The conversation had fallen into an easy lull, relax and chill playlist soft in the background.
My focus very much on the winding road ahead of me, glad of the stop half an hour ago to stretch and snack at the rest stop.
I can hear your breathing starting to shift. Getting deeper and slower. I smile to myself, pleased. I really enjoy driving, and doing it smoothly and gently enough to lull a passenger to sleep feels like a great win.
Though, the next few kilometers are really winding, so I’ll have to work hard to keep you that way.
I hear you shift in you seat getting more comfortable.
Haha, challenge accepted, I think to myself.
As the corners roll by, I hear your breathing start to shift. Shorter, more irregular, almost whispered gasps.
I wonder if you’re dreaming.
I steal a glance. Your eyes are definitely shut.
One arm up against your chest, perhaps you fell asleep while adjusting your seatbelt. The other down between your legs, slightly parted, since your skirt has ridden up a little, I can almost see your underwear.
I don’t linger, returning my full focus to the road.
Glad that you seem comfortable.
A little later and the road has opened up again, it’s much easier to cruise now. Your still breathing the same, alternating between deep and steady, with occasional short gasps.
Glancing your way again, I can see that your skirt has ridden up even further. What surprises me isn’t the sight of your dark lace panties. But the way they’re stretched accross to the side, the two fingers sliding up and down your labia, and your thumb drawing circles over your clit.
The panting makes more sense now.
“Oi, that’s quite distracting”
Without reaction you open your eyes and look at me.
“What do you mean?”, you say innocently.
I give you a dry look.
Leaning in close, you whisper in my ear “oh, you mean this” and slip two glistening fingers into my mouth. Biting my earlobe as you do.
“I was just thinking about last night” you whisper again.
I can taste your arousal, musky and sweet.
“Screw you” I say.
“Haha, now that would be distracting”
“Tell me if this becomes too much”
Your meaning pretty quickly becoming clear as you start to stroke the growing buldge in my shorts.
“You’re trouble” I say, determined to keep my focus on the road. I can feel you going for my zipper, hindered by my uncooperative cock as it continues to harden.
At first you stroke it, left hand wrapped around my shaft, your right still between your own legs.
All of a sudden you bend over and engulf my cock in your mouth. Swirling your tounge around my head and shaft as you bob up and down.
I have to let go of the wheel for a moment to stop you and catch my breath.
“That, is too much.” I gasp at you.
“Fine” you mutter grumpily, going back to a single hand around my now saliva covered cock.
I can see a couple of bends in the road approaching, I think you realise what I’m thinking, because you let go of me, and start shifting in your seat.
A few moments later and the road ahead is straight again, your hands return to my cock and I realise what you’ve done. You wrap the black fabric around my head and shaft, and resume your pumping, stroking motion, the soft lace stretching around my head as you pump me.
I groan, allmost resentful of how well you know what will send me over the edge.
It doesn’t take long. I can feel my release building, and pull over to the side of the road.
Keep going, I plead, interrupting what I’m sure was about to be your question about why we stopped.
Grinning you keep both hands firmly wrapped around me, lean over and whisper into my ear “Cum for me”
“Cum for me”.
That’s all it takes, and you feel my cock stiffening and spasming in your hands.
Most of my cum gets caught in your panties. But a little seeps through into your fingers, you lick them clean, then untangle your panties from my cock. You take me into your mouth, deeply, licking and sucking clean the cum that soaked through the lace.
Then you tuck me away and do back up the zip on my shorts.
I close my eyes a moment to let a wave of pleasure and dizzyness pass, I hear you shifting in your seat again.
This time when I glance over, I see that you’ve put your panties back on, soaked in cum.
“Shall we go?” You ask, grinning cheekily.
As we’re about to pull away I see you shift in your seat again, closing your eyes and returning your fingers to where they started. A slightly wetter sound, and a gentle moan now accompanying that same breath sound.
I guess I should take it as a compliment, that’s a new level of comfortable with my driving.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z8j7q2/drive_me_wild_mf_oral_masturbation