On the Road
written by:
nycbabe

Riding down the endless highway and I am bored out of my skull. I glance over at your handsome profile and try to talk but you cut me off telling me that I am ruining your concentration. You throw me a quick smile to take the sting from you words and drop your right hand on my bare left thigh. How many times have you done that? At least a thousand times. Feeling naughty, I move your hand up my thigh till it disappers under my skirt and encounters the lace on my panties. You don't change expression, eyes fixed on the road.

I reach over to change the music to something a little less jarring than the heavy metal you favor, trying to ignore the mere touch of your hand on my thigh makes me hot and bothered. I lean back and close my eyes, remembering the night before when we made mad passionate love...so eager to be together we left a trail of clothes behind us, making it as far as the hallway outside our bedroom door. I move your hand higher and higher still and slowly slide your long fingers over my pussy. The lightest touch and I shiver in pleasure. You say nothing. I open an eye and see you concentrating on your driving, as if your right hand has a mind of it's own. I put my hand on yours and begin to use it to touch myself. I rub my pussy with your hand and can feel my orgasm build. I slide one of your long fingers into my very wet pussy and it clamps down immediately. I moan, wishing it was your big cock moving in and out of my pussy. I am tickling my clit while you finger fuck me and I am trying to keep from making too much noise less I distract you from your driving, but it is no use. I cum hard and loud all over your hand, shaking with the sheer intensity of it. As it fades, I slowly open my eyes and notice two things. Your hard cock in your pants and the truck drive next to us. leering. Iook up at him and he smiles and toots his horn. I am embarassed, but titillated at the same time.

I figure I am done for now, but your finger is still in my pussy, moving around in and out and I feel that need to cum build again. I give up and move my hand to my clit again. This second orgasm takes longer to achieve. Just when I am about to give up, Your finger curves and I feel a sensation so amazing it is hard to explain. I glance at you and you are still ignoring the fact that you are wreaking havoc on all my senses. My breathing gets short and shallow, my nerves are tight and I am hanging on by a thread, and then I explode so much more than earlier I peak again and again loud cries erupting with each one. You take out you finger and I sag in my seat. I am gasping for breath, shaken to the core. I watch as you pull in to a rest station.

"Why are we stopping?" I finally manage to ask.

You merely unfasten your pants, pull out your long hard cock and push my head to your lap.