The wedding was fun, a nice ceremony followed by a roaring party. The drive home took a couple of hours, and after all that socializing we couldn’t wait to be alone. As we were driving down the highway he reached over and started stroking me through my clothes, that “I want you” look in his eyes. In return I leaned over and began sucking on his earlobe, moaning in his ear while showing him how I wanted to suck on his cock. Then I decided to really play dirty. I slid my hand into my panties, dipping a finger into my pussy. Then I brought the finger to his nose so he could smell my lust, and I let him taste it just a little. I could see by the bulge in his pants that his cock was rock-hard and trying to burst through the material.
Finally Russell pulled over at a rest stop off the side of the highway. He took his throbbing cock out of his pants, holding it and looking at me. I leaned down and kissed it, then took it in my mouth and stroked it with my soft, moist lips. He was so turned on he was panting and gasping like crazy.
I was turned on at least as much. Straightening up, I threw a leg over him and straddled him right there in the driver’s seat. I moved the crotch of my panties to one side and rubbed the head of his cock with my wet pussy. I took that cock all the way in, feeling his hardness fill me up. We held still as a bunch of cars went by, not wanting to attract attention, kissing madly until the road was quiet again. Then we started humping like crazy, both of us on the verge of coming. With each grinding stroke the seam of my panties titillated my clit. More cars went by, but we couldn’t hold still now. I continued to gyrate on him, not caring anymore if cars were going by or not. I loved fucking with my man, and I didn’t care who saw. In fact, the knowledge of all the people going by on the highway, combined with Russell’s beautiful body under and inside me, made me cream all over him. He grabbed my hips and kept me there, pumping himself up and down harder and faster, until he was grunting with relief and ecstasy.
I climbed off him then, and we took a minute to compose ourselves before rejoining the stream of cars on the highway. Now, every time we pass that spot on the road we smile wistfully, remembering that wild ride.
Russell and I have been going out for about a year and a half now, and the sex just keeps getting better and better. I could fill a whole magazine with stories of our love. He gives me multiple orgasms every time he makes love to me. I get excited just thinking about him. And there are still many things we haven’t even tried yet!
—R.V., Grand Rapids, Michigan
HE GAVE HIS OLD GIRLFRIEND A SEXY CHALLENGE,
AND SHE MORE THAN LIVED UP TO IT
I hadn’t seen or heard from Liz since college. Back then we’d had some pretty wild times together, but after graduation we drifted apart, and hadn’t been in contact for twenty years. Then, suddenly, she came back into my life by contacting me over the Internet.
We talked by e-mail, and then by phone, gradually getting reacquainted, talking about old times and what we had done with our lives. We got along so well that after two months we decided to meet. We lived far away from each other, but I thought the trip would be worth it. I remembered that Liz had been a woman who loved sex, any and all kinds of sex, and I wondered if she was still the same. Well, it turns out that she was, and after that we started meeting regularly.
At one of our recent get-togethers, Liz asked me to think up a special challenge for the next time we met, and I immediately thought of a fantasy that I had always dreamed of. I challenged her to wear a severe-looking business suit and blouse, and then to do a strip for me when we were together. Liz said that would be easy.
When we met, I could see that she had done it up right. She wore a tailored brown business suit, a crisp white blouse, nylons, and medium heels, with her hair pulled back in a bun. She was even wearing glasses. She looked like the perfect no-nonsense businesswoman. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as we ate dinner, and I was hot and horny as hell when we got back to the motel room.
As we entered I kissed her, and she immediately pushed me into a chair in the corner. Turning on the radio, she found a station playing slow, sexy music. She smiled at me seductively, and then started to sway, licking her lips and rubbing her hands all over her body. As the music got faster, she slipped off her suit jacket, then slowly unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. Then she unsnapped the skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving her standing there in a flimsy black bra, matching thong, and nylons held up by a garter belt.
I had a hard-on that was threatening to break my zipper. Liz came over and rubbed her tits in my face while stroking my dick. She promptly unzipped my pants and pulled out my throbbing penis, which was dripping precome. Then she dropped to her knees.
Liz has a talent for deep-throating to match any porn star, and she sucked me up and down until her lips were kissing my stomach. She did this over and over, then held my dick in her mouth, sliding her tongue around it till I was moaning in ecstasy.
But she stopped before I could come. She got up and finished stripping to the music, and then got on the bed. She pulled out a big rubber dildo and told me to watch, as she was going to fuck herself. She started slowly, easing the dildo into her pussy. When it was in, she reached back and slid two fingers into her ass. Soon it was a full-fledged fucking contest between the dildo and the fingers up her ass, as to which was going to make her come first. It was hard to tell which won, but I can tell you that it was all I could do not to beat off as I watched her make herself climax over and over.
Finally Liz beckoned me over to the bed, where she started licking my ass and mouthing my balls, sending me to heaven. Then she told me she wanted me to fuck her from behind until I was about to come, then to turn her around so she could deep-throat me and eat all the hot come as it came out of my dick. I almost came right there and then. But I did as I was told, and between the fucking, sucking, and come eating, it turned out to be the greatest night of my life.
Liz told me that the next time I had to think up something more challenging for her to do, and believe me, I’m working on it!
—B.L., Rockford, Illinois
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