Friday, July 1, 2016

The Ride Home

          A long weekend spent with my family.  We laughed, danced, and even drank the weekend away with my family.  After the final family function of the weekend, we decided to head out, get on the highway, and head towards home.  As we start our journey home on this clear night, the effects of the alcohol begin to relinquish from within her.  Out of the corner of my eye I start to notice the change taking over her body. She leans towards me, her fingers caressing, lightly embracing my thigh.  My eyes are feverishly going from her and back to the road,trying to maintain focus.  She starts to lovingly kiss on my neck, so I take my hand off the gear shifter and place it upon her thigh.

          She's kissing, nibbling, and sucking on my neck and ear, I'm rubbing her soft, delectable thigh.  Meanwhile, I'm fighting the urge just to close my eyes and enjoy the moment of ecstasy.  Her hand starts to move further up my thigh and thoughts come rushing into my mind.  Should i pull over?  Should I keep driving?  Thank god it's night time on the highway.  Focus, focus, just focus on driving.  During my thought process she moves my hand further up her thigh, closer to the prize.  I can feel her warmth escaping between her legs, I catch myself drifting away as the car starts to veer off the road.  Quickly i regain my composure and immediately she puts it right back to another test as her hand is now on the zipper of my pants.  I take a deep and slow breath as her hand begins to trace my zipper and i happen to catch the devilish grin which is upon her face.  She frees me from the confines of my pants and I release a sigh of relief within my breath.

          Once again I am struggling to maintain my focus, so I remove my hand from her thigh and place it on the steering wheel for greater stability with driving.  At this point she leans over into my lap, her lips kiss the tip of my penis and her tongue teasingly flicks at it.  With such a great force of willpower, I steady my focus on driving, as she starts to give me the pleasures of her mouth.  Licking, sucking and working her hand along my length, my penis responds, growing within her subtle grasp to it's full potential.  My eyes begin to roll into the back of my head, but I can not allow it, for our safety is at risk if I do.  Once again, I place my hand upon her, this time scouring for any and all pleasure of her naked flesh.  Unfortunately, i find very little with our positioning.

          She sits up, removes both her pants and then her panties.  She then has me arch my hips, so she can move my pants and boxers down to my knees.  She positions herself to her knees and her mouth is attacking my neck once again, while her soft hand is stroking my penis.  Just as I think i have finally gotten my bearings to focus on driving under control, she starts to position herself onto my lap.  I have to lean towards my window in order to maintain an unobstructed view of the road as she straddles my lap.  She reaches down and guides my penis into her ready and wanting vagina.  I am now giving all I have, in order to not send the car flying off the road as she starts to move her body up and down my penis.

          I am in two places at once.  The first is the reality of driving, while the other is in a complete state of ecstasy.  The struggle to not give in to her actions is the hardest thing I have ever had to do so far.  Her body gliding up and down on mine, my head tilted to the left, my hands barely touching the steering wheel, giving everything I have to maintain proper composure and not get lost in the moment.  The feel of her on me is amazing, the warm moisture, her chest readily available to me.  I am longing to caress, touch, and manipulate her flesh in every way possible.  But, I can not for I am driving.  All I can do is vocalize my pleasures to her.  Not helping my situation, she responds to my vocalization with movements of her body.  Pressing her chest into me, grinding her hips so that I am deeper with her, and attacking my neck and ear with her mouth.  Her hands go to my chest and she drags her nails across my bare flesh as she tells me that she longs to feel my juice deep within her.

          Faster and harder she moves her hips.  We are both breathing heavily, my eyes struggling to stay focused on the road, to the point that it looks as if I have tourettes.  I feel the urge of my climax approaching and I take my right hand off the steering wheel, to place on her butt cheek.  She grinds her pelvis into mine, as I can only muster up sounds to escape my lips now.  As she is biting the lobe of my right ear, she is telling me to fill her with my juice.  How she wants to feel it, how she yearns for it, how she needs it.  Becoming too much for me to bear, I release deep within her, thus causing her to open the flood of her climax with her final movements.  Our bodily fluids collide, like a tsunami crashing into land.  Carefully, she returns to her seat.  Once again, I have to remind myself that I am operating a vehicle, as to not let the pleasures of what just happen take control.

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