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...