Post by Pony on Sept 4, 2006 15:11:23 GMT -5
In My Van
I got hurt in a car accident in 1980, which left me c5c6 SCI. It was the result of getting drunk with buddies at a bar after work, and driving off the road into a tree with no seatbelt on. This is what can happen from making stupid decisions. I’ve been paying the price since, and it wasn’t until 1985 that I drove again, after getting my 1982 Ford E150 van adapted so I could climb behind the wheel again. It was an amazing act of freedom that first day when I tried driving on that college parking lot, and I literally got emotional feeling the independence return to my hands.
Over the years that van has been as loyal as you could ever ask a vehicle to be. I’m still driving that baby after 21 years, and I admit to having a strong attachment to that machine. The “Mystery Machine”, as I playfully call it, has a sofa in the back, and it’s like having a rolling room with you all the time. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been the designated driver for buddies that had too many at the beach, or packing it full of friends going to a football game. My Mystery Machine has also served as somewhat of a portable hotel room, at times, for girls that somehow got caught in my spider’s web and found my van a cozy place to be private, sometimes even if it’s on a parking lot with people all around. The risky behavior only added to the excitement, producing some naughty bursts of laughter, and I really liked the idea that we could do so many things in almost public.
I was only caught once as a girl and I decided to park along the water, thinking wrongly that we would be totally alone. It was late at night, and we’d had a few drinks. No cars were anywhere, so we went in the back of the Mystery Machine and she sat in my lap, straddling me with one leg on each side. Suzi had a great pair of legs and luscious ass, and just the idea of spreading her this wide around me was hot as hell. My hands slipped around her waist as her arms held loosely around my neck. We made out for long time, and naturally my hand found it’s way to her neck, erect breasts and between her pretty legs, which as I mentioned were already spread very wide. She arched her back and moaning softly as I rubbed the top of my hand the length of her zipper on her raggedy jean shorts. Suzi pulled her t-shirt up, unclipping her bra in front, allowing my mouth to explore her sweet hard nipples. I remember Suzi panting as I licked her nips, gently flicking each one before engulfing it with my mouth to softly suck it in. It’s an amazing feeling to feel a girl’s nipple get hard in your mouth, and Suzi’s small breasts were responding perfectly. Her pussy was obviously responding to the nipple-attention too as she began rubbing herself through her tight jeans. At some point, I asked her to unzip. Well, not exactly asked, it was more like a direct order, but she did it, and I felt the excitement in me elevate a notch. She was with me totally, and there was no denying the commands that kept this sexual frenzy from stalling out. Again, feeling the power that she was handing me so uncontested, I asked her to put her hand into her panties and slide her middle finger deep into her very wet pussy. Suzi did exactly as I instructed with great detail, and it was so apparent when her finger went deeply inside as she gasped slightly for air in my stuffy boxcar-like van.
Always loving the passion in a woman when they feel this exact pleasure of dirty-play, I now told Suzi to put her finger to my lips. As she watched me intensely with her dark eyes she slipped her wet finger into my hungry mouth. I closed my eyes, licking and sucking her finger’s sexy taste off, telling her as I pulled her finger out how exactly how I want to lick her pussy. Suzi must've liked what I said cause she grabbed my mouth, kissing me hard, and tasting herself from my mouth.
It was summer, and this being Florida meant it was damn hot in my van, and somehow we had to find oxygen, or my girl was going to pass out on my lap. So, she stood up, took her shirt and pants off, while I opened my side door with my electric switch, letting in the fresh wind coming off the water. After a few minutes of Suzi laying on my sofa, and me running my hand up and down her thighs, she ended up sitting on a big pillow I carry in my van for emergencies like this. She was spreading very wide as I had pulled my chair sideways to the sofa as close as it would go. Some people say, ”Where there’s a will, there’s a way!”, and I believe it because I was going to find my way to eating her pussy that night, God willing, or not!
It’s not incredibly easy to pull this off, but I had done it before in my van, and I pulled her as close to my right leg as I could, one hand on each thigh, and then leaning forward, kissing her tummy, then sliding my tongue to her clit. This was working, but not enough because I wanted to lick her entire pussy up and down with long licks, with occasional fucking her pussy hole, so I pushed her legs back further, and she actually positioned herself so she was almost upside down, where her head was lower than her ass. I now had total access to lick, and as I was lapping her sbe joined me by rubbing her clit, then letting me lick, then more rubbing.
This went on for a while until I heard a car engine, but I wasn’t too worried as I thought maybe a car was going by, but the engine didn’t fade in the distance as you would expect. I decided I better look, so I reached back, grabbing my push-handle to my chair, pulling myself up. I looked out my back windows and saw some red tail lights to a car. Looking closer, I could see it was a Police car. Next thing I know I see the brightest flashlight I ever saw shining in through my open side door, through my lift which was still folded into my van. Then, a man’s voice, “Hey, is everything alright?”
Well, by now Suzi is grabbing her clothes and putting them on faster than Superman changes in a phone booth. I yelled out, “Ëverything’s cool, officer”, but he was more interested in Suzi’s answer to make sure she wasn’t getting raped or something. Suzi assured him she was ok, and the officer told us to leave, then walked away, but I noticed his flashlight beam stayed mostly on her as she frantically dressed. I thought, “Hell, I’m the dude in a wheelchair, I’m the one helpless here!”
We moved on, but we had to laugh about the whole thing!
