After driving for so long, everything starts to blur together. Sign after sign floats by overhead, pointing off to some little town or natural reserve. The mountains are beautiful, but there's something almost hypnotizing about the wide expanses of trees and rock face after a while. "We might have to stop soon, I'm starting to get a little tired. " I sigh. "Unless you want to drive?" It's unfortunate, the sun is still high in the sky and there's plenty of daytime left. But I'm exhausted. "No, I'm a little tired too." I can see your reflection as you gaze out the window at the passing rock walls, "Hm…" you hum, looking out the window, "We shouldn't have stayed up so late last night. I was hoping we'd make it there tonight." "I can't help myself whenever you transform into my little slut!" I laugh, "I was ready to go to bed." Your eyes peek over, "Sometimes I don't know what comes over me." Mmm, that raspy drop in your voice, it really does something to me. "Well, I know what comes into you…" I start, but stop. Yeah, that was pretty lame. I think to myself. "That…was pretty lame." you say, and we both laugh at ourselves. Another mile passes by, and you suck in your breath, like you're about to say something. I glance over, and see your knees pushing together, as if holding something back. You squirm a bit. "You know," your voice is little more than a whisper, "I might be able to keep you going just a little while longer."
An anticipatory pause. I'm half processing what you're saying, while still paying attention to the stretch of empty highway in front of me. Your hand slips over to my thigh, rubbing inward towards the fly of my pants. Oh…I like where this is going. No, I love it. A fantasy of mine that I barely remember except when I'm driving, and except for this trip, it's never seemed a safe time to explore it. My blood feels a little thicker in my veins, a bit hotter. My cock begins to stir as you pull down the zipper of my jeans, leaning over to kiss my arm. Your dark red nails disappear into the opening, finding my cock immediately (fucking perfect day to go commando!). You pull out your prize, which grows thicker and fuller by the second. Click. Ziiiip. The unbuckling of the seatbelt is music to my ears. My hand falls down to the seat controls and I slide myself back a little. You twist your body until your knees are on the seat. Your perfect, round butt pointed up and hand laying on my thigh. "Babe," you ask, "tell me if it's too distracting." Like hell I will, I think. "I will." I say. You take me into your mouth.
It's a strange feeling at first. My natural inclination is to relax back and allow myself to fully indwell in the moment – like every other time you wrap your little whore mouth around my cock. But, no – I have to concentrate on the road. My thoughts turn to jelly, but my eyes remain trained on the road. Your spit wets my cock as you love it with your mouth, sucking and licking in a way that is a testament to the practice you've had with pleasing my cock. As you continue, I reach over and pull your dress up, revealing your round ass. Perfectly bare. "You little fucking slut." I spank that lovely derriere with a single, solid SMACK. You laugh while pushing down my cock. Fuck yes. I push up with my waist a bit. You push down harder. I swerve just a bit, but return to my lane. The road is still empty ahead of me, and only a lone truck is seen in the rear view mirror. Okay. "I want you to keep your mouth open. Don't suck in." I squeeze your ass for good measure. With the flick of a switch, I put the car in cruise, planting my feet on the floor for leverage. I grab a handful of your curls with my free hand and began to fuck your dirty mouth. You gargle and began to breath heavy in excitement as my cock slams against the back of your throat. I keep my eyes on the road like a laser, imagining those fucking lovely tears you get in your eyes when I fuck your face like it's your wet pussy. You keep your mouth open like I told you and your spit slides down my cock. I stop, replant my feet as I shift my weight a bit. You twist to accommodate my new, better angle. I begin thrusting, and you let out a long moan that vibrate with each push of my cock. "Harder," you mouth around my cock. I happily oblige, making sure to twist your head just how I like it. You cough a bit and spit as I give a short series of thrusts. Eyes on the road, mind ablaze. I pull your head back. Your hand grabs my cock. I sink two fingers into your mouth, and you latch onto them with your lips. I pull them out and push your head down to lay against my thigh, and reach back to your little puckered hole. My fingers wet it in a little circle. And then I push – a bit of resistance at first, until you let me in. Your moan is muffled against my jeans as I finger your hungry little hole. As I see the next exit sign approaching "Nantucket Rd. Exit 98", I merge over to take a quick detour. I turn right off the exit, speed down the straight and narrow road. You sit back against the passenger car door, glancing out the window. "Where are you going?" you ask, catching your breath. "No idea." I say through an teasing smile. "Mmm, let me know when we get there." You put a foot on the dashboard, opening up your legs to that beautiful, swollen pussy. It looks ripened like a fruit begging to be eaten. You play with it as you watch me through narrowed eyelids. A sign appears on the right side of the road, "Branton Valley Forest and Nature Reserve". They better have some damn privacy – I turn the car into the exit, disappearing between the dense trees. Your left foot creeps over and plays with my still erect cock. Fuck, I can hardly fucking drive any fucking more. Fuck. The word envelops every other thought.
A few twists and turns, and we seem sufficiently tucked away. I find a small dirt pull-off and park. "Get out of the car, you little slut," I growl as I unbuckle my seat belt and exit. You smile and continue rubbing your juicy little clitoris – "Yes. Sir." I open your door and help you out. I pull you out and pull down your dress, "Madam, have some decency." I reprimand. "I can be quite the wild thing." Oh, yes you can be. A deep kiss and we walk. Well, we try to walk – but, damn it I can't wait. Looking around, I find a slightly bulbous and heavily bent tree. Perfect. In fact, not only perfect, but…inspirational. I really like that bend… Damn it, this is what you do to me – even the trees look like fucking sex incarnate. "Over here," I bring you over. The fire in our eyes take a moment to enjoy each other, and then I push you down over the bend in the tree. "Now be a good whore and open up those legs." Your legs shuffle out as you arch up your ass. I lift up your dress and lay a hefty smack on your bottom. You draw a sharp breath. Another one for good measure, and I get down on one knee. My tongue traces around the folds of your femininity as I slowly push my mouth against you. You moan lightly and arch higher, allowing me access to everything. I envelop my face, going crazy with the smell of your sex, your ass, your juices. As I lick and suck, you gyrate your hips – sometimes up and down quickly, and then in slow circles. My warm breath makes your sex feel warmer. I push my nose against your sensitive, puckered asshole, as my tongue searches your every crevice. Your quivering lets me know you are hungry. I stand up and grab your waist. My shaft slips inside of you with no resistance, you're so fucking wet for me in this moment. At last, I consummate my building pleasure that has been building – my cock feels it has been waiting for this moment for an eternity. I push you forward, to stand against the tree. Pulling your arms back, I hook my left arm through them, making you mine. My right hand curls around your throat, grasping just tight enough to give me the leverage I need to fuck you deep and fuck you lovely. You moan loudly as I thrust into you again and again. I wonder if anyone can hear us? How far are we from civilization? The thought disappears as soon as it comes, as my mind is unable to stay focuses on anything else but you, mine. "Tell me what you like," I growl into your ear with a few thrusts that lift you up to your tip toes. "Ohhhh," you shudder and moan, "Your fucking cock…in my little, ahh…my…ahhh….little wet cunt." Your hand finds my side and grasps it tightly, nails digging in. I draw you closer to me, "Your….little wet cunt?" You grin, "Mmmmm, no. It's all yours." I pull out and turn you around, "Don't you fucking forget it, you little slut." I pick you up and seat you on the crook of the tree. The soft bark is cool to the touch. I drop my pants and step out of my shoes, stepping forward between your legs. My arms hold your legs as you drape your hands over my shoulders. I push myself into you, as we look deep into each other, imprisoned by one another's stare. This is new, and different, and so fucking hot. Your arms are squeezed around my neck so tight I can barely breathe. I cradle your body in my arms so you are leaning back as I continue to penetrate your swollen pussy. You're so wet, it's fucking incredible. I pull out for a moment — catching your breath, your eyes meet mine. "I don't want to cum yet." I tell you, as the cool breeze of the forest brushes against the juices sliding down my cock. "Okay," you breath, "then let's do something a little slower."
You push off the tree with a jump, and get down on all fours on the grassy floor. As you arch your ass up, you look back with a mischievous grin. That beautiful, little puckered rosette waits for me. I get down on my knees on the grass. It's surprisingly soft and cool to the touch. "It's like you can read my fucking mind.", I exclaim as I position myself behind you. Not that my relatively simple everyday desire to fuck your every beautiful little hole is difficult to pick up on. "Let's start slow," you suggest, "and I want you to fuck my ass like you fucked m-" You can't finish your sentence as the head of my cock presses against and then into your asshole, a beautiful invasion. Your head bows to the ground as I, ever so slowly, push the full length of my cock between your voluptuous butt cheeks. "Fuuuck." I groan. I let my cock sit there for a while, as your body learns to love it. I squeeze your waist as I pull out a bit, then push. I sit a while longer, as we embrace this moment of connection. Your head comes up again and you spread your legs a bit. I start to fuck your ass, using my knees to keep your legs spread beautifully wide. Your asshole is so tight, it's perfect. Just perfection. Absolutely fucking perfection. A handful of hair and I pull. I tweak to a nipple. A smack to the ass. A wandering finger reaching around to push against your clit. Your sensations come constantly and in different forms as I continue. Fuck, I can feel it the sensation welling up. I use my weight to press you down against the grass. "Bring your legs together," I tell you, lifting a knee to allow it. The tightness of your asshole is doubled when you bring your legs together, as well as the length I feel, as my cock rubs against your inner check. I fuck your little ass harder, and you begin to make sounds as though you're speaking a long-forgotten language. The beautiful sound of my balls slapping against your bouncy ass mixes with the shuddering of the trees around as a sudden wind rushes around us. "Ugh…yaaa," you press your face into the earth and groan your pleasures into the ground. The pressure builds. I feel like a human volcano, my mind turning to mush and my body becoming electric. "…Oh…fuckin…uahhhhhhhh," I pull my throbbing cock out of your ass and explode onto your back. And again. And what the hell, one more time for good measure. The cum is warm and thick, clinging to your back and refusing to slide down. Oh, but I can tell something else… My hand pushes between your leg and finds your clits. I rub in small circle a few time — your legs open. My finger dives inside to find your special spot. It's barely 15 seconds and your legs begin to shudder as you erupt one last time. It's almost like art — a long, body-overtaking twist, followed by silence, broken only by the croak of a frog from what I can assume is a nearby lake. I lay down next to you, planting a deep kiss between your shoulder blades as I squeeze your ass
A few moments pass, and you turn to me. "What now?" you ask. "Well, I suppose we should get back on the road. We still have a ways to go." We make our way back to the car, and get inside. "You know," you quip, as we exit the reserve and get back on the highway, "this is definitely the first time we've had sex in Tennessee." A smile creeps across my face, "Oh, I like this game. Georgia is probably two hours away." "Fuck," you laugh, "I'm not sure I'll be ready by then." "Luckily, Georgia is a pretty long drive." "And boring as hell," you remind me. I chuckle as I merge into the fast lane on the highway. Nearly two hours later, you're tuckered out and fallen asleep, your head cradled in your seatbelt. You miss the welcome sign, "Georgia — The Peach State." — immediately drawing to mind the hot little pink spot between those legs. As you sleep, I began to plan our next sexual escapade.
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