On The Road - MF, exh


We were on our way back from a vacation in Tuscon.  The highway
back towards Phoenix was long and lonely without even streetlights
to guide our way.  It was just the two of us, her and I, in that car
listening to the hum of the tires in the darkness.

I still don't know what got into her.  Maybe it was the isolation,
maybe it was night sky, or maybe it was her memories of the
fun we had had in our hotel room.  But she's always been
pretty wild and this was no exception.

What happened was that I was driving along, singing along to a
love song on the radio, when she stopped singing with me.  She
leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.  I couldn't help smiling
at her touch and kissed her back on the lips, keeping one eye on
the road.

Then I felt her hand slide down my stomach into my lap.  Her long,
delicate fingers began pulling down the zipper.  My first reaction
was to try to stop her hand as I whispered, "What are you, nuts?
I'm driving."

"Don't worry about," she giggled.  "We're on a straight road and
nobody's around."

That was true.  I could see for miles down the unbending
highway, and there weren't even any headlights in front or
behind me.  But my safety impulses were ringing like sirens and
I still tried to stop her.  Until her fingers managed to open my
pants and slide inside.

I gripped the wheel tighter as her hands burrowed inside my
briefs to touch my rod.  The soft flesh began to thicken as she
pulled my member out into the open and began to stroke it.

As her warm hands slid up and down the length of my cock,
it hardened almost immediately.  She leaned in close to kiss my
neck, sending shivers through my body that ended in the head
of my swollen rod.

"You can't hide from me," she whispered into my ear, her
warm breath tickling my cheek.  "Not here, not now.  You're
all mine and I can do what I want with you without you trying
to stop me."

I couldn't respond, frozen with arousal.  I was harder than I
could remember being, which was amazing considering I'd just
spent myself a few hours ago.  And she was right.  With my
hands on the wheel and my feet on the pedals, I was pretty much
at her mercy.  Not that I was complaining.

She continued to stroke me as she kissed my neck and cheek.
I began to groan with the pleasure her movements were
bringing.  She was always very good at hand-jobs.  She made
sure to squeeze the head to increase the sensations as well as
smear the droplets of precum oozing out of it onto her palms
for better lubrication.  Her other hand slid deeper into my
pants to begin massaging my balls.

Then her kisses trailed down my neck to my chest.  She
bent over, disappearing from my view, to nestle her head
between my body and the steering wheel.  I knew what was
coming, but still felt a jolt as I felt her warm, wet mouth
encircle my shaft.

She slid me into her mouth, sucking gently to draw me inside
deeper and deeper.  Her tongue curled up against the
underside of my shaft, its taste buds rasping against my skin.
As she pulled me further into her mouth, I couldn't hold
back a groan of pleasure.

Her head began to bob up and down in my lap, sliding me
between her delicate lips.  I looked down and saw only the
full, disshevelled tangle of her long, red hair.  And all I
could feel was the joy of her actions.  The road seemed to
blur.  All sights of the road sounds were fading away,
consumed by the pleasure from her movements.

Then a car's headlights glowed in my rear-view mirror.
The car passed me by, rolling past my window with the
low hum of its motor.  I tried to keep calm, pretending that
everything was normal even as my hands were rigid with
arousal on the steering wheel.

But she seemed to pick that exact moment to grow more
intense, sucking hard on my cock like a straw as she
twisted her tongue to encircle its head.  I grimaced and
grunted at the waves of ecstasy produced by her movement
just as the car roared by.  I could only hope they hadn't
seen me, but in reality the thought only excited me more.

When the car was gone, leaving only the redness of its
brakelights glowing in the distance, she stopped.
She blew outwards, pushing my cock out of her mouth.
When she had released me, she sat up and gave me a
wicked smile that I had come to recognize.

"Why should you have all the fun?" she asked, then kissed
me again.

She leaned back and unbuttoned her blouse.  Shrugging it
off exposed her upper body.  She wasn't wearing a bra, as
usual, so her small but perfectly conical breasts were fully
exposed.  The nipples were hardened and scarlet, as they always
seemed to be.  Either she was always hard or she was always
excited, I had never figured out which.  I guessed the latter.

She shifted in her seat, keeping an eye on me as she hooked her
thumbs on the waistband of her skirt.  I tried to keep watching the
road, but she was good at distracting me as she wiggled her hips
to slide off her skirt.  Her smooth, contoured body was almost
naked, except for her shoes and red panties. 

The latter was the next to go.  Her smile widened as she eased her
panties down her hips, thighs, and onto her ankles, where she
kicked them off.  She was now sitting naked on the seat next
to me, her body illuminated by the scarlet glow of the interior
lights.

I was still driving with my cock jutting from my open zipper,
and was just wondering what she had in mind when she
slid out of her chair.  I figured out what she had in mind
and lifted my hand off the steering wheel to let her through.
She's a small woman and was able to slide her legs under the
wheel over onto my thighs.  She was now perched in my lap,
facing the oncoming highway.

My cock was nestled between the cheeks of her naked ass, pushing
upwards into her warm crevice.  She sat there for a moment,
making me wait, teasing me as she shifted her hips from
side to side.  I bit my lip at the sensations of her massaging
my shaft.  She looked over her shoulder at me with a wicked
smile.

"Still worried about fucking and driving?" she asked me.

"Not anymore," I breathed.  "At least we'll die happy, right?"

She laughed and kissed me with one hand bent over to stroke
my face.  "That's the spirit.  Be adventurous."

Then she shifted her hips a little more, just enough so that the
head of my cock oozed into the moist, warm tunnel of her
cunt.  She shivered and raised herself up a little until I sank
deep into her, then she sat down and pushed me inside her all
the way to the hilt.

She braced her hands on the door and the passenger seat
and began to lift herself up and down, sliding me in and out.
She hummed softly with ecstasy as I began to buck my hips
to meet her.

The car shifted a little to the left as I convulsed from the
pleasure.  Even as I tried to keep the car steady, I knew
we were in trouble.  It was hard to see with her in front of
me.  Her warm, curvaceous body restricted the movement
of my arms.  Plus, the sensations coursing through me
kept me from concentrating on the road.  If anything had
happened, we would surely have been killed.

But I didn't care.  It wasn't just that I was loving every
thrust of my rod into her hot slit.  It wasn't just her
bestial whimpers and grunts as she bounced in my lap.
It was the danger that thrilled me, that made it all the more
exciting.  Just the thought that what we were doing was
inexcuseably reckless, that we might be killed at any
moment, made my skin tingle all over and my balls to
boil.

She must have felt it too because her playful manner was
gone.  She meant business now.  Her entire body was
rigid as she bounced up and down, up and down, the
bottoms of her legs slapping against her thighs.  The
muscles in her arms were stiff as she used them to
drive me into her, over and over again.  Her breathing
was nothing but a series of short gasps, "huh huh" over
and over again that was in time with her ride.

Then her voice rose to a squeal.  I couldn't hold back
any longer.  My entire body froze, every muscle devoted
to the single task of shooting my seed into her cunt.
The car veered to the right suddenly, the tires squealing,
but I was only vaguely aware of it.  I was only aware of
the woman perched on top of me, squeezing every ounce
of pleasure out of me with the tight silky walls of her
pussy.  My foot was jammed down on the gas, sending
the engine roaring.

I don't know how long that lasted, but the next thing I
knew, I was looking at a pair of headlights rushing
towards us as a horn blared.  And I could hear her
screaming.  I yanked the car back into the proper lane,
crushing my lover a little in the process.  We screeched
back into our lane.  The car howled by, its horn still
wailing.

I pulled the car off onto the shoulder.  When we had
come off the road, I hit the brakes and coasted to a stop.
I put the car into park.  She and I sat there for a few
seconds, breathing heavily and trembling against each
other.  I'm still not sure if it was the near-fatal accident
or the afterglow that gave us the shakes.  Maybe both.

When she was calmer, she lifted herself off my cock
and crawled into the seat next to me.  She left behind
a pool of cum in my lap.  Quietly, she pulled on her
clothes.  When she had finished buttoning the very
last button on her blouse, she looked at me.

She smiled and said, "Wow.  That was incredible.  We've
gotta do that again sometime."

I reached out with a shaky hand and put the car back
into gear.  "Yeah.  But next time, let's pick a time
when the car isn't in motion, okay?"

She stuck her tongue out at me.  "Spoilsport."