My First Was An Accident, But It Left Me Hooked On Them.

After twelve month of being my best friends dads little **** toy, I experienced my first gear stick in my ***** by accident. I was a little drunk and had just finished riding on his **** in his Montego while being watched and groped by two dirty pervs when he suggested I continued playing until the men could ***. I was kneeling between the two front seats with my back to the screen gyrating around rubbing my **** as they felt my **** when I moved back after one squeezed a little hard and with the help of my partners ***, the square headed gear knob penetrated me causing me to gasp out loud. You can see why!


(The montego gear stick)

George (my friends dad), leaned forward to supposedly help wondering what I had done, and then burst out laughing when I told him I had been violated by the gear stick. The other two men seamed quite concerned but he leaned down to see, and began to rub on my **** and persuaded me to continue riding on it and told me how dirty I looked with the big black shaft stuck inside me. Moments later with the constant rubbing of my **** and his *** sliding down the gear stick I had an ****** and found myself being showered from either side by the other men's ***.
His gear stick became a regular part of our fun and games, and after the affair stopped I forgot about the pleasure from it for a while.
This was until one Saturday afternoon when the sun was shinning and I decided to go for a drive in the countryside to sunbathe. I pulled onto a car park in my fiesta and headed for the sunny corner I had been to many times to relax and enjoy the sun. It was secluded between the tree and I had often threw down my picnic rug and gone topless behind my car so I was not seen by the passing families and ramblers, but there was another car parked there in the trees where I always parked, but I could see there was just enough room for the two of us and pulled alongside thinking the car was empty as I couldn't see anyone sitting inside it. As I looked across the figure of an elegant middle aged women came into view, shortly followed by a rougher looking older male in the driving seat who also was now sitting up. I opened my door getting out to stretch my legs with a little smirk on my face as they both looked in my direction, both were smiling and laughing and watched me as I got my picnic rug and book and drink out from the boot and walked passed there car onto the grass patch by the passenger side of there car. I lay side on to the car, and heard the giggles from within and couldn't stop glancing across until the ladies head again dipped out of view, and all I could see was the grin on the mans face looking back in my direction. The car was now rocking, but soon her body returned into view. Her door opened revealing an amazing pair or black nylon covered legs poking out from beneath a smart but very short skirt, she had posh stocking tops showing and stepped out the car giving me a clear view between her legs revealing her bush as her legs parted to get out the car. Her cream blouse was wide open, and her breasts were exposed as she stood and walked around to the boot of there car, now getting there own drinks out and returning but leaving the door wide open.
I tried not to stare, and moved myself slightly to get a better view into the interior of there car.
The wind was picking up and the little loose fitting nylon dress I had on was blowing up and exposing my bum, as much as I tried to stop it, just little movement from me and my bum was exposed again. I heard her call the man a pervert, and listened closer and heard him tell her that the little tease was flashing her *** on purpose. He was told in a stern voice that he didn't need any other *** as hers was enough for any man.
I was now feeling a little damp between my legs, my white lacy panties were not going to soak up my juices, and the wind blowing on me was feeling amazing. I tried to read and on my next glance up, saw that the posh lady was now leaning over with her arse sticking out the door and giving the man a blow job. He was looking and smiling over at me all the time as he pushed her head down and loudly quoted, "You've got an audience now suck it dam good *****".
He wasn't giving her much choice, and I was now openly staring at them, watching her now exposed pantie less bottom rise and fall while she sucked on him, expose to anyone who could of walked past but they really didn't care. She sucked for at least 5 minutes before sitting back up and wiping her mouth with her hand, now lying back herself and placing her heals up onto the dashboard of the car. His body leaned into her and his hands went to work between her thighs giving her the roughest finger ******* I had ever seen to date. She was moaning out and telling him to go harder, his stare was on me, and as I looked around I could see why he was looking. My *** was completely on show, as he fingered away, she turned her head to me and shouted "if you want to show your body off you little tramp, at least take your ******* dress off and give him something to look at".
It scared me a little, the tone of her voice sounded angry, and again she told me to take it off and enjoy the show. I stood, shaking slightly and lifted my dress over my head and lay back down and continued to watch. She lowered her legs, and allowed the man who was only wearing a tee shirt to climb on top of her. Her legs were around him and he pushed forward and entered her, ramming in and out and telling her she wouldn't feel her husband tonight. She replied she wouldn't be needing him if he ****** her well, and he was surely doing just that.
She must of orgasmed and screamed to loud, his hand went over her mouth and muffled her, he looked at me as he ****** her, and I leaned up allowing him to see my pert little **** as he ****** her. He picked up pace and proclaimed he was about to ***, ramming harder still until she screamed out again and he grunted inside her. I was soaking, my hands were so close to openly ************ in front of them, but her voice had scared me. He climbed from off her and out the car door, he was impressive but to hairy for my liking, quickly followed followed by her. She leaned back on the car with her skirt tucked up, parted her lips with her fingers, and began to expel his *** from inside her. She looked me in the eye and told me this is what I would look like when I had a true man **** me, and then knelt down, told me I should always clean up after my work was done, holding his **** and asking if I would like to sample it. I shook my head and watched her proceeded to lick and suck on his **** to clean there combination of juices from it.
I was staring, I couldn't help it and she called me to them, but I shook my head at her again. She walked over, took my hand helping me up, and led me over to the man telling me there was no need to be shy there was no one around to see us. She took my hand and placed it on his shaft, guiding me to **** him. I started too and she looked at me frowning and asked if I had had some experience with some *****. I told her I had been with a few 'Guys', and she laughed and told me I looked like a virgin. Little did she know lol.
She told me that was enough as they had to leave before her husband was home, and asked me if I saw either of them out not to speak as they were both married and having an affair. I told her I wouldn't, and was left standing in just my panties as they reversed out and away. I composed myself grabbing my dress and rug and jumped in my car, glancing around to see as no one was around; I took off my panties and pushed two fingers inside my soaking *****. I was so wet, and glancing down, I remember my gear stick fun, squatted over the square knob and slid it inside feeling it stretch my insides but allowing me to rub my **** and caress my nipples as I did so. I came hard and quickly visualising the posh lady taking the mans **** inside her mouth and ***** and wishing I had dropped to my knees and sucked on him but it was to late for that now and I had to quickly duck as another car now pulled on. I eased myself up and off and lay back sliding into my dress to leave.


(The square fiesta stick)

I had a few more sessions on the fiestas gear stick and then another few cars in between, but none were as good as my first Vitara Jeep. I noticed it just looking at the car in the showroom, and until I took delivery I had many visions or me sitting on it. I picked up the car and then began the next three amazing years of my life. I ****** myself senseless displaying for men to **** over giving ************ shows at the woods, took so many ***** in my mouth as I bounced up and down on that stick, Always there when I needed it, solid and lasted as long as I needed, even being held down once on it as I was vibed until I bruised my insides from banging on it.


(The Vitara - My Favourite)

I experience the handbrake too in that, and now every time I change the car I look for the gear stick shape before anything else. My current Swift is a short shaft but the bulbous head is amazing x I will be uploading some of the Vitara day's photos for your viewing pleasure x


(My Suzuki Swift)