From: skipper@usa.pipeline.com(Gerald Vontsteen) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: Highway Sex MF Date: 26 Jan 1996 21:14:22 GMT Highway Sex Author Unknown We quickly left the gym, both warmed from our earlier exertions. Our muscles felt warm, loose and our bodies ached to be close. As the night's air began to cool our heated bodies, our conversation began to stoke the evening's passions. How her body resembled her compact black sports car as we sped from the parking lot and raced up the streets. So too was her tiny figure, quick and hot, and ready for adventure. Quickly she removed her tight shirt and shorts, until she sat upon the seat nude. The scent of her body filled the tiny confines of the car, the tantalizing aroma of perfume, sweat, and yet more musky fragrances. With difficulty, I watched the road as she slowly toweled off her face and shoulders. Agonizingly tranquil, she wiped her breasts and taut stomach. An impish smile appeared on her face as she half turned in the seat to show me her unmistakable arousal. Her cunt was flushed and filling the air with an unmistakable odor of an excited woman. She wickedly placed one leg on the dash and another in my lap, spreading herself as much as possible. The streetlights flickered across her exposed body as we drove through crowded streets. The cloth caressed her legs as she reveled in her wantonness. We talked of the passing cars and the drivers who glimpsed her lewd display. Her smile disappeared as her breathing deepened. Her eyes closed as the first climax arrived. But I had plans for my wicked woman. I told her to dress as I had directed her that afternoon. Not knowing what I had planned, but eager to experience my relentlessness, she complied. It took her mere moments to wrap the blouse about her breasts. Then she slid the short skirt up her long legs. All that remained was to encase her feet in her spike heels and all would be as I had planned. Into another parking lot we cruised. There I changed from my shorts to more appropriate evening attire. But I couldn't arrive at our destination smelling like a gymnasium. So as I toweled off my body, I ordered her to clean my cock and balls. Like a flash, she dropped her head into my lap and eagerly licked them clean. So eager was she for my cock that I had to pry her loose from her favorite dessert. The pout she gave me almost weakened my resolve, but I knew she would enjoy the anticipation more. I could tell that she was not happy when I slid my pants up over my hips and she did not appreciate being frustrated long. So I resolved to begin the evenings adventures. Our car raced out of the lot and headed once more down the busy streets. She begged to know why I wasn't "... fucking her lights out!" But I smiled and told her that I had other plans for the moment. As quickly as I could I drove to our destination, the aroma of her damp pussy was almost overcoming my resolve. At last, we arrived at the theatre. And I informed her we were going to the movies. Her sultry mouth dropped open in surprise. She ranted and raved about how I had promised her a passionate evening and this "Did not measure up!" But I weathered the storm and told her to do as I said and not pass judgment until the evening was done. Her glare told me that I would have trouble convincing my fiery vixen otherwise. I jumped out of the car and opened her door. She did not want to leave. She spread her legs and showed me her dripping crotch and smiled as she ran a couple of fingers deep inside. But I just smiled and lifted her hand to my mouth. As I kissed her hand and sucked her fingers clean, she began to believe that the evening may be something more than she had thought a moment ago... As she arose from the deep bucket, I checked her attire and decided a few adjustments were in order. I told her that her breasts were not adequately displayed for my pleasure and to widen the gap her blouse had formed. Dawning recognition of my perverted plans began to seep into her mind. I had to stop her from progressing too far. She began to pout again until I told her that it was more exciting to "... almost glimpse" her apparent charms than have them easily seen. She licked her lips and smoothed her skirt and led me to the ticket line. She clutched my arm and squeezed it to her breast. Her spike heels sculpted her firm legs and ass. I noticed all the men admiring my little sex kitten and their ladies staring with green eyed hostility. But I simply let my woman rub my arm with her tit and tease the men with her sex appeal. The poor kid at the booth could barely talk as he caught sight of her hard nipples. But we were soon inside. My lady was beginning to enjoy the effect she had on the men and it was difficult to convince her it was time to find our seats. But she let me lead her into the partially darkened theatre. We sat in our seats and once more turned to more mundane conversation. Slowly, her arousal began to wane and she relaxed to enjoy the show. She tried to hide her disappointment and valiantly tried to make small talk. How I relished her discomfort while recalling her lewd behavior over the last hour. Little did she realize that I had definite plans for her and knew she would be pleasantly surprised. After a few more minutes, the house lights dimmed and the show began. As I knew she would, she loves to cuddle, she placed her head on my shoulder and wrapped my arm around her. Lightly my hand rested on hers and as she became involved in the show, I began my subtle assault. Tenderly I caressed her arm and slid my knee next to hers. Deeper into my embrace she moved, a sigh of contentment slipping between her lips. Turning slightly toward her, I let my other hand rest upon her bare leg. Slowly, I traced circles upon her sensitive skin. Then I would rest my palm on her thigh until she would warm and moisture begin to bead. Then again would I tease her, my fingers like a summer's breeze upon her flesh. Higher and higher, I traveled. Deep, quiet moans began to rise in her chest. She began to press her leg up into my hand, eager for me to increase my pressure. After one such moment, I slid my knee under hers and ceased my attentive fingers' movement. Her eyes met mine and she searched my face for some clue as to my intentions. But only an enigmatic smirk resided there and she once more turned to the plot. Minutes again elapsed and she once more began to think that we were here for simple entertainment. My left hand now began it's quiet assault upon her tit. Leisurely I traced the curves of her breast until I felt her nipple harden. A shudder ceased her shoulders as she leaned into my warm palm. Her breast was warm and her mouth slightly open as I slid my hand into her blouse. Cupping her breast, I felt her excitement as the heat began to radiate from her. Occupied with my assault on her blouse, she did not feel the other hand slide up her leg until she felt a probing finger at her crotch. With a small gasp, her senses became alive. Aware that I was about to finger fuck her crotch in a crowded public theatre, her excitement at her earlier behavior returned full force to her mind. She slid down in her seat and impaled herself upon my hand. She turned her head and tugged my head down for a passionate kiss. Moaning into my throat she bucked upon my stiff fingers. Her second climax was intense as she tried to stifle her usual animal noises. Once recovered, she grinned wickedly from ear to ear and whispered that she was going to "... get even with me for teasing her so unmercifully." She straightened in her seat once more and let her blouse drift ever more open. Soon her bare breast was covered with just my hand as she once more turned to the screen. Similarly, her skirt had ridden up until her trimmed pubic hairs poked out from creamy white skin. My cock which had been hard for hours now began to ache. She must have known the effect she was having as she rested her hand upon my thigh and rubbed my dick with the back of her hand. But the credits began to roll and the lights began to rise. Now that she knew she had my undivided attention, it was her turn to tease. She draped her blouse over her breasts, slid up to once again cover her sweet cunt, and removed her hand from my leg. There I sat with a dick ready to ravage my woman and she just meekly sat and smiled her knowing smile. The theatre patrons filed past headed for their respective cars. Toward the end, she stood and beckoned me up. As we began to leave, she once more cradled my arm between her hot breasts. This time, no material rested between my flesh and hers. As we strolled patiently toward the exit, she told me how excited I had made her and how she wanted to reciprocate in kind. The parking lot was emptying quickly, our car the last in its row. Upon our arrival, I opened her door and turned to see her blouse draped from her shoulders open all the way. The curve of her breasts was visible and her taut nipples visible as it tented the silky material. With a shake of her shoulders, she thrust her tits at me, no longer concealed by anything. She stood there and reveled in her wantonness. Then she casually walked over and squatted into her seat. As she lifted her left leg in, her right still firmly on the pavement, her skirt slid up to her waist and exposed her completely to my lusting eyes. She licked her full lips and ran her fingers around her pussy. She told me to close the door and join her. I slammed the door and raced to my side, leaping into my seat. She directed me to drive and try and keep the car on the road. Her fingers found my zipper and slide the metal tongue down. As the midnight roads slide beneath our wheels, her lips and tongue massaged my cock. My right hand went from stick to cunt as we attempted to distract the other. At one stoplight, she sat and ordered me to "... drop my pants!" Ever obedient, I complied and she returned to suck my cock and squeeze my cum-filled balls. The miles passed slowly as she proceeded with `highway head' and I tickled her clit. She came up for air and glanced around. Noting the freeway, she told me to take the next on-ramp. She teased my cock head until she felt me hit the ramp. Then she swallowed every inch and rammed a finger up my ass. As my foot hit the floor and the car rocketed on the road, my cum blasted into her mouth. She buried her nose in my curly hair and the car and my cum picked up speed. At last, I could ease my foot of the gas and slow our headlong flight. Easing back, she licked me clean and sat up once more. There she leaned against the door and showed me her glistening lips. Her mouth coated with sperm, her cunt with her tasty cum, she reclined satiated. With reluctance, I realized that it was time we once more went our separate ways. Lethargically, we drove to my truck and parked. We basked in the afterglow of passion spent. No longer able to deny the need, I re-donned my pants and walked to my car. Relishing in the freedom I had fostered in her, she stripped her blouse and skirt and walked around her car. Clad only in her heels, she started her engine, blew me a kiss, and drove off into the night...