Author: Z-Spot
Title: On the Road
Summary: On a lonely highway, a couple gets frisky
   in a moving car
Keywords: MF, oral, exhib
Language: English
Copyright: 2005

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This story contains descriptions of nudity and sexual
situations.  If you're under sixteen and are reading
this, then your parents should keep a closer
eye on you. This story can't be changed or sold
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On the Road
by Z-Spot
(zeespot@operamail.com)

We were on our way back from a vacation in Tuscon.  The highway
back towards Phoenix was long and lonely without even
streetlights to guide our way.  It was just the two of us, her
and I, in that car listening to the hum of the tires in the
darkness.

I still don't know what got into her.  Maybe it was the 
isolation, maybe it was night sky, or maybe it was her
memories of the fun we had had in our hotel room.  But she's
always been pretty wild and this was no exception.

What happened was that I was driving along, singing along to a
love song on the radio, when she stopped singing with me.  She
leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.  I couldn't help smiling
at her touch and kissed her back on the lips, keeping one eye
on the road.

Then I felt her hand slide down my stomach into my lap.  Her
long, delicate fingers began pulling down the zipper.  My first
reaction was to try to stop her hand as I whispered, "What are
you, nuts? I'm driving."

"Don't worry about it," she giggled.  "We're on a straight
road and nobody's around."

That was true.  I could see for miles down the unbending
highway, and there weren't even any headlights in front or
behind me.  But my safety impulses were ringing like sirens
and I still tried to stop her.  Until her fingers managed to
open my pants and slide inside.

I gripped the wheel tighter as her hands burrowed inside my
briefs to touch my cock.  The soft flesh began to thicken as
she pulled my member out into the open and began to stroke it.

As her warm hands slid up and down the length of my cock, it
hardened almost immediately.  She leaned in close to kiss my
neck, sending shivers through my body that ended in the head
of my swollen cock.

"You can't hide from me," she whispered into my ear, her warm
breath tickling my cheek.  "Not here, not now.  You're all
mine and I can do what I want with you without you trying to
stop me."

I couldn't respond, frozen with arousal.  I was harder than
I could remember being, which was amazing considering I'd
just spent myself a few hours ago.  And she was right.  With
my hands on the wheel and my feet on the pedals, I was
pretty much at her mercy.  Not that I was complaining.

She continued to stroke me as she kissed my neck and cheek.
I began to groan with the pleasure her movements were
bringing.  She was always very good at hand-jobs.  She made
sure to squeeze the head to increase the sensations as well
as smear the droplets of precum oozing out of it onto her
palms for better lubrication.  Her other hand slid deeper
into my pants to begin massaging my balls.

Then her kisses trailed down my neck to my chest.  She bent
over, disappearing from my view, to nestle her head between
my body and the steering wheel.  I knew what was coming, but
still felt a jolt as I felt her warm, wet mouth encircle my
shaft.

She slid me into her mouth, sucking gently to draw me inside
deeper and deeper.  Her tongue curled up against the
underside of my shaft, its taste buds rasping against my 
skin. As she pulled me further into her mouth, I couldn't
hold back a groan of pleasure.

Her head began to bob up and down in my lap, sliding me
between her delicate lips.  I looked down and saw only the 
full, disheveled tangle of her long, red hair.  And all I 
could feel was the joy of her actions. The road 
seemed to blur.  All sights of the road sounds were fading
away, consumed by the pleasure from her movements.

Then a car's headlights glowed in my rear-view mirror. The
car passed me by, rolling past my window with the low hum of
its motor.  I tried to keep calm, pretending that everything
was normal even as my hands were rigid with arousal on the
steering wheel.

But she seemed to pick that exact moment to grow more
intense, sucking hard on my cock like a straw as she twisted
her tongue to encircle its head.  I grimaced and grunted at
the waves of ecstasy produced by her movement 
just as the car roared by.  I could only hope they hadn't
seen me, but in reality the thought only excited me more.

When the car was gone, leaving only the redness of its
brake lights glowing in the distance, she stopped. She blew
outwards, pushing my cock out of her mouth.
When she had released me, she sat up and gave me a wicked
smile that I had come to recognize.

"Why should you have all the fun?" she asked, then kissed
me again.

She leaned back and unbuttoned her blouse.  Shrugging it
off exposed her upper body.  She wasn't wearing a bra, as
usual, so her small but perfectly conical breasts
were fully exposed.  The nipples were hardened and scarlet,
as they always seemed to be.  Either she was always hard
or she was always excited, I had never figured out which.
I guessed the latter.

She shifted in her seat, keeping an eye on me as she 
hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her skirt.  I tried
to keep watching the road, but she was good at distracting
me as she wiggled her hips to slide off her skirt.  Her
smooth, contoured body was almost naked, except for her 
shoes and red panties. 

The latter was the next to go.  Her smile widened as she
eased her panties down her hips, thighs, and onto her
ankles, where she kicked them off.  She was now sitting
naked on the seat next to me, her body illuminated by the
scarlet glow of the instrument lights.

I was still driving with my cock jutting from my open 
zipper, and was just wondering what she had in mind when
she slid out of her chair.  I figured out what she had
in mind and lifted my hand off the steering wheel to let
her through. She's a small woman and was able to slide
her legs under the wheel over onto my thighs.  She was
now perched in my lap, facing the oncoming highway.

My cock was nestled between the cheeks of her naked ass,
pushing upwards into her warm crevice.  She sat there
for a moment, making me wait, teasing me as she shifted 
her hips from side to side.  I bit my lip at the 
sensations of her massaging my shaft.  She looked over 
her shoulder at me with a wicked smile.

"Still worried about fucking and driving?" she asked me.

"Not anymore," I breathed.  "At least we'll die happy,
right?"

She laughed and kissed me with one hand bent over to 
stroke my face.  "That's the spirit.  Be adventurous."

Then she shifted her hips a little more, just enough
so that the head of my cock oozed into the moist,
warmth of her cunt.  She shivered and raised herself
up a little until I sank deep into her, then she sat
down and pushed me inside her all the way to the hilt.

She braced her hands on the door and the passenger 
seat and began to lift herself up and down, sliding
me in and out. She hummed softly with ecstasy as I
began to buck my hips to meet her.

The car shifted a little to the left as I convulsed
from the pleasure.  Even as I tried to keep the car 
steady, I knew we were in trouble.  It was hard to
see with her in front of me.  Her warm, curvaceous
body restricted the movement of my arms.  Plus, the 
sensations coursing through me kept me from
concentrating on the road.  If anything had happened,
we would surely have been killed.

But I didn't care.  It wasn't just that I loved every
thrust of my cock into her hot slit.  It wasn't just
her bestial whimpers and grunts as she bounced in my
lap. It was the danger that thrilled me, that made 
it all the more exciting.  Just the thought that what
we were doing was inexcusably reckless, that we might be
killed at any moment, made my skin tingle all over and
my balls to boil.

She must have felt it too because her playful manner
was gone.  She meant business now.  Her entire body 
was rigid as she bounced up and down, up and down, 
the bottoms of her legs slapping against her thighs.
The muscles in her arms were stiff as she used them
to drive me into her, over and over again.  Her
breathing was nothing but a series of short gasps,
"huh huh" over and over again that was in time with her
ride.

Then her voice rose to a squeal.  I couldn't hold back
any longer.  My entire body froze, every muscle devoted
to the single task of shooting my seed into
her cunt. The car veered to the right suddenly, the 
tires squealing, but I was only vaguely aware of it.
I was only aware of the woman perched on top of me,
squeezing every ounce of pleasure out of me with the
tight silky walls of her pussy.  My foot was jammed
down on the gas, sending the engine roaring.

I don't know how long that lasted, but the next thing 
I knew, I was looking at a pair of headlights rushing 
towards us as a horn blared.  And I could hear her
screaming.  I yanked the car back into the proper lane,
crushing my lover a little in the process.  We screeched
back into our lane.  The car howled by, its horn still
wailing.

I pulled the car off onto the shoulder.  When we had come
off the road, I hit the brakes and coasted to a stop. I
put the car into park.  She and I sat there for a few 
seconds, breathing heavily and trembling against each other.
I'm still not sure if it was the near-fatal accident or
the afterglow that gave us the shakes.  Maybe both.

When she was calmer, she lifted herself off my cock
and crawled into the seat next to me.  She left behind
a pool of cum in my lap.  Quietly, she pulled on her 
clothes.  When she had finished buttoning the very last
button on her blouse, she looked at me.

She smiled and said, "Wow.  That was incredible.  We've
gotta do that again sometime."

I reached out with a shaky hand and put the car back into
gear.  "Yeah.  But next time, let's pick a time when the
car isn't in motion, okay?"

She stuck her tongue out at me.  "Spoilsport."

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