We were at the casino till about 3am. We had intended to go our separate ways when we left, but he kissed me goodbye and grabbed my ass. I knew I needed to get some. I asked him if it was OK for me to spend the night, and he smiled and nodded. He’s got this smile when he’s turned on… his eyes stay half-open and he turns his head slightly. I love to see that smile.
I grabbed my purse and a change of clothes from my car (OK, so I had somewhat prepared) and hopped into his car. As soon as we had turned onto the road, I let my left hand venture over and start rubbing his cock through his jeans. He let out a moan, and I opened his belt and unzipped his jeans. My hand quickly found the opening in his boxers and started rubbing his dick and fondling his balls. I felt him harden and I pulled it out.
I took off my seatbelt and he asked what I was doing. “Wait and see,” I said as I adjusted myself so I was kneeling on the seat facing him. With one hand on his balls, I took his dick into my mouth. I slowly licked the tip and traced the edge with my tongue. He gasped. I slowly lowered myself until I was deep-throating his whole, thick 7 inches. He grabbed my head and guided me up and down. “You don’t have a gag reflex when you’ve been drinking,” he said. And it was true. Usually I couldn’t take his dick for more than a few seconds before I had to stop, but today this wasn’t the case.
I could tell he was getting close to climax, so I stopped and grasped him lightly with my hand as I sucked on his ball sack.
“Take off your pants,” he said. I looked at him and he was serious. “Is it safe?” I asked and he nodded. So I obeyed. I slipped my pants off and pulled off my shirt as well. He pulled his chair back as far as it could go, unbuckled his seat belt and dropped his right hand while holding the steering wheel with his left. We were going 75mph on an empty highway.
I climbed on top, guided him inside me and gasped. I love how he fills me. I bounced and grinded on him, making sure to angle myself so he could see over my shoulder. He held the car steady. He moaned as I shifted and bounced.
We reached a straight, stable section of highway and he pulled me in front of him. He pushed my bra down and took my right breast into his mouth, sucking hard. He bit my nipple, gently at first, then pulling. I moaned so loudly and grabbed his head, pulling him closer. He pushed away and told me he needed to see where he was going, but I wanted more. I love it when he takes my breasts in his mouth.
We were getting close to his exit, so he told me to get off him. I slowly raised myself up and went back into my seat, but continued sucking on his dick until we parked in his lot. I pulled on my pants as we walked into his apartment. We finished on his bed. Gasping, sweaty, and exhausted, he said to me, “remember that one time you rode me on the highway? … that was this time!”
I fell asleep in his arms.
My motto is “I’ll try anything once,” so far we haven’t found anything I don’t like!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7bf5xi/mf_riding_him_while_hes_driving