Chapter 3

"Maddy, I have wanted to touch you and make you scream for the longest time," and then she kissed me, long and hard, her tongue and lips dancing across my lips. Although I was used to being the aggressor, I felt myself melting against her lips and pushing my pussy against her hand and fingers.

"But," she said in between kisses and fondling, "Given your appetite, I decided what he had suggested would not only satisfy my desires but to do something that would satisfy yours as well."

After what seemed like forever kissing me, she kind of jumped as if somehow, she had been distracted from her original purpose, and said, "Ok sweetie, time for my new plan." I noticed her hands were still shaking and now there was a large wet spot between her legs.

"What did you plan?" I asked, my heart beating fast, seemingly in my throat.

"I'm getting to that sweetie, like I said, originally I thought it would be fun for you and me to do some personal exploration together, you made me so hot and bothered the other day, that I could hardly concentrate at work all day."

"Sorry."

"No, you're not, you enjoyed every second of it, it wouldn't surprise me that you planned it to happen."

"Who me?" I said with mock surprise and then smiled.

"Exactly, so for today, I wanted us to do something that would make it hard for you to concentrate."

Then seemingly changing the subject, she pulled away from me as I shifted back into my seat and said quietly as the car pulled back into traffic, "Can I ask you a question?"

I nodded, letting my own fingers wander over my body."

"Today, when I picked you up, I couldn't help but notice that you looked like you had just been fucked, who was it? Was it Brad? Jennifer, Rachel, or all three?" Her language surprised me, but I could tell she was motivated by curiosity, not anger.

That she thought I could have done all three was kind of interesting.

I looked at her, really noticing just how pretty and sexy she was before replying, "Not Brad, he is insanely jealous, he kind of scares me a little."

She didn't comment, then quietly said, "Rachel?"

I smiled and shook my head, she waited for a second as if she was hesitating, and she added, "But you have been with Rachel before."

I nodded and then added, "But not today."

She smiled again, she asked hesitantly, "Jennifer?"

I smiled and just said, "Yes."

Then I leaned over and she turned towards me as she drove and I lightly kissed her on the lips.

I didn't want to be more of a distraction than I already was so it was a small kiss. She smiled and licked her lips, enjoying how I tasted.

She focused on driving as traffic was thick here, but asked, "You and Jenny, how long?"

"For a few months, sometimes both of them together, but today it was just Jenny," I paused, "We just about got caught, I had to climb naked out her window because Brad surprised us."

She laughed, "You really are a little nympho, I love it."

I was so focused on her again I never noticed the car slowing and pulling into a roadside rest area. I had no idea how long we had been driving and I didn't recognize where we were.

Then she seemed to remember about her plan, "You like unusual sex, sex with different people."

I waited a moment, not knowing where this was going, it really wasn't a question.

"I do," I said.

"Do you trust me?" she asked and I slowly nodded my head up and down.

"Good, Maddy, do you know what dogging is?"

My heart stopped, I know that is impossible, but that's how it felt.

My voice sounded dry and raspy as I asked, "Why?"

"Madison, that's what David said he fantasized about you trying. When I watched those videos, all I could do was masturbate about watching you get deliciously fucked having sex with total strangers and maybe letting some of them fuck me too. "

She said it so matter-of-factly that she could have been talking about the weather. I'm sure she must have thought that I would say, "Yes, Mother, of course, I will let myself get fucked by completed strangers while you watch and maybe even record it on your phone."

There was silence, she looked at me, still quiet for a moment, she ran her long fingernails up and down my thighs. Electricity arced through my entire body, my heart raced and I felt myself trembling.

She started talking again, I must have seemed distant, my mind lost in the possibilities.

"Maddy, the more I thought about it, the more I knew that I just had to try to make it happen, I must have watched a dozen porn videos over and over again, and each time I had to stop and play with myself. Based on what David told me about what you have already done, and then thinking about your little exhibitionist display for me, I decided to take a chance that you would be as excited as me, what do you think?"

"Is that why we're here?" I asked, my excitement rising due to anticipation. I knew what dogging was and had dreamed about trying it, it wasn't something I had ever told anyone, it was one of my darkest and most hidden ultimate nymphomaniac fantasies.

She kept on talking, "Maddy, last night clinched it, I thought about how much I had enjoyed masturbating myself while watching you and David fucking and then about how I masturbated in bed with your father while he snored, imagining you with those older professors, and then of course with Rachel and Jen. I had also thought about you fucking Brad and even your father. "

The car was quiet for a moment.

I am surprised she couldn't hear my heartbeat, I knew the scent of my arousal, and I wondered if she could too.

Realizing I was not saying anything, she finally answered my question, "Yes, sweetie, that's why we are here." I have had the most incredible orgasms watching you get fucked and I thought watching you get fucked by even more people would be something special for me. "Would you mind sweetie?"

I nodded my head slowly, my throat was dry, and I felt lightheaded, I knew I just had to do this, my body had already told her my answer, and my mother noticed.

"Maddy, you are a little nymphomaniac, look at your nipples hardening and I'll bet your pussy is drenched," as if to prove the point, she reached between my legs and ran her finger between my thighs."

"You are a very naughty girl, Maddy," she said and I didn't even try to stifle the moan that escaped from my lips.

I couldn't reply, sounds came from my mouth but no words, and I slowly nodded, I wanted her to continue rubbing me but she stopped, and that was when I noticed another car pulling into the far end of the rest area. It looked familiar, but to me, all cars looked the same, this one was blue. The parking spot she had picked was partially hidden from the highway but both entrances to the rest stop were visible, there was also a large picnic table nearby. She had driven straight to this stop without even considering any other place, I wondered how she knew.

"One more thing sweetie," as she reached into her purse and pulled out a black piece of cloth.

I recognized it immediately, my entire body shivered, and she said again, "Do you trust me?"

She didn't wait for me to nod my head; she reached across and kissed me while she wrapped a blindfold around my head.

"I thought this would add a little excitement for you. What do you think?"

She didn't wait for me to respond, continuing to tie the material behind my head.

"Promise not to take this off?" she whispered to me, as I felt her hand rub my pussy again.

"I promise," I managed to say as my vision was cut off.

Then she whispered into my ear, "I'll be close by, but I don't want to scare anyone away, enjoy yourself, and be a bad girl Maddy."

I heard the car door open, felt the car shift the way it does when someone climbs out, heard the door close, and listened to her footsteps move away from the car, now the only sound I heard was my heartbeat.

The words "Be a bad girl," echoed in my mind, I didn't think I was being a bad girl, maybe naughty, maybe some would say a little slutty, I think I was just adventurous.

Time passed and blindfolded my level of arousal only increased. I listened for cars slowing down on the road, I wondered about the blue car, I listened for sounds, I wondered what mom was doing.

What if nobody stopped. I tried not to think about that.

I heard more cars, all sounding like they were driving past the rest area, and more time passed.

Finally, a different sound, two cars maybe, they sounded different as they were slowing down. At least one must have turned into the rest area because I could hear the sound of gravel being driven over. Then another. Good, so at least two cars were here, maybe the blue car plus ours. There was no guarantee they were here for anything more than just a quick rest stop, but there was the possibility they were here for something, for someone, for me. I could feel my body shaking.

I was nervous, scared, and completely aroused all at the same time. I sat in the passenger seat, the window was down, wondering and waiting for something to happen.

I imagined what someone would think, seeing me almost completely naked in the car, blindfolded, with eraser-sized nipples, breathing hard, and wearing soaked bikini bottoms. Mom had wondered if I would make the seat wet, I smiled it was soaked, no wonder my throat was dry.

I don't think any of my friends would have been surprised that I had fantasized about this nor would they be surprised as I started playing with myself, using my thumbs and forefingers to softly pinch and pull on my pink nubs.

I thought about how cool Mom was, she knew David and I had been doing it and didn't seem to be losing her mind, far from it, she was encouraging me to be naked and even called me a little nymphomaniac without saying it was a bad thing, I smiled wondering what Daddy would think, I am sure he would not be as opened minded.

I inhaled a little as one hooked finger disappeared into me and despite trying to be quiet, I couldn't help whimpering a little.

Very slowly I undid the ties on my bottoms, shifted my hips, and pulled the material away. Anyone close to the car would be able to hear what I was doing from the quiet squishy noises I was making. I smiled to myself, wondering how long it would take for someone to notice my scent of arousal. Maybe I could even make myself cum while I waited. My body almost crackled from excitement. I knew at least mom was watching me, I inhaled sharply, knowing that I was performing for her.

I imagined strange men and women looking in the car and seeing me masturbate, my body on display, my fingers making me climb the waves up and down towards satisfaction. I let my fingers work my little box like they had so many other times. I imagined Mom's naked body, and how she tasted when we had kissed, I thought about David's cock in my mouth, the feel of Rachel's mouth on my pussy and my tongue rimming Jenny's ass. I thought about Brad catching me eating Jenny's pussy. My fingers were now working myself furiously, I knew it wasn't going to take much, I felt like I had been on the edge of an orgasm all day.

This morning with Jen seemed like a million years ago.

My legs and body stiffened and flexed as my sounds and moans began filling the space in the car, somehow, I sensed the motion had changed, I felt an orgasm building someplace deep inside me, and I felt my nerve endings starting to fire in sequence, thanks to the blindfold I couldn't see the inside of the car, only rich colors like the deepest blue, amazing reds, and emerald greens, my body was moving like it was possessed.

I thought I could hear something, some breathing maybe, I was too close to stop, too close to care, excited someone was watching, and besides I wanted to cum so badly.

Even if someone was watching, everyone in the world ceased to exist to me, there was only my desire and the sensations radiating out of my body, I could feel my back and neck arch, I could feel my heart rate spiking, the light sweat on my body was becoming thicker and the wetness between my legs dampened the car seat under me even more. I could see the edge coming, I tried to hold myself along that ragged edge for as long as possible, savoring every moment, it seemed like forever but I had no idea how long it actually lasted. I could see the swirling colors starting to change, swirling faster and deeper, my breathing was very noticeable, and sounds escaped my mouth, how loud I had no idea, I simply didn't care.

In the colors sparkling in my head, I couldn't hold it anymore, I could see over the edge of the abyss, where colors, desire, emotions, and electricity, darkness all combined, my body shook and writhed out of control. A thought of Mom pegging me with a strap-on popped into my mind and it was enough, I plunged over and fell and fell and fell. The colors exploded into white and I heard someone screaming, I felt my hips bucking, and then just silence, and darkness.

The darkness seemed to last for a long time ... several times I thought I could hear sounds, talking, even some giggling and heavy breathing before I drifted back into the darkness several times, I thought I was dreaming, the warmth and throbbing that I always felt after masturbating still lingered between my legs. I thought I could feel the car moving, of the sounds changing, but each time I disappeared back into the darkness.

Several times I could feel lips kissing me, hands touching and caressing me, unable to see, I knew I wasn't alone, I could sense the car rocking slowly and more sounds intermixed with moaning and whimpering. Then I realized the sounds weren't just coming from me.

I'm not sure how long this had been going on, maybe a just few moments, but it seemed longer, maybe much longer; long enough for someone to join me in the front seat. I hadn't even noticed the door open. A pleasant throbbing radiated from between my legs, the lingering effects of my orgasm, or maybe because of the light touch of fingers slowly rubbing my soft places. I felt lips move to my breasts, kissing my nipples, teeth gently biting and pulling on them. Soft whimpers and moans once again escaped from my mouth.

Blindfolded, I was aware of people, maybe three or four, maybe more. I was tempted to pull the material away from my eyes, but the sensations I was feeling and touching and caressing felt so intoxicating; I knew there was no way I wanted to break the spell. I figured men for sure but judging by the feel of some of the fingers and lips, a least one of them was a woman. I felt my door open and rough hands turning me in the seat. Softer hands from the driver's side continued to caress and explore my body, while my own hands searched, found, and explored someone else's curves and secret places.

However, whoever had opened my door was a man.

I could detect different perfumes and colognes, I heard someone comment about me being blindfolded, and other comments were made, maybe there were more people than I thought.

The woman was very good, her kissing and caressing was making me crazy with pleasure, my back arched and behind the blindfold, my eyes rolled back in my head. More words were being said, and I heard only sounds with no meaning as I was only conscious of savoring her actions and thinking how incredible this moment was. I wondered if anyone else was naked, I wondered if Mom was one of them, and if she was orgasming yet. I felt myself being pushed backward on the seat, moving me so I was lying sideways across the car. I wanted to scream as I felt the woman moving away, I smelled a man's cologne, it was unfamiliar, like something an older man would wear.

Then between my legs, I felt the roughness of a man's face, it was unshaven, and his body was clothed as his shirt rubbed against my legs and thighs, the fabric brushed against my naked skin, rough in a different way from his face. I hadn't expected to feel his lips and tongue, I had expected to be roughly fucked. This was better and who knows, maybe I still would be fucked... I hoped so.

The woman hadn't left, I felt the seat shifting beneath me, the power seat making a soft hum that I felt more than heard. A soft female voice said, "Come on Honi, shift over a little," I wasn't sure why until I felt her knee slide in beside my head. Her skin was very smooth and I detected a faint scent of wildflowers and cinnamon.

There was another scent, one I knew well, joining the abundance of flavors in the tiny front seat of Mom's car, as I sensed the woman shifting around my head, this scent began to overpower all others. At the same time the pressure between my legs was increasing, the feeling of a thick tongue made me scream with delight as its thickness and licking motions were devouring me while what seemed like a hundred fingers explored and probed my pussy, ass, and everything thing else they could reach. I tried to focus on what his tongue was doing to me when I sensed pressure just above me and then a drop of something warm, sticky, and a little salty dripped into my mouth.

The woman must have managed to squeeze herself between the steering wheel and the seat back and had somehow contorted herself to straddle my face. That someone had fucked her recently, cum was dripping onto my face as she pushed herself down onto me, was self-evident. That she was completely smooth was apparent, that she tasted delicious was pure naughtiness, and that her squirming and moaning was insane showed me I was doing a good job. Being eaten and eating someone else was beyond my wildest expectations.

I felt her thighs tighten around me and felt her shudder and convulse over me, I pushed my tongue deeper into her, and a mixture of cum and her juices flowed over my face, into my mouth, and soaked me. I kept going until she reached the point where she couldn't take it anymore, shivering and writhing she pulled herself away from me and was gone.

Then I was being kissed, it felt like by two people, another voice called out from further away saying, "Move her onto the picnic table so more of us can share."

Several other voices could be heard agreeing, the kissing stopped for a moment and the man between my legs also stopped, took my hands, and pulled me up, and brought me to my feet.

A voice that sounded like Mom's said, "Here's a blanket lay this on the table before you lay her down." I couldn't help but smile at the incongruity of her thoughtfulness as I was the center of ravishment.

No sooner than I was prone again, the two tongues from the front seat began kissing and licking the combined juices from my face and chest as did the tongue lashing between my legs.

A man's voice, in a deep baritone, said, "Careful of the mask you two," the two never even slowed their actions, which was completely fine with me, not seeing who or how many of them there were just added to the intensity of what I was experiencing.

Now on my back on the table, I was accessible to others and it seemed like only seconds before I felt two male hands pulling one each of my hands towards them, I felt the smooth warmness of two average size but thick cocks. Nothing had to be said, I knew how to give a hand job and went to work.

For some reason, the wonderful tongue withdrew and for several moments, I wondered where the man had gone, his tongue and fingers exploring me had been incredible.

I inhaled when I felt something else, in a deep corner of my brain, I knew it was coming, I almost giggled when I felt the tip at my use of the word coming, and then all thoughts were pushed from my brain.

Whoever it was had all the finesse of a brick through a window and I felt him hammering me as though he was a jackhammer, one second his tip was pushing against my pussy, then next his balls banged hard against my shaved skin, and I scarcely recognized the scream as having come from me, even the two lickings and kissing me stopped for a second before starting again.