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Sex on the Road | Pressing Flesh

Sex on the Road

Mighty Mac

From www.eroticpastime.blogspot.com


So, today while we were on our way to Drummond Island, he was driving, and I was sitting beside him, playing with my camera and my phone.  He reached over and laid his hand on my leg.  I gave it a little squeeze and then took a picture of the bridge through the windshield.

I don’t know how much you know about Mackinac, but there is a huge bridge, bigger than the Golden Gate according to my Google search while on said bridge, that goes into the Upper Peninsula.  The bridge has two lanes, one each way, that are made of metal, like a grating, and the tires hum when they drive over it.  His little sports car actually vibrated.  I leaned forward in my seat trying to get the entire bridge support into the shot and I could feel the vibrations move up my legs and into my thighs.  I looked over at him and grinned.

He glanced away from the road and saw me.  ”What?”

“This bridge,”  I said, biting my lower lip, “it’s like a giant vibrator.”

Instantly, he slid his hand up my leg and under my skirt.  I closed my eyes as the seat of the sports car vibrated and his fingers rubbed my clit through my cotton panties.

“Go faster,” I said, moving my hips against him as he swirled around my swollen flesh.

He has always followed instructions well, and in a flash, he pushed down on the gas and the vibrations coming through the car changed pitch while his fingers moved my panties aside and parted my lips so he could drive two fingers inside me.

I opened my eyes as the second massive support of the bridge rolled over our heads.  ”Oh, don’t stop,” I said, grinding my hips and fucking his fingers.

“You better hurry and let go, the toll booth is coming up,” he said, starting to slow the car.

“Don’t stop,” I said.

“I have to,” he countered still spreading his fingers deep inside me while I fucked my hips against him.

“You can stop the car, but don’t stop…”

“That’ll be four dollars, sir.”  A voice came from my left and I snapped my head toward the man who was looking over at my copain’s hand buried in my cooze.

“Oh,” I said, tugging the skirt over his hand while he continued to move his fingers and hand the officer-looking guy some cash.

“Thank you.  You two have a super day.”

“Yeah, thanks.”  He said, crushing the gas and spinning the tires as I started to feel the first waves of the orgasm wash over me.

I pushed down on the seat giving him room to push them deeper.

***

The car pushed me back in my seat and I pushed my feet against the floor giving him room to move his fingers.  I was coming, I could feel my juices flow as the everything inside of me contracted, it was a sunburst.

“Ahhh…” I moaned, feeling his hand move against everything inside of me.

“Oh,” he said, smiling over, “you just came didn’t you?”

He snatched his fingers out and immediately stuck them in his mouth licking my cum off; my body jolted as his skin slipped out of me.  I watched his tongue suck my glistening juice and slid my hand onto the enormous bulge in his shorts.

His cock was facing the wrong way and straining against the cotton fabric.  I wrapped my fingers around it and squeezed watching his face react.  I love to watch his face when I turn him on.  His eyebrows furrow like he’s angry, but his breath catches and there’s a little grin at the edge of his mouth.  Everything inside of me goes crazy when he looks like that.  It’s so hot, it turns me on, just watching him enjoy what I do to him.

I slid my hand under the leg of the shorts and found the tip of his cock sticking out from his boxers.  I rolled my fingertip around it and felt him swell under my touch.

“I’m driving,” he said, making sure not to look at me.

This only caused me to scoot as far as the damnable bucket seat would let me and then stretch over to suck his earlobe into my mouth my while I slipped the rest of my hand up his boxer leg and wrap my fingers around the remainder of his cock.

He shifted in his seat giving me some room and I started to pump him along his thigh.  His skin was so hot, stiff, and throbbing.  ”What’s the matter?” I whispered, “you don’t think you can drive and cum in my mouth at the same time?”

He glanced over at me and I felt him pulse in my hand.  I reached over with my free hand and slowly pulled down the zipper on his shorts.

I used both hands and freed him through the ridiculous slot in his boxers until the wealth of his cock was exposed, stiff and throbbing in front of the steering wheel.  I wrapped my fingers around the base of him and started to tug while I whispered in his ear.

“Oh, you are so hard.  You can’t wait can you?  My tongue slithering around your cock while you fuck my mouth, are you going to come for me?  Are you going to let me swallow your hot come?”

I pulled my skirt up and moved my panties to the side, just so he could see my swollen pussy lips covered in glistening cum.  I shivered as the fabric brushed across me.  I was ready to come again.  He looked over and then ran two fingers between my lips.  I moaned and closed my eyes as he did, there is nothing like his rough fingers on my sensitive skin.

I leaned over and slipped him between my lips as he moaned and tangled his fingers in the hair on the back of my head.

***

His cock was so hot as I lowered my head onto him, swallowing his girth as far back in my throat as I could.  I could feel the car’s speed changing, his foot on the break reacting to what I was doing to him.  I inhaled his scent and dragged my tongue along him.  I love to suck cock.  I love how sensitive it is, how you can lick it and then blow along the skin and watch a man’s face glow with pleasure.

“Oh baby,” he moaned, taking his hand off of my head. “God, that feels good.”

I slowly pulled up, letting his now wet cock back into the open while I toyed with the tip, letting my tongue circle the bulging head, tickling him.  I licked my hand and wrapped my fingers around the base of him so I could jerk him while I teased.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Don’t stop,” he purred, turning into a curve, the engine racing while the tires gripped and leaned our bodies toward the door.

“Come for me,” I whispered.  ”I want you to let go.”

A clear bead of precum glistened around the tip of his cock as I stroked him.  I licked it off and closed my eyes, knowing how close he was, knowing that his own orgasm was just about to happen.  I could feel mine closing in.  I pushed two fingers into my dripping gash.  I couldn’t stop myself, I could feel it like a weight in my chest, the inevitability of it.

I went at him anew.  I bobbed my head up and down on him, fucking his cock into my mouth, feeling him pulse as he got closer, his hips beginning to thrust him deeper and faster.

I spread my legs as wide as I could and stretched myself with another finger as I moaned around his thickness.  He was breathing faster and I could feel the pressure moving up the length of him as he clenched and cock swelled in my mouth.

My nose was reaching his pubic hair, his cock was at the back of my throat, and there were three of my own fingers gripped in my quivering darkness when he came.

He moaned and pumped his hips into my mouth while he pulsed bolt after bolt.  I swallowed as fast as I could, but the hot, sticky liquid rolled past my lips.  It felt so good; his orgasm and a mouth full of his essence.  I pulled off, catching my breath, and a splash laced my cheek.  He was coming hard and just watching the last few milky drops slide down his shaft sent me over the edge.

I closed my eyes and fucked my fingers into me, feeling my own juices slide into my hand.