getting caught. Until then, she’d daydream of walking in on the neighbor getting it on, and finding that large-dicked mall Santa to sit on later tonight.
The End
