Disclaimer – Some of the actions taken in this story are not safe. We were being very stupid and reckless, and while it was fun, and turned out ok, there was also a lot of potential for it not to. Please be safe.
This story takes place about 20 years ago during the time in which my wife and I were either newly married, engaged, or just dating. Our hormones seemed to be through the roof at the time (mine still are) and we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. When we were alone together, it seemed like making out and fooling around was the activity of choice and we’d spend hours making out, getting handsy, and having sex.
We were headed to her parent’s house for a long weekend, probably a holiday, but I don’t remember which holiday. The drive out there was roughly 5 hours from where we lived while we were going to college. As I mentioned above, when we were alone together usually meant we were making out. Since we were driving though, we would try and behave. What this normally meant was we’d start the drive out and I’d have my hand on her leg. Usually lightly caressing it, no sexual overtones, just a loving caress, but then again, I was somewhere between 19-21 so while I wasn’t being overtly sexual, that’s definitely where my mind was.
The more we drove the more my hand started to wander away from just resting on her leg to caressing, to caressing with intention. Eventually, my hand wasn’t really on her leg anymore, but between them, rubbing her pussy through her pants as we drove on down the highway. The more she would respond the more I wanted, and the more I attempted to get. I unbuttoned her pants, and worked the zipper down allowing me to slip my hand into her pants, and under her panties. She got so wet too, I rubbed her clit and let my fingers glide through her wetness as we went along.
The hornier she got the more risks we’d take, and every once in a while she’d turn and we’d kiss, me attempting to keep my eyes on the road. The short kisses turned into longer kisses, and not wanting to stop kissing kisses. So she turned in her seat so she was more or less facing her window with her back to me. She then leaned back until she was reclined against me her face just below mine. In my mind this worked perfect as I could easily keep my right hand down her panties fingering her, and we could make out and I could still keep my eyes on the road.
We drove like that for long stints at a time, one constant makeout session while fingering her. She’d occasionally sit back up and we’d go back to normal driving and talking, but it always came back around. On most trips this is how we’d spend the drive and by the time we’d get to her parent’s house we were both so worked up it was pretty much guaranteed we’d have sex that night. This trip was different though. We were both getting so worked up that as we drove along all we wanted to do was have sex. It didn’t take long before I spotted signs indicating there was a roadside park ahead and when we reached it, we pulled in.
I found a discreet place to park and soon we were both climbing into the back seat of the car. My pants were around my ankles and her pants were off and laying on the seat beside us. I was sitting against the seat and she straddled me, guiding my cock into her wet pussy and lowering herself onto me. She rode me in the back seat of the car as I rubbed her clit and it didn’t take long before we were both announcing our orgasms. She rode me as I unloaded inside of her pussy.
We cleaned up the best we could, gathering our clothes up and getting dressed again before climbing back into the front to continue our journey.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jhhsmk/rest_stop_fun_mf
Great story for any married couple.. or new coupled