Road Trip! [MF]

A few years ago my grandmother had a bit of a health scare, prompting a trip up to see that side of my family. Having gotten a new job that actually gives vacation time and located a bit closer to their part of the country than where I was, I figured that I would take a week or so to go up and see my grandparents, aunts and uncles, and cousins. As an added benefit, I would be driving through the city that my older sister, Laura, was in for the summer, allowing for a reunion as I had not seen her in almost a year. I had to work Friday night, so I figured that I would drive the ten hours to my sisters place on Saturday, spend through Monday with her, and then drive the remaining eight hours to my grandparents. I had already cleared the plan with everyone involved, and was looking forward to visiting family. 

Early Saturday morning, I dropped my dog off with my friend that volunteered to watch her while I was gone, and I hit the road. The driving was largely uneventful, but I enjoy being on the road and having the feeling like I was tethered to nothing else in the world. I felt free, and I would be lying if I said that the fantasy of just disappearing did not cross my mind, but mostly I just absorbed that elusive feeling of unadulterated control that I had in that moment. After about ten hours, I arrived at my sister’s house. I grabbed my bag out of my back seat and knocked on her door.

“Oh my God! I’m so glad you are here!” my sister exclaimed when she opened the door.

She gave me a huge hug and showed me the couch where I would be spending the next few nights. I tossed my bag down and stretched my arms and back, a bit stiff from being in the car for so long.

“You hungry at all?” Laura asked me.

“A bit but not too bad. I don’t think I’ve been moving enough to get really hungry.” 

“Alright, that works. I’ve got some leftover Chinese and pizza in the fridge if you just want to munch.”

“Dude, that sounds perfect.”

I opened her fridge and took out the cold pizza while we started talking about what had been happening the past year. I told her about my job, a girl that I had been seeing but then she moved and I hadn’t really been seeing anyone else since, and even about some of the places that I was volunteering at. She told me about her work in grad school, she showed me the paper that she had just gotten published, and was going on about a recent vacation that she had taken to the coast. We laughed about each other’s stories, and when I was done with my dinner, Laura suggested that we go out for a drink or two. My sister did not have a car, and while downtown was only about a mile from her house, it was raining fairly hard. 

“I don’t mind driving,” I said to her.

“No, come on it will be fun. Let’s just walk downtown. I have umbrellas for us.” She replied.

“Alright, let’s do this.” I snickered.

My sister was always up for weird and fun ideas like this, and more often than not they turned out to be really enjoyable experiences. We walked through the rain, the umbrellas helping to keep us dry, but not nearly enough leaving us moderately soaked when we got to the first bar. We ordered drinks and continued to catch up while sitting there. After finishing our drinks, we went  to a different bar where there was live music playing. It was a nice bar, especially for a college town. Walking down the street I could see that there was no shortage of douchebags that were out, yet this place was filled with what seemed to be normal people. The place was pretty crowded though and we could not find a table that was open.

“Hey! Do you guys want to share this table with us?” 

I looked around and saw a tall bearded man sitting at a table with who I assumed was his girlfriend. They looked friendly enough, and there’s was the only table being offered.

“Sure. Thanks so much.” I replied. “I’m Mark and this is my sister Laura.”

“Great to meet you guys. I’m Rick and this is Cindy,” the large man said to us.

Laura and I sat at the table and began to talk to the generous couple. After ordering drinks and getting to know this couple, it was apparent that while they were very nice people, Rick and Cindy were not very smart or interesting. We sat with them for another half hour or so, and luckily, they decided that they were going to head home. Laura and I left shortly after they did. 

“What now?” Laura turned to me.

The truth was that I was pretty tired from the drive and was ok with going to bed, but I didn’t want to spoil the night. 

“I’m good with whatever.”

“How does a little bit of pool sound?” Laura asked.

While I was a bit surprised that she would suggest it, I readily agreed. I am not anywhere close to good at pool, but I play often enough to where I will not make a fool of myself and will occasionally make a tough shot. Laura on the other hand, used to never play pool at all, thus my surprise at the suggestion. We made our way to the next bar on the list. If the bar with the live music was surprisingly classy, this bar looked like it was the entrance into a sea of sluts, assholes, and dickweeds. We entered, and found the pool table in the back. I was confused because it was literally the only pool table in the bar, and most bars have a few, but I shrugged it off.

“You rack them and I will go get us drinks. Do you have any cash though?” Laura asked me.

“Yeah, no problem,” I said as I handed her the $30 in my wallet. 

I cashed in the two ones that I kept for quarters for the table. I set up the game and waited for my sister to get back with the drinks. Not long after this, a group of about eight people came up to the pool table. Most of them were pretty wasted, but there was a girl and two guys that seemed to be coherent. 

“You going to play?” The girl asked.

“Yeah I am. Sorry. I’m waiting for my sister to get back with drinks.”

“Oh no worries. Can we get next game?”

I nodded. Satisfied with the conversation the girl went back to her friends. During the course of our brief interaction, I did have time to notice that she was extremely attractive. She was on the shorter side, probably about 5’4” or so, shoulder length brown hair, a pierced nose and small hoops that went all the way up the her ears. She was wearing a somewhat revealing black shirt that had large openings for her arms, showing off the strapless black lace bra that she had underneath. Her breasts were about a B cup, but her slender figure as well as the outfit she had on accentuated them nicely. She had fashionably ripped up jean shorts on and was wearing flip flops on her feet. My initial thought was that she wanted to look cute and go out, but was not actively seeking anyone at the bar. I waited around awkwardly for about five minutes, waiting for my sister to come back, eventually trying to break into her group’s conversation to pass the time. The girl I had talked to noticed that my sister was still not back, and I was starting to wander over to her and her friends.

“Are you sure you have a sister? I mean hanging out at a pool table to meet cool people like us is a strategy, but you should definitely come up with a better cover story.” She said, walking over to me.

“Oh you are so right. I just rack a game of pool at the beginning of the night and wait for someone to really want to play and bam. I now have a new friend.” I jested back.

She smiled at me. “I’m Emily.”

“Mark. Nice to meet you.” I took her outstretched hand and shook it. “I’m going to go check the bar though. Make sure that my sister has not fallen into a ditch or something.”

I went to the bar where within fifteen seconds, I found Laura hitting on about three guys at once. She saw me and looked like she had totally forgotten that I was there. She came over, and so did two of the guys that she was talking to. 

“Hey, Mark. You mind if John and Will play doubles with us?”

I looked at the two guys standing next to her. To say that they looked dumber than a box of rocks would be an insult to rocks worldwide, and I knew that no matter what I said, they would be coming with us. I sighed and turned back towards the back of the bar where the table was. 

The game began and I already knew that it was going to be terrible. Both Will and John were from New Jersey, and they did a fantastic job of embodying every stereotype from that terrible state. John thought that it was necessary to explain the game of pool to me in excruciating detail while Will was making out with my sister. They were taking five to ten minutes in between shots because they decided to show off for Laura and “show her the proper way to hold a cue”. About halfway through the game Laura and Will disappeared, I assume to the bathroom to have a quick fuck, leaving me with John. The group that was waiting for the table began to get impatient with his continued antics. Luckily, he left to go smoke, leaving me with Emily and her friends.

“Wow. I’m really sorry about that. I had no idea that my sister has such awful taste in dudes.” I say to Emily. “Table is all yours.”

“Well if you want to play with us, you are more than welcome. We only have three who want to play right now.” Emily said.

“Awesome. Thanks so much.”

We played a game, and throughout, Emily and I started flirting more and more. We were laughing about the Jersey guys, terrible shots we were taking, and overall having a great time. As the night went on, Emily and I were talking almost exclusively to each other. Her friends were still there but it was obvious that we had a connection. Soon, though, it was close to 2 am when the bars close. I had not seen Laura since she left with Will about an hour before.

“Any idea where your sister is?” Emily asked.

I checked my phone to see if I had a text from her. “Nope.” I said as I looked at the bare screen. 

“Well if she doesn’t come back, you can…”

Emily was interrupted by my now extremely drunk sister stumbling into the pool table. 

“So I met these guys and they are having an after party. You have to come. I feel like we’ve barely hung out at all. It’s gonna be so much fun. Please come!” Laura babbled at me.

I looked at Emily who shrugged. “I guess we could go for a bit.” Emily said.

Laura looked at Emily like she did not even realize that she was there. “Oh. Sorry. It’s not my party and so I feel weird bringing a ton of people. I just got the ok for my brother.”

“Oh yeah. No. Of course.” Emily quickly tried to backtrack. 

“Ok. Well cool. We’ll meet you out front.” And my sister was gone.

I turned to Emily. “Well that sucks. I was hoping that we could hang out some more.”

“Me too. You should give me your number so that way we can maybe meet up before you leave for your grandparents.”

I smiled and typed my number into her phone. She took her phone back and put it in her purse.

“I’ll make sure to text you tomorrow.” Emily said.

We got to the front of the bar said goodbye, her turning one way to go to her car and me staying out front waiting for my ride. Emily took a step away from me, then rapidly retreated and planted her lips on mine. She kissed softly but passionately, and I tasted her strawberry lip gloss as her tongue briefly entered my mouth. 

“See you tomorrow, hopefully.” She said, exiting out from under the awning and into the rain.

“Definitely.” I responded.

The long wait for my sister and her posse of after party goers was underway. I waited about seven minutes, and then I called Laura. She did not pick up her phone. I waited a few more minutes and tried calling again. Still no luck. By this point, the streets were emptying, the bars were all closed, I was starting to think that my sister had ditched me. I waited five more minutes and called again. This time her phone went straight to voicemail. I reached into my other pocket, pulling out my wallet. 

“A cab can’t cost too much seeing as we were not very far from her house,” I mumbled to myself. 

I opened my wallet and found it bare. That was when I remembered that had given Laura all of my cash for drinks.

“Fuuuuuuuuck!!!” I shouted to the empty streets. 

I started to walk back to Laura’s house through the rain, although with the umbrellas that she had every so nicely left me with. I trudged through the puddles, even more pissed at myself than with Laura because I didn’t ask for Emily’s number, she just had mine. After walking only a block or two, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I saw that it was from a number I did not recognize, and was hoping that it was my sister using someone else’s phone to call me. 

“Hello?” I said.

“Need a lift?” answered a familiar voice.

I looked around and saw a car that was parked with the window rolled down across the street. I walked over to it and was greeted by the smiling face of Emily.

“Wow am I glad to see you. How come you’re still here? Not that I’m complaining that is.”

“Your sister seemed like she was kind of a flake, so I was about halfway home when I thought that I should double back and make sure she actually got you. I’m glad I did. Hop in.”

I entered the car. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how grateful I am.”

“No problem.” Emily said. Then she leaned over and kissed me deeply on the lips. Our kiss evolved from nice and romantic to wild and passionate within seconds. My hands reached out towards her, caressing her stomach through her shirt then moving down past her hip to her bare leg. Emily pulled away from me, leaving me wanting so much more.

“We should probably get back to my place so we can continue this,” she said, grinning.

Emily’s house was located about ten minutes from the bar, and the whole time neither of us could keep our hands to ourselves. Her hand began on my knee, then she stroked my leg making her way to my already erect dick which was pushing against my jeans. Her fingers danced over the bulge in my pants, making it grow even larger. I watched a devious grin appear on her face while she pretended to be concerned with the driving and nothing else. I countered by lightly tracing over the inside of her thighs, causing her to shudder in anticipation of what was coming. We arrived at her house not a moment too soon. I exited the car and went around to her side to meet her while she gathered her purse and jacket. I pulled her into me, kissing and biting her bottom lip, and then nibbling down her neck. The rain was soaking through our clothes, but neither of us cared. My mouth arrived at the neckline of her shirt and I paused to look at her. The rain had caused her shirt to cling to her figure, turning me on immensely. I could slightly see her nipples poking through the wet fabric. I wanted her, and I wanted her then. 

Emily took me by the hand and led me into her house. She wasted no time in shedding her wet clothes by the front door, leaving her in only her underwear. Her light brown nipples were shrunken and pointed in reaction to the cold rain that they were exposed to. I glanced down to the black and white striped boy shorts she was wearing. The entire way that she was posed in her front hallway screamed that she was a very confident woman. There was no half-hearted attempt to cover herself. She knew exactly what she wanted and was not afraid to get it. 

“I’m waiting.” Emily said with a grin and a bit of fake impatience. 

Without a word I stripped down to my boxers, but with my extra exposure to the elements, my boxers were not any drier than the rest of my attire. Regardless, my dick was pointed straight out in front of me and was not hidden at all. I walked towards her when she stopped me.

“That will never do. I don’t want drips all over my floor.” Emily said snickering.

With a defiant stare, I slipped my boxers down my legs so that I was standing naked in her house. 

“Much better.” Emily stated.

She seductively walked over to me, exaggerating the swinging of her hips, hypnotizing me with each step. She stood up on her tiptoes to kiss my neck while her hand stroked my erect dick. Holding on to it, she turned around and led me to her bedroom. Emily dropped to her knees and shortly I felt warmth as my cock was engulfed by her mouth. Her tongue swirled around my tip as her hand gently fondled my balls. Her mouth dropped further onto my dick, bobbing her head as she took it. A slight moan escaped my lips when she took my entire length down her throat. Encouraged by the sound, Emily continued, until I thought I was going to burst. I pulled her up and pushed her over onto her bed.

“My turn,” I growled.

I dropped on top of her, aggressively kissing her neck down to her perky tits. My tongue circled each nipple, sending them back to their hard state. I bit her left one slightly eliciting a cry of pleasure from Emily.

My hand made its way down to her panties, sliding them down to her ankles. My fingers outlined the lips of her pussy, feeling the wetness that had escaped from the caverns within. She was not completely shaved, a tuft of short black hair was located directly above the pussy, but everything else was smooth. I dragged my tongue down her stomach until my lips were at her entrance. I flicked my tongue out, teasing her. Her hands found the back of my head and pulled me towards her crotch. My tongue parted her lips where it was greeted with a flood of juices and her sweet scent. I began to lick her clit as my fingers explored inside of her. Emily moaned and bucked her hips, not wanting me to stop, but becoming overwhelmed by the pleasure. I could feel that she was about to cum, so I ripped my face away from her wetness. 

“What? Why did you stop?” Emily asked breathlessly.

I grabbed Emily’s hips and yanked her towards the edge of the bed. I put my dick at the entrance of her pussy. 

“Do you want it?” I asked.

“Yes! Fuck me!” She whimpered.

I nodded and slowly pushed my cock inside of her. She was incredibly wet, and inch by inch I slid in. She moaned as I reached my hilt. I grabbed her hips and began to thrust. There was no build up, just raw passionate hard fucking. I started to rub her clit as I was fucking her as hard as I could. Her legs clenched together, squeezing my sides as her guttural moans filled the room. She reached around my back and pulled me down to kiss her. She kissed me hard on the lips, and then began to bite and suck on my neck. I paused my thrusts to enjoy the moment, but the pause was short lived. Emily turned us so I was on the bed and she was riding me. Her hips rocked back and forth as her pussy milked my cock. I reached up, squeezing and playing with her tits. Emily grabbed my hands while they were on her tits, pushing them hard into her. I moved my hands down to cup her ass, guiding her movement. Suddenly I stood up, taking her with me. She gasped in surprise, but then I pushed her against the wall while still thrusting into her. I fucked her harder and harder, until I started to weaken.

I put her back down and turned her over. Her luscious ass was in the air, waiting for my dick to continue to ravage her. I stuffed my cock into her pussy while grabbing her ass and pulling her towards me with each thrust. I heard her scream into the pillow as her pussy clenched, followed by a flood of juices. I looked down at her and saw that her ass was spread along with her pussy. I reached a finger towards her ass and slowly circled her hole. Emily whimpered and pushed her ass towards me even more. I slowed down my thrusting and carefully inserted a finger into her tight ass. The effects were immediate, and her pussy became even wetter. I felt each thrust of my dick with my finger. I started to finger fuck her ass while I pounded her pussy, making Emily scream into the pillow again. I could feel my orgasm building rapidly, so I fucked her harder and harder until the last second when I had to pull out. Just as I did, cum erupted from my dick all over her back and ass. 

I stood above her for a few seconds, both of us breathing hard, trying to regain our senses. I grabbed the tissues from the side of the bed and cleaned Emily up. After the cleanup was done, we laid back on the bed, Emily resting in the crook of my arm. 

“You know what?” Emily said.

“No, what?”

“I’m kinda glad your sister is a bitch.”

We locked eyes for a second and then burst out laughing, holding each other even closer.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ngjvx8/road_trip_mf