[[Stories in the [Bad Luck] series are standalone and unconnected except by theme. They can be read in any order]]
Cruising down the dark country road with the windows down I felt the cool night air flow over me, sweeping my long hair back. I smiled, basking in the sensations which were overstimulating my mind. I was normally so reserved, I couldn't believe I was actually doing this.
An hour earlier I had peeked cautiously out my door, studying my neighborhood. I wanted to make sure there was no one around to see me. After listening to the silence for several minutes I quickly stepped out, locking my door, and scampered over to my car. Normally this would not be such an adventure - going out for a drive in the middle of the night was one of my favorite activities especially as the air turned crisp in fall and I could drive with all my windows open.
The difference this time was my outfit. I had been so cautious because I had left my house completely naked. No covering of any kind, not even shoes. The plan was to go for a long, nude drive and just enjoy the stimulation on my bare skin. As well as the knowledge that every minute puts me further away from access to my clothes.
I don't know where the thought entered my head. As I said I was a very modest girl. Never wearing revealing swimsuits. Always making sure my shades were drawn in my bedroom. Not once touching myself for a lover to watch. Never before even considering an adventure such as the one I was on. But for some reason I'd decided to be bold, not a stitch of clothing on my body or even a blanket in case of an emergency. It was like the Universe was compelling me to escape the bonds of my inhibitions for a night and see what the reward might be. Until I returned home my body was exposed to the world.
Well, theoretically at least. Few people were on these back roads and they were lit only by the headlights of the cars on them. Which currently was only mine. I could pull over, lay out in the middle of the road, and touch myself to a screaming orgasm and no one would be the wiser. But I knew and it was turning me on.
My nipples were rock hard and it wasn't just due to the temperature. I had only one hand on the wheel as the other touched my pussy softly, gently teasing my libido and obscuring my better judgment. It was like discarding my clothes had freed me from my prison of shame. All kinds of naughty fantasies ran through my head, causing me to be lost in thought for far too long.
Which is probably why I didn't notice that I had a problem until suddenly the car sputtered and slowed to a stop.
I abruptly sat up, pulling my hand away from between my legs to place both on the wheel, looking around for the issue. Only then did the little warning light on the dash catch my eye. The one telling me I was low on fuel.
Or now completely out of fuel.
Oh God. What was I going to do? I was in the middle of nowhere, completely naked with no way to cover myself. There were houses every half mile or so out here, but there's no guarantee they'd have extra gas to help me. And I definitely didn't want to slink up to their front door in my birthday suit asking for a hand out, never mind potentially having to do it multiple times before I had success. Even the thought mortified me.
Then I remembered I had AAA. But still, that would mean someone seeing me naked. Even if I sat low in the car they'd be able to look in and at least see my chest. But what other choice did I have? Sit here and wait for a good samaritan? No one would come by until daylight at the earliest and then I'd have to drive home and expose myself to my neighborhood as I ran across my driveway and unlocked my door. I'd never be able to face my neighbors again, they'd think I was a dirty little harlot. Plus they'd forever know all the secrets of my body that I normally kept closed away properly. Shame continued to build inside me at putting myself in this position.
Finally giving in I dialed the number and sat back to wait. Sitting there unprotected from anyone that looked, I started to squirm as fear built inside me. What would the guy say when he found me? What if he tried to take advantage of me? Telling me what a naughty little girl I am before dragging me out by my hair, pushing me to my knees, and filling my mouth with his cock? Or worse bending me over the hood of my car and fucking me right in public, my cries of pleasure echoing into the night and drawing an audience to watch my degradation?
Suddenly, to my surprise, I realized I was getting wet thinking about all this. What did that say about me? Maybe I am just a wanton exhibitionist and never knew it. The lust in my mind again clouding my judgment I tilted my chair back, placing my feet up on the dash with my legs spread wide, before my hands began touching me once again.
My eyes shut as I was lost in the sensations. I tweaked my nipples, letting out sharp cries of pleasure into the night. I slowly caressed the folds of my moist slit, moaning lewdly as my orgasm built. My pelvis thrust up, providing a revealing show. All the shame of the night stoked the flames of my libido, driving my pleasure to heights I'd never felt before.
It all came crashing down by the sound of a knock on the side of my car. I gasped, my eyes bursting open only now realizing the headlights behind me illuminating the whole of my car and my shameful escapades inside. I quickly pulled my hands away from my most intimate parts, pulling my feet down, and slamming my legs together but the driver had already seen everything I had to offer and much more.
"Well. Don't stop on my account. You looked like you were having fun there hon."
