Andrea: Fuck she said to herself, trying to start the car, but it refused to go. Here she was stuck miles from anywhere, on a back road, with a car that had stopped. Her mobile phone was out of range, and it was pouring rain. She hopped out of the car, when she saw the lights of another car approaching. She ran in the middle of the road waving her arms, flagging down the car. The car pulled up, the driver wound down his window. My car just broke down, she said, can you give me a lift into town. OK he stammered. I hopped in the other side, and we took off. There's nothing open in town, he informed me, you'll have to wait untill morning. Oh great I thought to myself. We started chit chatting a bit, I found out his name was Jeff, he was 26 yo, single, owned his own house, and ran a fleet of trucks. There's a spare bedroom at my place, Jeff told Andrea, your welcome to stay, no strings attached. Normally I would be very cautious of this, but he seemed very genuine and honest, so I took Jeff up on his offer.

Jeff: We pulled into the garage at my house, we hopped out of the car, and wenrt inside, then my jaw hit the ground when I turned on the lights. I had clean forgot that I had washed all my lycra this morning, and my living room had lycra hanging up on a special clothes line, drying under the ceiling fans. I expected Andrea to freak out but instead she walked over to the lycra and started feeling all my garments. This is beautiful she said, touching, feeling, smeling all my tights leotards and catsuits. Are they all yours? Yes I stammered. Look Andrea, I'm not a rapeist or molester or anything bad like that, I just enjoy the feeling of lycra up against my skin. You don't understand she replied, I think this is great, I have some sheer pantyhose and some one peice swimsuits, but you've got everything I ever dreamed of having. I started to feel a little less embaressed, and walked to the living room and sat down. Can I try some of it on? Andrea asked. Be my guest, whatever you want, you can get changed in the. By the time I got there, she had ripped her top off and unhooked her bra, right there infront of me. She undid her jeans and slipped them off, then her panties. She had large breasts, with pink nipples, and a plump shaved mound. She grabbed a pair of black full footed nylon lycra tights, sat down next to me and slipped her feet ito them. She worked them up her calves, over her knees, up to her mid thighs. She stood up, her arse just inches from my face, pussy in full view, and pulled the tights up over her arse. She reefed them up nearly to her armpits. She turned around, the sean of the tights was wedged up firmly between her flaps, almost rubbing on her clit. She chose a leotard of shinny nylon lycra, bright green in colour, and slipped her hot body into it. She eased out all the creases, and ran her hands allover her tights and leotard. She sat on my lap on the couch, facing me, reached out and grabbed my hands, and placed them on her lycra covered breasts. My swelling tool was sticking out through my pants, and rubbing on her mound, as she kissed me passionatly, while I ran my hands all over her body.

She suddenly pulled her lips away, jumped off me, and ripped my pants off. She grabbed a pair of pink tights off the line, and worked my legs into them, giving my rock cock a bit of a tug, to tease it. She slipped my shirt off, and picked out a leotard. Within what seemed like seconds, I had a long sleeve leotard with rear zip, made of yellow nylon lycra, wrapped around my body. Andrea jumped on top of me in the 69er postion. She pulled the leotard tight up agaist my crotch, squeesing my balls out each side of the leotard. That's so you don't end my fun before I'm ready. Her pussy was soaking wet, Isucked the juices out of the leotard, while I ran my hands and mouth all over her body. She was squeesing my arse with one hand, squeesing my balls with the other, and giving me a blowjob through the lycra, I'd never seen that done before. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I ripped her tights open, to expose her pussy, and drove my tongue deep into it. She quivered with this, and her juices gushed out, her clitoris was swallon and extremly sensitive. Andrea ripped open my tights, and ate my power pole. Her lipstick covered lips, ran up and down my mast, I felt my balls tighten. A few seconds later, Andrea thrust my cock down her throat, making me pump a mouthful of warm slippery sperm down her throat. She swalloed it all, and sucked and wanked every last drop out, as I drove her into an orgasim with my tongue and fingers. We stood up, got a drink, and headed to my bedroom for round 2. We fucked each other untill the sun came up.