After the Truck Stop and your interesting time in the Ladies’ room, you said that you want to drive for a while. When we get back to the car, you open your bag and find a clean pair of panties.
Looking around to make sure no one is watching; you pull off your damp thong and change into a dry pair. “Wow. You really are in a brave mood today. First the rest stop, and now here in the parking lot. Are you trying to attract attention from the truckers?” I ask laughing.
You straighten your skirt, climb in the driver’s seat and adjust it. “I could pull my tit’s free as I’m driving, but I don’t want to cause any accidents.” You playfully respond.
The sun is getting lower in the sky as we get on the highway. As you pass the road signs, you calculate how many hours it will take to get to the hotel. You sigh at the thought of arriving and checking after it’s already dark.
“What’s a matter? Why the long sigh?” I ask. “Oh nothing, I just realized that we won’t get to the hotel until after it's dark. I wanted to check in and walk around the town. I know it’s just a little tourist trap, but…” “I know. You want to see if there are any seasonal specials. We can do that tomorrow. We have the whole weekend, if you want.” I say. “I thought we were going to….” You start. “My love. I took enough time off, that we can relax, spend a couple of extra days in the hotel, and not worry about anything else.” I reassure you.
You lean towards me and turn your head, and I kiss your lips. “I’m glad. I think we need some time just to ourselves.” You say as you lean back in the seat and relax your grip on the steering wheel.
The traffic on the highway is lighter than you expected, so you turn up the music on the radio. It is all “Oldies” and “Classic Rock”. I start singing along to some of the songs, and I rest my hand on your thigh. “What are you doing?” you ask. “I thought ‘turnabout’ was fair play.” I comment wickedly.
“Maybe later lover. There are still other cars on the highway, and you don’t want to distract me.” You respond. I remove my hand from your thigh. “Ok, then I guess I will just have to occupy myself as you drive.”
You hear me click my seat-belt, undo my pants and slide them down. My soft dick and bare ass are full exposed as I re-latch the seat-belt. “Mmmm you are right. The warm seats feel good on a bare ass.” “Are you really going to do that while I drive?” you ask. I turn the radio down and start stroking myself. “What? I am just doing a little something to occupy my time.”
You keep focused on the road, but from time to time you glance down and see my hard cock. I cup my balls with one hand and slowly stroke it with the other. “Can I try, something?” you ask. “Of course, Love.” I say removing my hands as my cock stands fully from my lap.
You shift lanes so you are in the passing lane, and then reach one hand and grip me firmly. As you accelerate to pass a large commercial truck, you move my cock as if you were shifting gears. Forward, back, and to each side. “Mmmm That’s different.” I comment.
“Just wait. I think I remember the pattern. First gear.” And you move it hard to the left. “Second gear” you pull it back. You accelerate a bit more, “Third gear.” As you pass the truck, you pull my cock back hard. “Fourth Gear…….And now Overdrive.” You hit the accelerator harder and jerk my cock all the way to the right and up.
We hear the trucker blow his horn. From the rear-view mirror, you can see him smiling as you move ahead of him.
You release your grip and put both hands on the steering wheel again. “Do you think he liked that?” you ask. “I wasn’t expecting that. It is a good thing I wasn’t lubed, or I would have cum already.” I say slowly stroking it with a lighter grip. “Awww did I hurt it?” you ask in an exaggerated tone. “If you weren’t driving, I would have you kiss it and make it better. But I will take it from here.” I lick my palm and slowly rub around the tip. “Are you really going to jerk off as I drive?” “Why not, you played with your pussy and offered to suck me as I drove. Do you want me to play with your pussy as you drive?”
You look around, counting the vehicles on the road. “Not yet.” You say in a distracted tone. “Okay. You drive and I’ll just amuse myself.” And I start stroking myself with long slow strokes.
“Maybe I will pull next to the next big truck and let you give them a show.” You say joking. “Do what you want.” I respond and close my eyes, stroking a bit faster.
You notice my fingers playing with the tip, working it like a pair of lips. The motion reminds you a bit of what you did at the Truck Stop. “Are you fantasizing about having your cock sucked at the ‘glory hole’.” I am breathing a bit harder. “Yes, imagining you, on your knees, taking me through the wall.” I grip my shaft and then work around the tip, my eyes still closed.
There is another large truck ahead. You move to the passing lane but don’t accelerate too fast. “Tell me more.” You say.
You drop a hand to your lap, under your dress, and softly rub your crotch. The dry cloth feels good against you as you rub.
“You don’t know it’s me, so you talk dirty to me like I am a total stranger. You tell me that you’ll suck me, but your pussy is for your husband.” My cock is so stiff as I say this. “What if you offer to pay me to fuck my ass though the hole?” you say in a seductive tone. “If you slide your money through the hole, I will press my ass against wall and let you fuck me.”
I stroke more slowly and grip more tightly. “Yea, I can imagine it. Your dress raised up; your cheeks spread wide as you back up against strange cock.” You can imagine it too, as you rub your pussy a bit harder. “Tell me how my tight ass feels.” You say in a breathless voice.
You are slowly passing the truck and almost lined up with the driver’s cab. I grip the tip of my cock firmly and move my hand down while I have a tight grip. “Your ass is so tight. I just want to cum in it.” I say breathing harder. “Then cum. Shoot your jizz into my slutty asshole. Be the faceless stranger who’s cum drips from my ass.” You say in a firmer tone.
I pump my cock and spurt all over my hand. The trucker yells “Yea Boy! Look at that!” and blows his horn. I open my eyes and grab a napkin from the glove box to wipe myself clean.
You put both hands on the wheel again and pull ahead of him. He tries to come closer, but you accelerate and pull away. I lean over and kiss you. “Did you enjoy that as much as I did?” I ask. “You will have to wait until we get to the hotel to find out. Now pull up your pants before someone else sees you.”
You squeeze your thighs together for a second. “In the hotel room, I might have something special for you.” You say, thinking of the various role-playing games we can do. “I can’t wait.” I say as I finish fastening up and relaxing. I turn the radio back up and we enjoy the rest of the drive to the hotel.
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