We were on day three of our road trip, making the long drive from New York to Austin for SXSW. We were both excited for the event, but to be honest, the drive was starting to get a little boring. Endless highway stretching on and on in front of us. We’d already previewed the tracks of all the bands we planned to see when we got there. We’d made a list of all the BBQ places we planned to hit as well. What’s worse is that we spent the previous two nights crashed at friends’ houses along the way which didn’t give us any time for some proper fucking, leaving us both more than a little pent up.
We cruised down the Interstate in my black, Jeep Cherokee, hands resting on each other’s legs as I drove. My hand slid gently up and down your smooth, warm thigh, occasionally slipping under your sundress where my fingertips would brush the slowly dampening fabric starting to cling to your pussy lips. “Mmmm, that’s so nice,” you purred, as your hand sought out my stiffening cock through my shorts. We teased each other like this for mile-after-mile, both trying to maintain our composure, my hard cock straining against my boxers and shorts as your blue panties darkened the wetter they got.